Hearing Lin Mo's voice, a hint of confusion appeared on Hoshino Sora's face. He turned his head, as he had stayed in his room all last night and was unaware of what had spread among the audience.
"A romantic talent with deep feelings, a carefree young master with no heart. This is the summary evaluation of you at the bottom of the BLUE semifinal ticket. But now it seems, the words 'no heart' are a bit redundant."
Seeing Hoshino Sora's bewildered expression, Lin Mo didn't hold back and spoke directly. As he spoke, he quickly chopped the spinach leaves on the cutting board, then blanched the spinach for 30 seconds to remove its astringent taste, while also adding some salad oil to make the vegetable's color more vibrant.
Bok choy for 40 seconds, using the same technique. After the time was up, he scooped it out and quickly placed it in ice water to cool.
He added an appropriate amount of oil to the pot, turned up the heat to sauté the chopped green onions until fragrant, then added rice, stirred in the chopped spinach leaves, then added the bok choy, stir-frying on high heat until the moisture reduced.
Because this dish used vegetables, the moisture content was higher, making it difficult to make the rice fluffy. Of course, that was for ordinary chefs; for Lin Mo, it was a different situation.
He stir-fried vigorously on high heat, using a bellows with his foot to make the flames even fiercer, filling the surroundings with a hot atmosphere. Even Hoshino Sora, ten meters away, was affected to some extent.
According to the contestants' needs, the cooking counters for this BLUE competition could be custom-made in advance. Of course, if there were no special requirements, the cooking counters used would be of a unified standard.
Knowing the strength of his opponent, Lin Mo had contacted the competition organizers in advance and asked them to build this multi-functional Chinese cooking counter according to his requirements.
The original cooking counter's firepower was insufficient, and the flame provided by liquefied gas lacked the unique aroma of wood, which the older generation often referred to as 'wok hei' (the breath of the wok).
Furthermore, his fried rice required a sufficiently large flame, otherwise, the moisture from the vegetables would be excessive, making the fried rice too wet, and wet fried rice was undoubtedly a failed dish, completely unsuitable for presentation.
With a proficient and integrated wok-tossing technique, he added seaweed and white sesame seeds while tossing the wok, then continued to stir-fry on high heat. Once the dish was perfectly cooked, he scooped it out with a spoon.
"My unique creation, Meteor Fried Rice!"
He covered the fried rice with a lid, so that the drone only captured a small portion before the lid was placed, but even this small portion sparked endless imagination.
The vibrant green vegetables paired with the pristine white rice, along with the purplish-black seaweed and white sesame seeds, created a rich aroma that gathered into a ball in the air. Although tightly covered, one could still feel the deliciousness within.
"Meteor Fried Rice, quite interesting. Bring it over, I hope your dish can satisfy my tongue."
Through the screen, she saw the fried rice in Lin Mo's hand. Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, the exquisite color combination made her appetite grow, though not intensely.
Let's taste it first.
"An, prepare a bucket for me."
Looking at the Meteor Fried Rice that was brought over, Nagiri Mana said to An beside her. Although the dish emitted an astonishing aroma, who knew if it was just good to look at but useless?
"Yes."
Hearing Nagiri Mana's words, An respectfully responded, then scurried outside and placed a small bucket next to the special executive officer.
"Madam."
After placing the bucket, An scurried back and delivered the fried rice to Nagiri Mana, her expression exceptionally respectful. If her behavior were seen by those outside, it would certainly cause widespread astonishment.
However, to An and the WGO internal executive officers, this was just an ordinary matter.
Then, from the plate An handed over, she opened the lid, and a rich aroma immediately wafted out. The colors of the seaweed and spinach intertwined, paired with the pristine white rice, stimulating one's appetite.
She picked up the spoon and brought the dish to her mouth.
One second... two seconds...
Everyone outside the Tenshukaku waited in silence. The surroundings became eerily quiet. Hoshino Sora's ears could only hear the gurgling sound of the chicken broth. Everyone was waiting.
"Bang—"
"Bang~"
A continuous sound came from the audience. The clothes on the people around them burst open one after another, making crisp popping sounds. It started with the first row, and then rapidly spread backward!
This pulse continued until the middle and back sections of the audience, which was a little behind where Erina Nakiri and the others were. However, even though they were in the pulse zone, they were not affected at all. Because they possessed Gourmet Cells and their body genes were highly evolved, the Bestowal pulse simply couldn't affect them.
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