Chapter 242 What Hunger Games

When Tong Qiu appeared in front of the two remaining referees, an unprecedented solemn atmosphere spread.

It's obviously a food variety show, but now it's inexplicably turned into a battle royale game? Are only those who survive worthy of becoming referees?

What Hunger Games!

"Huh?" Tong Qiu noticed the problem, "Why is there one person missing?"

"He..." the two referees looked at each other, and the green referee said, "He just encountered some unexpected situations and went down to put on makeup."

Nodding in sudden realization, Tong Qiu walked up to the two referees and prepared to lift the lid of the dinner plate in front of him.

"Wait a minute," Judge Lan stopped Tong Qiu's behavior, "I'll ask first, your food... there shouldn't be any problem, right?"

Tong Qiu's expression looked quite puzzled, "What's the problem? Is it possible to eat dead people? Don't be so vigilant. I'm a normal cook! I won't add formalin to the food."

Dangerous drugs.”

These words made the two referees break into cold sweats. What did he say? Formalin?

Can it be added to the food?

Tong Qiu signaled to the two of them to relax, "It doesn't matter. I'm much better than the two in front of me, so don't worry!"

It’s because of you that we don’t worry!

As soon as he finished speaking, Tong Qiu opened the lid of the dinner plate in front of him.

The aroma that hit their nostrils whetted the appetites of the two referees. On the dinner plate was a bowl of exquisite-looking egg fried rice.

"This is……"

Before the referee's question was completely answered, Tong Qiu proudly introduced: "This is golden egg fried rice! I developed it exclusively. You can taste it with confidence, and you will never eat a dead person!"

Golden egg fried rice?

Sounds pretty safe?

After all, egg fried rice is too simple, the ingredients are just those, but it does take a lot of skill to make it well.

Who can cook but can't make egg fried rice?

The two judges looked at each other. The dishes of the two contestants in front were all dishes that looked exquisite but tasted killing people. But Tongqiu's egg fried rice...

To be honest, even if the egg fried rice is unpalatable, how can it be unpalatable?

"How about... try it?" the green referee suggested.

"We have to try it together," the blue judge learned wisely this time. He must not end up with the same fate as the red judge. If he wants to go to hell, everyone will go to hell together. "Don't even think about using me to test the poison."

The green referee swallowed hard, rubbed his temples, gritted his teeth and picked up the spoon, "Okay! If you want to go to hell, let's go together, come on! Hold the spoon for me too!"

The blue referee gingerly picked up his spoon and, like the green referee, dug part of the surface of the egg fried rice.

Swallowing saliva, although judging from the appearance and smell, there is nothing wrong with this golden egg fried rice, but... they are always a little scared for no reason.

"What's wrong?" Tong Qiu was still urging them, "Eat quickly, what's there to be afraid of?"

It's a pity that the rules do not allow chefs to eat their own delicacies, otherwise the two referees would definitely let Tong Qiu test the poison first.

After swallowing for the last time, the two referees looked at each other and directly put the spoonful of golden egg fried rice into their mouths.

The speed was so fast that even the throat didn't realize that something was slipping down!

The moment they ate the egg fried rice, the two referees began to pray devoutly, hoping that God would let them go and let them survive.

But a full fifteen seconds passed, and none of their bodies had any adverse reactions. Judging from the taste, it seemed to be normal egg fried rice.

"That's great!" A normal dish appeared in the crowd. This was a very lucky thing for the referees. The two cried with joy and put the egg fried rice into their mouths, "

Great, it’s finally a normal meal, I must announce that you are the real king of chefs!"

Regardless of how this bowl of egg fried rice tastes, Tongqiu is undoubtedly the most normal one among these abnormal people, which really moved the two of them too much!

Judge Lan even kept giving Tong Qiu a thumbs up, "I'm so touched. I've never had such delicious egg fried rice in my life. Please tell me the ratio of your eggs to rice and the ratio of condiments."

What is it?"

Tong Qiu tilted his head, "Eggs?"

A bad premonition emerged in the minds of the two of them. The two referees silently stopped putting the egg fried rice into their mouths, and subconsciously moved their esophagus and made swallowing movements.

"No...what else?" Even the tone of the two referees became uncertain.

"Don't be kidding," Tong Qiu laughed, "How can eggs be used to make such delicious egg fried rice?"

The two referees were confused. Egg fried rice doesn’t use eggs? So what kind of eggs did he use? Quail eggs? Ostrich eggs? Or fucking dinosaur eggs?

Some of them didn't dare to imagine what raw materials Tongqiu used, so they could only ask tentatively: "Then... what did you use?"

Tongqiu smiled slightly, "Well, let me explain it to you. When it comes to fried rice, it must be rice that has been cooked overnight to be authentic. But then I thought about it, if fresh rice is evil and rice cooked overnight is authentic, then if

After two nights, isn’t it super authentic?”

The green referee's face turned green again, "Then...how many nights did the rice you used for fried rice come from?"

Speaking of this, Tong Qiu showed a bit of helplessness on his face, "Actually, all the rice that has been left out for two nights has been basically disposed of, and it is difficult to find it all at once."

Very good……

The two referees breathed a sigh of relief.

"So I thought of another way," Tong Qiu curled his lips, "I fished out the rice from the swill bucket that had been left for several nights."

"vomit……"

The two referees had already begun to vomit. They couldn't bear the rice alone. So these eggs...

"As for this," Tong Qiu picked up the "broken eggs" in the rice, "This is the product of being wrapped in bread crumbs and then fried."

"What kind of eggs did you wrap in bread crumbs and fry them?" Judge Lan's face turned pale.

Tongqiu tilted his head and smiled again.

"Sheep shit eggs."

grass!!!

The two referees just now naively thought that Tong Qiu was a normal person, but it turns out that this guy is even more outrageous than the previous two!

Three heaven-defying heroes gathered together!

The two referees fainted immediately, but before they fainted, Tongqiu was declared the winner.

So Chef King...

It has to be him!

Another resounding title after the Black Boxing King: Kitchen King!

"Alas." Tong Qiu stood in front of the long table and began to deliver his victory speech.

"Sure enough, apart from me, there is no good cook on board the Lunatic Asylum."

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