Big Devil Slime it's soft

"Ke, Ke Shen!" Sang Lu was terrified, pointed his hand forward, and shouted.

The young man hurriedly put his sunglasses back on, grabbed Sanglu's shoulders, and led him to the side as if hooking his shoulders.

"Be quiet," he suppressed his voice, "You want to kill me."

"Kekekekekekeshen..." Sang Lu turned his eyes into mosquito coils, repeating a sentence meaninglessly.

As a singer, Ke Shen has a "starlike" demeanor. Seeing Sang Lu like this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Come." He waved to the female assistant behind him: "You will know if it tastes good or not."

As he spoke, he handed him two snacks from the devil's restaurant opposite.

Sang Lu suddenly woke up.

His face sank again, and he took the "cup" of chicken wings first.

The cardboard was rolled up and made into an ice cream cone shape, and the chicken wings were placed inside.

Holding it in your hand, the first feeling is that it is stable and convenient, because there is a heat insulation layer, it keeps warm and does not burn your hands.

Sanglu does takeout and is very familiar with this material.But they use lunch boxes all year round, and they pay attention to "sealed" and "no leaks", and they don't study how to hold them conveniently.

Rather, most shops don't have this awareness - after all, it's just a one-night event, who would care about it?

Can meet face to face.

Some things have to be experienced in person to feel the heart.

Sang Lu pursed his lips, and found that there was a small roll of tinfoil pasted on the outside of the package of the cardboard roll.

"This is convenient for you to eat." Ke Shen said, tore a small piece of tin foil, pinched the bone at one end of the chicken wing, picked it up, and shook it in front of Sanglu's eyes: "Look, aren't your hands dirty?"

Sang Lu: "..."

The bamboo sticks provided by Sanglu's house are exactly the same as those offered by rice crust sellers.In fact, bamboo sticks can't support chicken wings, he knew, but he didn't think so much.

Sang Lu struggled a bit: "But we sent disinfectant and wet wipes."

"Well," Ke Shen took a bite of the chicken wings, "They have them too."

Sang Lu was speechless.

But he still couldn't accept such a reason.

So what if it’s convenient and thoughtful, it’s just superficial, the most important thing about food is... huh?

Sang Lu took a small bite, then stopped moving.

It took a while to chew and swallow the chicken wings.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Ke Shen smiled: "There are also salted egg yolk vermicelli, try it, it's also very good."

Sang Lu seemed to have never heard of it.

The chicken wings turned out to be really delicious, especially delicious, even better than the one he was proud of... More delicious.

The thickness of the dough is just right, if it is too much, it will be too tender, and it will be too crispy.It is fully integrated with the delicious gravy, and the noodle fragrance dances wildly on the tip of the tongue.

The chicken wings are big, but there is still a taste in the center. You can't help but stick your tongue between the two bones, and even the tender meat can taste the aroma of the marinade.

Even the salted egg yolk that he despises is not a failure, but a perfect embellishment.The sandy egg yolk enriches the taste of the chicken wings, but it is not too heavy, which makes people feel overwhelming.

This is a perfect salted egg yolk chicken wing no matter who tries it.

Sang Lu was silent in bewilderment, and took the box of stewed vermicelli after a while.

The small fork is neither big nor small, and a portion of vermicelli sticks out on the lunch box like a snow mountain, which is very cute.

Take a sip, and it's a taste that no one can fault.

There are hundreds of shops in the whole venue, and the shops and tourists jointly weave a summer night scene.

Sang Lu looked up, everyone was smiling.It is the joy and satisfaction brought by delicious food, created by them together.

But none of the diners who left outside his shop seemed happier than those who came out from the opposite side.

reason?It's just a matter of heart.

Sang Lu had already forgotten about the singer judge, he stood there for a while, and then ran out suddenly.He tried his best to push away the diners in line, and he was so crowded that his head almost fell off before he reached the side of the front row.

