Chapter 1,227 The Meaning of Instant Noodles

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That's right, instant noodles are one of the most popular and convenient fast foods in the world, and they are not difficult to make.

Of course, although it’s not difficult, it’s actually not as easy as I imagined. But compared to a master of cooking like Veras, I definitely can’t do it alone. I have to fiddle with fried dough and mix ingredients. Look. It doesn't seem like a complicated process, but it's really not an easy thing to make delicious food.

At first, Vilas and I, with the help of Sarah and Princess Sanwu, made continuous experiments and spent several days before we made the dough and ingredients that satisfied us. So, We have put a lot of effort and sincerity into this pancake and the ingredient package, and this is no exaggeration.

There was no response to the audience's surprise. Even the host Fini, who was supposed to come up to ask at this time, seemed to be attracted by the novelty. Her eyes widened, as if there were a pair of curious cat ears standing high on both sides of her head. Get up, shake and shake.

"Okay, look at me."

Quickly take out the three prepared bowls, put in the noodles, move your hands quickly, sprinkle the packages of ingredients evenly on them, then add hot water, quickly cover them, and in the blink of an eye, the three bowls are ready Placed neatly side by side on the table.

The whole process was completed in one go, taking no more than five seconds. Hum, it seems that even after nine years, my sword is still young. Looking at this scene, I let out a proud laugh.

It turns out that in this world, if the process from tearing open a bag of instant noodles to scattering the ingredients takes more than eight seconds, you would be embarrassed to say that you are an otaku, and bucket packaging must be controlled within five seconds.

Although if you think about it carefully, even if you do it, there is nothing to be proud of...

Just wait for three or four minutes. Although the rule says it is three minutes, the audience and judges are not unreasonable people, so it should probably be kept around this time period.

He closed his eyes, crossed his arms, and counted the passage of time while closing his eyes and concentrating. The audience in the audience was also whispering and discussing the possibility of this three minutes.

If you just cook noodles, prepare boiling water, or scramble an egg or something, indeed, three minutes is enough, but the elder on the stage, his actions and preparations seem to be different from everyone else. is expected, is it really okay to do this?

Three minutes seemed to be an extremely long time for those who were waiting with curiosity. Finally, the elder on the stage opened his eyes that had been tightly closed and took a step forward.

This moment actually caused most of the audience to feel slightly suffocated. Their eyes were fixed on the three sea bowls arranged side by side, and they all wanted to see as soon as possible the square pieces soaked in boiling water inside. What has become of something like dried noodles?

"Two judges, my entries are ready."

Smiling slightly, I opened the lid on the mouth of the bowl one by one, and the steaming water vapor immediately came out impatiently, along with the pleasant smell of noodles.

Just choosing the raw materials for making flour took a lot of thought from Veras and I. The rich aroma of handmade noodles... is indeed much richer than the flour grinded by cold machines in the original world.

Even the twenty-eight contestants were attracted by this unfamiliar fragrance. They gathered around and looked at the inside of the big bowl. Reflected by the clear oil covering the surface of the soup, the beautiful curls shone like gold. Noodles, mouth wide open.

The audience in the audience was even more itchy, wishing they could join the other contestants and come up to have a look.

Dear reviewers, please try it. If you soak it for too long, it will affect the taste.

I placed two large bowls of instant noodles in front of Artoria and Akela.

"It's rare for Wu to cook for us personally. This alone is probably a bonus." Akara joked with Artoria with a smile.

"Then we two are welcome."

Picking up the chopsticks next to him, he picked up the noodles, put them into his mouth, and sucked them in loudly.

After taking a bite like this, the two picked up the big bowl, took a sip of soup, and then put down their chopsticks.

What, is that all?

Seeing Akela and Artoria's actions, the audience couldn't help but feel disappointed.

It was just a mouthful of noodles and a sip of soup, but there was a huge difference between Ricken's fried chicken legs of death and Hans's big death burger, which both of them ate.

What's going on? During these days of God’s birthday, he always brings novel performances to everyone, allowing everyone to spend an unprecedented fresh and joyful festival. This man has been happily called [Miracle Elder Fan] by many people. , did his idea finally fail?

There was an eerie silence in the audience. Tens of thousands of spectators seemed unwilling to believe it. They held their breath and waited for the two judges to speak. Maybe the miracle would start from here.

"What this brat made must be poisonous..."

I don’t know when it was, but the old drunkard came back from the bar in Paradise. He held the last bowl in his hands, sucked it in snoringly, took a bite, and muttered something.

"It seems to taste pretty good."

After saying that, he stripped off the noodles in a few mouthfuls, then swallowed them like a majestic giant whale, raised his neck and poured all the noodle soup into his stomach.

