Big Devil Slime it's soft

In the first round of the competition, the position of the operating table is chosen by the chefs, and it counts wherever they stand.

Ma Yuan chose to sit diagonally across from Qiu Qiu, because the two rows were juxtaposed, and the contestants faced each other across two tables.

At this moment, everyone stood still, and it was difficult to move any more. Qiu Qiu's dream of wanting Ma Yuan to stay away was shattered.

For this reason, Qiu Qiu slumped his face unhappily, and beat the eggs into the bowl one by one.After three or four eggs were beaten, Qiu Qiu suddenly stopped, lowered his head and sniffed.

"What's wrong?" Sang Lu had just finished choking with the other party, seeing Qiu Qiu's strange movements, he said nervously like post-traumatic stress disorder: "The egg is broken?"

Qiu Qiu shook his head, and slowly pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a bright and rarely seen joyful smile.

"The eggs are delicious." He praised.

Qiu Qiu had completely forgotten the unhappiness just now, and ignored Sang Lu's inexplicability, and began to think about the deep meaning... He happily continued to beat eggs.

Fortunately, this egg is very fragrant, otherwise, if it continues like this, the food will be mixed with the stench of Ma Yuan.Qiu Qiu thought.

Scrambled eggs sounds so easy.

Putting it into the game, the difficulty is not low.

Among the ingredients provided by the organizer, except for various seasonings and commonly used side dishes such as onion, ginger and garlic, there are almost nothing left.This made the chefs who are used to making delicacies from mountains and seas, no matter how bad they are, have to stir-fry a tomato together for a while.

This is the case with a fat chef facing Qiu Qiu.

While beating the eggs, he was dripping with sweat. In order not to drip into the bowl, he kept wiping the sweat with the towel hanging around his neck, looking terribly flustered.

Is it so hot?Qiu Qiu looked up and saw rows of headlights above the competition area shining directly down, illuminating the console very brightly.

The outside of the competition area was lined like a void, Shen Shen couldn't see the edge.

Only the sounds of other contestants' actions and the host's conversations with other guests on the stage revealed the existence of the scene.

It seems to be a little hot.

Qiu Qiu only glanced at it and then looked away, concentrating on beating eggs, but there was someone on the opposite side who was unwilling to be lonely.

Ma Yuan probably finally digested Sang Lu's humiliation, he spoke again, and sneered: "The eggshell fell into it."

No?

Qiu Qiu and Sang Lu looked up at the same time, only to see that Ma Yuan had changed his target this time, and he was talking to the fat chef beside him.

The positions of the four people are in the shape of "Tian", and the fat chef is in the upper left corner.At this time, his face turned into a liver color, and he was holding half a broken egg in his hand. There were indeed two pieces of broken eggshells the size of fingernails floating in the bowl.

Even an ordinary person would not make such a mistake as long as he cooks frequently.

The fat chef was obviously shocked too, sweat dripped down like a waterfall, he was distracted, and a large drop fell into the bowl without wiping it off.

"Tsk." Ma Yuan was extremely disgusted: "I said long ago that your mental quality is too poor to be a good chef, and you can't even be an assistant. Right, Zhu...what's the matter?"

The fat chef muttered his lips twice, and he was so dumb that he could hardly make a sound: "Zhu Huanyu."

"Oh, I remember."

Ma Yuan finally found some confidence in this man, pretending to be handsome, sticking there like a pretentious bamboo pole.

"It's a joke." Ma Yuan introduced to Qiu Qiu: "This is the little chef who came to Mengli Township to apply for a job not long ago and was killed by me. I didn't even think that such a person could come to the competition? Top [-]?"

Ma Yuan pretended to be surprised: "Shopkeeper Qiu, do you comment, this guy standing opposite you, has he bothered you?"

Qiu Qiu didn't hear it, so he concentrated on beating the eggs and turned on the heater.

He thought Ma Yuan was still talking to the fat chef, after all his eggshells didn't fall into the bowl.

Ma Yuan: "..."

Ma Yuan talked for a long time, but didn't get half of the answer. Although he maintained his demeanor on the face, he was vomiting blood in his heart.

The fat chef next door has already poured out the egg liquid dripping into the sweat and started beating the eggs again.When Ma Yuan saw it, he sneered, making the fat chef's hands tremble again, and then went to cut his own garlic leaves with a sullen face.

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A total of 15 minutes of the competition time, one-third has passed, and the types of scrambled eggs that the contestants will prepare have begun to take shape.

Most chefs use chopped green onion in scrambled eggs; a few of them are a little innovative, adding all the side dishes that can be added, such as diced carrots and green peppers; there are also special chefs who make all kinds of sweet and sour juice, fish-flavored sauce, and scrambled eggs with soy sauce.

