The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 187 Ingredients Still on the Way

"The round of 16 is now coming to an end!"

The host slowly began, "Congratulations to the eight contestants who have advanced. We also hope that the eight eliminated contestants will not be discouraged. Being able to stand out from tens of thousands of people is enough to prove your excellence."

"Now, let's move on to the final stage of the Round of 16," the host announced abruptly, raising his voice, "the draw for the themes!"

"At this moment, we will draw lots to determine the match topics for the quarterfinals, which will be held two days later!"

"Look, at the big screen!"

As the host's voice rang out, the images of the eight finalists quickly appeared on the big screen. They would then engage in a second round of head-to-head battles, following the principle of matching the nearest group.

The person in charge of drawing lots this time was Lu Suzhi, the recommender of grains.

He was watching the scrolling screen when he suddenly shouted, "Stop!"

As his voice faded, the lottery drawing on the big screen came to an abrupt end.

Qin Lang held his breath and stared intently at the big screen. When he saw the theme of his group's match, the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"My God!" Cao Dongdong exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't this a bit too much of a coincidence?"

The large screen prominently displayed:

[Group G/H: Qin Lang vs. Qiu Lei, Subject: Beef]

"It is a bit of a coincidence." Yu Zaozao turned to Qin Lang with a serious expression. "Qin Lang, are you confident in this match?"

"Give it a try." Qin Lang stretched, a look of eagerness on his face.

Beef, among the commonly used ingredients in Chinese cuisine, actually has a relatively short history.

Because throughout history, killing cattle has been prohibited.

The vast majority of beef dishes were developed in modern times.

But this was not a problem for Qin Lang.

Being able to compete with a powerful spirit chef in beef is also an interesting thing for him.

"Now that we have the material, we can go back to the hotel." With that, Qin Lang turned and walked towards the exit of the stands.

"Dragon beard noodles, here I come!"

Cao Dongdong's eyes lit up, and he quickly followed. Yu Zaozao also put aside her worries and focused all her attention on the dragon beard noodles she was about to taste.

The three reached the exit, but Qin Lang, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped because there was someone standing in front of them.

Qin Lang's next opponent in the quarterfinals is Qiu Lei.

Qiu Lei looked at Qin Lang in silence, and after a moment he slowly spoke, "You are a very formidable opponent."

Qiu Lei watched Qin Lang cook the dragon beard noodles from beginning to end. His skill made him feel inferior, and it made him realize that this guy, who was ranked higher than him, was not just a name without substance.

Most importantly, the other party hasn't shown any culinary skills yet.

Thinking of this, Qiu Lei looked at the egg baby in Qin Lang's arms.

Could this be Qin Lang's trump card?

So, in the next match, will he be able to force Qin Lang to use his trump card?

Thinking of this, a fighting spirit involuntarily welled up in Qiu Lei's eyes.

"Although you are very capable, when it comes to beef, I am the authority."

"I will do my best to win the quarterfinals in two days!"

"Then I'll wait and see." Qin Lang nodded with a smile. "We also look forward to the upcoming battle."

"Right, Egg Baby?"

"Gulp!" Egg Baby nodded emphatically, its eyes gleaming.

The dragon beard noodles weren't helpful today, which made it quite unhappy. But next time, it won't!
The freshness of beef can really make a difference!
We must show them their true strength!

"it is good."

Qiu Lei gave Qin Lang a deep look before stepping aside.

Qin Lang and the other two walked past Qiu Lei. Cao Dongdong couldn't help but turn around and glance at Qiu Lei before asking curiously.

"Why do you think he came here at this time?"

"Is it a declaration of war?" Yu Zaozao guessed. "To send a tough message in advance, to make the opponent take the upcoming battle seriously?"

"That sounds so cringeworthy," Cao Dongdong commented seriously.

Qin Lang's lips twitched, and he ruthlessly exposed Cao Dongdong.

"If you hadn't been eliminated, you'd probably be even more immature than him."

Accompanied by Cao Dongdong's furious shouts and Yu Zaozao's merciless mockery, the three of them quickly disappeared into the distance.
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In the hotel room, Qin Lang skillfully stretched out the silvery strands of noodles. Amidst gasps of surprise, a bowl of noodles exactly like the one served in the Round of 16 was quickly presented to the three drooling guys.

"Mine, all of them are mine!" Zhao Qian shouted, picking up a handful with her chopsticks and stuffing it into her mouth impatiently.

Having returned to the hotel early, she seemed to have already moved on from the disappointment of being eliminated in the round of 16, and her actions in grabbing food were no slower than Cao Dongdong's.

"It actually tastes like this! It's even better than I expected." Cao Dongdong clicked his tongue in delight. "But it doesn't come with a dragon bowl, which is a downside."

"Just eat yours." Qin Lang couldn't help but roll his eyes.

We're just having our own people eat this, why would we expect him to carve a dragon?

no way!

Although it's just making dragon beard noodles, this dish requires a lot of physical strength. He made it twice, and his hands were almost giving out.

"Waaaah, coming to Danju City for this live stream was definitely the right decision!" Yu Zaozao on the other side kept stuffing dragon beard noodles into her mouth and mumbled, "These noodles are so delicious, the fans in the live stream have definitely never eaten them before."

"I can only reluctantly eat more for them."

"They're so lucky to have a streamer like you." Qin Lang chuckled and picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks.

Yes, it tastes just like he remembers.

Looking at Zhao Qian, who was eating with a big smile on her face, Qin Lang's heart stirred. "Zhao Qian, you're not sad anymore, are you?"

"Huh? Ah!" Zhao Qian blinked, then quickly wiped away her smile and showed a bitter face. "I'm still very sad. I think I'll probably need to eat a few more bowls of dragon beard noodles to feel better."

"Yes, it's good that you're not sad anymore." Qin Lang nodded knowingly.

"Hey! I said I'm really sad!" Zhao Qian protested, dissatisfied.

“People who are sad don’t think about food.” Qin Lang smiled. “If all else fails, let’s go out for a walk tomorrow to cheer ourselves up.”

"It's impossible to make dragon beard noodles anymore."

"Okay..." Zhao Qian pouted, then thought of another question, "You still have time to relax?"

"Shouldn't we prepare for the quarterfinals?"

"Preparation is necessary, of course, but the ingredients we need haven't arrived yet, so even if we wanted to prepare, we couldn't." Qin Lang shrugged.

"The ingredients haven't arrived?" Zhao Qian blinked, then suddenly realized, "You want to use Zhenniu Restaurant's Silver Frost Beef?!"

"That's right." Qin Lang nodded.

Facing an opponent like Qiu Lei, he naturally wouldn't be careless. He had to select the best ingredients and take care of every detail.

The best quality beef he had ever tasted was the Silver Frost Beef from Zhenniu Restaurant, so after returning to the hotel, Qin Lang immediately contacted the bank to arrange for the beef to be delivered to the hotel the next afternoon.

Before that, we can take a short rest.

(End of this chapter)