Not only the Great Elder Akara and Her Majesty Queen Alto, but also the reaction of this drunkard was so dull?

The audience in the audience was already a little desperate. They were expecting Kasha, who had the biggest reaction, to do something amazing. From this point of view, he was not completely inferior to the previous Ricken and Hans, one returned to the infant and the other died. Huge response?

In other words, there must be such a huge difference in terms of taste.

"Wu, have you tasted this bowl of noodles beforehand?" Akara wiped the corners of his mouth slowly and asked calmly.

"Eat."

"So do you think it can compare with Ricken's Death Fried Chicken Legs and Hans' Life Burger in terms of taste?" With the reviewer's eyes, Akala cut directly to the point and asked sharply. .

"Although I haven't tasted it, I think that in terms of taste, it is completely incomparable." I still answered loudly.

When these words fell, the audience in the audience let out a sigh of disappointment, completely losing the last glimmer of hope. Look, even the elder himself has admitted that the taste cannot be compared with Rickenhans's work.

"Yeah?"

Akara smiled slightly, put down the handkerchief gently, and suddenly opened his squinted eyes.

"Then, let me ask you three more questions."

"First, what is the cost of this side?" Akara pointed out his first finger.

"As you can see, it's a piece of dry noodles, a seasoning packet made of some of the most common seasonings and vegetables, and that's it."

"Second, is the production method simple?"

"It's simple. As long as you know how to make it, ordinary housewives can make it easily." I answered without hesitation.

"Last one, do you think this kind of food can be liked by everyone?"

"I think it's okay. Although everyone has different taste preferences, the two reviewers must also be able to see that this kind of food can be transformed into various different flavors by just slightly changing the combination of seasonings and vegetables in the seasoning bag. The taste, and even the noodle itself, can be used to produce noodles with various textures, and the method to change all this is very simple. Even in the kitchen of their own home, ordinary housewives can freely mix and create flavors suitable for their families."

Yes, I have already thought about the cover pattern of the packaging bag after mass production.

Carlos is the image spokesperson. The picture shows Carlos from a low angle. He holds chopsticks in one hand and bites them in his mouth. The other hand holds the soaked noodle soup with various rich and luxurious side dishes on it. It was raised high and highlighted and magnified in the picture, and Carlos looked filled with tears.

His line is: I finally don’t have to cook noodles anymore! !

After hearing all this, Akara and Artoria looked at each other, smiled and nodded to each other, as if they already had a clear answer in their hearts.

"Okay, meow. Although there was a little accident, the last contestant's work has also been tasted by the judges. Now, let us applaud and invite the great elder Akara to announce the final competition. The result is meow!!”

Seeing the two judges standing up from their seats, Feini reacted hurriedly, turned around, and announced to the audience with a smile.

"Then, let me, an old woman, continue with the announcement just now."

Akala first glanced at the audience with a smile, then turned around again, looking at the twenty-nine contestants in the row behind. He looked at them one by one. If he didn't stop at one contestant, the tension in everyone's heart would escalate. My eyes are wide open, for fear that I will

In the blink of an eye, Akara's eyes will stay on a certain player.

"I announce that the winner of the league's first Master of Cooking Competition is——"

"Deliberately raising his voice, in the end, Akara's smile rested on one of the contestants above.

"Our young alliance hero—Druid Wu Fan!!"

"Oh!!!!" Although they didn't know why this was the result, all the audience couldn't help but cheer loudly to celebrate this breathtaking fierce competition. , finally the final winner was born.

Among them, the most surprised ones were Ricken and Hans, and of course their families, who seemed unable to accept such a result. They all had dull faces, as if they were dead.

"Wait, Great Elder Akara, Her Majesty Queen Alto."

After hesitating for a moment, the soul of the chef in their bodies finally plucked up the courage to stand up and call a halt.

At this time, as if everyone had guessed that they would stand up to protest, the cheers from the audience stopped completely and became quiet, allowing the voices of Ricken and Hans to reach everyone's ears.

"Two judges, I don't want to question your decision, but can you tell us the reason and tell us where we lost."

After gathering his composure, Ricken took a deep breath and said, while Hans cast an apologetic look at me. With this verdict, no matter what, they wanted to know where they lost.

"Okay, I'll just explain it, so that everyone doesn't think Alto and I are partial."

Akara said with a smile, indeed, for the winner of a certain alliance elder, the two judges in front of him are an elder who has high hopes for him, and the other is his wife. Even if ordinary people have such thoughts, they will not surprisingly.

"How dare you."

Hans and Ricken responded hurriedly, and even the audience in the audience cheered in support. No one believed that their spiritual support, the Great Elder Akala, and his strong personality could be seen at first glance, as if exuding... Her Majesty, Queen Arturia, who embodies pure and flawless golden light, will do such selfish things.

