Love comes after eating halberds

If this thing was shown to an audience of hundreds of people, and still had no reputation, he could basically live on another planet!

"Hey, why, we started doing it all night."

“Super attentive!”

"No matter what, you are not allowed to bring this to the competition!"

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"There are quite a lot of people here."

After coming to the registration office and simply registering information, Hoshino Sora walked into the venue. He thought it was just a small competition, but he didn't expect that nearly a thousand people gathered at the venue?

The stadium is almost full...

His seat was seat A in the third row, which was said to be a privileged seat for contestants. As for sister Axiang and sister Rika, they were required to buy tickets for [-] yen each, which was still relatively far back.

[Don’t worry, I can do this alone, and I’m not a three-year-old. 】

[Then be careful yourself and don’t conflict with the people around you.The sisters will cheer you on from behind! 】

[Come on Xiao Kong/emoticon package]

[I know, just cheer up and don't shout out. You should also pay attention to safety and try to act together. If you are targeted by bad guys, call me. I will save you no matter what. 】

[I know, Xiao Kong is so considerate and feels safe! 】

[Come on Xiao Kong/emoticon package]

Looking at the small group of three people on the mobile phone, Axiang reminded him to pay attention to safety, while Rixiang was posting a homemade cheering emoticon, a banner that took a whole night to draw, and was back for a limited time.

[Keep it up Rika-san, let’s see how I perform when the time comes. 】

Looking at the competition site below with sharp eyes, there is a virtual digital display at the top of the competition site, where the theme of the competition will be randomly selected later.

The number we got earlier was that he was number [-] in the second group. According to the result of the draw, he needed to compete with number [-] in the second group.

32 into 16, each game lasts two hours, and 8 people can compete at the same time. This is also to save time as much as possible.

After all, what everyone is here to see is the dazzling and passionate duel of cooking masters, not a low-level cooking competition. Saving time in the early stage is also a normal operation.

Chapter 26 The game starts, the opponent is the uncle?

"Dear guests and friends, good morning to everyone, I am your favorite Airi~"

"Airi-chan!"

"Airi!"

"Airi!"

"Airi!"

What the hell?Why did the cheers suddenly increase?

Deafening cheers rang in his ears, and Hoshino Sora couldn't help but cover his ears. He was filled with doubts. He originally looked down at his phone and raised his eyes, and then he couldn't help but open his mouth in shock.

Idol?Or three? !

"truth."

"This is Qianjia. I am honored to be here to host the Sanhe Street Chef King Competition today. At the same time, we will also be today's judges. We hope to get everyone's support."

"Gudu..."

On the stage, three young and beautiful idol girls were holding microphones and smiling. Their beautiful faces made the fans and audience below cheer.

Too shocked, Hoshino Sora couldn't help but swallowed. This intrusion was too much. Why did the backstreet girl appear here?Is this competition organized by the Inugane Group? !

But there is one thing to say. These three buddies have curvy fronts and backs, and they speak nicely. No wonder so many people like them in the drama. However, after knowing their true identities and genders, Hoshino Sora really can't be cute.

No wonder such a small cooking competition can gather so many people and require expensive tickets. Is it because of this? Is Brother San so popular now? !

Resisting the desire to complain in his heart, Hoshino Sora looked up at the sky calmly. What he saw was the steel structure roof of the stadium. No matter what, he should take care of his own game.

Although the intrusion was a bit excessive, it had little impact on him. It was just the deafening shouts behind him that made him feel a little uncomfortable. It was difficult to imagine the mental state of these people.

"Hello, may I have a moment?"

"Oh, okay, but little sister, what are you doing here? Are you lost?"

Looking at the polite little girl with light green hair in front of him, Hoshino Sora looked confused, thinking that the girl was lost. He then showed a kind expression and asked softly.

"Isn't this where the contestants sit?"

"Are you a contestant too?!"

"It's so rude, why can't I be a contestant?"

Hearing Hoshino Sora's question, Yukihira Kazugo spoke angrily. When she came in from the entrance, several people had already asked her if she was lost and wanted to take her to find the staff!

"Seeing that you are relatively young, I should be concerned about you. What is your name? Which group are you in?"

"Thank you for your concern, but before asking others' names, shouldn't you state your own name first? You don't look very old."

