Conan started from the chat group

Huang Rong: "Noodles are usually very simple, and the ingredients are also very common. Could it be a rolling pin?"

Nami: "It should be impossible, not many people in that group use rolling pins."

Yingmuhua said: "I think the little head is so pitiful, it's over before it starts."

The corner of Situ Xiu's mouth twitched. Sakuragi's words were a bit too informative, and the other Xiao Mengxins definitely didn't understand.

Boomer: "No, that person has finished cooking."

Guo Xiang: "It's over, it's really hopeless now."

Nami: "The knife on the neck of the bald monk is so scary. Just now, the little head took a peek and was driven away by this guy."

Huang Rong: "I remember this guy uses bone broth."

In the picture of the time mirror, a bald man shouted and raised his right hand high. All the chefs who were cooking looked over there and whispered one by one.

Situ Xiu: "You don't have to worry, this is just the qualifiers, and five players will be selected to enter the finals."

Xiaomao: "But the little boss hasn't started yet, and the rest of them have done almost the same, and it's not his turn."

Situ Xiu: "Just making pasta doesn't mean you can pass the test."

Everyone was right after thinking about it, the super chef competition is so strict, if they don't meet the requirements, they will definitely not pass the preliminary selection.

In the mirror of time, the five judges walked to the stove of the bald man, looked at a piece of white dough on the chopping board, and were stunned.

Nami: "This guy didn't do a good job. He raised his hand with a piece of dough, and the group of judges were dumbfounded."

Boomer: "Eating dough, this person must not have a brain problem, this is not noodles at all."

Guo Xiang: "Look at him throwing the dough upwards."

In the time mirror, the bald man suddenly threw the dough on the chopping board upwards, and then stepped on it with both feet, and he flew to the dough in the sky, picked up the double knives around his neck with both hands, and quickly cut the dough.

Situ Xiu: "Show, it's really a show."

Guo Xiang: "The Chef of the Acrobatic Troupe".

Boulma: "It's amazing, all the cut noodles fell into the pot accurately."

The rest of the people stared blankly at the picture in the time mirror. After the bald man cut the noodles in the air, those noodles automatically flew into the boiling hot pot. After a few breaths, the boiling water boiled.

The bald man scooped up the noodles and put them into the broth bowl, then put down the things in his hands, waved his hands, and motioned the judges to have a taste.

Nami: "Don't pass the level, he's just a chef of the acrobatic troupe".

Boomer: "It's unpalatable, it's unpalatable."

Yingmuhua said: "No way, my stomach is full from looking at it, that side looks so delicious."

Xiaomao: "I can smell a fragrance through the mirror of time, I may have hallucinations."

The divers looked at the fragrant noodle soup in the mirror of time, and some of them swallowed unconsciously.

The five judges in the picture began to taste the noodles. Just after taking a bite of the noodles, the faces of the five people suddenly showed surprise, and then they ate big mouthfuls, and after a while, they all showed happy smiles.

Guo Xiang: "It seems delicious, I really want to try it."

Huang Rong: "He has passed the test, and the chance of the little boss is one less."

Blue Rabbit: "That girl hasn't come yet".

Boomer: "Come, come."

Not long after the bald man in the picture passed the preliminary selection, Dudu came back with a heavy sack with both hands, and the little boss happily took out a big black stone from the bag.

Xiaomao: "Big stone, I have been waiting for this thing for so long. What does this have to do with cooking?"

Boulma: "The little master smashed the stone, there must be something good in the stone."

Nami: "He put the slag from the crushed stone into the hot water pot, it looks so dirty, can it still be eaten?"

Blue Rabbit: "What kind of food is this? Does anyone know what that stone is?"

Guo Xiang: "I have never been to a kitchen since I grew up, so I don't know what the use of this kind of stone is."

It is even more impossible for the rest of the divers to know that everyone has a different identity, and no one has cooked food, let alone entered the kitchen.

In the mirror of time, the little master is holding the wooden pole with both hands and constantly stirring the hot water pot. At this time, someone has passed the preliminary selection, and there are only 3 places left, and the little master is just preparing to cook food.

Everyone was silent, Situ Xiu couldn't help shaking his head when he saw that the first two dishes didn't glow. This kind of food is definitely not the best food. In the world of Xiao Daojia, only the food that glows is considered the best food.

When Xiaodang was kneading flour, another contestant passed the preliminary selection, and there were only two remaining places. All the contestants looked nervous. At this time, one contestant

Boulma: "Wow, the handsome guy is ramen, it's amazing."

Nami: "My little brother is dancing, so handsome."

Guo Xiang: "It's unbelievable, this is ramen, dancing like a fairy."

Situ Xiu: "Xiu'er, is that you?"

Yingmuhua said: "I doubt that this guy is an undercover chef. Others are not as good as him."

Huang Rong: "It doesn't matter if he is handsome, he can also cook, and what's even more amazing is that he can dance. I have to praise him for being excellent."

Xiaomao: "The noodles he pulls are so thin."

Blue Rabbit: "It's not good, he also passed, there is only one place left."

After the genius Afeila in the time mirror made the noodles, he fried them with low-temperature oil. After processing for less than a few minutes, the noodles were ready. After the five judges tasted them, they unanimously approved, and there was only one remaining place.

Chapter 81 The Little Master Passes the Preliminary Competition

The world of the little masters of China!

There was only one person left in the quota, and all the contestants showed panicked expressions. Only Xiaodangjia kneaded the flour in a leisurely manner. After kneading for an unknown amount of time, Xiaodangjia fixed the kneaded dough on two wooden poles respectively.

"Doo, you take it"

In the corridor, the little master handed the other wooden pole to Dudu, and said: "Dudu has it, don't let it go."

"Xiao Dang" Dudu hadn't finished speaking, his face showed surprise, and he saw that Xiao Dang kept stepping back, and the dough kept stretching, I don't know how many meters it stretched.

After pulling the noodles, the little master shouted loudly: "Dudu, let go."

The two released the wooden pole at the same time, the elongated face retracted automatically, curled up a few times in the air, and landed on the cutting board of Xiaodangjia impartially.