Chapter 489

Name:Ode to Longevity Author:Qinggequeque
"Egg-based dishes, that's not easy. Eggs with green peppers, eggs with tomatoes, and shredded eggs, aren't they within your grasp?"

"It is said that the exam questions of Chaoyang Sect's extra-point competition are difficult, and it is a trick to test people. This year's good luck really made us bump into it!"

"Isn't that right, I'll show you a good hand in a while, what is a good dish!"

Only Feng Qingge looked at the eggs on the plate, her heart sank, the exam questions would never be so eggy, using eggs for cooking, could it be said, just use two eggs!

Feng Ni was crying and looking at the group of happy people, he could only turn his eyes to Feng Qingge and continued: "This time the test question is, use the two eggs on your stove to make four dishes."

"What!" Like a thunderbolt from the blue, the corners of everyone's mouth twitched fiercely. These two eggs, to make four dishes, isn't it difficult for a strong man! Wait, only use two eggs! Everyone felt that it was dark in front of them, and they were about to collapse. How to do this test question!

I saw Feng Ni holding the scroll, clapping his hands, and the disciple on the other side came up with a pot of green cabbage leaves. He said dumbfoundedly: "Considering that eggs are too monotonous, Sect Master Baili added a little green cabbage leaf for everyone, and everyone can take a leaf from it to complete the dish."

"Well, how can I do this!" Cold sweat dripped down on his forehead, Helanbo had no idea at all, and even he couldn't think of how to cook this dish. Although Feng Qingge's cooking skills are good, this topic is too weird. Two eggs and one vegetable leaf, what can you cook!

Flicking his sleeves, Feng Ni continued: "The extra points are all voluntary. If you don't want to participate, you can just give up."

"What are we giving up, we are here to show our cooking skills, how could we be knocked down by two eggs!"

"That's right, it's just two eggs and four dishes, who wouldn't!"

"Scrambled eggs, boiled eggs, steamed eggs...you can make any four dishes!"

Some who refuse to give up are still chattering, picking up their sleeves and about to cook.

However, Feng Ni said softly: "Hey, don't be busy, the topic hasn't been finished yet."

"..." I'll go to your uncle, the restrictions on ingredients, it is already more difficult to ask for four dishes, and the question has not been finished yet, what else is there?

"This time, you really have to be beaten by eggs, and even I feel heartbroken when I read it. The exam questions this time are the most difficult. Listen, everyone can use the seasoning and cooking oil here, and the ingredients are only Limited to two eggs and one vegetable leaf, it is required to make four dishes in half an hour, and... with the four dishes as the main, make a poem that fits the dishes. Now, the chef's extra competition begins!"

Hahaha!

At this moment, Xue Mo really wanted to laugh out loud. He listened on the side, how could anyone solve such a difficult problem. Poems are combined with vegetables, and they are only limited to eggs and vegetable leaves. What can be made out of this, but they are just unpopular things. No matter how much you fry eggs, will they taste like meat?

Baili, Baili, the questions you have come up with are really amazing!

Closing her eyes, Feng Qingge couldn't help pinching the egg. This thing has to make four dishes and a poem. It needs to be completed within half an hour. It's really...

"How about it, is there any way to do it? Just think about it, this Sect Master Baili is too difficult for people, how come this question is much more terrifying than Naruixue volcano." It's better to say that it is the combination of the literary examination and the chef, and the mood of eating something, what kind of poems are you reading!

Helanbo is now one of the top two players. No one else can stay in the venue for the extra points match. He can only go out depressed and stand on the periphery to cheer for Feng Qingge. No matter what, you have to win, otherwise... this face is too low, surpassing that kid Xue Mo!

"What's the title of this, the verse... how can we, the five big and three rough, write poems!"

"Forget it, you can enter the sect anyway, so there's no need to participate in this extra round."

"Well, let's go, it's impossible to make four scrambled eggs."

The chefs one after another went out, not daring to try the topic this time. Before I started doing it, I said that I couldn't compete because of physical discomfort or other reasons. After all, the people who participated this time were all powerful people. Most of them got zero marks in the civil and martial arts exams.

"What are you still doing here, let's go." The man with a big belly smiled disdainfully, glanced at Feng Qingge, who bowed his head in thought, he waved and smiled: "Fool, do you really plan to cook this dish?"

The entire venue was immediately empty. Except for Feng Qingge, everyone abstained, and no one was willing to try this dish. It's just a question that stumped so many chefs.

"Sect Master Baili, what do you want to do?" Others didn't understand, so how could Feng Qingge not understand. What verses and four dishes, everyone has been misled, even if this topic is done by ordinary people, even if you fry a black egg, you can add points!

In the test questions, there is no mention of the word taste at all, two eggs, four dishes, and a poem are attached. This is not the taste at all. No matter how you cook eggs, there will be no other flavors. This test has nothing to do with cooking, so even four scrambled eggs can pass.

Sect Master Baili is not good at cooking, but he wants to add some verses. He has counted the people in this team of chefs, and there are no chefs that are too prominent, so he dares to be so bold. How can a chef who has not even passed the first level of the liberal arts test write poetry in this culinary bonus competition?

This topic was clearly prepared for her.

Feng Qingge couldn't help frowning, but she really didn't know what Sect Master Baili was. If she could, she really wanted to see what he looked like. What kind of old man would he be so partial to her? Could it be because she is the disciple accepted by the master chef Lan Yu?

With a trembling in his heart, Feng Qingge couldn't help taking a breath of cold air when he thought of the word "Master Chef", yes, he couldn't lose his Blue Rain identity.

Holding the egg in his hand, Feng Qingge already had an idea, and immediately broke the eggshell and separated the yolk and egg white. Put in the firewood, light it, and open the pot.

"Does this girl really want to do it?"

"Not necessarily, others are the first in the literary test. It should be no problem to cook a few dishes and add a poem."

"Why do I feel that this topic seems to be made for her."

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Feng Qingge, wanting to see how the woman who was the first in the civil and martial arts exam could make four dishes.