Hearing Hoshino Sora's words, Yukihira Kazugo said angrily, what's going on with this guy in front of him?As soon as I got here, I asked for the girl’s name, and she didn’t even tell me her name.

"Sorry, my name is Hoshino Sora. I'm indeed young, but can you really swing a spatula? You're not tall enough to stand on the cooking table..."

"Of course! Just a chair is enough."

"It's a bit difficult for you to operate like this, in every sense of the word."

"It will be solved, and I don't cook. Our family runs a dim sum shop. We will only display various styles of dim sum in the competition. We only participate in the competition to build the reputation of the dim sum shop. It doesn't matter whether we win or not. "

"Okay, then come on."

"By the way, my name is Yukihira Kazuka, and I am a member of the second group."

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Time passed slowly. As the 'Yakuza Girls' idol group finished their opening remarks, the first group of contestants began to take the stage. In less than 10 minutes, eight people stood on the stage.

In front of them is the cooking table provided by the organizer. The cooking table is fully equipped with various cooking tools. Of course, they can also use the tools they bring with them. There are no special requirements for this.

"Are you all ready?"

"Ready!"

Yamamoto Airi once again stepped onto the competition stage, enthusiastically activating the atmosphere at the scene, and the fans in the audience also responded positively. The popularity can be said to be very good.

"Then, the first group's theme lottery starts now!"

He pointed the microphone in his hand at the screen hanging in mid-air. The next moment, the content on the screen began to change. Countless words passed through it, and finally stopped at the theme of 'chicken'.

"Chicken...it's such a simple theme."

Looking at the words that appeared on the screen, Hoshino Sora couldn't help but complain. He thought it would be a difficult subject. With chicken, you can't do anything you want.

However, due to the high choice, it may not be that easy to choose.

As the theme appeared, the staff in charge of the scene slowly walked onto the competition field with a cart. The ingredients provided by the theme were placed on the cart, and everyone's ingredients were the same.

"Are the ingredients restricted by the organizer..."

As the ingredients were placed in front of each contestant, the countdown on the screen in the sky also started. The total duration was two hours, and Airi was responsible for the cooking explanation.

But this so-called explanation of ingredients is just a matter of wandering around in various competition positions and then telling the dishes that one has guessed, and it has very low gold content.

Chicken wings with rice, grilled chicken skewers, fried chicken cutlets, and salt-baked chicken legs are some of the more common dishes...

After watching Hoshino Sora for a while, he lost interest, because the methods are too common, and he can do it even if he is asked to do it, there is nothing new and exciting.

Thinking of this, Hoshino Sora leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest. No wonder Erina Nakiri looked down on this kind of street-level competition. Whether it was innovation or technology, this place was indeed inferior to Totsuki.

This level of cooking is something that housewives would cook. It is difficult to make it taste bad, but everyone is used to eating this kind of food, so the interest is not high, and the enjoyment of the performance is also greatly reduced.

Two hours passed by in a blink of an eye, and he didn't care about the result of the first victory. Sora Hoshino left the auditorium and walked firmly onto the playing field, seriousness gradually appearing in his eyes.

Although his level in the previous game was not high, it did not mean that he would look down upon his opponents. He valued everyone equally, including Yukihira Ichigo whom he met earlier.

"I'm so lucky that it's a little baby. I'm sure to win this game!"

"I hope that senior will show mercy."

Hearing the voice coming from the front, Hoshino Sora's attention slowly increased on the cooking table, and then he saw a middle-aged uncle with a butcher's knife in his hand and a sinister look on his face.

"Baby, let's go home and drink milk. You are participating in some cooking competition. Are you used to using a kitchen knife? See how I beat the shit out of you, hahahahaha."

"Hopefully."

Looking at the proud uncle in front of him, Hoshino Sora didn't refute. To deal with such a person, it would be easiest to slap him in the face with strength. Saying more words would be a waste of time.

However, Hoshino Sora didn't refute, and the other party thought he was scared, so he continued to taunt him with words, hoping to arouse the other party's anger and cause him to be in chaos.

Obviously, this trick is useless against Hoshino Sora.

Looking up, as all the contestants entered, the big screen at the top began to play. Pork, chili, pastries, steaming, and various cooking-related words were switched on it.

Finally, under the cheers of the audience, the big screen slowly stopped, and finally settled on the word 'pasta', which is a broader subject than chicken.

