Chapter 885： : Agent War (Chinese)

Xia Yu successfully recruited horses and ran out of power.

Wei Zhong and Ye Feizhou also followed the selection of students. The first to gather all three students was Ye Feizhou.

After a while, only two students remained in the camp.

Both Xia Yu and Wei Zhong are left with a recruiting quota.

Who to choose?

The two were actually high school teenagers who had previously received the attention of Xia Yu and Wei Zhong, and the master miner with a simple smile.

"No. 1 Zhang Yang, No. 9 Song Han, what is your choice?"

The hostess urged.

The miner master on the 9th said a little nervously: "I think of Chef Xia!"

"I'll go to Wei Kitchen!"

The No. 1 high school student said.

Uh!

Xia Yu's buttocks left the chair, just about to stand up, intending to throw the olive branch to this high school student, unexpectedly, no one hesitated, directly into Wei Zhong's arms. He sat back, and his smile swept over the camera with a smile on his face.

"Ah--"

Beside, Wei Zhong's mouth has a delicate smile.

He always sat, did not speak, did not grab people, the three students under his command automatically surrendered, and easily gathered.

This is fame and heritage.

The student No. 1 who brought out a "Carp Rice Cake" question, faced the host's question with a natural tone, saying, "Why choose a kitchen chef? The reason is very simple. The kitchen chef was Wuxiu talented in his early years, graduated Over the years, his own cooking skills have been infinitely close to the dragon level, and it can even be said that one foot has stepped in. Although Ye Chu and Xia Mo Wang are powerful, they are more than one level worse than Wei Chu!"

"Selecting the strongest, I can learn more with the more powerful mentor!"

The good birds perch.

As this high school student puts it, cooking is fundamental!

The camp is divided.

Xia Yu, Wei Zhong, and Ye Feizhou all left the seat, and the hostess took over a bottle sign in the camp aperture. "Three mentors, you draw one lot each, and each sign represents a round of battle!"

The hostess blinked.

"About the topic and rounds, as well as the participants, will be discussed and decided by you!"

"The program team will not interfere!"

The three followed suit.

"New Year Cake!" Xia Yu's eyebrow jumped and opened the first pick first.

"Mine is'San Maru'!"

Ye Feizhou spread the opened sign on his palm.

"San Maru?"

"Well, in the land of Jingchu, New Year's Eve pays attention to'Sanquan','Three Cakes', and'Three Pills', three of which are fish balls, meatballs, and lotus balls. There is a sentence in Jingchu City-no No pills, no fish, no feast!"

Ye Feizhou understands Jing Chu's customs very much.

After all, don't forget that Huang He is also one of his teachers, Wei Zhong is Ye Feizhou's master brother.

"What about the guardian?"

Asked the hostess.

When the camera Wei Zhong showed his winning lottery-"Wan Nian Liang."

Xia Yu frowned into a "chuan character".

Ye Feizhou saw that he was a bit ignorant, and the hostess had sent Xia Yu a microphone to ask for questions. He secretly called badly and quickly rushed to answer: "The so-called '10,000-year food' has a long history, from Jiangsu and Zhejiang to Fujian and Guangdong. Everyone has the custom of preparing 10,000 years of food..."

"If it is in Yuezhou, people will eat Wannianliang on New Year’s Day. The "Wannianliang" here is a banquet for three days for the whole family. Wuguo porridge boiled with ingredients such as Gushi, lotus seeds..."

Capitalized ignorant!

Xia Yu knows a few things about these three signatures.

But "San Maru" and "Ten Thousand Years Food" have the topic of strong local folk customs, and Xia Yu is tricky.

have to say.

In the homework of Chinese local folklore and gastronomy culture, Xia Yu is far better than Ye Feizhou, who is regarded as the "Chu Jun".

Seeing Ye Feizhou talking happily, Xia Yu could not help raising his thumb.

"Great!"

Admitting that others are stronger than yourself is not a collapse of confidence, but a calmness.

In the past, the heroes of Rennes and Liu Pengxing had to travel around the world to truly meet the folk food culture of all parts of the Chinese world and meet more powerful chefs. But now, Xia Yu returned to China at the beginning, in this basic blank, Ye Feizhou is stronger than him.

"Then the question is coming, how to sort the three questions? What question is the first one..."

Xia Yu just said, Wei Zhong cast a smile on him.

"It's better to start with the "New Year Cake" in your hand?"

Wei Zhong glanced at the signed paper in Xia Yu's hand.

With a heartbeat, he noticed the disdain in Wei Zhong's eyes, and Xia Yu finally had an aftertaste.

This……

Rice cakes are mainly steamed with glutinous rice and rice noodles. Isn't it the noodles?

At the beginning, you wanted to defeat me with thunder?

Xia Yu pondered left and right, all of the signs were drawn, and he could not hide. Moreover, he promised to go on this show, but the task was second, mainly to see this person Wei Zhong!

Since Huang He's big disciple, is the "hand of God" so powerful?

Thinking of this, both eyes shine.

"Then start with "New Year Cake"!" Xia Yu wiped the saliva that did not exist in the corner of her mouth.

Ye Feizhou opened his mouth and nodded when he saw his expression determined.

"In the second round, the title is "San Maru"! "

"The Queen of Ten Thousand Years Food"! "

So, the rounds and questions are exhausted.

"The first round, is the rice cake competition?"

The audience and the jury were discussing, "The rice cake has three colors of red, yellow, and white, symbolizing gold and silver. It is said that it was originally spread from Suzhou. When it merged with local food culture in various places, it has derived its own unique rice cake food. Such as Fuzhou rice cake, Mengzi rice cake..."

Yes, like steamed buns and steamed buns, rice cakes are a general term for a large category of food. There are complicated inheritances below.

Xia Yu returned to the battle to watch the three students.

A white-collar woman, a housewife, looks like an uncle of a miner wearing a hard hat.

Who should send this round?

Xia Yu pressed his chin, his eyes gleaming, his eyes were actually students and the program lens, and he closed gently.

This time, the three students looked at each other.

It seems that this young tutor I chose is not very reliable?

"System, rice cake recipe selection, all exchange!" Xia Yu shouted to the system the first time he communicated the mysterious space. If you don’t know how to do it, you will need to make up for the lesson!

The position of flying the "Wei" flagWei Zhong patted No. 1 student Zhang Yang's shoulder, "Are you good at making rice cakes?"

The opening interpretation of the student Zhang Yang just on the 1st was "Carp Rice Cake".

"Yes, Wei Chu!" Zhang Yang looked at this predecessor and idol who had the reputation of being an "alternating noodles king" up close. "My home is a rice cake shop. The craftsmanship passed down from generations to generations!"

Wei Zhong smiled when he heard the dialect accent of the teenager, "Are you in Fuzhou?"

"Yes, it's the Fuzhou rice cake!"

"Wait a moment, I will try my best to assist you, come on!" Patting the young man's shoulder again, Wei Zhong gave a glance at the "Xia" character array and couldn't help but stunned. Another young man on stage was in front of the audience. People, close your eyes and take a nap?

The dozing demon?

what.

There was a sneer in Wei Zhong's eyes. .