When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

Luo Zixin's scallion omelette was successfully slimmed down by Wen Le's superb craftsmanship. It was served in a delicate small plate the size of a palm, and looked like a small golden flower.

The uncle next door walked by with his potato omelet, but he didn’t find that the underside of the shallot omelette had already been cut into many thin slices. He was amazed when he saw the beautifully carved hibiscus flowers.

Another black-faced man next to him boasted without hesitation, "This flower carving is really good. Although you are young, you still have two brushes in knife skills."

The uncle holding the potato omelette was not happy, and retorted: "What's the use of a good knife, look at the solid appearance of the cake, like a stone." He raised his plate and shook it in front of the team members. Quan, "Look carefully, my cake is called cake, it's thin and crunchy, so serious."

The other four uncles are all different in height, short, fat and thin, but the expressions on their faces are exactly the same, they are all very disgusted.

"Old Zhao, we have been looking at your cake for more than ten years, so quickly take it away, I vomited while looking at it."

The team members didn't give face, and the pancake master got a little emotional.Chubby's body was blocked at the intersection, and Wen Le and the others insisted on making an evaluation.

"To be fair, do I make this cake well? Does it look very good at first glance!"

As he said, he only dragged the plate with his right hand, and his left hand fell on Zhang Xiaoyuan's shoulder, and he patted it several times vigorously.

If this was Luo Zixin, he might have already told him that he had done a good job.

But Zhang Xiaoyuan, who reacted slowly, was patted on the shoulder several times in a daze but didn't say a word. He turned his head and looked like he didn't understand what the other party was going to do. He fell into the eyes of others, as if he didn't want to Like cheering.

This is more embarrassing.

Seeing his incomprehensible expression, Uncle Duanbing looked at the cake and then at him, feeling very distressed.

Both groups completed the tasks within the specified time, and then waited for the judges to taste and score.

From left to right, the dishes on Wenle’s side are Spicy Chicken, Toothpick Beef, Stuffed Meat with Green Peppers, Vegetarian Stir-fried Three Shredded Vegetables, and Scallion Omelette.

From right to left, the dishes in the next group are potato omelette, green pepper chicken, vinegar tenderloin, and fried pork with soy sauce and salt.

According to the rules, the ten judges will taste each dish, and after discussion, they will first give the results of each team member in the group. In the second step, the winning group will be selected and one point will be given. Each team member in the group will add one point, and each team member in the losing group will lose one point, and the two with the lowest points in the losing group will be eliminated.

After the host finished reading the rules, he sniffed and stood aside. This is a qualifier, which is mainly for assessment. The captured images will only be used as editing materials and will not be made into a complete program. Therefore, the host and the filming team The group here is mainly based on natural effects, and will not interfere too much.

The camera was aimed at the ten judges sitting in front of the table, cleverly showing a shot of the products provided by the sponsors on the table, and the track machine advanced, giving Wen Le and the others a shot of the players taking turns.

The person who pushed the camera was an old hand. Looking at the two groups, one old and one young, the huge contrast was quite interesting. Anyway, the program team didn't have any requirements in the shooting of the qualifiers, so he simply gave these two groups a few more shots.He always felt that it might be fun to edit such a picture.

The members of the two groups stood next to each other, and Wen Le, as the team leader, happened to be standing next to the leader of the uncle group, the fat man who smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

While waiting for the judges to try the dishes, the uncle suddenly became chatty.

"Young man, where did you find such a group of young students?" In his eyes, Yuan Yiyi, Luo Zixin and Zhang Xiaoyuan should all be at the age of studying.

After Wen Le said it, he asked back. He was also curious about the members of the next-door team.

Speaking of this old man, he felt sad, "Our group was not like this. In the beginning, there was another professional to participate in the competition besides me. Who knew that he drank too much the night before and developed high blood pressure and was sent to the hospital in the middle of the night."

"..." I didn't expect to hear a story, so Wen Le could only comfort him.

The uncle continued: "Actually, when I haven't seen you, I think that although the members of our team are amateurs, there is still hope for advancement."

Wen Le was taken aback, and said politely: "Actually, there are many amateurs in our group."

"Can you have our amateurs? My team members are all recruited by the chess club in the community. They said that if anyone loses this time and is brushed off, they will represent our community to compete with the chess club in another community. Chess game."

This is simply too much to say, Wen Le gave this group of chess masters a thumbs up in his heart.

The uncle’s expression was a bit sad, and he complained, “I know they all want to participate in the chess game, and they are very impatient when cooking.” There are five people in the group, and the other four are here to make soy sauce. He could only vomit bitterness to Wen Le.

Wen Le listened to the middle-aged and elderly people who were confused about making friends, looked at Yi An and Luo Zixin who were a little nervous, and wanted to tell them that there is really no need to be nervous. Just win.

Every dish was tasted by ten judges, except for one dish - stir-fried three silks.

Because of the small portion and the fact that some judges picked it up twice, some of the judges hadn't even had time to taste it, and the three silks on the plate had already been eaten.

The atmosphere was once very awkward.The judges who ate too much sat upright, wiped their mouths with an innocent look, and the judges who hadn’t eaten gave them a reproachful look. Seeing how they tasted it and then tasted it again, this dish of vegetarian fried three silks is absolutely delicious. It's delicious, but they didn't taste a bite, how annoying.