As soon as he raised his head, he almost bumped into a bunch of old men and women.Each of them had a "chicken wing ice cream" in their hands, and they were admiring that it was convenient, easy to handle and delicious, and their wrinkles bloomed from their smiles.

When they passed through, another pair of mother and daughter came to meet them. The little girl who was only as high as the thighs was holding a fan box like a snow mountain, and said sweetly: "Mom, mine is a blue fork. I like blue forks best." La."

……

When Sang Lu finally came to the front of the lottery, 5 minutes had passed.

He looked up and saw that the number of small flowers had reached an astonishing 5689.

Sang Lu almost didn't mention it in one breath.

This is no longer a question of excellence, this is simply a cliff-like gap! ?

Whether it is business philosophy or cooking techniques, the few snacks of Devil's Restaurant are almost impeccable.

Is this the real level of facial paralysis?

So everything before was just playing him!

Luckily, he believed in that shit, he just learned how to cook for a month!Also "100 Kitchen Tips for Beginners"!Ahhhhh!

Sang Lu knew that he had been defeated, and he had no other thoughts, so he stood blankly in front of the lottery.

While he was in confusion, someone on the left called him, "Hey, it's you."

Sang Lu turned his head messily in the wind.

Qiu Qiu picked up a basket and looked at him curiously: "You came to see me? It's almost time for the game, do you want to go together?"

"Ah? Oh." Sang Lu continued to be messy.

Sang Lu went back to get the ingredients for the competition for a while, and came out again with a dull expression, following behind Qiu Qiu with hands and feet.

While brainstorming, he walked more than ten meters away, finally regained his senses, and said with difficulty: "Well, your snacks are delicious."

"That's right." Qiu Qiu said happily, "Grandma's cooking has always been delicious. Today, Yan Xiaoyu helped to watch the stopwatch to remind me to start the pot. The fried food is also just right."

"?" Sang Lu was stunned: "Didn't you do it?"

"No, I want to compete. Grandma made it." Qiu Qiu said proudly, "Grandma has been cooking medicinal food for more than ten years, and she is very skillful."

"…………"

Sang Lu subconsciously wants to return to the state of elation, for example, what credit do you have?But when he saw Qiu Qiu's expressionless side face, he suddenly deflated like a deflated ball.

Better stop laughing at it.

Be vigilant.

Maybe.

This person always feels unfathomable.

Sang Lu conjectured, maybe he was just pretending to be stupid... The reason for his facial paralysis is because he has been transformed into a human body. He is actually 30 meters tall, able to drive a heavy devil mech, put his body into a vacuum, and kick a star to explode. The Zerg and the wormhole were blown up...

Haha, how is it possible.

However, 10 minutes later, Sanglu felt the malice from the world.

The idol in his dreams, Master Wang Wu, whom he adores so much that he can't wait to set up a longevity tablet at home and burn incense devoutly... actually really knows Qiu Qiu.

"I remember you. You are also a chef?" The master paused when he saw him as he passed by the competition area, and asked casually.

"Hello, Master." Qiu Qiu raised his face and said, "I just learned it not long ago."

Wang Wu was once dissatisfied with Qiu Qiu because of his untrue comment on a pie, but it was later proved that Qiu Qiu had a different taste and was not at fault.

Master Wang was indeed a little embarrassed at that time, but it has all dissipated at this moment.

He only said sternly: "Study is not a matter of a few days, but a long-term accumulation. I will evaluate you truthfully."

Qiu Qiu said happily: "Thank you, master."

After all, Wang Wu's face softened, as if he was satisfied with his reaction, and he walked forward steadily.

The other two judges following behind him, Jiang Li and Ke Shen, also passed them without turning their eyes.

Jiang Li seemed to have never seen Qiu Qiu before, and he didn't even send him half a look; Ke Shen, who had already walked two meters, suddenly turned around, took off his sunglasses, and winked at Qiu Qiu.

Qiu Qiu: "?"

Qiu Qiu turned his head and asked Sang Lu who had been silent all this time: "What does his action just now mean?"

Sanlu didn't respond.

