delicious life

After no reporter was found at the scene, he began to speak.

"A Ci, I believe in your ability." There are complex emotions in the undulating tone, which is the recognition of Mo Ci's ability, and the trust and expectation for his younger brother.

"Don't be under psychological pressure. Let's talk about those words after you come back from the game." Mo Yan suddenly turned around and patted Mo Ci's shoulder with little force, but it relieved Mo Ci who had been struggling for a few days. burden.

"Well, I will try my best." Mo Ci muttered, nodded cautiously under the encouragement of his elder brother, opened the car door, exchanged glances with Mo Yan, and walked to the arena alone.

There is no turning back.

Mo Ci only carried some hard-won cooking seasonings that were not restricted by the competition.Follow the street and walk in through the side door of the arena.

Those words... still can only be said to the elder brother... it is not the time to confide.

The tossing and turning of those nights, the complicated thoughts of those nights, were all carefully buried in the bottom of my heart by Mo Ci...just hoping for a chance and timing to speak out.

Mo Ci thought about it carefully. On the afternoon of the day when he broke through, he sent a text message to his elder brother to pay attention to Yu Peishan, but until night... Mo Ci didn't wait for his elder brother to come home.

Even that shameless woman learned from Mrs. Da that she had temporarily returned to her natal home.

I didn't see my eldest brother who had been away for a long time until last night...

Mo Ci wanted to ask his eldest brother if he had received the text message several times, but was signaled by his eyes one by one, and took the words back into his stomach?

Big brother...do you not want to put any pressure on him before the game?

Mo Ci took the number plate for the competition in a trance, and was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

"Mo Ci, why are you here?" The voice from behind made Mo Ci wake up from his trance, turned around, Duan Feng raised his thick sword eyebrows, showing a happy and surprised expression.

"Yeah, you're here anyway." Mo Ci smiled cheerfully, put aside the messy thoughts just now, and was surprised to meet Duan Feng who hadn't seen him for several months.Mo Ci repeated Duan Feng's question, saw the number plate 188 pinned to Duan Feng's waist, and flaunted the number plate 181 in his hand.

"You're here too, I don't know if I can still get the ranking." Duan Feng's teasing made Mo Ci smile embarrassedly.

Stretching his hand, Mo Ci patted Duan Feng's shoulder with the same movement, and smiled back: "With you as my opponent, I will work harder!"

"Wait and see!" Duan Feng narrowed his eyes, his thin lips were pursed into an upward arc, and his cheerful expression added a unique charm to his handsome face.

The two put their shoulders on their shoulders, talking and laughing all the way, and walked into the arena together.

The food competition of "Food Everyday" is organized by the People's Government of C City, local TV station media, and Global Food Network.

The notice of the competition had been plastered all over the streets and alleys of City C two months ago. Judges from the Culinary Association and Catering Industry Association of Country C sat on the field and scored the contestants personally. Players from country B gathered together.

Requirements for participating in different ages... Such a huge event naturally attracted many housewives who can cook good dishes at home or small chefs and chefs who work in restaurants and pubs.

Through cooking exchange competitions, promote and enhance the influence of country C's food culture in country B and even the world, provide a good communication platform for the peaceful development of the two countries, and create favorable conditions for the economic and trade cooperation between the two countries.

During the five competition days, thousands of contestants will be screened, and the team competition and individual competition will be held at the same time.The establishment of various awards, the arena of the competition is overcrowded.

On the promotional billboards depicting the Manchu Banquet, there are densely packed small characters lined up from beginning to end.Fortunately, there were special personnel in the arena who sent everyone a game manual, otherwise Duan Feng and Mo Ci would not know where to start.

The two studied for a while, followed the arrows in the instructions to enter the arena of the individual competition, handed in their number plates, replaced them with special number plates, and entered the arena in order.

Because the rearranged numbers were separated by more than a dozen people, there were temporarily two competitions, and the two had to wave their hands to separate.

Mo Ci walked far ahead, and walked to the booth under the guidance of specialized personnel.

The competition items in the individual competition include hot dishes, cold dishes, vegetarian dishes, and pasta.

According to the competition items, the contestants will choose two varieties to make on the spot within 40 minutes. The cooking method, knife skills, taste type, texture, and efficacy should be different. Raw materials and special seasonings can be prepared by themselves.Mo Ci recalled what Duan Feng had discussed with him just now, and couldn't help but curl his mouth, looking towards the player area behind, looking for the figure of Duan Feng.

After scanning back and forth, Mo Ci saw Duan Feng, who was wearing a light green T-shirt, sitting on the left chair in the front row among the crowd opposite.

