【Offstage----】

"Lie, it seems you won this time." Ying looked regretful.

"Of course, my calculation is very accurate. I will leave the socks at the door of your room for you every day. Remember to wash them on time. I only have one pair of socks a day." Lie looked at the people on the stage proudly.

"Hey, why is Ji Wufeng so calm? Could it be that he knows how to cook?"

"How is it possible? He can't cook as well as Xiaolin..." As he said that, Yi swallowed deeply and recalled the scene when he drank that mouthful of egg drop soup. None of the five handsome guys in the dining room could leave.

dining table.

"By the way, my sister knows how to fry steamed buns." Mei looked happy, but in exchange for the other four boys rolling their eyes. "Steamed buns are also rice, and they are delicious, although they are all mushy." Mei muttered with dissatisfaction.

retorted.

"Okay, now the two groups of contestants have 45 minutes to use the ingredients on the table in front of them to start cooking. There is no limit to the type. The competition begins." With the words of the female teacher and the cheers of the students in the audience, the cooking competition began.

The prologue.

"Ji Wufeng, take charge, let's see what help I can give you." Looking at the so-called master in front of me, I looked relaxed and at ease.

"Well? I hold the spoon? What to do?" Ji Wufeng fiddled with the shovel in his hand strangely.

"Well, now we have tomatoes, cucumbers, onions, carrots, noodles, fish, pork, a few eggs, a dry steamed bun and various seasonings. Let's make a fish and meat Western food." I held my chin and skillfully

Arrangements were made, saying that I was not good at cooking, but there were absolutely few people who could compete with me in eating.

"Okay, how to do it?" Ji Wufeng showed his charming devilish smile again.

"What, how to make it? You don't know how to make fish and meat Western food?" My face instantly changed from relaxed to surprised.

"I never said I could cook fish and meat Western food, and not only can I not cook fish and meat Western food, I can't cook anything else either. Haha, I have never been in the kitchen." Ji Wufeng picked up the full range of kitchen utensils on the table and looked at them.

"Oh, by the way, what is this for?" Someone innocently picked up the shovel he had been playing with and asked me...

"How to do it, how to do it, how to do it... I think Ling cut the fish in half first. You beat the eggs in a bowl and mix them well. I will cut the fish. The fish must not be cut into sections. Don't disturb me first. You can beat it.

Eggs," I ordered Ji Wufeng while hurriedly pounding the fish in my hands.

After a while...

"Hey, Kong Tonglin, all the eggs are gone." Ji Wufeng tugged on my apron with an innocent look on his face.

"Wha, what?" I looked in front of Ji Wufeng's table. There were lots of broken egg shells, sticky egg white and yolk dripping on the ground, and there was only a little egg white and scattered egg shells in the bowl. "Bump!" When I

When my eyes were filled with smoke, there was a sharp impact sound between the knife and the cutting board. Oh my God, the fish was completely cut into two pieces. In the end, the fish and meat Western food could only be declared a failure, and by this time time had passed.

More than 10 minutes.

"Ji Wufeng, instead of making fish and meat Western food, we will make pork chops. You cut the carrots into slices and I fry the pork chops." Now the men and women in the audience and the female teacher next to us had black lines on their faces. "Zi Wufeng."

"Razila" came the sound of boiling oil in the pot, and the pork chop was put into the oil pot.

"Ji Wufeng, what are you doing?" He watched as Ji Wufeng raised his big knife and chopped the carrot in half like a human being.

"Hey! Didn't you say you want to cut the carrots into slices?" Ji Wufeng looked at me impatiently.

"Are you slicing? You must have seen each piece before doing it." I took the knife and showed it to Ji Wufeng like a master.

"Kong Tonglin, you don't seem to be slicing, do you?" Ji Wufeng looked at the carrot cubes and carrot shreds on the cutting board and looked at me teasingly.

"This is the slice! Look at it and cut it accordingly." I picked up a rare carrot slice from the cutting board and raised it in front of Ji Wufeng, but I smelled a burnt smell, a burnt smell.

?

"Oh my god, my pork chop is burnt." As I exclaimed, Ji Wufeng and the students on the stage all looked at my pot. There was only a piece of pork chop that looked like coal...

"There are less than 25 minutes left." -Female teacher

"Then we can make pasta." Ji Wufeng raised the noodles on the table and waved them in front of my weathered eyes.

"Okay then, you pour the water into the pot, and when it boils, put the noodles in. I'll mix the paste." I picked up a small bowl and poured the seasoning into it.

