Hitchhiker

"Nice job!" Ran Mo, who learned about the incident through other channels, gave a high thumbs up, "The easiest way to deal with such pickers is to let them know that even herbivores have fangs! "

"Actually, that's not my original intention." Chefs want to use their dishes to make diners happy, but today he did the exact opposite.

"Okay, it's all over, so don't think about them anymore. I just asked the kitchen to prepare some fresh meat dishes, and you haven't eaten dinner, so why don't you come to cook with me?" Ran Mo has always been a diversion A master of concentration, it only takes a few minutes to make Wei Huaqing happy, "By the way, you haven't said yet, where did you get fresh rotten maids in this winter, why don't I know?" ?”

"In modern society, not to mention the well-developed north-south transportation, even off-season vegetables are also grown in greenhouses? A little rotten maid, as long as you have the heart, it's not too difficult to get. It's just a pity, Mr. Ran recently The desire to eat something new is about to come to nothing." It's a pity that the ingredients are missing.

"Didn't you make two servings and leave them for the old man? Let's go, it's time for us to eat, you are a cook, you should know that eating on time is the best for your health." Regarding Ran Mo's involuntary remarks, La Although Wei Huaqing felt a little speechless about the practice of following people and leaving, after getting used to it for a long time, he got used to it. Moreover, the feeling of being taken care of all the time was very good.

However, whenever he was alone, Wei Huaqing would tell himself that none of the things in front of him belonged to him. When the time came and the witch withdrew his magic, he would have to face the whole world alone, and Ran Mo was doomed. It is to have a normal family, a beautiful and gentle wife and children, which is in line with the natural laws that have been recognized by human beings for thousands of years.

After Fang Changwen's hard lobbying, Wei Huaqing, who was finally able to find a moment of peace, was busy preparing for the upcoming cooking competition.The days passed quickly, as if a long time had passed in the blink of an eye.

Because the culinary art competition does not require the contestants to register in person, Ran Mo sent someone to distribute the registration form printed and issued by the competition among his own chefs, and then eliminated some internally who would be a waste of time. The following are submitted to the organizing committee together, just waiting for the contest party to announce the competition location.

On the day of the competition, Ran Mo and Luo Kaiyan simply booked a hotel room in advance, and sent the ten contestants including Wei Huaqing there early.The only difference from previous years is that Ran Mo, who used to only appear in the finals, has been with the team since the preliminary round.

"The preliminaries are held together with many games. Even if you stand in the lobby and watch the live broadcast, you can't tell why. Moreover, you can only watch one game. Why don't you take the number plate and find a place to rest first." Ran Mo, who was involved in the competition process, whispered in Wei Huaqing's ear, "If you want to know more about your opponent, you might as well ask me. Not only do I have first-hand information on chefs of all colors collected over the years, but also the preferences of the judges..."

"Information is dead, people are alive, and after three years, everyone's level will change slightly. Moreover, not only the last season, but also the last season, last season, I didn't participate, I believe there must be many players who are similar to me. Don't underestimate the enemy." Wei Huaqing was annoyed by Ran Mo Nian, so he simply turned around and pushed him down on the chair in the lobby, and turned around to continue studying the real-time broadcast screen above his head.

Among them, some people's cooking skills are still worth learning.Then look at the number plate you have drawn, well, according to the current progress, when it is your turn, it will be the time when all the judges are the most tired. After a few mouthfuls, he might not even have the desire to taste it with chopsticks.

Therefore, he should really think about this dish.

The dishes with big oil and big meat must not be cooked. It is estimated that the judges will have a mouthful of eating something that is too light and simple. It is strange that they can taste the taste.

After some thought, when it was Wei Huaqing's turn to cook, he selected a big plump scallop and a pineapple from the ingredients prepared by the organizer according to the number of judges, and the rest of the ingredients were much simpler.But even so, when he was selecting materials, he still encountered a little trouble.

I don’t know how this group of players did it. There was a young man who had been following him since he started selecting materials. He saw him take scallops and pineapples, and then picked them up and put them in the basket. When it came time to choose accessories Sometimes they even intensified and started to compete with him for ingredients.