I said, why doesn't anyone believe in my ability and give me a look like "With Elder Fan's ability, it would not be surprising even if he defeated Ricken and Hans"?

Standing in the back and seeing the cheers received by Akara and Artoria, I felt a little bit strange. Could it be that the public prestige has plummeted due to the recent overselling of integrity? By the way, do I have such a thing as prestige?

Well, you win.

The two judges exchanged glances again, and then Akela stood up again, seeming to explain on behalf of Artoria that throughout the entire competition, Arturia was very thorough, playing tricks from beginning to end.

"Ricken, Hans, your two works are very good. In terms of taste, all the players on the field are inferior to you two. But..."

"Akara suddenly pointed to the plaque hanging high for the league's first Master of Cooking Competition.

"However, this MasterChef competition is about the most outstanding dish, not the most delicious dish. Do you know the difference between the two?"

Ricken and Hans were stunned, shook their heads, and nodded again, wondering if they understood something.

"What do you think is the greatest achievement of a chef? Is it to make the most delicious dishes?"

Akara then asked, and this sentence caused the two of them to fall into silence.

"Although I don't know what you two think, in my opinion and in Queen Alto's opinion, a chef and a dish can be considered successful if they can make the person who eats them feel happy."

"No, wait, Great Elder Akara, don't you think our works can't make those who eat them happy?" Ricken and Hans asked quickly.

"I didn't say that."

Akara smiled gently, pressed his hands gently to calm down the two of them, and continued.

"It's just that the dishes that can make people happy don't necessarily have to be delicious. To take an extreme example, for a person whose soul is tortured, a plate of poison may be the happiest dish for him. "

As he said that, Akara coughed a few times: "The topic is a bit open. In short, I just want to tell everyone the scoring criteria of Queen Alto and I, that is - whose work can make other people gain more happiness. "

Looking back, those white eyes stared closely at Hans and Ricken, who were deep in thought and seemed to have realized something.

"I admit that your two works are indeed extremely delicious and can bring a person the maximum amount of happiness and satisfaction. However, I ask you the same questions I asked Wu just now. Are your works simple to make? , how about the materials? If you are given one day, how much can you do?"

Hans and Ricken, as well as his people in the audience, were speechless for a while.

"I guess there are not many people who have mastered these two dishes, and the preparation method is not that simple. And you, the only two people who have mastered the preparation method, cannot throw away the adventurers' Identity, devote yourself to doing it, then let me ask again, how much can you do in a day, and how many people can you make happy?"

Akara glanced at the two of them with a slightly serious expression.

"Continuous research, innovation, and making more delicious food are indeed the dream of chefs. However, if you ignore the duty of a chef because of this dream and just pursue more superb skills, then you will be lost. Self, blindly wanting to gain more powerful power, has completely forgotten why he wanted to gain more powerful power in the first place, and has forgotten those people who were originally very important to him and wanted to become stronger and protect him. Such adventurers Same."

"Why did I judge Wu as the winner? Do you still remember the three questions I asked him?"

Akara continued with a serious look.

"The simple production method and low cost will help popularize it, and everyone should be able to see that the storage time of this kind of food, as long as it is packaged properly, should not be less than half a year."

As she said that, Akara's eyes fell on me, and I nodded, confirming her estimate.

"Then this kind of food can not only be supplied to civilians in large quantities, but can also be used as a substitute for dry food for adventurers during their experience. It can even be used as emergency supplies at critical moments."

"A large amount of demand will create a large amount of wealth, and the low threshold for production can allow more people with poor families to participate, share the wealth, and live a life of food and clothing."

After speaking in one breath, Akara took a deep breath, glanced at the entire stage and off stage, and smiled.

"Now, does anyone still question the winner this time?"

The entire arena was stunned by Akara's speech just now. No one expected that such a small piece of dough could contain such important meaning.

This is probably the biggest gap between ordinary people and leaders.

In the silence where you could hear a needle drop, sparse applause gradually sounded, and finally turned into a sea of ​​applause. Even Ricken, Hans, and their families lowered their heads in shame and gave wholeheartedly. Applause and cheers.

Since then, the last doubt about the winner has disappeared without a trace.

It wasn't until later that I realized how naive, optimistic and simple my thoughts were at this time, completely forgetting that the aura of the quasi-tragic emperor was always waiting in my body, waiting for an opportunity to show off my power.

One month later, the instant noodle manufacturing workshop opened by the alliance was officially put into use. Akara personally nominated the first package of [Sifan Instant Noodles] produced and kept it for collection.

Sifan, your sister! ! ! I want Kang [Beep] Fu! ! !

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Well, the God of Cooking competition is finally over, and there is only one day left for God’s birthday. Please look forward to Moufan’s singing...

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