To be honest, Japanese people are really good at tinkering with these things. After watching Lin Song taste it, he couldn't help but smile and nod: 'Squad leader Wang, it's really good.'

Wang Xiangjun smiled and said: 'Don't worry, there are more than a dozen participating countries. Let's walk slowly and watch, and eat well while watching.'

Next, everyone came to the South Asia stall. As soon as they stood here, the two of them smelled a strong and inexplicable aroma.

There is one similarity between South Asia and Japan, that is, they all make food on-site. However, the difference with Japan is that the reason why Japan produces food on-site is to ensure the freshness of the ingredients.

But what they do in South Asia is very confusing.

Lin Song and others were standing in front of this stall when they saw a South Asian man with a curly beard, covering his eyes with a dirty handkerchief, then he took an onion and slapped seven or eight knives on it.

Then stand it up, showing a 90-degree angle to the previous appearance. After a few more clicks, these onions turned into small dices about the size of the belly of your thumb.

After seeing that it was done, the South Asians directly added a little cooking oil to the iron pot, and then the performance officially began!

I saw the chef blowing his beard and speaking a very vinegary English to the person next to him. The assistant next to him hurriedly brought various ingredients for the cook to use.

Seeing the serious look on the cook's face, everyone else was trying to hold back their laughter. They just saw the cook throwing the rice directly into the pot with his dark hands.

The reason why it is said to be thrown is because their rice was originally in another pot. They did not use a shovel or other tools, but directly reached out to grab it.

After catching it, I threw it directly into the oil pan next to it. It looked like it was going to be a fried rice or something.

After putting the rice in and stir-frying it for a few times, the most exciting part came. I saw this person holding a bottle filled with yellow powder, putting it on top of the pot, and brushing it!

Just like this "brush", he poured half the bottle of ingredients in. Then, the person picked up a can of red powder and brushed it again.

At this time, Lin Song had completely understood: "These guys, are they trying to make curry fried rice?"

Yes, this time Lin Song was really embarrassed. He saw them throwing at least a dozen kinds of seasonings into it, but only about half of it was actually sprinkled in. As for the rest, it was all left to chance.

Lin Song couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in his stomach. To be honest, according to the way South Asians play, even if it tastes good, the way they cook it is really nauseating.

But this group of South Asians really didn't realize it. After they and the cook prepared this fried rice, they nodded proudly to everyone, probably meaning, you can come over and have a try.

However, five minutes passed, and ten minutes passed, and no one came forward to ask for this kind of food. Instead, everyone began to look forward to other stalls more and more.

Slowly, the South Asian stalls have been left out.

At this time, I heard Wang Xiangjun say: "South Asia and China are both one of the four ancient countries. When it comes to food, they do have it.

But the problem is that there is something wrong with the character of South Asians. No matter what they do, they always look like they are ‘not in a hurry, not in a hurry’.

The accumulation of laziness, inefficiency and other shortcomings on them naturally makes many people feel that China's military management is simply much better than them."

Lin Song nodded his eyebrows: "But I remember that South Asia seems to be a fairly standard and delisted gourmet capital. The reason why Co-author is famous is because their cooking process is usually completed in the kitchen.

Very few people actually see their production process.”

Wang Xiangjun smiled: "Keep moving forward, you will know when the time comes."

The group continued to move forward, and not far ahead, they saw the Apennine chefs, who were confidently mastering their cooking skills. At this time, Lin Song couldn't help but his eyes lit up. These Apennine chefs are indeed very talented.

Not only do they handle the ingredients very well, but they are also very reasonable about factors such as flame and air pressure during the heating process.

Lin Song couldn't help but admire: "Apennines and Gaul are both European countries, and people in both countries are very good at eating. But when it comes to eating, the Gauls are like rich people in a deep house, while the dishes of Apennine are like

She is a passionate and unrestrained southern European girl.”

Wang Xiangjun smiled: "That sounds interesting, but I can tell you that they have no chance."

Lin Song asked in surprise: "Squad leader, how can you be so sure? You haven't even tasted it, so how do you know it's no good? When you say this, I feel like it's a bit too arbitrary?"

Wang Xiangjun chuckled: "If I say there's no chance, it means there's no chance. Do you want to make a bet with me?"

Lin Song smiled: "You are so confident. Now I'm betting with you. It's not because I have trouble with my own money. I believe you, there is no chance in Apenning, but I still can't figure it out until now."

"It doesn't matter. If you can't figure it out, you will have plenty of time to figure it out in the future. Let's go! Go to the next one and see how the people from the North behave."

The group of people continued to move forward. After walking for a short time, they saw a stall in front of them. Behind the stall, stood a young woman in military uniform.

No, no, strictly speaking, what this woman is wearing is not a military uniform, because it is impossible for any country in the world to put such clothes on its female soldiers.

This is just a dress that adopts the military uniform design style, but is bolder, more explicit, and can better show off the beauty of the female body. It is very similar to the military uniform style.

If I must say it, this thing is actually more like a 'uniform' for 'fun'. But let's not say it, this method of the northerners is quite effective.

Although everyone knows that there is nothing delicious in Beiguo, but for this girl, the front of the Beiguo stall is actually bustling and crowded. Let's go and have a look.

Several people came closer, and some people saw what kind of medicine those northerners were selling at the exhibition.

Daliba, beetroot soup, bacon, kvass, pickles...
Chapter completed!