Pirates: My crew is the heroine of the 3D zone

Tifa jumped lightly on her feet, and when the other party was about five meters away from her, Tifa moved.

"Increase drive!"

For a moment, Tifa's feet seemed to have springs added to them, and she turned into afterimages that were almost imperceptible to the naked eye and launched attacks from all directions. Her punches hit the flesh, and the two men were unable to move, with their faces and noses swollen.

The skill ended, and the moment Tifa appeared, she launched the next move.

"Exploding Palm!"

A palm filled with fighting spirit struck out heavily, the air exploded, and the two men were knocked off the stage without any direct contact!

At this time, Tifa was the only one still standing on the ring holding the colored ball.

"Congratulations to Miss Tifa from Team 88 for winning the right to set questions for the second game!"

The host excitedly announced the results of the competition, "Thank you to all the chefs for bringing us a wonderful fighting competition. Please let Ms. Tifa announce the cooking topic for the second competition!"

Chapter 56: Popular Buns

"Well," Tifa looked down at the colored ball in her hand and said, "The topic of the second game is making bread!"

"What? It's such a basic topic as bread?" The host was a little incredulous. "Are you really not going to change to a more difficult, rare dish that you are good at?"

"Let's compete in bread making," Tifa affirmed, "making bread is at my advantage."

The host looked at the mayor, and after seeing him nod, he continued, "In that case, the topic of the second game is making bread!"

Upon hearing that the second round was really just a competition of steamed buns, many chefs smiled with confidence.

It is so simple that making buns can be said to be the basics of the basics.

But many chefs looked worried. After all, it was too simple, so simple that it was difficult to come up with any new tricks to stand out in the competition.

As the competition was confirmed, the mayor ordered the tools and ingredients needed for cooking to be pushed out to the square.

Since the topic this time is bread, which involves steps such as rising the dough and baking, which require time to wait, the competition time is limited to two hours.

There was plenty of time, but no one dared to waste it. As soon as the competition started, the chefs got busy making the bread they were good at.

Tifa did the same, kneading the dough in an orderly manner and then waiting.

"Ms. Tifa, are we stopping now?" The host came over to interview, "Don't you need to prepare stuffing or side dishes for the bread?"

"No need," Tifa confirmed, "It's fine to keep it simple like this."

The host glanced at the dough that Tifa had placed in a bowl, which was covered with plastic wrap to keep it from fermenting, and said nothing more, and went on to interview the next chef.

The other party made a thick soup bread bowl with big chunks of beef, which looked delicious.

What Tifa needs to do is not that complicated. After the dough has risen, take it out, cut it into pieces of appropriate size, and then steam it in a pot. They will become white and plump.

But it seems so ordinary.

Several judges looked at the plump white bread in front of them and did not start eating immediately, because in their perception, bread should be baked, golden in color, and emit the aroma of wheat.

"This is the bread that is popular in the Kingdom of Flowers, the Kingdom of Wano, and the Kingdom of Tenakena," the old man who was very good at eating recognized the origin of the bread. "When I was young, I saw this kind of buns in the Kingdom of Tenakena when I was sailing. There were many kinds of buns with or without fillings. It's just that it's been so long that I have long forgotten what they tasted like."

"This is a stuffed bun, called a steamed bun," Tifa said. "This is my most proud work. Please taste it, judges."

Selling buns was how Tifa made a living in the slums.

At the beginning, he only sold buns for the bakery owner as a bun salesman, and he could get a reward of 20% of the sales amount for each bun sold.

But no matter how hard I tried, I could only sell about a hundred a day, and the reward I got was not much.

So Tifa realized that the taste of the buns was not good, so with the boss's consent, she improved the recipe of the buns and sold her improved buns.

Then Tifa's buns became very popular, not only in the slums of the seventh area, but people from other areas also came to buy them and left satisfied.

In just one day, we can easily sell more than a thousand buns!

It’s ten times more than before!

These buns have been tested by diners, and Tifa is quite confident about its taste.