After a while, the steam gathered over the competition area, forming a huge cloud of aroma, which almost distracted Qiu Qiu.

It really didn't take long to scramble eggs on high heat. After Ma Yuan finished the preparations, he started to inspect with his hands behind his back.

He glanced at the fat chef first, and shook his head: "Xiao Zhu, you stir so many garlic leaves directly into the eggs? Do you want to make omelets?"

The fat chef was taken aback.

"How do you divide the dishes?" Ma Yuan said disappointedly: "Do you understand the rules? This round of exams is about 'presentation'."

On the stage, Liu Feifei and the others had already started to draw lucky audiences, and the noise came from all directions.

The fat chef shivered twice, broke out in sweat again, and buried his head even lower.

Ma Yuan didn't continue to teach him, his eyes drifted to the opposite side, and he paused.

Three seconds later, he was about to laugh out loud, pretending to be surprised: "Shopkeeper Qiu really only fried eggs!? Are you giving up the game?"

Qiu Qiu was concentrating on scrambled eggs, and it took him a long time to realize that he was talking to him. He raised his head and said, "Isn't the topic just scrambled eggs?"

"Scrambled eggs don't look good." Ma Yuan almost laughed out loud.

"It's pretty." Qiu Qiu said lightly, not wanting to talk to him anymore: "You don't understand."

Ma Yuan: "..."

The reason why appearance is important is related to the rules of the first round.Simple and simple.

After each chef completes the dish, he divides it into fifty small plates and places them on the long table.

After two hundred lucky visitors enter the venue, they can choose their favorite dishes to taste at will.But once you pick up a certain food, you must finish it before you can choose the next one.

The dish is not big, and with the appetite of ordinary people, it can eat about twenty servings.At the same time, each person has a ticket, which can be voted for the contestant who thinks the most delicious, and finally the ranking is counted by the number of votes.

In other words, if your dishes are not well-made, tourists may not even try them.

Everyone is working hard for the appearance, desperately adding color to the dishes.

Ma Yuan is no exception.

He looked at Qiu Qiu on the opposite side, and said nothing, thinking that he must fall at this step.I really don't know where the courage to participate in this kind of competition comes from, isn't it embarrassing...

Ma Yuan stopped thinking and looked at the time on the screen. There were 5 minutes left, which was just right.

He took a deep breath, turned on the heater, poured in the egg mixture after the oil was hot, and concentrated on his work.

Ma Yuangui is the head chef and has many years of experience, so his skills are naturally extraordinary.Doing the same thing, he was several times calmer than the fledgling Sang Lu on the opposite side, and almost completely crushed the other side.

In order to make the finished product brighter, Ma Yuan skimmed off a little egg white before beating the eggs.The oil is hot and the fire is high. As soon as the egg liquid is poured in, there is a sizzling sound, and white steam rises.But in an instant, he moved the pot away, and while frying, he poured the broken eggs into small plates, his movements were fancy, like a show of skill.

The director quickly cut to him, and the hosts on stage were full of praise.

Ma Yuan's face remained unchanged, and he continued to move.He evenly sprinkled the red bell peppers and green garlic leaves that were cut into very small triangles into each plate like magic, and the piles of golden scrambled eggs became lively like a party.

This is not over yet.

In the last minute, Ma Yuan poured hot oil into a large ladle, put it on the heater for a few seconds, waited for it to smoke, and then poured it on the "egg tart" plate one by one.

The sweet peppers and garlic leaves are ripe and fragrant, but the color remains at the brightest moment.

And because it is extremely small, it will not take away the glory of the protagonist.

So far, the color, fragrance and taste are complete.

As the reminder sounded that the time had reset to zero, the noise that was previously ignored due to concentration slowly returned.

Ma Yuan let out a sigh of relief, then turned to wave his hand in the direction of the unseen tourists with a look of color on his face.

He feels like a protagonist.

The staff had quickly transferred the dishes for the chefs, and Ma Yuan exploded with confidence at this moment, and came behind the long table in the tasting area with his screen on.With that stride, it was as if he had become a champion in advance.

The same is true.

His dishes are so outstanding that when tourists come in, almost everyone who passes by will marvel, then taste it, and leave the flowers behind in admiration.

Even tourists who left after eating, many turned around and voted.

Ma Yuan's table was the first to be vacated.

Because his performance was so outstanding, even the host quickly squeezed in and interviewed him enthusiastically.

Ma Yuan was excited and couldn't hold back and talked a little too much, but he realized it after being gestured by the host's assistant, and stopped talking.

