Chapter 392 Doesn’t your conscience hurt?

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" Da Zhuang was still listing the ingredients when Wan Yuyue quickly interrupted him, "Are you sure you're making dumplings? Why are there so many ingredients?"

"In a competition, can ordinary materials impress the judges?" Guo Gaoang asked back.

"That's true, but how did he manage to handle so much?" Yun Yongyuan and Wan Yuyue were eating and gossiping while holding their bowls.

"It's too late to deal with it, but it's not too late not to deal with it." Da Zhuang raised the corner of his mouth.

"Just use the juicer and do it with one click." Guo Gaoang winked.

"ah?"

"Can I eat that?"

Wan Yuyue and Yun Yongyuan looked confused.

"You can eat it, but you might vomit the leftover food after eating it."

"They squeeze juice directly from raw fish and meat, like large intestines, liver, brains, crucian carp, and shrimp. If they're alive, they kill them, and if they're dead, they put them directly in the pot. They put everything in one pot, squeeze out the juice, and use that to make flour. They blend the other ingredients in a blender into large chunks and use them directly as stuffing. It's all handmade, and there's no additives except salt."

"When you squeeze the juice, all the internal organs, blood, and fat come out. The juice is full of oil, blood, and bile."

“It doesn’t even remove the fishy smell.”

“It wasn’t even blanched.”

"Of course, when you cook dumplings, they must be cooked."

“It’s just the taste…”

“It’s completely authentic.”

“It still has the original flavor of a mixture of various ingredients.”

"Several judges who stuffed the dumplings whole vomited on the spot."

"Those who didn't vomit rinsed their mouths dozens of times, and all the gum sponsored by the advertisements was eaten up."

Da Zhuang and Guo Gaoang sang in unison.

"YUE..."

"vomit……"

Yun Yongyuan and Wan Yuyue, who were eating the sweet soup, put down their bowls on the spot. The sweet soup they had been waiting for for a long time suddenly lost its flavor.

Zhao Xiaojing, who had already put down her bowl, couldn't help but laugh secretly, and even Nie Xiuqi slightly tightened his lips.

"Why are you harming us?!"

"Brother Nie, when did you finish eating?"

Yun Yongyuan and Wan Yuyue's faces were filled with despair.

"When you asked me to talk just now, I just finished eating without saying anything!"

“Hahahahahahaha!”

"You told us to say that!"

Da Zhuang and Guo Gaoang high-fived each other amidst wild laughter, picked up their bowls again, and in a very good mood, each scooped a bowl of shaved ice from the soup bowl on the side and continued to add some toppings.

"Can you still eat?"

"Doesn't your conscience bother you?"

"My conscience will hurt if I don't eat it!" Dazhuang looked at Wan Yuyue with a smile, and he and Guo Gaoang ate even more vigorously.

Yun Yongyuan and Wan Yuyue held the bowls and didn't know whether to eat or not, and their faces were full of confusion for a moment.

"No, my brain is full of that juice, I can't eat it." Yun Yongyuan said in resistance.

"I'm afraid I can't make it..." Wan Yuyue was in tears.

Zhao Xiaojing laughed for a long time before she regained her voice. "Old Guo, how do you know so much? Didn't you not go?"

"I didn't go, but I was the first victim!" Guo Gaoang said, holding a bowl of sugar water. "Da Zhuang sent me the picture of the half-bitten dumpling as soon as he came out last night. I was eating and was curious about the color of the dumplings. They were so strange, so I asked him! He described it to me much more vividly than I do now. He didn't even scrape the scales off the fish or gut them, and he even put the sheep's eyes and pig's brains straight into the juicer. The fishiest thing I've ever seen was even worse than that. Tsk tsk."

"I see that you are not seriously injured, and you even seem to be enjoying it a bit?" Zhao Xiaojing looked at the "victim" Guo Gaoang with suspicion.

"That's your bowl of sugar water, and Brother Yun and Sister Wan cured me. Seeing them like this, all my injuries were healed." Guo Gaoang laughed again, while Wan Yuyue and Yun Yongyuan glared at him again.

"How did that bite feel?" Zhao Xiaojing looked at Dazhuang with a smile.

"I have a keen nose, so I didn't eat it first when I smelled something strange up close. By the time the other judges finished eating, their mouths were full of fishy smells. I almost wanted to throw up! But there was no other way. The rule was that each judge had to taste at least one bite, so I only took a small bite. The taste was so bitter, fishy, ​​sour, smelly, and astringent that I immediately spat it out and rinsed my mouth dozens of times."

"Huh!" Wan Yuyue fanned the air with her hands in disgust, and Yun Yongyuan also turned his head back unconsciously.

"We are still analyzing whether this contestant wants to go the black and red route, or whether he knows that his cooking skills will not go far, so he starts to do some fancy things in this scene where there is a video recording and there is a chance that the clips will be selected to be broadcast on TV. This will increase the probability of broadcasting, and then use this to build his personality and become popular." Guo Gaoang was not affected at all and ate the sugar soup with big mouthfuls.

"And when watching the video, he looked at the camera several times. He seemed to get excited when he saw the camera. It looked like he was going to cut up the fish, but he put the whole fish in after seeing the camera." Da Zhuang was not affected and ate with relish.

"I, I'll go cook." Yun Yongyuan's face turned pale.

"I'm going too!" Wan Yuyue said in a panic.

Zhao Xiaojing pursed her lips, feeling a little disgusted, and hurriedly changed the subject. "There was another contestant. I remember he had instant noodles, but in the end, it seemed like all of them were steamed dishes? Does steamed dishes also fit the noodle theme?"

"That wasn't just any steamed dish. I was stunned at the time, but another judge noticed. They were wrapping the dishes in instant noodles," Dazhuang explained. "They also use a blender to break it up into powder, then use it as flour to coat the dishes. It's like they're going to deep-fry them before steaming them."

"He's also a creative contestant." Zhao Xiaojing was enlightened.

"Who says it's not? Speaking of creativity, we encountered quite a few today. One was a Russian doll-shaped pastry made with fruit juice and flour, with multiple layers of filling. It tasted pretty good, and the judges gave it a unanimous approval. Another was a hand-rolled dough with a hollow center and stuffed with meat, but perhaps due to time constraints, only two were made in the end, so they didn't pass. Another was a dough with all sorts of carvings that looked incredibly beautiful, but tasted like steamed buns, and only received half a vote. Anyway, there were all sorts of weird and wonderful things. Of course, there were also a lot of weird things, but the most outrageous thing was the dumplings I just mentioned, which were pure spoof."

While Dazhuang was talking, he and Guo Gaoang drank two more bowls of sugar water. Nie Xiuqi also picked up the bowl again and scooped a few spoonfuls to taste it carefully.

Zhao Xiaojing chatted with the two for a while, then went back to the kitchen with Nie Xiuqi to continue cooking. Dazhuang and Guo Gaoang packed up the remaining ingredients and put them back in the refrigerator, then took out their computers and started working on their own things.

The rice bowl shop has become a regular stop for the three food bloggers. They often visit to take care of business, often packing up delicious food from other shops for Zhao Xiaojing, and then come back to eat for free when the shop is closed. As a result, they have become close friends. While waiting for free meals, they stay at the shop and do their own things without any awkwardness.