Duan Feng, who lowered his head and studied the instruction manual, did not look towards the competition area. Mo Ci was a little disappointed. He stretched his neck back and retracted his gaze.

The disappointment in Mo Ci's heart became even more obvious when he thought that the two of them could not compete at the same time.The resentful expression made Duan Feng, who just raised his head, pretend to be upright.

The distance of 30 meters is not far, and Duan Feng clearly saw Mo Ci's disappointment.The two eyebrows, which are not too thick, are twisted together, like a caterpillar writhing in extreme torment, coupled with the movement of curling its mouth, it looks like an aggrieved boy next door.

In order to watch the game, Duan Feng deliberately chose the front row, and was lucky to see Mo Ci's awkward expression.With a "haha" sound, he burst out laughing, causing the people around him to look at him inexplicably.

Duan Feng didn't care, he looked at Mo Ci who was about to choose the ingredients, frowned his thick eyebrows, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

He should remember what he said to Mo Ci just now.

Duan Feng grinned, bumped into Mo Ci who was looking at him, and their eyes met.

Duan Feng gave Mo Ci a thumbs up to show encouragement, and the big smile almost broke his face.Mo Ci couldn't help laughing at such a funny expression, and quickly covered his mouth to hide his bursting smile.

The two made eye contact for a while.Duan Feng's constant encouragement reassured Mo Ci, waved his hand, and stopped joking. After hearing the host use the microphone to remind the contestants to choose ingredients, Mo Ci walked to the other side of the field.

There are fifteen contestants on the field, and the ingredients can be provided by themselves, or provided by the staff of the field.

In this case, it is completely free play.

How to stand out from hundreds of people in 40 minutes?What does this short 40 minutes represent?

Mo Ci had already experienced it during his father's one-month special training with the devil.

Mo Ci took advantage of the gap in material selection and glanced at the judges who entered the stage and sat on the judges' bench. There were three men and two women. Most of the male judges were around [-] years old.The female judges are dressed in cool clothes, holding a small umbrella for sun protection, and they are about [-] or [-] years old.

After observing this information, Mo Ci suddenly thought of a sentence Duan Feng said.

Now that it's summer, lighter dishes tend to be favored.

Without the slightest hesitation, Mo Ci chose the simplest and best-cooked dish, intending to clearly express his skills after special training from this simple dish.

A chef must not only have solid basic skills, but also skills and winks.

Competition is not only a kind of exercise for one's own ability, but also a way to find one's own shortcomings from the competition.In this tense atmosphere, we should develop our potential beyond normal, and strive hard with the greatest and greatest efforts.The process is more important than the result. What you gain in the game and improve yourself is the main purpose.

Mo Ci picked out the fresh and tender vegetables in the basket one by one, and was about to find another important side dish.But in the vegetable basket provided by the competition, he didn't find the ingredients he needed, so Mo Ci panicked.

In a panic, Mo Ci searched carefully again, and even pulled the staff to ask, but the answer he got was no.

Mo Ci's face turned red all of a sudden, and he began to rub the hem of his clothes.

The competition is about to start, but I haven't prepared the ingredients I need for cooking.Then, the idea just thought of is almost impossible to implement!

Sweat began to flow on his forehead, and Mo Ci didn't come to the booth for a long time.Duan Feng, who had been paying attention to Mo Ci's status, stood up abruptly, walked to the field regardless of the staff's obstruction, and put his hand on Mo Ci's shoulder.

"What's the matter, Mo Ci?" Duan Feng's calm voice seemed to give Mo Ci a shot in the arm, Mo Ci moved his lips, looked at the empty vegetable basket, with a trembling voice: "Duan Feng, There are no ingredients I want here, what should I do!"

Mo Ci grabbed Duan Feng's clothes and said nervously, full of remorse.If I knew I was going to make this dish, I should have brought some ingredients from home!

But regretting it now doesn't help.

There is no such thing in the arena, and the dishes made are bound to be greatly reduced!

"What ingredients do you want?" Duan Feng frowned, and patted Mo Ci's shoulder to calm him down, "Tell me first, let me see if I brought it."

"Mushrooms, do you have any?" Mo Ci's brain was in a mess, and he was even ready to abandon this idea and start to conceive a new dish.

"You said it earlier!" Duan Feng was stunned for a moment, then slapped Mo Ci on the shoulder heavily, ran from the contestant's bench, fetched the big backpack he brought, poured out a bunch of ingredients from it, let Mo Ci on the side was stunned.

"So you came prepared with this big backpack..." Mo Yannuo said a few times, remembering that before entering the arena, he had laughed at Duan Feng for carrying a big bag, and his face blushed.

"I came prepared, otherwise how could I defeat you