The gourmet master on the tongue

"Everyone, this is the end of the first round of competition. The next round is scheduled to start at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Everyone can go back and rest first." The host said on stage.

Ou Hongjun held the competition mainly to promote his homestay, so naturally he tried to extend the competition time as much as possible to attract more attention.

What's more, now that there is Yanran participating in the competition, he hopes that the competition can be held for a month.

The promoted chefs began to pack their things and prepare to leave.

Yan Ran also prepared to wash his hands and return to the homestay.

At this time, the system sounded a task prompt.

[Three-star task: Make Wushan butter cakes for the audience to eat. Every time you get a compliment, you can reward 2 hours of kitchen cube usage time, and the rewards are not capped. 】

Yan Ran nodded slightly. Although the rewards are not many, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

He immediately re-ignited the pot.

He Jinrui and Lin Hemiao walked over.

"Yan Ran, let's go back and rest!" He Jinrui said.

"I won't go back yet. Everyone likes the shortbread I made. Anyway, I have nothing to do when I'm free, so I might as well make some for everyone to eat." Yan Ran said.

"That's just right, I also want to try the taste of Wushan shortbread." He Jinrui said with a smile.

Lin Hemiao also looked at Yanran expectantly.

Yan Ran smiled slightly and started making Wushan shortbread.

When the chefs who were about to leave saw Yan Ran making shortbread, many of them stopped in their tracks.

Xian Zhaohui, Ou Hongjun and the others on the stage did not leave immediately, but fixedly looked at Yanran's booth.

"Yan Ran, are you planning to continue making shortbread?" Xian Zhaohui said.

"It's just right, let's try the shortbread made by this big star together." Ou Hongjun said with a smile.

"Well, you have to have a good taste." Xian Zhaohui said.

Yan Ran's techniques were skillful, and he made a dozen Wushan butter cakes in a short time.

The freshly baked Wushan shortbread has the strongest fragrance, and a burst of crispy fragrance began to waft from the arena.

It used to be that so many chefs made shortbread together, and the aromas repeated each other, so it was not easy to make them stand out.

Now the whole audience is making shortbread, and the aroma instantly becomes amazing.

"It smells delicious!" Xian Zhaohui said.

"It seems that Yanran does have some strength." Said a judge named Yi Ronghai next to him.

"If they didn't have the strength, those chefs who failed the selection would have fallen apart." Ou Hongjun said with a smile.

Yi Ronghai nodded knowingly.

The faces of the chefs under the stage changed slightly when they smelled the fragrance.

They looked at each other with involuntary surprise in their eyes.

He Jinrui and Lin Hemiao each picked up a shortbread and ate it.

The ghee cake is crispy and fragrant, sweet but not greasy, and the light fruity aroma is intoxicating.

"Delicious!" He Jinrui gave Yan Ran a thumbs up.

Yan Ran smiled happily.

Others' compliments and likings certainly made him happy, but He Jinrui's compliments made him even more delighted.

"I'll go and talk to the organizer, lest too many people rush in together, and if something happens, it will be troublesome." He Jinrui said.

Yan Ran nodded slightly.

"I'll give some to the judges to try." He Jinxing said.

If you want the other party to help, you have to show your sincerity.

Yan Ran readily agreed.

He Jinxing took two plates of Wushan shortbread and walked to the judging panel.

"Hello, judges, this is Yan Ran's shortbread, please have a taste." He Jinrui said.

Xian Zhaohui, Ou Hongjun and others smiled and nodded, each took a shortbread and ate it.

"Well, the taste is really good!" Xian Zhaohui praised.

"Well, it's really delicious, and Yan Ran's craftsmanship is good!" Ou Hongjun also nodded in praise.

After the rest of the judges tasted it, they all praised it.

"Judges, Yanran wants to make shortbread cakes for the audience. In order to avoid chaos later on, I would like to ask, can you arrange security to maintain order?" He Jinrui asked.

"Of course! No problem!" Ou Hongjun replied immediately.

Yanran is a big star, even if Yanran didn't ask, he would try his best to keep Yanran safe.

"Thank you!" He Jinrui said.

"Should be, should be." Ou Hongjun waved his hand.

He immediately sent someone to order the security guard to do something.

The promoted chefs felt uneasy when they saw this situation.

Does this count as bribing the judges and audience?The chefs thought to themselves.

They didn't want Yanran to be the champion, so they all stayed and started to cook Wushan butter cakes.

Several chefs who had already left rushed back to the arena after hearing the news that many promoted chefs stayed in the arena to make Wushan shortbread for the audience.

The entire game site seemed to be another overtime match, with a strong fire, crispy aroma, and crowded crowds.

Seeing this situation, Xian Zhaohui, Ou Hongjun and others couldn't help laughing.

Thirty chefs make Wushan shortbread together, and there is no time limit. The audience watching the competition is a blessing.

Under the control of the security guards, the audience entered the venue one after another to taste the delicious food.

