Xia Yu successfully recruited troops and his movements were exhausted.

Wei Zhong and Ye Feizhou also followed suit to select the students. The first one to collect the three students was Ye Feizhou.

After a moment, only two students in the camp were left.

Xia Yu and Wei Zhong both have one quota left to recruit.

Who should I choose?

These two people are actually high school boys who have received attention from Xia Yu and Wei Zhong before, and the miner with a honest smile.

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

The female host urged.

The miner at No. 9 said a little nervously: "I think of Chef Xia!"

"I'll be under the command of the bathroom and the kitchen!"

The high school boy on No. 1 said.

Well!

Xia Yu left the chair and was about to stand up, and was about to throw the olive branch to the high school student. Unexpectedly, no one else hesitated and threw himself into Wei Zhong's arms. When he sat back, the camera swept over and smiled, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"Oh--"

Next to Wei Zhong had a subtle smile on his lips.

He always sat there without saying anything or robbing people. The three students under him automatically surrendered and gathered them easily.

This is fame and heritage.

The No. 1 student who brought out a plate of "Carp Rice Cake" to the question, faced the host's question, he said in a natural tone: "Why choose a bathroom and kitchen? The reason is very simple. The bathroom and kitchen were five scholars in their early years. After so many years of graduation, their cooking skills are infinitely close to the dragon level, and it can even be said that they stepped in with one foot. Although Ye Chu, the Demon King Xia is powerful, compared with the bathroom and kitchen, they are more than one level worse than the bathroom and kitchen!"

"I can learn more if I choose a strong man and become a more powerful mentor!"

Good birds break trees and live on.

Just as this high school student said, cooking skills are the fundamental ones!

The camp was divided.

Xia Yu, Wei Zhong, and Ye Feizhou all left the seat. When they arrived at the camp's aperture, the female host brought a bottle of tag, "Three mentors, you will draw one tag each, each tag represents a round of battle questions!"

The female host blinked.

"You will discuss and decide on the topic and round, as well as the students who will go to the battle!"

"The program team will not interfere!"

The three of them did as they said.

"Rice cake!" Xia Yumei jumped and opened the first sign first.

“Min is ‘Sanwan’!”

Ye Feizhou spread the opened sign on his hand.

"Sanwan?"

"Well, in Jingchu, the New Year's Eve dinner emphasizes the 'three complete', 'three cakes', 'three balls', 'three balls', and the three balls are fish balls, meat balls, and lotus balls. There is a saying in Jingchu City - no pills can make a meal, no fish can make a banquet!"

Ye Feizhou knew very well about Jingchu's style.

After all, don’t forget that Huang He is also one of his mentors, and Wei Zhong is Ye Feizhou’s senior brother.

"What about the bathroom and kitchen?"

The female host asked.

When Wei Zhong showed the lottery he drew - "Ten Nian Grain."

Xia Yu's brow frowned into the character "Chuan".

Ye Feizhou saw that he was a little confused, and the female host showed signs of handing Xia Yu the microphone to ask. He cried out in secret and quickly replied: "The so-called 'ten thousand-year grain' has a long history. From Jiangsu and Zhejiang to Fujian and Guangdong, there is a custom of preparing 'ten thousand-year grain' during the New Year..."

"If it is in Yuezhou, people will eat ten thousand-year-old grain on the first day of the Lunar New Year. The 'ten thousand-year-old grain' here is a banquet for the whole family to eat for three days. There are rotten rounds fried with rice noodles and dried radish, and five-fruit porridge made of water chestnuts, lotus seeds and other ingredients..."

Capitalized confusion!

Xia Yu knows a little about these three signing questions, rice cake.

But Xia Yu is difficult to find the topic of "San Wan Jia" and "Wan Nian Ge" with strong local folk customs.

I have to say.

In terms of Chinese local folk customs and food culture, Xia Yu is far inferior to Ye Feizhou, who is regarded as the "Chu Jun".

Seeing Ye Feizhou talking, Xia Yu couldn't help but raise his thumb.

"sharp!"

To admit that others are better than yourself is not to collapse confidence, but to be calm.

In the past, heroes such as Rennes and Liu Maoxing still wanted to travel around the world to truly experience the folk food cultures of all over the Chinese world and meet more powerful chefs. Now, Xia Yu has just returned to China, and in this area, Ye Feizhou is better than him.

"So the question is, how should these three questions be sorted? What is the first question..."

As soon as Xia Yu spoke, Wei Zhong cast a smile on him.

"Why, start with the 'rice cake' in your hand?"

Wei Zhong glanced at the signature paper on Xia Yu's hand.

His heart beat, and he noticed the disdain that was about to emerge from Wei Zhong's eyes, and Xia Yu finally regained his taste.

this……

Rice cakes are mainly steamed with glutinous rice and rice noodles. Isn’t it the field of pastry?

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

Xia Yu thought left and right, and even though he had drawn the lottery, he couldn't hide it. It was a matter of stretching his head and tilting his head. Moreover, he agreed to appear on this show, and the task was second, mainly to see Wei Zhong clearly!

Since Huang He’s eldest disciple, then, isn’t the “Hand of God” very powerful?

Thinking of this, my eyes shone.

"Then start with 'Rice Cake'!" Xia Yu wiped the saliva that did not exist at the corner of his mouth.

Ye Feizhou opened his mouth and saw that he looked firm, so he nodded with the flow.

"The second round, the title is "Three Pills"!"

"The "Ten Thousand Years of Grain" the Palace!"

So, the rounds and questions were arranged.

"The first round is the rice cake competition?"

The audience and the judges were discussing, "The rice cake has red, yellow and white colors, symbolizing gold and silver. It is said that it was originally spread from Suzhou. When it was integrated with local food culture in various places, it was derived from rice cakes with unique characteristics, such as Fuzhou rice cakes and Mengzi rice cakes..."

Yes, just like buns, steamed buns, rice cakes are the general term for a large category of food, with complex branch inheritances below.

Xia Yu returned to the formation and saw the three students under his command.

A white-collar woman, a housewife, and a honest uncle who looks like a miner wearing a hard hat.

Who should be sent to fight this round?

Xia Yu pressed his chin, his eyes flashed, and his eyes closed gently as students and the program camera.

Now, the three students looked at each other.

It seems that the young mentor I chose is not very reliable?

"System, rice cake recipe screening, all redeemed!" Xia Yu shouted to the system as soon as he communicated with the mysterious space. There was no way, if he didn't know much, he would have to make up for the lessons temporarily!

The main lineup with the "wei" flag hanging.

Wei Zhong patted the shoulders of student No. 1, "Are you good at making rice cakes?"

The opening performance of the student Zhang Yang from No. 1 just now was "Carp Rice Cake".

"Yes, bathroom and kitchen!" Zhang Yang looked at this senior who is known as the "supervised noodle king" from a close distance, idol, "My family runs a rice cake shop, and the crafts passed down from generation to generation!"

After hearing the boy's dialect accent, Wei Zhong smiled, "Is Fuzhou?"

"Yes, it's Fuzhou rice cake!"

"Wait a moment, I will do my best to help you, come on!" He patted the boy's shoulder again, and Wei Zhong glanced at the word "Xia" and couldn't help but be stunned. Another boy on the stage closed his eyes and took a nap in front of the audience?

The sleepy devil?

ha.
Chapter completed!