"What does it mean that the water is boiling? Do you want me to put my finger inside to test it?" Ji Wufeng looked at the water in the pot and said in disbelief.

"Bubble! If you see water bubbling, it's boiling. Do you understand?" I explained with the last bit of patience. I already had a complete understanding of what a shovel does? How to beat eggs? How to cut slices? How much water to pour?... This series of

The problem has lost its endurance.

...another ten minutes

I held the thin sauce in my hand and poured it into the pot where the water was almost dry. Looking at the completely different pasta made by He Yi, I could only helplessly shake my head.

【Offstage】

"Oh my god, is that spaghetti?" Yi looked at the spaghetti on the table as if he was a little nauseous.

"It's okay, it's not us who eats it, it's the old director who eats it. I already dislike him." Lie looked maliciously at the dean of students who was the referee in the distance.

"It seems that this is the only way." Mei turned the ring on his ring finger depressingly.

【On stage】

"Hey, it'll be ready soon. You pour the noodles into the plate and I'll cut some onions for decoration." I peeled the onions.

"Oh" After a simple reply, Ji Wufeng lifted the pot and poured the noodles into the plate. Then I decorated the onions with a circle of purple onion shreds around the plate and sprinkled a little chili powder for seasoning. Although the noodles were still

It's sparse, but I'm sure I can still eat it, and it won't kill anyone. I'll have to stay in the hospital for at least half a day. There are about 10 minutes left before the end of the game. Ji Wufeng picked up the things on the plate and looked at them with disgust, and then

He looked at me with contempt.

"Hey, what's that expression on your face? No matter how bad I am, I'm still better than you." This is a fact, so I have a lot of confidence.

"Alas~ Are you and your brother born to the same mother? There's such a big difference."

"Ji Wufeng, what are you talking about? Why don't you know how to cook? You can't cook either? Why bother to follow me...ah~~~." I just wanted to walk up to Ji Wufeng and argue with him, but I couldn't.

I felt that something that looked like egg white slipped on the bottom of my foot, and I fell straight onto the table, and... and the freshly made spaghetti fell to the ground with a "bump!" There was a burst of exclamation from the audience~

"Kong Tonglin, are you reincarnated as a pig?" Ji Wufeng looked at the sloppy spaghetti on the ground as if he was tortured.

I stood up and rubbed my poor arms.

"You blame me, you are so stupid that you can't even crack an egg! You made me trip and fall." The five boys in the audience couldn't hold back their laughter after hearing my yelling, attracting the nymphomaniacs around.

Leave a long trail of saliva behind.

"What should I do now? I've been busy for a long time, and there are still 10 minutes left. What else can you do?" Ji Wufeng picked up the cucumber in his hand and faced me.

"Of course I can do it. I don't need you this time. I can do it myself." As I said that, I walked to the table, picked up the dry steamed buns and cut them into pieces. Then I boiled the oil in the pot and cut the steamed buns into pieces.

I put the pieces into the pot and deep-fried them, for fear of burning them, I hurriedly turned over the steamed buns in the pot. The sound of the end of the game came, and my steamed buns just came out of the pot. And Ji Wufeng had already

I took the initiative to cut the cucumber and put it on the plate for decoration. Although the slices were still cut into pieces, it did add a little healthy green color to my steamed buns. Speaking of which, the steamed buns on the plate were golden with the green cucumbers, which was really good.

It's much better than spaghetti. In fact, every piece of steamed bun is mushy, but I exposed the better side on the plate. Thinking of this, I began to admire my cleverness.

"Okay, this should still be edible. Take it over, and I'll tear it apart if you mess up." As he said that, Ji Wufeng put the plate in my hand.

"Okay, the dishes of the two groups of contestants have been prepared. Next, let's ask the dean and instructors to make a comparison." - Female teacher

After placing the plate in front of the judges, I saw that the food of the fourth group of contestants was about the same as our fried steamed buns, and the fried pork chops were also stained with smear.

The two judges nodded slightly after tasting the pork chops of the fourth group. After eating our fried steamed buns, we? How could I use the word we? After eating my fried steamed buns, we also nodded slightly.

, just as they were hesitating to choose which one to win, they looked up and met the narrowed eyes of Ji Wufeng behind me. As you can imagine, that afternoon, I went home with an imported high-end tennis racket worth 800 US dollars.

, and the other racket was thrown into the sports car and taken home by Ji.
Chapter completed!