Wei Huaqing was a little confused about what this person wanted to do. Fortunately, the organizer had prepared a lot of ingredients, and they were replenishing them at any time. It didn't happen that he wanted something but was taken away by his opponent.

If these can be regarded as accidental incidents, when Wei Huaqing stood behind the stove and saw that the other party was next to him, he would be too slow to understand that someone planned to tear down his station.

But time was too tight, the organizing committee gave everyone an hour, and they couldn't bring assistants in. Wei Huaqing didn't have time to think about who was playing tricks, so he could only hurry up and take the problem out to Ran. Mo, let him find a way to check.

Because the promotion rate of the preliminary competition is 5:1, and each group has twenty contestants. Although there are many people, there are too many dishes to choose from. Who can have such a special dish in their hands?It was the first time the organizing committee met Wei Huaqing and this person who made almost the same dishes when they bumped into each other. The eyes of the few people on the rostrum lit up instantly .

Wei Huaqing wasn't too worried about his pineapple rice with grilled scallops. He had already absorbed enough pineapple and other ingredients to make the delicious rice plump. It was unexpectedly delicious, even the soup that might have been wasted was completely absorbed by the rice, making the diners want the next one after eating one, completely eliminating the anorexia emotion before.

With Wei Huaqing's background, the judges naturally looked forward to another young man's dish.But since Wei Huaqing already knew that someone was following him, he still dared to act according to the original plan, because he was sure of victory, and no one could imitate the similar flavor of what he made.

Sure enough, most of the judges shook their heads in comparison between the two.Wei Huaqing knew this would be the result, and exited the arena proudly.

"You told me about following the trend. I asked my grandfather. The old man said that he specially tuned the video. What's interesting is that this person is watching you almost the whole time cooking. You do every step and he follows. If it wasn't for you In the end, I added the pepper powder I brought in, and this time I really don’t know who will win or lose.” Ran Mo, who returned to the hotel a step late, brought back a news that surprised Wei Huaqing, “It seems that it is Someone misses you."

"Or Jingmei and Fang Changwen?" Apart from these two, Wei Huaqing couldn't think of anyone else who was so boring.

"There is no direct evidence yet, but if you want, I can look for it." The action is so obvious that it is almost ostentatious, so don't leave too many clues.

"No need." It can be blocked for a while but not forever, "This time, they probably spent their money and don't want me to stand out. But the more they make such a fuss, the more determined I am to compete. Moreover, if I am not mistaken, today's event will definitely not be the last time. Could you drive out all suspicious contestants for me? Thinking about it, it seems unrealistic."

"Then let them do the damage?"

"Doesn't the organizing committee have a video, can you find a way to make a copy for me?"

"You want to go to them with evidence?" This method is also good, but the video is not direct evidence, and the chef who was caught can completely deny it, saying that he just wants to follow suit. After all, the competition has never stipulated that no Two contestants cook the same dish during the free play period.

"Do I look like someone who would do that kind of boring thing?" Since the other party dared to do this, he must have more than just the superficial calculations. "I just want to collect these things."

"Then?"

"Then... I haven't thought about it yet. In short, let's collect it first." Finally tidied himself up, and recorded the experience he got after watching other people's cooking during the day in his notebook. Wei Huaqing took a picture very naturally. Patting the quilt on the bed, "If there is nothing else, can I rest first?"

"Ah..." Ran Mo glanced around, as if he didn't understand Wei Huaqing's words at all, he didn't even move his hand supporting the bed.

"Is there... something else?" Ran Mo's actions made Wei Huaqing feel a little confused, "If there is something else, can we talk about it quickly? I want to rest early today, and then I will go to the nearby vegetable market tomorrow morning. Today The thing reminded me, like the secret weapon of special pepper powder, it is better to prepare more."

"Indeed, be prepared."

"What were you trying to say just now?"

"Well...it's not too important."

"Can we talk about it tomorrow?"

"that……"

"What is it that makes you such a straightforward person, there are times when it's hard to tell?"

"It's okay, you go to bed first." Ran Mo gritted his teeth a few times when the words came to his lips, but he still couldn't express his thoughts at this time.

Maybe, the time is not right!

After returning to his room, Ran Mo lay on his back on the bed, staring at the chandelier on the ceiling, as if he could see a flower from it.