At first, Ou Hongjun was a little worried that so many people would rush into the arena, so he needed to find some security guards.

As a result, most of the audience gathered at Yanran's booth, and the security guards basically only needed to maintain order in front of Yanran's booth.

As for the other chefs, some people went to eat there.

But compared with Yan Ran's fiery booth, that deserted scene was nothing worth mentioning.

"It's so delicious! This shortbread is so fragrant!"

"Yan Ran, the shortbread you made is really delicious!"

"I didn't expect that one day I would be able to eat shortbread made by a big star, hehehe."

……

Seeing the heat in front of Yanran's booth and hearing everyone's praise for Yanran, the other chefs felt really uncomfortable.

Han Wei is No.2, and the shortbread he made is also delicious, so there are 30 people queuing in front of the booth.

But compared with the hundreds of people in front of Yanran's booth, it pales in comparison.

The more Han Wei watched it, the more unhappy he felt. These audiences were not for eating shortbread at all, but for chasing stars.

After working for half an hour, Han Wei didn't feel like continuing to work, so he simply turned off the fire and went back to rest.

The No.2 Han Wei is still like this, and the situation of other chefs is mediocre.

In less than an hour, all the chefs on site were gone.

You can't go if you don't go, Yanran's advantage is simply crushing.

Han Wei, who returned to the homestay, became more and more unhappy as he thought about it. On the one hand, he was upset that the audience only knew about chasing stars, and on the other hand, he was curious whether Yanran's shortbread tasted really that good.

After thinking about it, he asked the people at the homestay to help him line up and get some shortbread back.

After waiting for nearly an hour, the staff of the hotel returned to the hotel with two shortbread.

"There are too many people in line, and I waited for a long time to get in." The employee said.

Han Wei took the shortbread from the staff, and smelled it closely. It was really delicious.

He took out a shortbread and tasted it.

At the beginning, his expression was resentful, and as he chewed, his expression began to soften, then slowly turned to surprise, and finally settled on loss.

Yanran's shortbread is really delicious, better than his!

This truth hit him too hard!

Before, he could push the results of the competition to Yanran's status as a star, but now he knows that Yanran is not only a star, but also better at making shortbread.

How can this be accepted?

Han Wei sat on the chair in a daze for a long time, until the other shortbread was completely cold, and he slowly came back to his senses.

It's just the first round, there are two more rounds to come!Maybe Yanran just happened to be doing a good job of shortbread.Han Wei thought so in his heart.

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At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Han Wei got up after taking a nap.

Hearing that Yan Ran was still making shortbread in the arena, he walked over to have a look.

When he came to the shade of the trees beside the arena, he looked at the long queue in front of Yanran's booth. Although he still felt a little uncomfortable, he was not as dissatisfied as before.

Cooking skills are like kung fu, people are better than you, so you have to endure your discomfort.

"That's amazing. If he does this, how can we compare?" said a person in front of him.

"How to say?" The person next to him was puzzled.

"Isn't he blatantly buying people's hearts? You see, the judges and the audience all ate the shortbread he made. Who will they vote for tomorrow's competition?" the man said.

"Speaking of which, Yan Ran is indeed very scheming!" Someone echoed.

"A star, that star has no scheming? Isn't that the case in the entertainment industry?"

"That's right, isn't there often news about star intrigues on the Internet?"

"Then what should we do? Do we still need to participate in the competition?"

Someone saw Han Wei and immediately said, "Brother Han, you should be very angry if you do this, right?"

Han Wei remained silent.

The group of people obviously wanted to pull Han Wei into the same camp, and one of them said: "Brother Han, you are No.2, if you do this, you are running with him, no matter how good your cooking skills are, it is useless! "

"Yeah, Brother Han, if you don't say anything, you might be No. 1." Another person said.

Han Wei looked at them quietly, and after a moment of silence, he slowly uttered a sentence: "You guys should try the shortbread he made before talking about it!"

"What do you mean?" Someone frowned slightly.

The clever one immediately asked, "Have you ever eaten the shortbread he made?"

Han Wei nodded.

"delicious?"

Han Wei nodded again.

"Tastier than your cooking?"

As soon as these words came out, Han Wei subconsciously wanted to roll his eyes, so it was best to hold back.

He looked at the man fixedly, and nodded firmly.

Everyone: "..."

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and they are silent for a while.

After a while, someone suggested: "How about we try?"

"Try what? Are you going to line up? I'm not going!"

"I'm not going either!"

"I want you to go, I won't go!"

……

After arguing for a long time, everyone had to go to someone for help.

Han Wei didn't want to continue reading, so he went back to the hotel.

After a long time, the people sent by the chefs to line up to get the shortbread came back one after another.

After the chef who got the shortbread first tasted it, they all remained silent, turned and left the arena.

The rest of the chefs who hadn't tried it stayed where they were in a daze.

"How does it taste? You should leave after talking!" Someone said impatiently.

One of the people who tried the shortbread looked back at him: "Go back and wash and sleep!"

That person: "..."