If you become a monster, you will succeed

Three days passed by in a flash. A commercial vehicle of average grade but with a high-standard license plate drove into Douwei Field. Chen Shanzang walked out of the car carrying a small package. Sun Xingzhe stood behind him, and Shunlie...he went to park the car.

"This Douwei Field is different from what I imagined!" Chen Shanzang, who had always had a sullen face when he stepped into the Douwei Field, was slightly startled, because this place was not as full of food as Shun Lie had warned before. The aura of a strong man did not have a strong sense of oppression, and there were only twos and threes of spectators sitting in the stands. The feeling given to him was not even as good as the feeling of being surrounded by eighteen bronze men in the kitchen of the Shaolin Temple.

"After all, it's just a small county town." Upon hearing this, Sun Xingzhe said casually:

"You are not a world-famous chef, and your opponent is just a small local gang. How do you expect to achieve anything like earth-shattering food pressure?"

"I know that too, but the contrast is so big." Chen Shanzang adjusted his mood, but there was still a hint of disappointment.

This is not difficult to understand. It is like hearing that football matches are popular around the world since I was a child. There are top venues all over the world, and every audience must be full. When I finally get to compete, what I see is a shabby place without even turf. On the field, there are iron pipe goals without nets, and there are not as many spectators as there are contestants. Even if you know that you are participating in a small and inferior competition, the feeling of disparity is unavoidable.

However, Chen Shanzang's mentality adjusted quickly. After shaking his head, he regained his energy. But then, he saw Guan Jinchi and his younger brothers with hairtail tattoos walking out. However, attracting What Chen Shanzang paid attention to was the burly man standing next to Guan Jinchi, with a sinewy face, over two meters tall and weighing at least 150 kilograms.

This big man looked like a hill just standing there. He exuded a wild aura. Even if the other party didn't make any unfriendly moves, Chen Shanzang still felt heavy pressure.

This is……

Food pressure?

Suddenly, Sun Xingzhe's figure flashed and stood in front of Chen Shanzang. The feeling of looking up at a mountain disappeared instantly, and was replaced by a magnificent vision as if he were standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the mountains.

"Isn't it bad to use your power to overwhelm others before they even begin?"

Sun Xingzhe's eyes were as calm as an ancient well without waves, but his words sounded like a tsunami coming to the ears of the Cihang Gang. The pressure and momentum he had built up were instantly washed away, leaving only the burly man still maintaining his momentum. Chang, smiled and said:

"You're not the one competing with me, get out of the way!"

"The competition is about cooking skills, not martial arts. If you want to fight, come with me!" Sun Xingzhe rolled his eyes and wanted to give this guy some color, but at this moment, Chen Shanzang Taking a step forward, she was level with him, breaking away from the protection of the aura and exposing herself to the awe of the imposing man.

"Old Sun, what he said is right. I am the one competing. If I can't overcome this momentum, will I have to ask you to carry it for me every time I compete?"

Sun Xingzhe was stunned for a moment, and then showed a happy smile. He said no more, just took a step back and relaxed his momentum.

Chen Shanzang's steps immediately faltered, but he stood still immediately. He looked at the big black man and still said harshly:

"It's just a little fierce, but not as good as the abbot!"

"Hmph!" The big black man wanted to increase his intensity, but the staff of Douwei Field finally came out and said seriously:

"Mr. Xiong Shoushan, just the normal hedging of momentum can be regarded as part of the fighting spirit, but if it continues, we will have to declare that you are using unfair competition methods."

"Hey, didn't I lose control?" The strong man named Xiong Shoushan scratched his head and put on an embarrassed and honest expression, but everyone knew that this was just an excuse.

However, after all, the Douwei Arena is an organization composed of people, and it can only guarantee rough fairness. After confirming that Xiong Shoushan did not continue to violate the rules, the staff did not argue any more, but walked to Chen Shanzang and Xiong Shoushan. In the middle of the crowd, holding a document and saying:

"This competition is held by Mr. Chen Shanzang and Mr. Xiong Shoushan, the spokesperson of Cihang Gang. The competition title is dim sum barbecue. The time limit is three hours. The judges are three gourmets with the title of "Jun" in Chanyuan County. The filing appeal system applies , the number of dishes, including review, archiving, and mutual tasting, totals five, do you two have any objections?"

