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995: C995 You Just Wait to Lose

Author: Ai Zuo Cai De Miao Miao Word Count: 9266 Updated: 2025-04-01 15:40:16

C995 You Just Wait to Lose

The healthy Jiro came looking for Yang Soong again. This kid had learned his lesson. He didn't cause any trouble during the business hours and even brought a professional translator with him.

"I'm ready. We can start the competition at any time." His face was full of expectation, like a teenager who had confessed in front of everyone during puberty, waiting for the other party to give him an answer.

Yang Soong looked at the healthy young man and felt his teeth ache. "The competition is the competition. Why are you dressed like this?"

He wore a black tuxedo and a bow tie. His leather shoes were shiny, and his socks were decorated with patterns. He even sprayed perfume on them.

"This is my sincerity. I want to defeat you in the best possible way!" The people of He Country were really chuunibyou everywhere.

Yang Soong said, "It's good that you are happy. Let's start the competition."

There were too many people looking for Yang Soong to challenge his culinary skills. The food street center arranged a challenge arena.

Once the kitchen utensils and ingredients were placed on top, the chef would be able to step onto the stage.

"We are going to compete in sauced noodles and seafood noodles today!"

"Compete in two types?"

"We're going to compete in the last two matches together. I can't accept the fact that we're going to be in a one-win situation for too long."

Yang Soong had already won the first match. From that time until now, the healthy Ichiro felt that he was still in a dark period.

He wanted to win the second match as fast as he could, and win the third match seamlessly. This way, he would be the final winner, and there would be no tie. He would be the king under the starry sky.

When he made noodles, he would be the big boss, the unparalleled big boss.

Losing to Yang Soong once was enough.

"I want you to know what a king of noodles is."

Yang Soong rolled his eyes. "Go out more often if you have nothing to do."

It was not advisable to sit in and watch the sky.

Yang Soong went to the warehouse behind the bamboo forest and came out again. He pushed a cart with food ingredients on it.

"Cut the crap. Start early and finish early. I still have to go shopping with my girlfriend later."

Yoshichiro immediately called to urge him.

"Yang Soong, do you know that the ingredients this time are specially transported from our country?"

"Those ordinary ingredients of yours will tremble in front of my precious ingredients."

"When cooking, the most important thing is the ingredients. You have already lost to me before even starting."

It was obvious that since the last time Yang Soong agreed to start the challenge at any time, this kid had gone to prepare the ingredients.

Since the ingredients were in place today, he couldn't wait to pick a fight.

Yang Soong said, "I'll give you a chance. You can use my ingredients, or if you need any ingredients, I can get my friend to send them over."

Yoshichiro Nakajima: "Hehe, do you think I'll give you my ingredients just because you say so? Don't even think about it! We will use our own ingredients. Don't think about taking advantage of us. As chefs, finding high quality ingredients is also one of our strengths. I won't let you have it! "

Yang Soong spread his hands. "As long as you're happy."

A certain message group exploded.

"The challenge between Brother Song and the Fashion Yoshichiro is about to begin!"

"I'm so lucky, I'm at the entrance of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion."

"I've already applied for leave. Di, the car is ready. I'll be there soon."

"Add one more."

...

"We'll arrive at the battlefield in fifteen minutes."

"F * ck, why am I out of town again?"

"Damn, luckily I didn't board the plane, so I can still return the tickets."

"Brother Song, wait for me. I'm the boss. I don't need to take leave."

After lunch, the lonely gourmet street quickly became lively.

With the ring as the center, layers of people formed a big circle.

The most interesting thing was that everyone was sitting on small stools.

The tall person accidentally sat in front and consciously changed the small stool to another side to sit on. The stool was shorter and did not block the view of the people behind him.

Those who were really tall, such as the two meter tall giant, were more self-aware and did not sit in the front two rows.

The tall and delicate people were very proud. They sat wherever they wanted to sit.

In twenty minutes, the ingredients for the healthy and healthy Jiro were finally in place.

The arena competition officially began.

China's sauce noodles, as many people as they had, had all kinds of flavors.

He Country also had their own special soy sauce noodles.

"I'm going to use your China's soy sauce noodles to beat you!" Felicia Jiro put on an apron and said, "China has a lot of excellent things, but you don't know how to cherish them. It's our He Country that developed those things. I want to tell you the truth. Only the chefs of He Country can make the truly excellent sauce noodles."

Yang Soong asked, "Why do you talk so much every time you cook?"

Fashion Yoshichiro: "I am declaring to you the reason for your failure. This is the principle of life for all of you!"

"We have a saying here, 'The villain dies from talking too much. You should learn it.'" Yang Soong had already washed his hands and started to knead the dough.

It was still the same saying, a real chef would start with making noodles with sauce.

With a constipated look on his face, Yoshichiro no longer said anything. He snorted heavily and quickly started to knead the noodles.

He had to make noodles better than Yang Soong this time. The reason he lost the last time was definitely because his hands were slow.

People who could not afford to lose always found all kinds of reasons.

They were all excuses.

Making fried noodles. The best noodles should be round noodles, because it was chewy enough.

Yang Soong knew this, and so did the healthy Jiro.

They made round noodles.2

In the form of ramen, they could make round noodles.

Yang Soong and Fankita used the same method.

There was no need for the Dragon Whiskers Noodles. The round noodles that were suitable to be made into sauced noodles did not need to be so thin, so they naturally did not need to be pulled too many times.

This point, Yang Soong's superb kneading technique could not be displayed.

As long as he did not have to deduct noodles fifteen times, his chances of winning were high enough.

The two of them almost finished preparing the noodles at the same time and put them aside to wake up.

Then they started to chop the pork, stir-fry the meat, and make fried sauce.

"The Fashion Yoshichiro's movements this time are much faster?"

"I can see it."

It was hard not to see Yang Soong's expression when the young man was preparing the sauce. Yang Soong hadn't even started yet. It was - I'm faster than you. So I'm definitely going to win.

Despicable.

Very smug.

Yang Soong acted as if he didn't notice anything. He smoothly scooped out the meat, washed the pot, and began to fry the onion oil.

He was at least two steps slower than the healthy Jiro.

When the sauce was ready, he could boil water and cook the noodles.

Jiro didn't want to waste even a second. He opened the stove and the sauce was just ready. He turned off the fire on one side and the noodles on the other side were just ready.

He had a good grasp of the heat.

He scooped out the noodles, filled them with vegetables, poured the sauce on them, and stirred them evenly.

"I'm ready!" Yoshichiro Limited raised his hand high. The young lady in a qipao carried the noodles away and brought them to the judges.

The three judges each had a bowl, so there was no need to fight for it.

"The noodles are soft and hard, not bad at all."

"This sauce is also pretty good. If I'm not wrong, the pork you're using is of the same level as the lobster from Kobe. This pork is very fragrant and has a faint sweet taste. It blended very well with the yellow bean paste."

"Not only that, the onions, green peppers, and cucumbers inside are all top grade, especially your yellow bean paste. The soybeans inside are fermenting very well, adding a lot of color to the sauce noodles. Good food not only requires superb culinary skills, but also excellent ingredients. This bowl of noodles is really very good."

"A healthy and healthy doctor is in the front. If Yang Soong wants to win, it will be very difficult."

The judges had a very high evaluation of the healthy and healthy young man's fried sauce noodles, which made the healthy and healthy young man even more satisfied. "Yang Soong, why don't you just admit defeat?"

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