Chapter 1,227 The meaning of instant noodles

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That's right, instant noodles are one of the most popular and convenient fast foods in the world, and they are not difficult to make.

Of course, although it is not difficult, it is actually not as easy as imagined. But compared to a master of cooking like Veras, I definitely can’t do it alone. I have to fiddle with fried dough and mix ingredients. Look.

It doesn't seem like a complicated process, but it's really not a simple thing to make delicious food.

At first, Vilas and I, with the help of Sarah and Princess Sanwu, made continuous experiments and spent several days before we made the dough and ingredients that satisfied us. So,

We have put a lot of effort and sincerity into this noodle cake and the ingredient package. This is no exaggeration.

There was no response to the audience's surprise. Even the host Fini, who was supposed to come up to ask at this time, seemed to be attracted by the novelty, her eyes widened, as if there were a pair of curious cat ears standing high on both sides of her head.

Get up, shake and shake.

"Okay, look at me."

Quickly take out the three prepared bowls, put in the noodles, move your hands quickly, sprinkle the packages of ingredients evenly on them, then add hot water, quickly cover them, and in the blink of an eye, the three bowls are ready

Placed neatly side by side on the table.

The whole process was completed in one go, and it took no more than five seconds. Hum, it seems that even after nine years, my sword is still young. Looking at this scene, I let out a proud laugh.

It turns out that in this world, if the process from tearing open a bag of instant noodles to scattering the ingredients takes more than eight seconds, you would be embarrassed to say that you are an otaku, and bucket packaging must be controlled within five seconds.

Although if you think about it carefully, even if you do it, there is nothing to be proud of...

Just wait for three or four minutes. Although the rule says it is three minutes, the audience and the judges are not so unkind people, so it should probably be kept around this time period.

He closed his eyes, folded his hands, and counted the passage of time while closing his eyes and concentrating. The audience in the audience was also whispering and discussing the possibility of this three minutes.

If you just cook noodles, prepare boiling water, or scramble an egg or something, indeed, three minutes is enough, but the elder on the stage, his actions and preparations seem to be different from everyone else.

It’s within expectation, is it really okay to do this?

Three minutes seemed to be an extremely long time for those who were waiting with curiosity. Finally, the elder on the stage opened his eyes that had been tightly closed and took a step forward.

This moment actually caused most of the audience to feel slightly suffocated. Their eyes were fixed on the three sea bowls arranged side by side, and they all wanted to see the square piece soaked in boiling water as soon as possible.

What has become of something like dried noodles?

"Two judges, my entries are ready."

Smiling slightly, I opened the lid on the mouth of the bowl one by one, and the steaming water vapor immediately came out impatiently, followed by bursts of pleasant flour flavor.

Just choosing the raw materials for making flour took a lot of thought from Veras and I. The rich aroma of handmade noodles... is indeed much richer than the flour grinded by cold machines in the original world.

Even the twenty-eight contestants were attracted by this unfamiliar fragrance. They gathered around and looked at the inside of the big bowl. Reflected by a layer of clear oil on the surface of the thick soup, the beautiful curls shone like gold.

Noodles, open your mouth wide.

The audience in the audience was even more excited, wishing they could join the other contestants and come up to have a look.

Dear reviewers, please try it. If you soak it for too long, it will affect the taste.

I placed two large bowls of instant noodles in front of Artoria and Akela.

"It's rare for Wu to cook for us personally. This alone is probably a bonus." Akara joked with Artoria with a smile.

"Then you two are welcome."

Picking up the chopsticks next to him, he picked up the noodles, put them into his mouth, and started sucking in them.

After taking a bite like this, the two picked up the big bowl, took a sip of soup, and then put down their chopsticks.

What, is that all?

Seeing Akela and Artoria's actions, the audience couldn't help but feel disappointed.

It was just a bite of noodles and a sip of soup, but there was a huge difference between Ricken's fried chicken legs of death and Hans's big burger of death, which both of them ate.

What is going on? During these days of God’s Birthday, he always brings novel performances to everyone, allowing everyone to spend an unprecedented fresh and joyful festival. This person has been happily called by many people.

[Miracle Elder Fan], did his idea finally fail?

There was an eerie silence in the audience. Tens of thousands of spectators seemed unwilling to believe it. They held their breath and waited for the two judges to speak. Maybe the miracle would start from here.

"What this brat made must be poisonous..."