"No." Chen Shanzang heard this and shook his head slightly. The so-called archiving appeal system is to make food that exceeds the consumption amount during the competition, package it and save it according to the type of dish, and keep it together with the video of the production process. , if you are not satisfied with the judging after the competition, you can use this to appeal to the Food Association.

However, this appeal is not about tasting the archived ingredients, but a new competition. However, both parties can only make the same dishes as the archived works, and the role of the archived dishes is to calibrate the standards of both parties' dishes.

Under this rule derived from the "Monkey King Trouble in Heaven" incident, the fair evaluation of the judges can basically be guaranteed. After all, no gourmet wants to lose his or her job just because of one tasting.

"Then, let's compete..."

“Even the parking lot of this shitty Doumi Factory is so rubbish!”

Suddenly, a complaint from the door overwhelmed the staff's announcement. Shunlie walked into the small venue cursing. Only then did he realize what had happened. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said:

"Has this all started?"

"Well, the timer has started. Please invite the two contestants." The staff member who was interrupted did not seem to intend to say it again. He just motioned to the photographer in charge of archiving to start filming the cooking process.

When Shun Lie saw this, he immediately walked up, picked up his equipment and started taking pictures.

"What are you doing?" Sun Xingzhe, who didn't quite understand what was going on here, asked. Shun Lie sighed and responded:

"Although the archive appeal system itself is the fairest competition system, there are many loopholes that can be exploited. There have been attempts to frame judges through appeals. Of course, there are also cases where some details are missed during the filming process to influence subsequent judges. Little trick, in fact, the effect of a single shot like this is better than nothing. The best way is to record the scene directly with the whole network live broadcast like the Monkey King did back then. This can save a lot of trouble, but we currently lack operations , rashly launching a live broadcast will only have the opposite effect."

Sun Xingzhe could only sigh at these gossips in the circle. However, the exchange between the two people did not affect Chen Shanzang's actions.

His movements were as unpretentious as ever, whether it was the strength with which he kneaded the dough or the time it took for him to wake up, he seemed to be able to do it with ease.

Sun Xingzhe couldn't help but feel a little bored about this scene he had seen several times, and immediately turned his attention to Xiong Shoushan.

However, compared to Chen Shanzang's grilled steamed buns, Xiong Shoushan's dishes are obviously much more classic. After all, a lot of dim sum needs to be "baked".

And what Xiong Shoushan makes is the most orthodox "baked cake".

It's hard to imagine that a big man like Xiong Shoushan, who is more than two meters tall, bakes cute little cakes, but the meticulousness he showed at this time is enough to shock people in terms of painting style.

The radish-thick fingers held the rather fragile-looking egg beater and quickly beat the mixture of egg liquid, butter and honey. The afterimage of his hands was even more efficient than the electric egg beater.

It's not that his hand speed exceeds the speed of the electric egg beater, but because his technique of constantly changing speeds during the beating process can move the air more easily than an electric egg beater that speeds up without thinking. Beat it into the egg liquid to produce a fine and dense foam.

And Sun Xingzhe also noticed that Xiong Shoushan did not preheat the oven provided by the event at all. Instead, he motioned to the chef to pour a large box of charcoal into a tall rectangular iron vessel that looked like a charcoal fire box for barbecue joints.

"This is really an interesting way to do it." Sun Xingzhe watched the other party put the wide flat strips on the oven, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly. Looking at this posture, it didn't look like he was going to bake snacks, but rather like he was forgetting. It’s time to pierce the flesh with the iron pick!

Turning his head to look at Chen Shanzang, he saw Chen Shanzang adjusting the small oven while the dough was rising, and the corner of his mouth twitched again.

Although until last night, this kid had only managed to make a toasted bun that Shun Lie could say he could eat, this attitude of not intending to win at all still made him want to stop talking.

Use honeycomb briquettes to bake steamed buns...at least use charcoal? !

Just as Sun Wukong was complaining in his heart, a faint fragrance drifted past his nose.

He turned around and saw the strong man Xiong Shoushan slowly pouring a bucket of honey that looked a little turbid and obviously mixed with something into the oven. The sweet aroma produced by the heating and burning of the honey was mixed with a faint The spicy smell flows on the tip of the nose, making people want to sneeze loudly.