The judges said nothing more and picked up their knives and forks, preparing to cut a piece to taste.

"Wait," Tifa stopped the judges, "When eating steamed buns, just hold them with your hands. Using a knife and fork will ruin the texture."

After hearing this, several judges put down their knives and forks, picked up the steamed buns and took a bite.

Their expressions didn't change at all after the first bite, but as they chewed, the starch in the food was converted into maltose by amylase, and a hint of sweetness was released, and their expressions changed wonderfully.

Tifa's nervousness slowly relaxed and she asked, "How does it taste?"

"Full marks," the old man who knows how to eat replied, "This steamed bun is fluffy and soft, with a rich aroma, and is easy to eat. Even the production process is simple: the flour is fermented and then steamed. It is a more convenient food than common bread.

The important thing is that even toothless old men and children can easily eat it. As a bread, it has all the advantages and is impeccable. "

Others gave similar evaluations and all scored full marks, so in this round of competition, Tifa used her several years of experience selling buns in the slums and scored a full score of 50 points.

Although the competition has not ended yet, reaching the finals is a foregone conclusion.

Tifa packed up the remaining buns and couldn't wait to share the joy of victory with her friends.

"Here, this is the popular steamed bun from the slums. Try it while it's hot."

"Okay," Chen Yongan took one of Tifa's big white buns without hesitation. It was still steaming hot. He grabbed it and found it soft and cottony. Finally, he took a bite. It tasted really good.

Judging from the taste of these buns, it’s no wonder that Tifa was able to make it in the slums and go from being a gold medal salesperson in a bakery to the owner of the bar Seventh Heaven.

"It's delicious," Mona also liked the taste of the buns, "No wonder you included buns in the second game."

"Well, there's still a game to go. I don't know what it is. I'm a little nervous."

"We'll know soon," Chen Yongan said, "After this game, it will be the final."

Chen Yongan was also nervous. After all, whether Jerusalem would lose depended on this game.

It really means a lot.

In the tense anticipation, the passage of time seemed to be much slower.

After Chen Yongan frequently looked at the clock in the square, he finally couldn't help but pull Tifa's hand and said to 2B and Mona: "Let's leave for a while and come back soon."

Without waiting for Tifa to ask where they were going, he pulled her directly onto the street.

"Boss, give me a room for one hour."

The hotel owner looked up and glanced at the couple in front of him, took out the key and slapped it on the table, saying, "Two thousand berries, two hours, turn left on the second floor and it's the first room."

"Thank you," Chen Yongan paid the money, took the key and went upstairs with Tifa.

Tifa finally understood Chen Yongan's purpose at this time. Her cheeks flushed red and she said, "We have a game later. It's not a good time to come to the hotel, right?"

"Because there is still a game," as soon as the door was closed, Chen Yongan couldn't wait to hug Tifa and fall on the bed.

"Relax now so you can better cope with the final later, right?"

"but......"

"No buts," Chen Yongan kissed Tifa's lips directly and held the ripe fruit tightly in his hand.

Tifa stopped struggling and cooperated by unbuttoning her pants, enjoying the break and relaxation during the intense game.

Chen Yongan didn't hold back. He kissed her neck, the top of her breast and her belly, and finally took a bite of the steaming fresh mussels.

Tifa, who was dripping with food, clamped Chen Yongan's head with her legs and stroked his scalp with her fingers. Her intuition told her that she must not lose the next game.

Chapter 57: Champion, Jerusalem's Acquisition

In the final match, the five teams that advanced to the finals were ready for the final battle.

"Welcome to the finals of the food competition!"

The host shouted in a loud voice, "After a day of fierce competition with fists, feet and fire, the five teams that have entered the finals have been selected!

In order not to waste everyone's time, I think everyone is already familiar with these five highly anticipated teams, so I will not go into details and start introducing the rules of the finals!

But before I introduce myself, I have a question for the audience and contestants present. What is something that you cannot live without when you go out to sea, that you must have for a party, and that you need even before going to bed? "

An enthusiastic audience member immediately responded: "Beauty!"

