After repeated consideration and thinking, Zhou Rui told all the answers and asked the staff around him to record them.

The so-called "no regrets" is implemented. After all the answers are written, you can't go back on your word.

"Are you sure?" The staff knew Zhou Rui and his identity and fame, so they dared not be careless.

Among the crowd, Yingying sat next to Meng Yalin with a bag of potato chips.

"Mom, can my goddad win?" Yingying turned her head and asked Meng Yalin.

In the mind of a child, since it is a competition, he must get the first place.

"Of course I can win," Meng Yalin looked doting.

She likes to communicate with her daughter very much.

After Yingying was able to speak, the whole family was very excited.

Yingying is their baby egg.

For this purpose, they also held a celebration banquet for Yingying and called everyone in the family over.

Everyone was also very happy. Yingying was their junior after all.

At the same time, he also developed a little favor for Zhou Rui, who was not masked.

Yingying nodded when she heard her mother's words.

In her heart, what my mother said was true, because it was impossible for her to deceive her.

Since Yingying can speak, she has to chatter every day and even learn to hum songs.

I saw her chubby little hand reaching into the potato chip bag, then humming a small song and eating happily.

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"I'm sure." Zhou Rui nodded solemnly after thinking for a while.

Leave it to fate, he has done his best.

"Okay, you can take off your mask," the staff said with a smile.

At this moment, in front of them, a camera was aiming at Zhou Rui and working.

There is no way to cheat.

Recorded throughout the process.

Zhou Rui took off his cover and looked at the vegetables in the bowl and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He guessed it right.

At this time, three porcelain bowls were placed in front of him, with some treated vegetables in it.

The first porcelain bowl contains the sliced ​​eggplant.

"Huh, fortunately I guessed it right." Zhou Rui couldn't help but feel very grateful.

Zhou Rui was not the first one to answer. Someone had answered it before him, but unfortunately, there was no answer right.

Some people misled one, some people missed two, and some people missed three.

No one answered correctly.

The staff signaled the inspectors to come and check.

After a while, two inspectors came up, wearing hats, one man and one woman.

Unlike the staff, most of these staff are volunteers, while the inspectors are staff members in the association.

After carefully checking and confirming, the two people confirmed that it was correct.

Announce the promotion directly.

At this moment, those eliminated people looked at Zhou Rui. Some were full of complexity, some were full of admiration, and some were a little jealous.

It is easy to understand for complex people. Seeing others succeed, but being eliminated by themselves, I can’t hate them, and wanting to love is nonsense. For a moment, I feel a lot of emotions.

Those who are jealous will understand better.

In their eyes, Zhou Rui is just someone else's child.

With strength, knowing so many big people, being rich and famous... It seems that you have everything, why can God not pity them?

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Under the leadership of the staff, Zhou Rui went to the rest area on the other side and waited quietly to prevent him from disturbing other contestants.

Zhu Wenbo stopped on the last ingredient.

What is this?

Beans? Or peanuts?

Yes, Zhu Wenbo's hand is a round-shaped thing.

Very tricked.

Zhu Wenbo's heart was even more upset.

This is OK, too.

Zhu Wenbo wants to cry.

"I'm old, don't make such jokes for me, okay?" Zhu Wenbo really wanted the organizer to change it for himself. It's too much of a problem.

Can you understand the old man?

I think so, but Zhu Wenbo would not give up so easily.

This was his last charge for the "Cook God", and he didn't want to give up halfway.

"Is it a pea?" Old Man Zhu Wenbo thought secretly.

"No, peas don't look like this," Zhu Wenbo shook his head.

"Is it peanuts? It looks like, but it's a bit small." Zhu Wenbo was a little hesitant.

"Soybeans? It's even more impossible. Soybeans are round, which is obviously not." Zhu Wenbo fell into a war between heaven and man.

Some are undecided.

Finally, Zhu Wenbo gritted his teeth and decided to take a gamble.

"Peanuts, the third type I choose peanuts." Among several options, after Zhu Wenbo's exclusion method, the most likely one is peanuts.

So in the end, he chose the one with the greatest possibility.

"You're sure," the staff asked.

"I'm sure," Zhu Wenbo nodded.

"Okay, you can open it and take off your eye mask," the staff member said with a smile.

Zhu Wenbo took off his blindfold and looked at the last ingredient and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He guessed it right.

It's indeed peanuts.

And it's the unique little peanut.

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After the second round, five people were left in the entire game tragically.

Just like a track and field competition, these people are about to launch their final charge.

Among the five people, three of them are Zhou Rui, Wanqi Yunze, and Zhu Wenbo.

The other two are also experts in hotels.

One of the young people is called Sun Qun, who is the chef of Feiteng Hotel.

His cooking skills are also very strong.

The Feiteng Hotel may be unfamiliar, but "Kang Jianfei" should be unfamiliar.

Feiteng Hotel belongs to Kang Jianfei's house.

Five people stood in a row and the final battle was about to usher in.

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The old man looked at the five people in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If it is a previous game, at least ten people will be left after two rounds.

But now, it has set a record low.

There is no way, they must be cruel.

Increase difficulty.

"The last game was decided by our association staff after many negotiations. There is a saying that goes, the way is simple. In the last game today, we did not set too fancy topics, so we compared the simplest one - the face.

No matter what noodles you make, fried noodles, beef noodles, cut noodles, and ramen, you just need to conquer our five judges," the old man said with a smile.

"Oh, make noodles", Zhou Rui couldn't help but feel secretly happy.

He is the best at this thing.

"The five of our judges come from three different fields, three of which are respected gourmets, one from our event sponsor, and the last one, we will randomly select one from the audience on site. Each person has tens of ten and can score the work. In the end, the highest score will be the first place." The old man briefly explained the rules.

The rules are simple.

It's similar to a diving event.

The stronger the strength, the higher the score.

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"Okay, I won't say much. Now I'll invite five of our guests to show up," the old man said with a smile.
Chapter completed!