Qian Biao Xia Ya's speech frightened most of the people on the ground.

"This request is too difficult. How can we make that person excited?"

"That is to say, she is the [curry queen]. She is a person who is extremely poor in all kinds of curry dishes at all times, at home and abroad. Such a request is as difficult as heaven."

......

Hearing the whining voices from the audience one after another, Qianbiao xiaya showed an expression of planning. However, when she glanced at the first contestants on the stage, she found that several figures were unmoved and methodically focused on their own cuisine.

Qianbiao xiaya raised her mouth and silently observed the situation of several people.

"Oh ~ it seems that there are still some students worth looking forward to."

......

On the other side of venue B, on the jury table, after some temptation, yisehui still smiled and stood still with her hands on her back: "Miss Zhijiang, please enjoy the food made by these lovely freshmen in Grade 1 today."

Seeing that yisehui could not be shaken, Qianbiao Zhijiang had to give up his little abacus for the time being, holding the list of contestants in one hand and looking at the situation of the contestants under the stage.

"Ah, these two people have the same surname. They are Italian. Are they brothers?"

Because the takmi brothers are foreigners and are unique among the contestants of R himself, they first attracted the attention of Qianbiao Zhijiang.

At this time, takmi was making pasta dough with a rolling pin on the chopping board, but the color of the dough was yellow compared with ordinary pasta dough, which seemed to cater to the theme of curry cuisine. Takmi also added materials such as turmeric into the dough.

After finishing the dough, takmi rolled the prepared dough into a thin layer, and then folded it carefully.

Then takmi took out the half moon blade he was proud of. He held the two handles of the half moon blade in his hands and moved it to the top of the folded dough.

"Dada dada!"

After a quick cutting sound, takmi wiped the half moon blade and put it away. At this time, the folded dough on the chopping board has been evenly divided into spaghetti. This operation surprised the audience.

"Nani! The dough will be cut in an instant. Isn't the half moon blade specially used to chop food materials!"

"And with that knife, the thickness of all the spaghetti is exactly the same. What an excellent skill!"

In the admiration of the audience, takmi put the cut spaghetti aside, opened a pot on the stove, and suddenly a strong meat aroma floated out of the pot.

One of the judges on the jury, Anton Shenwu, a writer, looked at takmi with great interest and guessed what takmi wanted to do: "is this to make curry pasta? It's worthy of being a chef of Italian food. The soup should be the base of curry sauce. It looks like a high soup cooked with beef leg and chicken rack. It's quite standard."

Then he looked at takmi's twin brother Isami: "come on, let me see how his brother is doing."

His words also led the eyes of other judges to Isami. At this time, the pot in front of Isami was full of tomatoes, but it was strange that there was no water in the pot.

Although the judges did not know what Isami was going to do, they were not surprised that Isami used tomatoes.

Qianbiao Zhijiang looked at Isami and said, "although I don't know what the child is going to do, tomato is an indispensable ingredient in Italian cuisine. As an Italian, it seems that the child knows the characteristics of tomato very well."

At this time, a unique fragrance rushed into the nose of Qianbiao Zhijiang, which made her legs tight: "well, what is this mellow and viscous aroma that lingers in her nose for a long time?"

She quickly turned her head and looked in the direction of the smell. Yoshino was frying spices with duck oil, and the source of the smell was the pan in her hand.

There was also a soup pot beside her. Seeing the things in it, Qianbiao Zhijiang raised his mouth: "it's interesting that this child used ducks from the soup base to spices. Is this going to make [game curry]? It seems that we can look forward to it."

"Well done! Yoshino!"

Yoshino turns her head to look at the audience. Not far from senro's support group, Takeo Aoki and akiji Sato of jixingliao are also carrying a flag with jixingliao written on it to help her cheer.

“(^.^)YYa!!”

Yoshino Yoshino smiled brightly, as if they had a scissors hand.

In the field, senro didn't immediately make curry, but lined up seven pots, stewed some things in them, and then stopped caring.

Then senro looked around and looked at the good players.

Soon, he locked the shaved Alice aside.

Alice's cooking table is obviously very different from other players. She is surrounded by high-tech products such as rapid freezer, center separator, constant temperature water bath machine and so on.

"Alice, are you going to be your favorite molecular food? It feels great. It's like moving the whole laboratory. It's really spectacular."

In the face of senro's appreciation, Alice shaved a little complacent and straightened her chest: "ヾ (* Ő ౪ Ő*) Ah, people are well prepared this time. Is it really all right if you don't cook your own food? "

"My things are still boiling in the pot. I'll investigate the enemy's situation now. This is to investigate the enemy's situation. I know myself and the enemy. I won't be defeated in a hundred battles."

Hearing senro's words, Alice shaved without covering up and generously pushed her prepared things in front of senro: "Oh, ha ha, you can see my cooking, but I'm sure you can't see anything."

On her chopping board are the dense mashed potatoes that have been filtered through a fine mesh filter and the crispy pastry that has been roasted. At first glance, these things have nothing to do with curry. Not only senro, but also other audiences and judges are confused.

What is also incomprehensible is shaving xinhufei sand next to Alice. When making curry, the common sense is to stir fry the spices with oil before putting in the spices. In this way, the oil and high temperature can stimulate some volatile components in the spices and make the flavor of the spices smell stronger.

But xinhufei sand didn't do that. She carefully ground and mixed several different spices in a medicine bowl. Instead of using oil, she directly poured them into water to boil.

Seeing the behavior of Fei Sha in Xinhu, Senluo brightened his eyes: "this is a means of decocting medicine. It's rare. I didn't expect that your little secretary would also eat medicine."

Feeling senro's eyes, Xinhu Fei Sha looked up at senro: "you guy, what are you looking at? Don't go back and cook your own food. Although Lord zarineh thinks highly of you, I tell you, I won't lose to you!"

"(~ ￣▽￣) ~ well, don't be so serious, secretary, I'll go back now"

"(″ > dish <) you guy, who is the secretary!"

One side of the shaving Alice said to one side, "the secretary is the Secretary, but I didn't expect you to perform your specialty in public? Is it because you feel pressure to be in a group with me? I'm really sorry."

Xinhu Fei sand said coldly, "don't be amorous. I just think it's disrespectful to Lord zarineh to release water in the autumn trial run by Lord zarineh, who is one of the top ten. Therefore, no matter you or Wu Senluo, I will beat you."

In this regard, shaving Alice snorted, ignored the new household Fei sand and continued to do his own cooking, while senro also didn't care, and returned to his cooking table.

When hsinhu Fei Sha made a declaration to them, she didn't notice that on the cooking table behind her, a short girl with long hair covering her face was staring at her with bitter eyes through the purple and black gas coming out of the pot in front of her.

"Hee hee hee, if you can show off your authority, you can only take advantage of the new family Fei sand. This time, I must beat you down and let Lord Hua rinai look at me with new eyes."

In her pot, there was a bubbling black liquid. She was not so much a stew as a witch boiling the secret medicine of black magic.