"Mr. Sang? What's the matter with you?" Qiu Qiu poked Sang Lu once, and saw the man perform a tear burst on the spot, falling down patter, and a puddle of water quickly accumulated under his feet.

"Ah..." Qiu Qiu was taken aback, and quickly jumped away to avoid the puddle of water, only to see Sang Lu roll his eyes and fainted on the ground.

"Ah." Qiu Qiu finally expressed his regret with one word, watched Sang Lu being carried away by the emergency personnel, and fed him salt and sugar water.

This small episode did not affect the progress of the game.

On the hour, the huge light screen in front of the venue lit up.As the female host, Liu Feifei appeared on the screen together with a male partner, announcing the official start of the culinary competition.

For a time, nearly 10 people in the entire venue looked at the sky together, and the fireworks were in full bloom.

There were five professional judges present today, and they stood up one by one amidst the sound of introductions to pay tribute to everyone.

In addition to Wang Wu and Jiang Li who I knew, there were two professional chefs, both of whom were executive chefs of two high-end hotels in the capital.A man and a woman are respectively good at western food baking and Chinese food.

There was another person, the one who winked at Qiu Qiu just now.

As soon as Ke Shen's name came out, the venue exploded, and the sound was so loud that it seemed to shake the goldfish airship in mid-air.

"Everyone—be quiet!" Ke Shen took off his sunglasses, his peach blossom eyes attacked indiscriminately.

He smiled and said, "You are so enthusiastic...do you want to eat my heart?"

As he said that, he made a pistol pose and slammed it.

The venue exploded again.

Qiu Qiu didn't understand what was going on, so he looked around.

Among the chefs sitting with him, some looked obsessed, some screamed, and a fat man sitting next to him scolded contemptuously, "Greasy."

After hearing this, Qiu Qiu looked at Ke Shen in a different way.

When the host announced the rules, Sang Lu came back with a pale face.

He looked around, and would rather squeeze half of the seat to sit next to Qiu Qiu.

As soon as you sit down, he keeps asking you how you met the master, what the master told you, is the master very nice, blah blah blah.

Qiu Qiu could barely hear what the host said about the rules, and he was reluctant to introduce him to Bai Xiaoxu.

When the specific dishes of the first round came out, even Sang Lu was stunned.

"Scrambled eggs?" he repeated.

There were rustling sounds all around, only Qiu Qiu's eyes widened, full of joy: "I like scrambled eggs."

Afterwards, the host announced the prizes for the top [-]. Qiu Qiu was already dizzy with joy.

"It's delicious." Qiu Qiu rubbed his hands, full of energy.

There were too many contestants in the first round, and the professional judges did not leave, but the lucky audience who drew lots voted to determine the ranking.

Qiu Qiu heard some by himself and discussed with the people around him, so he quickly understood the rules.

In short - the eggs must be scrambled to perfection.

Among them, "selling appearance" is even more important.

While beating the eggs with confidence, Qiu Qiu listened to what Sang Lu was persistently whispering into his ear.

Just a few words out, a person suddenly walked in front of the console, and there was a gust of wind when he spoke.

"You really dare to come." The man said viciously.

Qiu Qiu looked up, he was tall and ugly, it was Ma Yuan.

He frowned slightly, and said unhappily: "Go away. The stench has reached my eggs."

Ma Yuan was taken aback for a moment, and then flew into a rage: "What do you mean by you!?"

"I don't even understand this? Say you stink!" Sang Lu was interrupted, more irritable than Ma Yuan, jumped up and shouted: "What are you doing! Do you know who this is? This is what Master Wang Wu said face to face" I remember you' people! Do you know what kind of hand this is? It was the hand that Master Wang Wu touched and expressed his friendliness to!"

Qiu Qiu: "...Huh?"

Sang Lu puffed out his chest and retracted his abdomen, staring like copper bells: "What are you? Does Master remember you? Has he ever held your hand?"

Ma Yuan, who almost grabbed the master's hand, lost his composure and rolled away after being humiliated in the restaurant, his face was livid.