"act like an absolute monarch……"

These four words seem to be imprinted in the head, and there is always a majestic and low voice saying it.

At least half a quarter of an hour, all the five judges were still immersed in the historical scene and could not extricate themselves.

"eat!"

On the big plate, there is still a lot of fried noodles left.

The judge who wakes up and starts eating desperately.

After a while.

With a tingling sound, the chopsticks fell on the clean dish. Andrea leaned back and collapsed almost softly in the chair, murmured: "Why..."

"Why!"

Sta also stared at Xia Yu, as if talking to himself.

The judges didn't even bother with the matter of being manipulated in the world. What they cared more about was why that cooking world gave people such a real feeling. Eating fried noodles was like a journey through time and space to witness history.

The taste, taste, etc. of the cuisine seem very secondary and inconspicuous in the strong historical and cultural atmosphere behind it.

The key is that during the taste, they truly felt the momentum of the emperor calling himself lonely and lonely!

"The weather of the king!"

Shinichiro Furukawa, such a concise evaluation.

"Is it the king..."

Luther and Adelaide looked at each other, and there was still shock in his eyes.

"yes!"

Thinking of the dragon shadow in the sea of ​​fire during cooking and the illusion that the dragon nest door opened when the cover was opened, Adelaide sighed deeply: "The true dragon, the king... does not need any perfect "color", "scent", "taste", and that energy and soul can shatter all this! This is the real unified fried noodles of the seven kingdoms!"

Andrea's seductive red lips trembled.

She said obsessively: "I seem to have seen a very real ancestor emperor. When he was assassinated, he would panic and angry, but when he sat down, his momentum was so strong that he could not breathe... This feeling of dropping and falling is like when chewing the noodles, the disintegrating noodles made me fly very high, but the juice that poured out rushed me down again. With the unparalleled elasticity of the beef noodles itself, the mouth was always in a passive tight motion state..."

elasticity!

Andrea mentioned a key.

Luther's eyes flashed and said, "I finally understand why Chef Xia repeatedly beat the beef mud with a stick."

Xia Yu grinned and said to the microphone: "It seems that you all understand."

"Repeatedly tapping the stick can completely break the beef tendon, making the beef more elastic. The dough shredded with flour is also more powerful and elastic."

After a meal, Xia Yu said, "Actually, it's similar to peeing beef pills. It's okay to simply regard the unified fried noodles of the seven countries of the Xia family as peeing beef pills rolled into strips!"

"Peat beef balls?"

All five judges were stunned.

Many Chinese people watching the live broadcast immediately swallowed their saliva when they thought of peeing beef pills and the hot juice splashed out when they bite the beef pills, and at the same time they felt a sense of sensation-

It turns out that this is the mystery of the unified fried noodles of the seven Xia Kingdoms.

"The silk is also a shaping of a historical emperor. I think it is not too much to shape it in the 'elastic' link. That ancestor emperor is worthy of using countless strokes to shape..."

Xia Yu said seriously: "If time permits, I may hold a stick and beat the beef paste for more than 26,800 times."

"hiss……"

"More than 26,800?"

Even though the judges' faces were thrusting, Xia Yu opened his mouth and spit out a number. Moreover, judging from his tone, the number seemed to have a very good origin.

"How elastic is the beef? If it is pinched into a ball, it will be initially qualified when hit by a table tennis ball." Xia Yu continued to talk seriously.

Upon hearing this, the judge Lin's expression was slightly collapsed.

"I said, can I really be flexible when playing as a table tennis?" Andrea's mouth opened.

The other four judges were waiting for his answer.

"It's OK in theory..."

call.

It turns out to be theoretical.

Parliament Lin breathed a sigh of relief. For some reason, after eating Xia Yu's fried noodles, their minds seemed to have not recovered yet and were a little unsophisticated.

Not far away, Li Han also relaxed his heart.

"I'll just say it!"

The little man in his head was patting his chest to breathe.

He pursed his lips.

Li Han stepped forward and interrupted.

"Why did you say earlier that my 'super taste' is a waste of the unified fried noodles of the seven countries?" He aggravated his tone and seemed to care.

"Too perfect." Xia Yu shook his head.

The judges said, "Yes, it's so perfect!"

Don't play the puzzle, hey!

Blue veins appeared on Li Han's forehead, and the audience was dissatisfied and made a noise.

"It's too perfect, it's not real."

Andrea's eyes were complicated. She had given Li Han a high praise before, but at this time she turned against her, and sighed: "Emperor, no matter how arrogant he is, he is also a person. Does a flawless person exist?"

Hearing the rebellious question, Li Han was stunned: "Emperor?"

Seeing that he didn't understand, Andrea pointed to the empty jade plate: "What do you think is the true mystery of "The Unified Fried Noodles of Seven Kingdoms"?"

"Of course it is an expression of the aura and spirit of the 'continental hero'!"

Li Han said authentically without hesitation.

“Too wide, too broad!”

Andrea shook her head and said, "There are so many heroes in the mainland. With your realm, do you want to portray all the heroes in the cuisine?"

Hop!

In my mind, there were bells and drums buzzing.

Li Han was stunned.

"Didn't your ancestor's sub-journalism play freely on the topic of 'Continental Heroes'? Although I don't know how your ancestors solved the problem, I think that in your ancestor's realm, you should be borrowing the allusion of the King of Qin to scan the Liuhe, and using the metaphor that he and the dark cuisine world will eventually launch a food change in China..." Xia Yu interrupted.

Applause.

The sound came from the sidelines, and the camera cut through, and it actually came from the Baiyulou competition team.

Li Quan stood up from the chair, applauded and praised: "That's right, according to the clan's book, the ancestors of the Asian magazine did use the power of the "Seven Kingdoms Unified Fried Noodles" to express their inner spirit and spirit. He was telling Liu Maoxing that he could definitely lead the chefs of Liangshanbo to sweep the Chinese cuisine world! The King of Qin, who swept the world through the cooking, was essentially the incarnation of the ancestors of the Asian magazines!"

Upon hearing this, Li Han lowered his head.

At this point, ordinary audiences also understand.

After all, "The Unified Fried Noodles of Seven Kingdoms" is created around the theme of "Continental Heroes". When descendants restored the recipe, they did not understand the true meaning of the topic, so they took the wrong path.

not to mention.

Li Han just projected the perfect self in his heart into the cooking.

The judge Shinichiro Furukawa said ruthlessly to him: "On the surface, you solved the problem wrongly, but in essence it is a gap in the level of cooking."

"right!"

British youth Adelaide said: "How to say that your cooking skills should be about a big level, right?"

He himself is not sure.

A big level missing?

The competition hall once again caused riots due to comments.

The riots fell into Li Han's ears, like thorns piercing their hearts, bloody.

Lose, yes.

However, Li Han would never admit that he was too far from him.

"I don't believe it!!"

Li Han gritted his teeth and looked up, and Li Han met the five judges' wooden faces.

"Then, try it-"

Xia Yu came back from the cooking table and served a large plate in his hand. On the plate, it was the second portion of the Xia Seven Kingdoms unified fried noodles.

"Let me try it too!"
Chapter completed!