Chapter 157 The game is online (seventh update) (an additional update because I can’t sleep)
Jiang Feng, who felt unhappy, continued to sit in the corner and silently ate his lunch box. Zhang Guanghang sat on the only sofa in the lounge, surrounded by female staff who were young and no longer young.
Longan, cherries, freshly squeezed juice, exquisite fruit plate...
Jiang Feng looked at the two-vegetarian and one-vegetarian lunch box in his hand and the already cold boiled water at his feet.
What a stark contrast, what a huge gap.
Jiang Feng immediately turned his head and stopped looking. As expected, people are more irritating than others.
At about 7:40, the staff came to call all the players to go to the competition venue and take their seats.
The audience has all arrived, and the judges have also taken their seats at the judges' table. Jiang Feng didn't know anything about lighting and photography. Anyway, there were people who knew how to do it. All he had to do was stand quietly in front of the cooking table and wait for the competition to start.
Han Guishan sat leisurely on the judges' bench, looking at each contestant with interest. Sometimes Jiang Feng was really curious about where this boss with a strange style of painting could spend so much time away from doing business every day.
Jiang Feng looked towards the auditorium. The provincial station was the provincial station. Even the seats in the auditorium were so spacious. Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian were sitting in the second row and stood out. Jiang Jiankang was waving to Jiang Feng excitedly.
Comrade Wang Xiulian looked disgusted and slapped down his waving left hand.
Jiang Weiming smiled at him. Jiang Weiguo was looking elsewhere and didn't see Jiang Feng at all. What's more, Sun Guanyun was sitting next to Jiang Weiguo.
There was no pot on the cooking table, only a chopping board, a kitchen knife, and a bowl of an unknown mysterious substance, like a mixture of various spices and a glass of strangely colored juice.
It seems that Wu Minqi guessed correctly, this competition is all about knife skills.
All the lighting and photography were in place, and at eight o'clock, the live broadcast started on time.
The female host made some emotional opening remarks that no one cared about. She only had a few words and gave a brief introduction to the Good Taste Cooking Competition. After introducing the sponsors, she quickly got to the point and introduced the judges.
All the contestants were surprised to find that the host's introduction to the judges was the same as what he had said to them before, without changing a word.
"Now, let me announce the rules of this 32-to-16 knockout round."
Finally, let’s get to the point.
"The theme of this game is Wei and Wei." As soon as the host finished speaking, the two characters Wei and Wei appeared on the display screen behind.
"As we all know, knife skills and seasoning are the basic skills of a chef. In this competition, what we are going to test is the basic skills of each contestant."
"There is a bowl of crushed mixture of sixteen kinds of spices on each cooking table. Contestants can only smell it but not taste it. If they violate the rules, they will be disqualified from the competition on the spot. And the glass of vegetable juice on the right side of the cooking table , which is made from twelve kinds of cooked vegetables mixed and pressed Contestants can taste the juice at will. Everyone has half an hour to observe and answer. The whiteboard is under the cooking table. One point will be awarded for correct answers, and one point will be deducted for wrong answers. Please do not take chances and rely on blind luck. Guess and get through.”
"The eight contestants with the lowest scores will be eliminated on the spot."
"There are still 3 minutes left before the start of the game. As soon as the countdown on the screen ends, all players can start."
A clock counting down appears on the display.
Jiang Feng's heart skipped a beat and he felt like he was getting cold.
Looking around in panic, everyone's face was filled with calmness and calmness. The problem was not big, it was trivial, it was so simple.
His face was calm and calm, as if he had already won the championship.
Jiang Feng felt like a rookie who accidentally entered the big boss's gathering.
"Dad, what should I do? Xiaofeng has a bad sense of smell and taste!" Jiang Jiankang in the audience also panicked and hurriedly asked Jiang Weiguo for help, "The Texas Braised Chicken he made last time...he... How can he compare!”
"Shut up!" Jiang Weiguo said impatiently.
"Hey, your grandson is going to be eliminated?" Sun Guanyun added fuel to the fire.
"It would be the same if my grandson eliminated your grandson." Jiang Weiguo choked back.
"Heh."
Pretending to be calm on his face but panicking in his heart, the people next to Jiang Fengxue looked at the spice foam in the bowl calmly.
It was really powder. From what Jiang Feng could see so far, even the slightly larger particles could not be seen. It could be said that it had been ground very finely, leaving no room for any loopholes.
The three-minute countdown was ticking every second. Jiang Feng became more nervous with each tick, as if there was a butcher's knife on his neck, going down little by little. At the end of the game, he would die.
The two old men were sitting in the audience. If Jiang Feng was eliminated, it would be difficult for him to make it out of the studio alive.
"Beep, beep, beep, the game begins." The mechanical sound sounded.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath to comfort himself.
It's okay, they are all pretending, and they are actually very smart. Who can be sure about this kind of anti-humanity problem?
