Life is a Game

Even though Roland worked very hard, the speed of kneading the noodles still couldn't keep up with the speed of cooking the porridge on the opposite side. The 5 barrels of porridge in Taifeng Building were all put into the pot soon, and all the ingredients for Jiang's Ginseng Soup were also processed.

Chef A Nuo secretly hated his younger brother for not being up to date, but he did not speed up the processing of the ingredients without authorization. He still processed the ingredients according to his original rhythm, a step slower than Jiang Feng, and it seemed that the overall progress of the restaurant on the top floor was slower than that of Taifeng Building. a lot.

Of course, Sun Maocai, who was slowly processing seafood, was directly ignored by everyone.

Half an hour has passed since the game.

Some of the audience in the auditorium couldn't sit still anymore.

To put it bluntly, the audience watching the live broadcast actually has more viewing experience than the live audience. The audience watching the live broadcast still has a nonsense commentary. Although this commentary can’t say a single sentence in 10 sentences, it is a commentary anyway. . It was even worse for the audience, they didn't even have a commentary, they could only stare blankly at the stage, they couldn't see clearly from the distance.

Comrade Wang Xiulian also felt very bored. She looked back at Wu Hanxue and Wu's mother in the back row, and found that the future in-laws and in-laws were staring at the stage intently, one with a smile on their faces and the other with a serious face. In embarrassment, he stomped on Jiang Jiankang, who was already dozing off.

"Aw—." Jiang Jiankang subconsciously groaned, and before the expansive punctuation ended, he covered his mouth and turned into a full stop.

He still has a sense of proportion.

"Why sleep? My son is still in the game! You dare to sleep when it's so important. Didn't you see the in-laws and mother-in-law watching so seriously? Give me the energy to straighten my back!" Wang Xiulian scolded in a low voice Said, Jiang Jiankang immediately straightened his chest.

"Honey, what time is it?" Jiang Jiankang regained the feeling of going to class in his childhood.

"Ten thirty."

"Great, we can have lunch in an hour." Jiang Jiankang cheered himself up silently.

In fact, there is no need to wait for an hour at all, and the first batch of porridge will be out of the pot in 15 minutes.

Before the porridge was cooked, Wu Minqi and Sun Jikai began to prepare the ingredients for the second and third batches of porridge, and it can be said that they never stopped. The first batch of porridge had just come out of the pot, but with Jiang Feng's approval, the staff dragged it to the backstage to be dressed up and waited for distribution. The second batch of porridge was served quickly, without even turning off the fire, and the connection was seamless.

The audience at the scene immediately boiled.

If you compare it with a movie, the first batch of porridge out of the pot represents a small climax.

The commentator also became excited in an instant. He had already started to introduce Chef Arnold's great achievements over the years. You must know that the game has only started for more than 40 minutes, so it can be seen that he really has nothing to say.

"Okay, I believe all viewers and friends who watched the live broadcast, you have also seen that the first batch of porridge cooked by the chef of Taifeng Building has been cooked. There are five barrels of this batch of porridge, and the barrels are the largest capacity. These five barrels are all preserved egg and lean pork porridge."

"This is actually the welfare of the audience. During the entire competition, both Taifeng Building and the restaurant on the top floor will continue to serve dishes for the audience friends to taste. Well, we can now see that the staff has begun to distribute to the audience, Obviously, they start from the first row. It is worth mentioning that the audience in the first three rows are all relatives and friends who watched the contestants before. Let us see what they think of the preserved egg and lean meat porridge distributed by Taifenglou this time. What's the reaction?"

"Hey, I need to give a special introduction to the old gentleman who was shown on the camera just now. He is Mr. Jiang Wei Mingjiang who is the second in the latest ranking of the celebrity chef list announced this time, and he is also the elder of contestant Jiang Feng. Okay, we can Seeing that Mr. Jiang has already taken the porridge bowl, he should be very satisfied with the preserved egg and lean meat porridge made by contestant Jiang Feng this time, obviously he is also very confident in contestant Jiang Feng's dishes today."

"Look, the relatives and friends of the Jiang Feng contestant next to Mr. Jiang have already started drinking. He drinks the porridge very fast. 2, 3, wow, it only took him three seconds to finish a bowl of porridge. Seeing the expression on his face, it is obvious that he still wants to have another bowl. Unfortunately, due to the large audience, each audience may only be given a bowl of porridge..."

Of course, it is impossible for each viewer to get only one bowl of porridge. The porridge bucket prepared by the program group is the largest porridge bucket specially designed for cooking porridge in porridge shops. And I don't know who ordered it. The bowls of porridge for the first three rows of relatives and friends are obviously much larger than the ordinary audience in the back, especially Han Guishan's. Jiang Feng can tell that Boss Han's bowl is bigger than Jiang Jianye's next to him. The bowl should be bigger.

What Jiang Feng didn't know was that Han Guishan wasn't the one with the biggest bowl.

It's Wu Hanxue.

The program team brought him a bowl of porridge.

It's the kind of pot that ordinary people hold rib soup.

Wu Hanxue looked at a bowl of porridge: ...

To be honest, he didn't know for a while whether the program group was targeting him or treating him preferentially.

As an excellent Sichuan chef with decades of work experience, he knew that the weight of this bowl of porridge was definitely not less than two catties.

Wu Jialiang who was beside Wu Hanxue looked dumbfounded, thinking that he just sent a message to his cousin telling her that his uncle wanted to drink porridge, so he wouldn't be serving a bowl of porridge right away.

Holding the bowl, Wu Jialiang looked at the Jiang family who were drinking porridge in front of him, and suddenly understood why his cousin asked the staff to teach Wu Han a bowl of porridge.

It should be because I stayed in Beiping for too long and was influenced by people around me.

Thinking of this, Wu Jialiang took a sip of porridge.

! ! !

"Third Uncle." Wu Jialiang held the bowl in a much more pious posture than before, and smiled as he looked at Wu Hanxue who was still staring at the bowl with a suspicious expression on his face, "If you really can't finish drinking, I'll help you drink a bowl. "

He said and raised the spoon.

Wu Hanxue:?

Ever since the staff handed the bowl of porridge to Wu Hanxue, Jiang Jiankang, who couldn't sit still, suddenly regained his energy. He didn't complain in his heart that his son had forgotten his father when he had a father-in-law. A head turned.

"Future in-laws..."

Wu Hanxue:? ? ?

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, master Wu, can you finish this porridge? If you can't finish it, let's change it. I haven't touched this bowl yet." Jiang Jiankang looked enthusiastic.

Wu Hanxue:?

Wu Hanxue exchanged porridge with Jiang Jiankang with question marks on his face, not because of anything else, but mainly because he really couldn't drink it.

Jiang Jiankang happily held a bowl full of porridge, and was about to open his mouth to pour it down when he was slapped dumbfounded by Wang Xiulian's slap on the leg.

"Don't be ashamed, and exchange porridge, show some face, does your son usually tell you to drink less or eat less?" Wang Xiulian hated iron for steel.

"Honey, I see that my future in-laws really can't drink it. Isn't this a help? Those who can eat more." Jiang Jiankang looked aggrieved.

"You're the only one with a lot of nonsense!" Wang Xiulian glared at Jiang Jiankang, turned her head and gave Mama Wu a bright and friendly smile, then turned her head and whispered, "Leave half a basin for me."

"Did you hear that? Don't drink too much!"

"oh."