"meat!"

"liquor!"

"That's right!" the host said excitedly, "No one can live without alcohol! So the third competition is about cocktail making!"

"Cocktail making?" Tifa's heart trembled. If this was the competition, then she would definitely win!

"Everyone, please look!" The host on the stage turned sideways, and the red cloth behind him was pulled open, revealing a wide variety of ingredients needed for making cocktails.

“The rules of the competition are as follows: Each team’s chef prepares a cocktail, and the judges score the cocktails based on taste and color. The team with the highest total score wins!

Before the competition begins, all players should note that each team can only hold a maximum of five different base liquors at a time. Each material is limited and waste is prohibited. Changes are not allowed once the mixture has been prepared.

The game begins! "

As the voice came out, Tifa glanced at Chen Yongan and rushed to the stage immediately.

Tifa already has the answer to what kind of wine needs to be mixed. She wants to mix the "Starfall Canyon" that she is best at!

As for Chen Yongan and his colleagues' works, I could only teach them how to mix other things temporarily.

Making cocktails is not difficult, as long as there is someone to teach you, you just need to put the ingredients in the cocktail shaker in order and in the right quantity, shake it a few times and then pour it out.

Thinking of this, Tifa first got the materials for preparing the Meteoric Canyon.

Cranberry juice, sea salt, whiskey...

When he reached for the whiskey, a hand also grabbed it. Tifa looked at the hand and before he could make any move, she kicked him up into the air and took the lead in dealing with the other party.

After living in this world for a few days, Tifa has understood one thing.

Only fists are the only truth here!

He grabbed the whiskey, picked out some Johnny Stout, almond liqueur, lemon, ice bucket and other things, and carried them back to their seats.

"Yongan, let me teach you how to mix a cocktail first - The Godfather."

"The Godfather? I've heard of this. It's a classic cocktail."

"Well, this is something I modified. It's a little different from the common Godfather. I'll tell you, you operate it."

"it is good."

"Put in ice cubes and stir first, then add 50 ml of Johnnie..."

Chen Yongan did as he was told and added the ingredients methodically under the instructions of the bar owner Tifa. After the final stirring and mixing, and garnishing with lemon peel, a cup of tea-red Godfather cocktail appeared in front of Chen Yongan.

"Okay," Tifa said with satisfaction, "Even though the ingredients are different from what I'm familiar with, the taste shouldn't be too bad."

After saying that, Tifa turned around and ran towards the stage again. She wanted to help 2B and Mona choose the ingredients for their cocktails. After they had finished, Tifa mixed the Starfall Canyon, which she was good at.

"They're all whiskey cocktails?" said the old man who knows how to eat among the judges. "Whiskey is a man's drink. Although the drinks made with it taste pretty good, they're too monotonous and not gorgeous enough for viewing. I can only give them an eight for appearance."

"I know," Tifa said, "but whether a wine tastes good or not is never judged by appearance, right?"

"I know, so the appearance only accounts for ten points, and the taste accounts for ninety points."

The old man who was talking about eating picked up Chen Yongan's Godfather and shook it, sniffed the aroma, then took a sip, and then silently wrote down the score on the scoresheet.

The other judges did the same, silently tasting the wine in front of them and scoring it, without making any further comments.

After all, these glasses of wine can only be considered delicious, but there is nothing amazing about them.

When they tasted the Starfall Canyon, the expressions on their faces finally changed.

"This is......"

"This is called Starfall Canyon," Tifa said, "It's Seventh Heaven's signature cocktail."

"Starfall Canyon? Not bad." The old man, who knew how to eat, finished the rest of the cocktail in one gulp and put the glass down heavily. "I can give ninety for this one."

After that, he went to the next group of contestants to evaluate them.

Tifa looked at Chen Yongan and asked, "Can we win?"

"At least we tried our best," Chen Yongan nervously held Tifa's hand, hoping that this would not be their last handshake.

"Ah."

After several judges tasted the food, they returned to the judges' seat, whispered to each other, and finally wrote a note and handed it to the host.