I don’t know at what time, the old drunkard came back from the bar in Paradise, holding the last bowl, snoring, took a bite, and muttered something.

“It tastes pretty good.”

After saying that, he ate the noodles in a few mouthfuls, swallowed them like a majestic giant whale, raised his neck, and poured all the noodle soup into his stomach.

Not only the Great Elder Akara and Her Majesty Queen Alto, but also this drunkard’s reaction was so dull?

The audience in the audience was already a little desperate. They were originally expecting Kasha, who had the biggest reaction, to do something amazing. From this point of view, it seems that they are not completely inferior to the previous Ricken and Hans. One returned to the infant and the other died.

Huge response?

In other words, there must be such a huge difference in terms of taste.

"Wu, have you tasted this bowl of noodles beforehand?" Akara wiped the corners of his mouth slowly and asked calmly.

"Eat."

"Then do you think it can compare with Ricken's Death Fried Chicken Legs and Hans' Life Burger in terms of taste?" With the reviewer's eyes, Akara cut straight to the point and asked sharply.

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"Although I haven't tasted it, I think the taste is completely incomparable." I still answered loudly.

When these words fell, the audience in the audience let out a sigh of disappointment, completely losing the last glimmer of hope. Look, even the elder himself has admitted that the taste cannot be compared with Rickenhans's work.

"Yeah?"

Akara smiled slightly, put down the handkerchief gently, and suddenly opened his squinted eyes.

"Then, let me ask you three more questions."

"First, what's the cost of this side?" Akara pointed out his first finger.

"As you can see, it's a piece of dry noodles, a seasoning packet made of some of the most common seasonings and vegetables, and that's it."

"Second, is the production method simple?"

"It's simple. As long as you know how to make it, ordinary housewives can make it easily." I still answered without hesitation.

"Last one, do you think this kind of food can be liked by everyone?"

"I think it is okay. Although everyone has different taste preferences, the two reviewers must also be able to see that this kind of food can be transformed into various different flavors by just slightly changing the combination of seasonings and vegetables in the seasoning bag.

The taste, and even the noodle itself, can be used to produce noodles with various textures, and the method to change all this is very simple. Even in the kitchen of their own home, ordinary housewives can freely mix and create flavors suitable for their families."

That's right, I have already thought about the cover pattern of the packaging bag after mass production.

Carlos is the image spokesperson. The picture shows Carlos from a low angle. He holds chopsticks in one hand and bites them in his mouth. The other hand holds the soaked noodle soup with various rich and luxurious side dishes on it.

He held it high, highlighted and magnified in the picture, and Carlos looked full of tears.

His line is: I finally don’t have to cook noodles anymore!!

After hearing all this, Akara and Artoria looked at each other, smiled and nodded to each other, as if they already had a clear answer in their hearts.

"Okay, meow. Although there was a little accident, the last contestant's work has also been tasted by the judges. Now, let us applaud and invite the great elder Akara to announce the final competition.

Result Meow!!”

Seeing the two judges standing up from their seats, Feini reacted hurriedly, turned around, and announced to the audience with a smile.

"Then, let me, an old woman, continue with the announcement just now."

Akala first glanced at the audience with a smile, then turned around again, looking at the twenty-nine contestants in the row behind. He looked at them one by one. If he didn't stop at one contestant, it would escalate the tension in everyone's heart.

My eyes widened, for fear of being in front of me

In the blink of an eye, Akara's eyes would stay on a certain player.

"I announce that the winner of the league's first Master of Cooking Competition is——"

"Deliberately raising his voice, in the end, Akara's smile rested on one of the contestants above.

“Our young alliance hero—Druid Wu Fan!!”

"Oh!!!!" Although they didn't know why this was the result, all the audience couldn't help but cheer loudly to celebrate this breathtaking fierce competition.

, finally the final winner was born.

Among them, the most surprised ones were Ricken and Hans, and of course their families, who seemed unable to accept such a result. They all had dull faces, as if they were dead.

"Wait a minute, Great Elder Akara, Her Majesty Queen Alto."

After hesitating for a moment, the soul of the chef in their bodies finally plucked up the courage to stand up and call for a stop.

At this time, as if everyone had already guessed that they would stand up to protest, the cheers from the audience also stopped completely and became quiet, allowing the voices of Ricken and Hans to reach everyone's ears.

"Two judges, I don't want to question your decision, but can you tell us the reason and tell us where we lost."
To be continued...