Chapter 27 Spend some snacks

"Pasta?"

Looking at the big screen hanging in mid-air, with the ingredients for making pasta next to it, Hoshino Sora murmured to himself. Seven or eight ideas instantly appeared in his mind, and it was a bit difficult to make a choice for a while.

Looking at other people, many have already started to add water to knead the noodles. It is estimated that there will be a lot of people making ramen. This is also the safest and safest way, but it is also very boring.

In this case, ramen can be excluded first for him, because too much ramen is likely to cause aesthetic fatigue, and he decided to come last.

As the saying goes, the first one will lose. In order to impress his dish, Hoshino Sora planned to serve the dish last and conquer the judges with its unique deliciousness.

"Obviously what we are going to make is pasta. Is there anything like pork, beef, mutton, fish..."

Looking at the bag of flour in front of him and the various types of meat and vegetables next to the flour, Hoshino Sora suddenly had an idea in his mind, so he began to check whether the equipment could complete his inner cooking.

"You can't even think of what to cook. It's been 10 minutes since the game started. It seems like I'm going to win this one without a fight. I'm really lucky!"

"Uncle, being happy too early will not do you any good."

Just when Hoshino Sora was about to take action, he heard the ridicule of the uncle opposite him. He was speechless and then began to chop the minced meat skillfully.

It's summer now, and the dough ferments faster, but if you want the meat to be marinated and flavorful, you must marinate it in advance, at least for an hour.

"The theme this time is pasta. Even if you cut the meat into such fine pieces to make ramen, are you going to make handmade meatballs? Children, you should go back and practice for a few more years."

The uncle in front of Wanwanmian began to peel and devein the shrimps. Judging from his appearance, he must be preparing to make seafood ramen. He was doing it in a normal way. He probably thought that it would be easy to defeat a child.

He turned to look at Yukihira Kazugo. He was more interested in this little girl than the ignorant uncle. Was she ten years old?How is the strength...

Her opponent also had such doubts, and it also caused embarrassment. He kept looking at Yukihira Ichigo, for fear that if she fell, his victory would be disgraceful.

As time passed, Hoshino Sora kneaded the dough and began to test the temperature of the oven. Each oven has different performance, and even if it has the same temperature index, the real temperature inside it may not be the same.

Therefore, if you want to control an oven well, you must test the temperature in advance, so that your cooking can be in the most perfect condition. Hoshino Sora is a fastidious person, especially after being repeatedly ridiculed by Nakiri Erina, he was very concerned about his own cooking. The requirements have also become more stringent.

“Contestant No. [-] finished the cooking first, let’s see what kind of creation she brought us!”

Hoshino Sora had just pushed the food into the oven when Airi's voice suddenly sounded, attracting the attention of everyone present, and everyone's attention was focused on contestant No. [-].

It was a little girl of about ten years old, with a small stature and wearing a small white chef's uniform. She was walking towards the judges' seat with firm steps.

"What a cute little sister, let your sisters see what delicious food you made?"

(Damn, how come anyone can participate in the competition? Didn’t they go through screening in advance? Such a little girl doesn’t know how to cook any dark dishes.)

Looking at the young Yukihira Ichigo, Airi, Mari, and Chika had subtle expressions. Whose chef was absent and asked their children to take over the job? But even if they took over, they would choose an older one.

They had noticed Yukihira Kazugo a long time ago. They saw her stepping on a stool and working hard in a small area. She didn't know what she was doing, but she was the first to finish cooking.

"Yi Guo, come on! Yi Guo, come on!"

In the audience, a group of mature-looking chefs wearing white chef uniforms were cheering for Yukihira Ichigo. Among them was a young man holding a big flag and shaking it vigorously. Their heads were tied with ribbons, and the ribbons said "Come on."

"Okay, this is so embarrassing."

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Yukihira Kazugo's face turned slightly red, then he placed his food on the judging table and slowly opened the plate in his hand.

"Please taste it, this is Lusong's flower snack!"

The next moment, there seemed to be colorful lights blooming in the sky, and several groups of exquisite Japanese flower snacks appeared in front of the three people. At the same time, on the big screen at the top, the figures of the snacks were also enlarged.

This competition is broadcast live in real time, and every dish presented will be filmed on local TV stations. This is also the main reason why everyone participates in this competition, fame.