The camera guy took several close-ups of the empty plate and the judges next to him, and a dish gave him a feeling of love and hatred.

The judges began to discuss and score, but they didn't think about it, but they had a disagreement on Sucha Sansi.

A judge said, "I have never eaten this dish, and I disagree with giving it a 4."

Another judge said, "It has to be 4 points, and I'm sorry for the extreme delicacy if I lose one point."

"We haven't tasted it. You can't just say it's delicious. Who knows if it's just a bragging."

"Who made this dish so rare, you are just two seconds late, otherwise you will definitely not be able to say bad things after tasting it."

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They heard all these questions, and Luo Zixin looked at Wen Le with embarrassment.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have eaten so much." If their group lost because of this reason, he might be so sad that he couldn't eat.

Yi An found that Wen Le was still calm and relaxed, as if the judges were discussing the dishes that were not made by him.

Yuan Yiyi was equally calm. He had personally tasted the Vegetarian Stir-Fried Three Shredded Vegetables. In his opinion, among the ten dishes on the table, it was definitely the most delicious dish.As long as the tongues of the judges who have tasted it are not broken, they will definitely give Wen Le the highest score.

But he underestimated how bad the mood would be for those who didn't eat delicious food. Originally, the judges wanted to give Wen Le the highest score in the group, 4 points. Who knew that those judges who didn't eat food argued hard, saying that 4 points were too lacking Based on the facts, Wen Le's score became 3 points.

The highest score of 4 points naturally fell on Yuan Yidao's spicy saliva chicken, while Luo Zixin got 2 points, Yi An got 1 point, Zhang Xiaoyuan got 0 points and [-] points.

"There is no oily smell in this saliva chicken dish. It is very strong with sauce and spicy, 4 points."

Yuan Yiyi accepted this score, and made up his mind to make a dish that was more delicious than fried three silks next time.

"This Furong Fugui cake is well made. Although the taste is slightly lacking, it is creative, and there are layered pancakes under the cake. The taste is good. 2 points."

Luo Zixin thought it was incredible to see the chive omelette that had been changed to a different name and a different plate, and there were a lot of them.

"This toothpick beef dish should actually be worth 2 points, but it is not worthy of the name, and the dishes are a bit inferior. Although the presentation is not good, but the taste is very authentic, 1 point."

Yi An accepted the score calmly. Cooking is just a hobby she uses to escape some reality, and she is just a novice.Although she is not as proficient in cooking as Wen Le and the others, she can reproduce the taste of some simple dishes she has tasted.So she can do some dishes that don't require knife skills or appearance.

The last lowest score left fell on Zhang Xiaoyuan, who was the smallest in the group.

"Little contestant, you have a big problem with green pepper stuffed meat." A judge said earnestly.

"I have eaten meat stuffed with green peppers for so many years, but this is the first time I have eaten green peppers that are still half raw, but the meat stuffing inside is already cooked."

Are green peppers half raw?

The four people in the group looked at Zhang Xiaoyuan at the same time. They all remembered that the green peppers on the outside of the stuffed green pepper meat were obviously soft, and some were even burnt at the edges.

Luo Zixin bowed and asked quietly, "Xiaoyuan, what's the matter with your green pepper, you haven't cooked it before?" It's impossible, the meat wrapped inside is already cooked, how could the green pepper on the outside be uncooked? ?

Yi An also thought it was impossible, "Xiaoyuan, did you fry the minced meat separately before?" Because of this order, the green peppers were not cooked.

But Wen Le suddenly thought of something, and after looking at the plate of green peppers in front of the judge, he realized something was wrong.

He asked Zhang Xiaoyuan, "Did you switch to fried green peppers later?"

Zhang Xiaoyuan pushed his glasses without admitting or denying it, as if in a daze.

"Okay, stop pretending, the little meow pattern on that green pepper has changed." Wen Le sighed, "When did you change it?"

He didn't even realize that, if it wasn't for the different pattern of the previous green pepper, he might not have recognized it.

"No, it's not Meow, it's Xiaomi." Zhang Xiaoyuan raised her head with a serious face.

"Did you really change the green peppers halfway? Did you take out the minced meat and wrap them in new green peppers and fry them again?" Luo Zixin was convinced.

He just wanted to knock the kid's head open to see what kind of brain circuit would do such a thing.

As if knowing that she made a mistake, Zhang Xiaoyuan was obedient and honest, lowered her head a little frustrated, and didn't even turn back when she was despised by Luo Zixin.

Wen Le hurriedly acted as a peacemaker, "Forget it, he's still a child, he has learned his lesson this time, and it's fine if he doesn't commit the crime next time."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Zhang Xiaoyuan and said, "Although you only got 0 points this time, you don't need to be angry. You can make these in a short time, and you can also re-carve a row of cats, which proves that you are very good." Capable."

Sure enough, after such coaxing, Zhang Xiaoyuan wasn't so depressed anymore.

Yi An looked a little surprised, and she asked Wen Le quietly, "You really aren't angry at all, what if you lose? Everyone in the group will deduct one point."

Wen Le, "There's nothing to be angry about, we're going to win anyway."

I thought Wen Le would say that we should be patient with children, but I didn't expect Wen Le to be confident.

"Then what if we lose, you really don't blame Madoka?" Yi An asked.

"What if we lose?" Wen Le smiled softly, "I'll let him know what the Green Pepper Nightmare is."