Life is a Game

Chapter 153 The game is online (seventh update)

Jiang Feng, who was unhappy, continued to sit in the corner eating boxed lunch silently, while Zhang Guanghang sat on the only sofa in the lounge, surrounded by female staff who were young or not.

Longan, cherries, freshly squeezed juice, exquisite fruit plate...

Jiang Feng looked at the boxed lunch with two vegetables and one meat in his hand and the cold boiled water at his feet.

What a stark contrast, what a huge gap.

Jiang Feng turned his head immediately, and didn't look at it. He really was more angry than others.

At around 7:40, the staff came to call the contestants to go to the competition venue to take their seats.

The audience has all entered the arena, and the judges are also seated in the judges' seats. Jiang Feng didn't know anything about lighting and photography. Anyway, there are people who know how to do it. He just needs to stand quietly in front of the cooking table and wait for the competition to start.

Han Guishan sat leisurely on the judges' table, looking at each contestant with great interest. Sometimes Jiang Feng really wondered where this boss with a strange style of painting got so much time away from doing business every day.

Jiang Feng looked at the auditorium, the provincial station was the provincial station, even the seats in the auditorium were so spacious, Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian sat in the second row, and Jiang Jiankang was waving at Jiang Feng excitedly.

Comrade Wang Xiulian looked disgusted, and pia knocked off his waving left hand.

Jiang Weiming smiled at him. Jiang Weiguo was looking elsewhere and didn't see Jiang Feng at all. What's more, Sun Guanyun was sitting next to Jiang Weiguo.

There was no pot on the kitchen counter, only a chopping board and a kitchen knife, and a bowl of mysterious substances that could not be identified, like a mixture of various spices and seasonings and a glass of strangely colored juice.

It seems that Wu Minqi's guess was right, this competition is about knife skills.

The lighting and photography are all in place, and the live broadcast will start on time at 8:00.

The hostess spoke emotionally about some opening remarks that no one cared about. With only a few words, she gave a brief introduction to the Good Taste Cooking Competition, introduced the sponsors, and then quickly cut to the chase to introduce the judges.

All the contestants were surprised to find that the host's introduction to the judges was the same set of words that he had told them before, without changing a single word.

"Now, let me announce the rules of this 32-to-16 knockout round."

Finally, it's time to get to the point.

"The theme of this competition is Wei and Kui." As soon as the host finished speaking, the two big characters of Wei and Kui appeared on the screen behind.

"As we all know, knife skills and seasoning are the basic skills of a chef. In this competition, we will test the basic skills of the contestants."

"There is a bowl of crushed mixture of sixteen kinds of spices and seasonings on each kitchen table. All contestants can only smell it but not taste it. If they violate the rules, they will be disqualified on the spot. And the glass of vegetable juice on the right side of the kitchen table , which is a juice made from a mixture of twelve kinds of boiled vegetables. All contestants can taste it at will. Everyone has half an hour to observe and answer questions. The whiteboard is under the kitchen table. One point is given for a correct answer, and one point is given for an incorrect answer. One point will be deducted, and all contestants, please don't take chances and try to pass the test by guessing."

"The 8 players with the lowest scores will be eliminated on the spot."

"There are still 3 minutes before the start of the game. As soon as the countdown on the screen is over, the players can start."

A clock counting down appears on the display.

Jiang Feng's heart skipped a beat, feeling like he was going to be cold.

Looking around in a panic, everyone's face is full of calmness, it's not a big problem, it's trivial, it's really simple.

His face was calm and breezy, as if the champion had already been won.

Jiang Feng felt like a rookie who strayed into the meeting of the big brothers.

"Dad, what should we do? Xiaofeng's sense of smell and taste are bad!" Jiang Jiankang in the audience also panicked, and hurriedly asked Jiang Weiguo for help, "The Texas braised chicken he made last time...he, How can he compare!"

"Shut up!" Jiang Weiguo said impatiently.

"Yo, your grandson is going to be eliminated?" Sun Guanyun added fuel to the fire.

"It would be the same if my grandson eliminated your grandson." Jiang Weiguo choked back.

"Ah."

Pretending to be calm on the face, panicked in the heart, the people next to Jiang Fengxue looked at the spice foam in the bowl calmly.

It's really powder. As far as Jiang Feng has seen so far, even slightly larger particles can't be seen. It can be said that it has been ground very finely, and there is no room for exploiting any loopholes.

The three-minute countdown counted down every second, and Jiang Feng became more nervous with each drop, as if there was a butcher's knife on his neck, falling a little bit, and the end of the game was the time of death.

