An hour passed quickly with several guests busy at work.
Li Weiwei said, "Okay, time is up. Everyone, please bring your dishes to the table in the middle."
The table in the middle, which was filled with food, had already been cleared away.
The first three guests quickly brought up their dishes, but Jiang Mingzhao was still serving something from the pot, a bowl of porridge that you couldn’t tell what it was.
To be fair, Yao Xiucheng went out while the guests were cooking the food.
He just walked in now.
Glancing around the room, the first thing I was attracted to was a bowl of porridge on the table.
“What…what is this!?”
I saw that this bowl of porridge was made of noodles, but the noodles were thick and big, with yellow and white things floating in it, which looked like eggs.
Yao Xiucheng was eliminated without even having a taste.
"I think a qualified dish should not only taste good, but also look good."
Jiang Mingzhao shrugged nonchalantly. He had known for a long time that he couldn't cook, and was dragged up to participate by Shen Yue.
Now that he was the first to be eliminated, he was actually a little happy.
Shen Yue, on the other hand, frowned somewhat unhappily.
If I had known this earlier, I would have done it myself.
The audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.
[Hahaha, this is making me laugh to death. Is Young Master Jiang's cooking skill really that bad?]
[This is even worse than what my mom cooked! I'm afraid I'll get a stomachache if I eat this.]
[Tsk! Can your mom's cooking be as bad as mine?]
If you're not careful, the comment section will go astray.
[Haha, it seems like all mothers in the world are the same. I instantly feel better.]
Next was Nan Yan’s, a brightly colored dish with meat filling rolled in a golden egg skin, fried until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.
She was also thoughtful enough to cut it into small pieces to make it easier for the people behind her to taste.
Yao Xiucheng picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, chewed carefully, then nodded, without saying anything, and moved on to the next dish.
This is a very common home-cooked dish made by Jian Anan, stir-fried broccoli with tomatoes.
Yao Xiucheng also took a small sip, nodded, and then shook his head.
"Everything else is fine, but the cooking temperature is not well controlled. It is a bit overcooked. The dish is overcooked and the taste is bad."
Although he didn't say it explicitly, Jian Anan knew as soon as she heard it that she was definitely not selected and couldn't even get second place.
She secretly gritted her teeth, somewhat unwilling to fail, yet pretending to be generous, she said softly, "It's my honor to receive the teacher's evaluation. I'm sorry that my cooking wasn't tasty this time, and I embarrassed myself in front of the teacher."
In the live broadcast room, Jian Anan's fans all began to feel distressed.
[It's okay, An An, you've tried your best.]
[Yes, compared to someone, you are already very good! ]
[Our An An is so lost. Her expression is so heartbreaking... sob.]
[The one above you, you can say whatever you want, but why are you dragging me down? ]
[Who is pulling her down? She's clearly telling the truth. You guys only look at appearances and not values. You're truly unreasonable!]
[How could there be such a shameless person in this world???]
Soon, Yao Xiucheng came to Song Wanning's dish, which was a pot of fresh soup that smelled very appetizing.
His brows relaxed and he couldn't wait to pick up a piece of beef and put it to his mouth.
He sniffed the flavor carefully first, then put it in his mouth to taste it, and his eyes gradually lit up.
After savoring it for a while, he picked up another seafood mushroom and started eating it.
[This is not good. Judging from the Master's expression, it seems to be delicious!]
[Don't you think that the dishes Song Wanning makes actually look very tempting? ]
[Yes, the moment she lifted the lid of the pot, she looked hungry to me.]
[But she made it so quickly and so perfunctorily, how delicious could it be?]
[The master doesn't know who did it, so his words are definitely not false.]
[Yes, the answer will be announced soon! ]
"I didn't expect the soup to be so unique. The beef is tender and juicy, and the sauce is really appetizing."
I already have the answer in my heart.
Yao Xiucheng thought for a while before announcing, "I declare that the dish that wins first place this time is..."
“This pot of delicious soup!!”
But what was strange was that what greeted Yao Xiucheng's words was silence in the room.
Even in the live broadcast room, which was always popular, all the comments stopped in an instant.
Then came another explosion of comments.
[No way, this has shocked my whole family for a hundred years! Song Wanning is the one who won first place this time!]
[Nan Yan! The eldest daughter of the Nan family! Her mother is now a very famous food blogger on Douyin. How could Song Wanning beat her? Unbelievable!]
【Mom! Tell me if this is true! 】
But before the discussion had started for long, Li Weiwei announced that the live broadcast time was up and asked someone to shut down the live broadcast room.
Leaving behind a group of audiences who have not yet recovered from the shock, shouting "WTF!"
The person who broke the deathly silence in the house was Nan Yan.
She ran up to Song Wanning excitedly and said sincerely, "Great, Wanning, you won first place!"
Jian Anan's face turned pale, and she was unwilling to believe how she could lose to a woman with such a bad personality like Song Wanning.
But she still forced a smile and said, "Congratulations, Ningning."
Shen Yuexin said bluntly: "Song Wanning, how come you suddenly become so powerful?"
Song Wanning's expression remained unchanged. She looked like someone who had a grasp of the overall situation and knew that she would win.
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