But when the villagers tasted his curry beef one by one, their faces showed an expression that was hard to explain.
In the end, he only scored 5 points.
Qi Tianyu found it difficult to accept.
"Why? What I cook is obviously not bad?"
An old man said in an authentic dialect: "This dish tastes weird, and it looks even weirder. Which family would pour this kind of sauce on top of the dish? It affects the appetite too much. If you hadn't given me the money, I would have eaten it."
I don’t even want to move my chopsticks.”
[Hahahahahahaha, I wanted to say that the curry made by Qi Tianyu looked like daddy, but when I saw the camera, I held it back.]
[Indeed, the acceptance of curry by the uncles and aunts in rural areas is still very low, not to mention that this is a plateau area, so it is normal for them not to be used to it.]
[I laughed so hard, I never thought that Xiao Qi would be defeated by the lack of grounded ingredients.]
[Who would have thought that Director Sun would invite several local people to be judges? Xiao Qi’s situation was really miserable.]
It’s Shu Yan’s turn next.
Although locals rarely eat fried noodles, their acceptance is much higher than curry.
What's more, there was a lifelike sweet potato flower placed next to it, and the eyes of several aunts suddenly lit up.
So Shu Yan got the highest score so far, 8 points.
After seeing the result, she immediately gave Jiang Li a kiss.
"Thank you sister, Sister Zhajiangmian will give you half of it!"
Seeing this scene, Wen Jiaojiao curled her lips and complained softly, "Why are you pretending to be sisters?"
[Wen Jiaojiao looks so bad next to her, is she jealous?]
[Let me say it again, CP can be unpopular, but it cannot be unpopular! Forget it about knocking Jiang Yan and Princess Wen, why are there still people knocking Jiang Li and Princess Wen?]
[Originally I didn’t want to kowtow, but as soon as you said it, I wanted to kowtow. My arch-enemy CP is too over the top.]
The next second Wen Jiaojiao said these words, the jury came in front of her.
Wen Jiaojiao immediately shut up, but reluctantly opened the plate in front of her.
For a moment, everyone around covered their noses.
Jiang Yan was even more disgusted and said, "Damn it, Wen Jiaojiao, did you put your shit on the plate? It stinks!"
The people in the live broadcast room had no reaction at first, but because of Jiang Yan's words, they all started to feel physically uncomfortable.
Wen Jiaojiao's face turned even green and ugly.
"Jiang Yan, can you keep your mouth clean? This is seafood!"
"Which seafood restaurant is so smelly?"
Not only Jiang Yan couldn't stand it, several villagers also pinched their noses in disgust.
One of them even turned around and asked Director Sun if he could abstain directly.
Director Sun also pinched his nose helplessly and said, "You should try it, maybe it tastes good."
"That's right." Wen Jiaojiao agreed.
Qi Tianyu glanced at the dark seafood in front of her, "So, have you tried it yourself?"
Wen Jiaojiao: "......"
"I, I'm not very hungry."
It’s not easy for her to do this!
If it were at home, her parents would be moved to death by this!
The villagers, who are soft-handed and cannibalistic, had no choice but to pick up a few crabs.
The next second after it was put into the mouth, they all ran to the side and retched.
"This thing is too fishy. It's really evil to have good crabs burned like this!" an aunt complained.
The person next to me kept spitting, "Is this clean? Why did I eat a mouthful of sand?"
Wen Jiaojiao's arrogance gradually decreased a lot.
She was afraid of getting caught by crabs, so in the end she just flushed her with a water pipe a few times.
But the water flow is so strong, it should be washed away, right?
[I was laughing so hard that Princess Wen didn’t dare to speak.]
[What she made was so unpalatable, and the reaction of these villagers was too great.]
[You can tell by looking at the faces of the people next to her. She can’t stand just smelling it, let alone eating it.]
In the end, Wen Jiaojiao gloriously got the lowest score in this competition - 3 points.
Then, all the cameras focused on Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan's big teeth immediately closed up when he saw the joke.
"Are you sure you want to see mine?"
Director Sun had already begun to yawn, "Stop dilly-dallying. If you dilly-dally anymore, you won't have any lunch break."
Jiang Yan reluctantly stretched out his hand.
Two slender and well-jointed fingers pressed on the unattractive pot lid, looking particularly sexy and beautiful.
But when the lid of the pot was lifted, the colorless potatoes looked particularly miserable and lonely.
Director Sun's eyes widened.
As if in disbelief, he came closer and took another look.
"Where's your chicken?"
Jiang Yan turned around and pointed to the corridor.
The murderous hen was now sitting quietly by the pillar pecking at the rice grains on the ground.
Then, he turned around, looked into Director Sun's eyes with great sincerity and said, "Buddha said: Don't kill."
The person next to me: "......"
Barrage: "......"
[Thank you, if I hadn’t seen the whole process, I would really believe it.]
[The young master’s acting is so good, I suggest you directly change your career to become an actor.]
[Director Sun: Do you think I believe it?]
Some viewers who had just come in didn’t know what was going on, so they had to go to Weibo and search for netizens’ screen recordings.
In fact, it was not Jiang Yan who felt pity.
But he couldn't even catch the chicken at all.
Don't talk about killing chickens.
In the end, the yard was full of feathers dropped by the chickens when they fled, as well as frightened excrement.
Several photographers were also busy taking pictures of other people's chicken fights, thus ignoring a few people in the kitchen.
After Jiang Yan was beaten by Jiang Li and the yard was cleaned up, Director Sun was already on the way with the jury.
He had no choice but to cut up the potato and throw it into the pot to cook it.
Not even salt.
But fortunately, the villagers were not picky, and the cooked potatoes had a unique flavor. In the end, Jiang Yan was even better than Wen Jiaojiao.
Next, Jiang Li is left standing at the end.
Almost everyone is looking forward to her presentation.
After all, the three guests present were all taught by her, and even the lifelike sweet potato flower on Shu Yan’s plate was carved by her.
It would be unreasonable if she couldn't make anything good.
However, when she slowly opened the lid in front of her, what was displayed in front of the camera was an ordinary plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Even though the eggs and tomatoes were of bright colors and looked very good, the moment she saw them, Wen Jiaojiao still snorted and laughed.
"I thought it was some kind of dish, but it turned out to be tomato scrambled eggs."
People in the live broadcast room were also a little disappointed.
They originally thought Jiang Li was making something good in the kitchen, but it turned out to be just a plate of tomato scrambled eggs.
[Tch, why don’t you just teach others how to cook? Isn’t it enough if you have the skills to cook tomatoes and scrambled eggs?] Qianqianyi哾
[Although, Jiang Li’s preparation this time was indeed a bit hasty.]
[Isn’t she the best cook here? This is too perfunctory.]