The two old men were sitting in the auditorium. If Jiang Feng was eliminated, it would be difficult to live in the studio.

"Dip, beep, beep, the game begins." The mechanical voice sounded.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath to comfort himself.

It's all right, they're all pretending, and they're actually very smart, who can be sure about this kind of anti-human subject.

Grab a small handful of powder, put it in the palm of your hand, rub it, send it to the tip of your nose, close your eyes and sniff carefully.

The first thing to bear the brunt is the taste of star anise and angelica, which are very easy to distinguish.

Sixteen kinds of spices and seasonings are mixed together, and you can only smell but not taste. Some spices have a similar fragrance, while some spices have a very light fragrance but a strong taste. Jiang Feng closed his eyes, remained motionless, and sniffed quietly for a long time, long enough to make people wonder if he had fallen asleep.

That's what Jiang Jiankang thought. He didn't dare to bother Jiang Weiguo, so he could only bother Wang Xiulian.

"What's the situation with us, why don't you move!"

"Could it be that he fell asleep?"

"Tell him to have a good rest. Don't play on your mobile phone until midnight at night. If you don't listen to it, look at it. You will feel sleepy at critical moments."

"What to do, what to do, everyone else has started writing, why is he still not moving!"

Wang Xiulian was also nervous, and even more nervous after being nagged by Jiang Jiankang, she scolded angrily, "Shut up, old lady, and sleep with you big-headed ghost!"

Jiang Jiankang was so wronged that he closed his mouth.

After a while, Wang Xiulian asked, "Is this question difficult?"

"Difficult." Jiang Jiankang said straightforwardly, "Smelling spices is harder than drinking vegetable juice. The sense of smell is too much a test of talent."

On the other side, Sun Guanyun also said to himself: "Smell the spices and other ghost topics, it seems that Xu Cheng came up with it."

Eight minutes passed, and Jiang Feng finally opened his eyes.

He smelled seven.

Star anise, angelica, pepper, lemongrass, peppercorns, mint and cumin.

There were also cassia twigs and cassia bark. He could smell it faintly, but he couldn't tell which one it was.

He can only determine seven types, and he really has no idea.

Subconsciously looking around, most people have already started to taste vegetable juice.

Jiang Feng first wrote the seven he had determined on the whiteboard, and then picked up the vegetable juice.

With weird colors and a mixture of twelve kinds of vegetables, Jiang Feng almost burst into tears when he sipped a little.

I understand the truth, why do you put chaotian peppers.

Is Pi happy now?

At the first bite, Jiang Feng tasted Chaotian pepper.

Picking up the cup in despair, he took a second sip.

Tomatoes, pumpkins, radishes.

In the third bite, onions and some kind of mushrooms.

The fourth bite, carrot, loofah.

The fifth bite, Chinese cabbage.

For the sixth mouthful, Jiang Feng dared to use his experience of boiling mushroom soup for a month to guarantee that the mushroom in it was Hericium erinaceus.

The seventh bite, kale.

The eighth bite, potatoes.

The ninth mouthful, I didn't drink it.

The tenth sip, still didn't drink out.

Eleventh bite.

Jiang Feng was a little bit overwhelmed.

After eating half a cup of vegetable juice, and the box lunch he ate before hadn't been digested, Jiang Feng was afraid that he would burp in public.

The last vegetable could not be tasted.

Jiang Feng began to write the names of vegetables on the whiteboard.

In the auditorium, Wang Xiulian could tell Jiang Feng's current state at a glance, and turned to Jiang Jiankang and said, "My son is full."

Jiang Jiankang: "..."

Why is his son so honest, everyone else tasted it little by little, but he drank it one mouthful at a time, so he was about to finish the big glass.

With seven kinds of spices and eleven kinds of vegetables, Jiang Feng was confident that he could get eighteen points. I haven't started to feel complacent, but looking around, everyone's face is full of confidence.

Jiang Feng couldn't drink any more vegetable juice, it would be really full, and he had already drank so much that even if he drank it all, he probably wouldn't be able to taste the last two.

He set his sights on spices.

There are still more than ten minutes, and if you try harder, you may be able to smell cinnamon or cinnamon sticks.

Picking up the bowl of spices, Jiang Feng planned to sniff the whole bowl closer.

Align the rim of the bowl with the tip of your nose.

"Ding, the game update is complete."

Before Jiang Feng could be happy, the next second

"An optional side mission appears, please..."

"Optional appears..."

"Appear……"

"Obtain 97 points..."

"Get 6..."

"get……"