Chapter 1017: Play radish

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No wonder Liu Yijin would say this. After all, there are no dishes related to noodles that have a reputation for night food.

however......

Only a few people who deeply investigate the information of night food will understand what happened to night food.

That's right, it's a small bowl of beef noodles.

It's just that Ye Hong didn't plan to move Supreme Beef Noodles out today.

Ignoring Liu Yijin's sarcasm, Ye Hong finally extended his hand toward the chopping board.

Unlike other chefs who have already started on flour, Ye Hong picked up a big radish and fiddled with it.

Some people who were originally paying attention to Ye Hong were shocked when they saw this scene, and then shook their heads again and again.

"Although the night food is great, the manager does not seem to make noodles."

"Let's watch some other chefs."

"Look at it! Chef Shao of the Emperor's Pavilion seems to be moving!"

Shaogang in the Emperor's Pavilion, an ordinary fat man, was easily overlooked under the aura of everyone.

But don’t think about it. How can the chef not have two brushes in a high-end restaurant that can stand in the bustling business district?

I saw Shao Gang showing a happy smile of Maitreya Buddha's style, but his hand did not fall at all.

In the air, the dough flipped back and forth in Shaogang's hands, getting thinner and thinner, but the area was getting bigger and bigger.

However, in the face of this bread larger than his body, Shao Gang was effortless, and his hands cleverly rolled it in the air.

For a while, almost all eyes were on him.

"Good guy, this guy is the dark horse!"

The participating chefs also noticed this scene.

Liu Yijin's face was gloomy, and he glanced at Shao Gang as if he were a big enemy.

Then he proudly said: "Hum! Making a bowl of noodles is not just a matter of hands, knife, fire, ingredients, seasoning...all indispensable.

Let you be proud first, and later let you see what you mean by real face! "

Stimulated by Shao Gang, the rest of the chefs were tense instantly.

In particular, the fast food brother Zhang Yuchen looked at the ingredients on the table with tears.

He usually only pays attention to the study of food and fast food, and rarely enters the pasta field, so at this time it is almost one head and two big.

But the so-called riding a tiger is difficult, and finally came to this big stage, he did not want to be embarrassed in front of so many people.

So Zhang Yuchen gritted his teeth and cooked the noodles in a hurry.

Judging from its appearance, the most common home-made noodle soup should be cooked.

In the group of 100 people, Zhang Yuchen's fans kept sighing.

In their view, Zhang Yuchen is estimated to be unable to support the next round, and is likely to be eliminated in the first round.

It's just that Ye Hong who saw the night food seems to be eliminated along with Zhang Yuchen, so their mood seems to be much better at once.

Ye Hong at this time was still tossing the white radish in his hand.

The moment Ye Hong picked up the knife, everyone thought he was ready to start work.

It is disappointing that he just carved something on the radish, which made everyone more disappointed, and no longer paid attention to Yehong.

In addition to Ye Hong, the eight immortals present across the sea showed their magical powers.

Qi Qiqi sprayed the wine into the air, ignited a flame, and baked the dough.

Such a gorgeous scene, combined with her not bad appearance, instantly captured the heart of a large number of male judges.

The mask male Dongfang Luyong danced with a tiny knife in his hand.

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