"It looks like it's not just grilled, but also planned to have a smoky flavor." Shun Lie whispered in his ears. Sun Xingzhe didn't know much about cooking, but he also knew that there must be technical content in it, so he immediately turned to Shun Lie. "Elaborate" look.

Shun Lie fine-tuned the camera to ensure that it could capture all the movements of Xiong Shoushan and Chen Shanzang, and then said: "Using sweet ingredients as smokers can increase the flavor of grilled ingredients, but I’ve never seen it baked directly with honey with such high humidity.”

"Oh? You mean this trick failed?"

Sun Xingzhe's tone was a little strange, but Shun Lie shook his head and said:

"Not necessarily, I just know that this approach will make the smoke smell too strong, and the topic of this competition is barbecue. If smoking is greater than grilling, it is off topic. Of course, the other party may also plan to 'grill bacon', The idea of ​​'roasting bacon' is to smoke it first and then bake it, which is the same idea as Chen Shanzang's steaming first and then roasting it."

"Who knows this?" Sun Xingzhe became even more confused after hearing this. Shun Lie could only spread his hands and said:

"I'm just a gourmet, not a chef. If you ask me about the taste and combination of the finished dishes, I can tell you that they won't be the same ten days or eight days. But I've just started making them, and you want to take advantage of me. To get the answer, that would be too flattering on me.”

"Tch!" Sun Wukong curled his lips, but he also realized that this was not an issue he should consider. He looked past Xiong Shoushan, but saw Guan Jinchi sitting on the "training bench" talking to the younger brother next to him. .

Relying on his strong eyesight and exquisite internal skills, he clearly captured the micro-expressions of the two people. Even if he didn't understand lip language, he could still hear some not-so-beautiful words in the subtle wind.

"Hey, I can't cook, but I know how to destroy things!" Sun Xingzhe raised the corner of his mouth and directly communicated with Shun Lie. Shun Lie was slightly startled when he heard the voice in his ear, and then immediately clicked. Nodding, he took out his mobile phone again, took out the mobile phone Chen Shanzang had placed with him and his own mobile phone, as if he planned to take pictures of everything from different angles.

Sun Xingzhe, on the other hand, exerted force under his feet and disappeared from the spot without any warning.

…

Naturally, it is impossible for such a large Douwei Arena to have only one competition area. In addition to the main venues used for large-scale events, most of the time they only use small surrounding venues. And just next door to the Chenshan Cang Douwei Arena, another venue The fight is also going on quietly.

However, the two of them didn't seem to be fighting over each other. Not only did they not have any sense of urgency, they didn't even pay much attention to the handling of the ingredients.

Sun Xingzhe watched the young man sneaking towards the ventilation pipe, and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth...

…

"Cang Ling, your grilled Nordic sweetfish is getting more and more delicious!"

"She Bai, your fried stinky tofu is not bad at all!"

In the battle of flavors, the two chefs were complimenting each other while cooking their own dishes. Although they were competing for flavors, the atmosphere was really harmonious.

But what is more concerning than this harmonious atmosphere is the smell permeating the arena.

how to say……

You can understand it when you see that there is no one around except the judges and the staff who cannot leave the table.

Smelly, fragrant, old, strange...

The various strange smells made people couldn't help but wrinkle their noses, but the subtle aroma contained in the stench was charming.

However, since it is a place used for cooking, the Douwei Field naturally has a complete odor management plan. Even if one side is full of stench, it can ensure that the venue next to it is not affected.

only--

This is only if everything is normal.

But at this time, a young man from the Cihang Gang secretly came to the electric switch.

He didn't pull the switch directly, because it was too obvious. Having done the same thing countless times, he already knew how to operate it so that this action could be maximized without causing a fight. focus on--

As for the appeal...

Even if this kind of game where nothing is bet is included in the complaint list, it will still be the group that receives the least attention. When the results come out, it will be two years at least!

As for two years from now?

Who remembers this game?

A new book will be released at 12 o'clock tonight, but I don't know when the review will be given, so I will read it tomorrow. Just click on the author's profile picture in the book to see other works. Because I am a poisonous person, I will not mention the title of the book. Already... (I've already spoiled myself with several books, and I don't want to make the same mistake again)