Pick up a small handful of powder and put it in the palm of your hand, rub it open, bring it to the tip of your nose and close your eyes to smell it carefully.
The first thing to notice is the taste of star anise and angelica, which are very easy to distinguish.
Sixteen kinds of spices and seasonings are mixed together, and you can only smell it but not taste it. Some spices have a similar fragrance, and some spices have a very light fragrance but a strong taste. Jiang Feng closed his eyes, remained motionless, and smelled quietly for a long time, so long that it made people wonder if he was asleep.
That's what Jiang Jiankang felt. He didn't dare to bother Jiang Weiguo, so he could only bother Wang Xiulian.
"What kind of situation is this? Why don't you move!"
"You must have fallen asleep, right?"
"Tell him to have a good rest and not to play with his mobile phone until midnight at night. If he just doesn't listen, look at him, he will feel sleepy at the critical moment."
"What should I do? What should I do? Everyone else has started writing, why doesn't he stop?"
Wang Xiulian was also nervous, and she became even more nervous after being nagged by Jiang Jiankang like this. She cursed angrily: "Shut up, I'm going to sleep with you, you big-headed ghost!"
Jiang Jiankang was so aggrieved that he shut his mouth.
After a while, Wang Xiulian asked: "Is this question difficult?"
"It's difficult." Jiang Jiankang said straightforwardly, "Smelling spices is more difficult than drinking vegetable juice. The sense of smell is a test of talent."
On the other side, Sun Guanyun also said to himself: "It seems that Xu Cheng came up with this weird topic of smelling spices."
Eight minutes passed and Jiang Feng finally opened his eyes.
He smelled seven.
Star anise, angelica root, pepper, lemongrass, Sichuan peppercorns, mint and cumin.
There were also cinnamon twigs and cinnamon bark. He could faintly smell them, but he couldn't tell which one they were.
He could only identify seven types, and he was really unsure.
Looking around subconsciously, most people had already started to taste vegetable juice.
Jiang Feng first wrote the seven types he identified on the white board, and then picked up the vegetable juice.
Weird colors, a mixture of twelve kinds of vegetables, Jiang Feng almost cried after sipping a little.
I understand the truth, why do you put Chaotian pepper?
Is Pi happy now?
In the first bite, Jiang Feng tasted Chaotian pepper.
Desperately, he picked up the cup and took a second sip.
Tomatoes, pumpkin, radish.
In the third bite, there were onions and some kind of mushroom.
The fourth bite, carrots and loofah.
The fifth bite, Chinese cabbage.
On the sixth bite, Jiang Feng dared to use his experience of making mushroom soup for a month to guarantee that the mushrooms in it were Hericium erinaceus.
The seventh bite, cabbage.
The eighth bite, potatoes.
On the ninth sip, I didn’t drink it.
On the tenth sip, I still didn’t drink it.
The eleventh bite.
Jiang Feng felt a little overwhelmed.
After half a cup of vegetable juice was consumed, and the box lunch he had eaten before had not yet been digested, Jiang Feng was afraid that he would burp in public.
The last vegetable couldn't be tasted.
Jiang Feng began to write the names of vegetables on the whiteboard.
In the audience, Wang Xiulian could see Jiang Feng's current state at a glance, turned to Jiang Jiankang and said, "My son is full."
Jiang Jiankang: "..."
How could his son be so honest? While everyone else was tasting it bit by bit, he was the only one who drank it one sip at a time. He was about to finish the big cup in no time.
With seven kinds of spices and eleven kinds of vegetables, Jiang Feng was confident that he could get eighteen points. Before I started to feel happy, I looked around and saw that everyone's face was full of confidence.
Jiang Feng couldn't drink any more vegetable juice. If he drank more, he would be really full, and he had already drank so much that even if he drank it all, he probably wouldn't be able to taste the last two.
He set his sights on spices.
There are still more than ten minutes left. If I try harder, I might be able to smell cinnamon bark or cinnamon twigs.
Picking up the bowl of spices, Jiang Feng planned to take a full bowl and smell it closely.
Align the rim of the bowl with the tip of your nose.
"Ding, the game update is complete."
Before Jiang Feng had time to be happy, the next second——
"An optional side mission appears, please..."
"Optional appears..."
"Appear..."
"Get 97 sutra points..."
"Get 6..."
"Get..."
"Get..."
"Get: Identification (Advanced)."
"Open information..."
"Get 1..."
……
Hundreds of different game prompts sounded in Jiang Feng's mind at the same time, exploding in his mind like cannonballs.
"duang."
Jiang Feng held the condiment bowl and fell it directly to the ground.
"Smash it!" Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang screamed in the audience.
The two old men stood up together.
"Jiang Feng!" Wu Minqi put down the cup in her hand and ran towards him.
"This player!"
"Contestant Jiang Feng!"
There was chaos on and off the stage.
Brother Feng: Let’s find out more about the unofficial male lead
(End of chapter)