Fame starts with the radio

Chapter 455 Baiwei Soup

Zhang Biao swallowed in horror, and quickly changed his words.

"It's all Zhuang Hong's fault. The competition topic we discussed was the special dish. Zhuang Hong changed the rules on a whim during the competition, saying that it would be interesting to increase the difficulty. Because of the cost of recording and live broadcast, the director The group agreed."

"Hmph, do you think I'm a fool? Zhuang Hong is just a talkative host, how can he have so much energy to change the rules of the show?"

"I...I didn't lie to you. Although he is only a host, he has a good relationship with the director of the fruit station. Moreover, the director team also reported to the director when the rules were changed. This is their tacit approval."

……

The eyes of the man in black in the car turned, as if he was thinking about whether what Zhang Biao said was true or not. After a while, he snorted again.

"I will report the situation to the boss truthfully this time. I hope there will be no mistakes next time. It will be good for you and me."

Zhang Biao got out of the car in fear. Seeing the man in black drive away, he breathed a sigh of relief, but at this moment, a person asked softly from behind.

"Did he believe it?"

Zhang Biao turned his head to look, but Meng Changyun was standing behind, wearing a blue shirt fluttering gently in the wind.

"I should believe it..."

Just after finishing speaking, Zhang Biao looked up at the gate of Tianxin Bieyuan not far away, and said suspiciously.

"Just now he suddenly mentioned the issue of the location of this competition. From his expression, I feel...he seems to care about Tianxin Bieyuan very much. Is this place special?"

"Tianxin Bieyuan?"

Meng Changyun raised his head and looked over, but he couldn't see anything special, so he shook his head.

"Forget it, let's stop talking about this. Someone from above asked me to inform you. You may have to work hard. You could come back after the game, but...the plan was temporarily changed, and they plan to let you continue..."

"Continue? Didn't you say it's over this time?"

Zhang Biao's expression was a little silent, and Meng Changyun shook his head guiltily.

"I don't know the specifics, but... I heard someone say... It seems that there is something wrong with the time calculation."

"Then I..."

"The higher-ups let me tell you that although there is a deviation in the time calculation, the real time has already been calculated, and there are only two or three years at the latest. You will come back when the time comes, but...you have to take care of yourself during this time." protect yourself."

……

At this moment, Zhao Kun, who was thousands of miles away, was lazily staring at the computer monitor to watch Lingyun [-]v[-]. After watching it, he was about to exit, but missed the monitor at the door.

He snorted, then sneaked out from Zhang Biao, and saw him meeting with Meng Changyun.

"Hiss... Aren't Zhang Biao and Meng Changyun at odds with each other? Why are the two of you today..."

"And who is this man in black? He seems to have seen the specialness of Tianxin Bieyuan. It's so strange..."

"I thought it was just an ordinary food variety show competition, but I didn't expect this situation to become more and more complicated..."

"I just don't know if this group of people has anything to do with Ling Yun, it seems... I have to report to my ancestor..."

Zhao Kun never thinks about things that he can't understand. After saving the video, he got up and walked towards the house.

……

At the same time, Zhou Xuan also got a report in his office, and he scratched his head a little annoyed.

"It used to be a simple matter, but now it has become so complicated? What the hell is this Zhao family trying to do? And the Ning family, how did they get involved? The whole Northwest Shanxi has become a mess, and I don't know who is beating whom. The idea... But all of this seems to have something to do with this Ling Yun, what is this kid's identity? He seems to be an ordinary person..."

……

When all the forces are scratching their heads and can't figure out the situation, all the cores are intersecting, but they are participating in the next day's promotion match without knowing it.

On the stage, Zhuang Hong shouted excitedly.

"Welcome to the 8 most powerful contestants of "The God of Chef in China". The title of our competition today is Baiwei Soup! After the competition, we will eliminate 4 contestants, and the remaining 4 will become "God of Chef in China" Top 4 in the country!"

Hearing that 4 people were going to be eliminated, the 8 players who advanced were a little bit shocked. After all, this is a [-]/[-] promotion rate. No one can guarantee that they will be able to advance by luck. At this moment, including Ling Yun, he also has no confidence. He almost overturned in the first round, and sometimes strength is not the only factor for success.

"Up—soup!"

As the three judges shouted, a smiling beauty in a white cheongsam was holding a wooden plate on which was placed a large blue and white porcelain bowl, which was covered with a red cloth so that it was impossible to see what was inside.

The bowl was placed at the front, and Zhuang Hong smiled and opened his mouth to the eight people.

"Now the eight of you can come on stage."

Eight people came to the stage. At this time, Zhang Biao opened the red cloth with a cold face, but saw that in the large blue porcelain bowl, the bottom of the light yellow soup could be seen. Ning Tian picked up a spoon and scraped it from the basin, Zhuang Hong said with a smile.

"Hehe, don't bother, this Baiwei soup has been filtered, and there is nothing in the soup."

"Hehe, Mr. Zhuang, what shall we compare this time? How should we compare?"

Ning Tian sneered at the old man and asked, and the others also showed expressions of curiosity and doubt.

At this moment, Meng Changyun smiled and said.

"I used a total of 100 ingredients for this Baiwei soup. The requirement of our competition today is that you all guess the ingredients used in it one by one through tasting. Whoever can't guess first will be eliminated until 4 people are eliminated!! !"

Zhuang Hong then laughed.

"Okay, now each of you has 3 tasting opportunities! In 5 minutes, our competition will officially start!!!"

After hearing this, the 8 people who were still in a daze just now came to the front one after another, smelling and tasting, some nodded occasionally, some frowned slightly, and some muttered something in their mouths.

"Okay, time is up, please return to your own positions. Next, we will start to answer each person's name one by one in order. Each person only has 10 seconds of thinking time at most..."

Zhuang Hong finished reading the last rule with a smile, and then the game officially started! ! !
"Mint!"

Ling Yun was still relishing the cool aftertaste of the soup just now, when he saw Zhuang Hong's gaze on him, he quickly answered.

"correct answer!"

Zhuang Hong nodded with a smile, and then his eyes fell on Ning Tian. The guy let out an ah, and then quickly blurted out.

"red dates!"

Then the others began to answer quickly.

"Goji berries!"

"Osmanthus fragrans!"

"Barley!"

"lemongrass!"

"lemon grass!"

"clove!"

……

There are 100 kinds of ingredients, so as a professional chef, even if they are blind in the early stage, they can get a few of them right, not to mention they also tasted this soup.

Therefore, after the game started, there were almost no jams, and most people could quickly answer the correct ingredients.

(End of this chapter)