"In short, this test is about the understanding of food color. The side dishes given by the organizer also fully explained the intention. I just handed in an ordinary answer sheet." Ma Yuan smiled professionally.

Liu Feifei laughed a little stiffly, and after taking back the microphone, she spoke at almost twice the speed: "Okay, thank you, Ma Xian,"

"So!" Thinking of Qiu Qiu, Ma Yuan's heart became hot, and he interrupted her: "I dare to conclude that in this competition, it is impossible for the contestants who do not use the side dishes to enhance their color, it is impossible to advance!"

"..." Liu Feifei took a deep breath and switched to [-]x speed: "Okay thank you Ma, let's see the next player first."

After finishing speaking, Liu Feifei ran away as if she was running away, and followed her assistant to the next high-voted contestant.

After watching three or four of them in this way, the finished products are similar, showing Ma Yuan's level more and more.

until the fifth player.

This table is in a different situation, surrounded by a circle of tourists.

Liu Feifei managed to squeeze from the side to a better viewing angle, and her eyes lit up immediately: "Ah, so cute."

In the neatly arranged plates, one by one hemispherical scrambled eggs are tenderly buckled, the upper part is slightly concave, looking very soft.I don't know what kind of mold was used to process them, but they are all of average size and rounded. At first glance, they are neat and tidy, and anyone will find them cute.

But these people are not around just to watch.

"Wait." Holding chopsticks, Qiu Qiu was carefully sticking strips of clean garlic leaves on the surface of the egg ball, and then sticking another strip.In this way, the ball has two more eyes.

The desktop has a thermal insulation system, and the scrambled eggs are still hot at the moment, emitting hot air fluffy.It was an old man who took the plate, and he gave Qiu Qiu's T-shirt a thumbs-up: "I also like the adventure of Qiuqiu."

Qiu Qiu nodded seriously: "It's very beautiful."

Under the eyes of everyone, the old man picked up the spoon and cut the corner of the ball like eating a snack.Between the fluffy egg crumbs, oily juice is squeezed out.

The delicious smell wafted from every opening, making Liu Feifei swallowed involuntarily.

The old man narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, finished the plate of eggs slowly, and gave Qiu Qiu a thumbs up: "It looks good, and it's delicious."

Qiu Qiu said politely, "Thank you, Grandpa."

After this one was eaten, the next one said: "I, I, I, I want a ball!"

Another person beside him: "I don't need it, just give it to me!"

The time here seems to be slower than other places, and everyone eats in a leisurely manner, without crowding or grabbing.

Liu Feifei's anxious heart seemed to be appeased. After the people dispersed, she handed out the microphone and asked a few routine questions.

"This is scrambled eggs." Qiu Qiu looked at her suspiciously: "Isn't that what scrambled eggs are like?"

This is the result of Zhong Yu teaching him three times.

Liu Feifei: "..."

"Well, okay, then, have you ever thought that the color of your scrambled eggs is a bit monotonous? What if everyone doesn't like it?"

Qiu Qiu: "But these are scrambled eggs."

Liu Feifei: "..."

Qiu Qiu said seriously: "Also, everyone obviously likes it very much."

The camera cut to another place, and Liu Feifei slowly gave the straight ball player a thumbs up.

She had a premonition that tomorrow's "Daily Dangerous Swallows" food festival special would pull out what the contestant surnamed Ma just said and repeatedly whipped the corpse, feeling secretly refreshed.

She bid farewell to the last three plates of scrambled eggs left on the table with her eyes. She turned to go to the next contestant, but was stopped.

"Do you want to eat?" Qiu Qiu asked.

"Huh?" Liu Feifei really wanted to try it, but firstly, she was still recording the show, secondly...she said: "I'm a staff member, and I don't have a ticket. I can't vote for you even if I eat it." Empty discs don’t count either.”

"It doesn't matter." Qiu Qiu said calmly, "My votes should be enough."

Liu Feifei froze for a moment, her chest suddenly felt a little sore.

She blinked quickly, and smiled at Qiu Qiu: "Then I'm not welcome?"

Then she gave full play to her fighting spirit, swallowed the scrambled eggs in two or three bites, gave Qiu Qiu a thumbs up, and rushed to the next place.

Liu Feifei guessed right, Ma Yuan is about to explode now.

He looked up at the light screen, not knowing how things turned out like this.

Qiu Qiu actually advanced! ?Although the ranking is not very high, but advanced! ?Then wouldn't he be ridiculed for what he said just now? ? ?

There is no need to wait until tomorrow, Ma Yuan's terminal vibrated two seconds later.

The roar of the manager of Mengli Township almost overwhelmed the loudspeaker: "What are you talking about!!!"

Ma Yuan: "..."

"If you win, you win, but you want to be a judge!???"

Ma Yuan listened dumbly to the manager scolding his eighteen generations of ancestors until he was unearthed, and finally calmed down, warning him to do more and talk less.

"Your master is also very dissatisfied!" The manager finally said.

Ma Yuan didn't care about the previous ones, but the last sentence made his heart twitch violently.Master is a very strict person. Even though he has been with him for so many years, he is still afraid sometimes.

The feverish head indeed forcibly calmed down, but the anger became more and more intense.

Ma Yuan walked through the settled arena with a gloomy expression, seeing some happy and some sad.Except for the 20 people who advanced, most of them had to pack up their things and go home, and some of them were crying. Ma Yuan saw a familiar figure and stopped.

"Little Zhu." He called out heavily.

The fat chef raised his head, sniffed, and flinched subconsciously when he saw that it was Ma Yuan.

Ma Yuan lowered his head and saw his grades.

There are fifty discs on the table, only one disc is empty, and there is no ticket.

Look, this is rubbish.People don't even want to touch it.

"How did you do it so poorly?" Ma Yuan was full of evil thoughts, and said condescendingly: "Didn't I teach you not to stir the garlic leaves in the egg?"

The fat chef whined twice.

"Why... are you so stupid." Ma Yuan laughed.

Zhu Huanyu was not a talented cook.

He first took this path because he liked to see other people happy when they ate the meals he cooked.

He can't understand exquisite food reviews, and he doesn't know how to serve very knowledgeable gourmets. On the contrary, the neighbor next door who only whines that it's delicious and then eats up everything is his most popular diner.

Later, a neighbor opened a small restaurant.

A few times, by accident, he went to help temporarily, but unexpectedly the dishes he made were well received.As soon as the neighbors agreed with him, they invited him to work as a chef in the store, and only then did he enter the industry.

Some time ago, Mengli Township opened to recruit local apprentices from Weiyan District.Neighbors heard about it and thought it was a good opportunity, so they recommended him to go, maybe they could learn something.

Zhu Huanyu went over excitedly, but came back after being humiliated, and immediately became afraid of high-end restaurants.

But he didn't expect to meet Ma Yuan here.

Zhu Huanyu knew his level, a cook in a small restaurant was hard to be refined.

He came to participate in the competition, and there was no pressure. He thought that if he lost, he lost, and the important thing was to participate.

But when he sits here, watching people come and go, but no one cares about the dishes he has carefully prepared... the feeling of discomfort in his heart is completely indelible.

He doesn't really care about grades.

He just felt sorry for the dishes he cooked, as if he had been wronged because of his own mistakes.

"Why do you still have the face to cry?" Ma Yuan kept on saying, "Do you know how ugly you are when you cry?"

The grievance in the fat chef's heart suddenly doubled, and he cried even louder!

"Even if you are a guest who wants to taste it, seeing you like this, your appetite will disappear."

As soon as Ma Yuan finished speaking, a person suddenly squeezed in beside him, his voice was indescribably cute and polite.

"Hi, may I ask if your food is still edible?"

The fat chef jerked his head up.

"You, you..." He stammered several times before he said with tears in his eyes, "You can eat whatever you want..."

"That's great." Qiu Qiu rolled his eyes, raised his own chopsticks, and ate plate by plate.

Fat Chef: "..."

Ma Yuan: "..."

Ma Yuan was afraid that he could not control himself, so he turned his head and walked away. When he left, he tripped over his left foot and tripped over his right foot, almost falling down.

But neither of the other two noticed, Qiu Qiu was staring at the food, and the fat chef was staring at Qiu Qiu.

He likes my cooking?Is he an angel sent by God to save me?The fat chef's artistic heart was in turmoil.

The angel seems to be glowing.

By the time Qiu Qiu finished eating, three minutes had passed.

During these 3 minutes, Fat Chef thought of particle collisions, the prehistoric universe, the TV series "Sorry I Really Love You" he watched yesterday, and the song "My Destined Man" he heard on the way here... His eyes were filled with tears , sniffled: "Is it delicious?"

Qiu Qiu nodded sincerely: "It's delicious. Thank you."

It was delicious, thank you.

The fat chef held his chest, feeling that he was completely healed by a touch of holy light.

If only this time, the angel came for me.

The injury is worth it.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally calmed down, wiped his face and stood up.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the angel who came for him standing at the next table.Eating the food next door.

The player next door had much fewer dishes than him, and the angel ate it faster.

After eating, he said the same line, with the same sincerity in his tone: "It's delicious, thank you."

Fat Chef: "………………………"