Ye Chui is challenging everyone's cognition.
Pulling a ball of dough into 65,536 noodles, is that enough
Of course it wasn't enough, so after sixteen dunks, he started seventeen.
He could have easily defeated Chen Jueyuan after sixteen deductions, but from the very beginning Ye Chui didn't want to win, but to crush him.
Of course he could beat Chen Jueyuan with sixteen dunks, but that was not cool at all. A crushing victory must be a satisfying and satisfying one, so here came the seventeen dunks.
When countless people saw his actions, they all fell silent at the same time. Sister Han whispered in a trembling voice: "Master... don't play anymore, that's enough..."
"No, that's not enough." Ye Chui replied with a smile.
The noodles were slowly pulled in his steady and light hands, tugging at the hearts of countless people.
The judges in the audience stretched their necks to look at the stage. Chen Tian, Jiang Yuemei, Shen Zhongda, Tang Shanshan and others no longer had the urge to speak. They just stared at Ye Chui's hand. At this moment, they even felt afraid that saying one more word would scare Ye Chui, or that the wind from their words would break the noodles, which were already thicker than their hair.
The photographers, hosts, and on-site directors of the BBC Food Channel were all stunned at this moment. The usually eloquent host was unable to utter a word. On the screen, his eyes were wide open, as if he had seen a ghost, looking extremely stupid.
But no one thinks he is stupid.
Because everyone's attention was completely attracted by the noodles in Ye Chui's hand.
Inside the BBC Food Channel's office building in Los Angeles, in the office responsible for monitoring ratings, the line on the computer screen representing the ratings trend suddenly began to rise at this moment.
A man and a woman who were originally sitting in front of the screen and chatting idly were soon stunned. Their mood changed from relaxed to shocked, and from shocked to terrified - what happened
There were two curves on the screen, one representing the ratings of the BBC Food Channel, and the other representing the ratings of another food radio station, which was currently broadcasting a live showdown between the world's most talented chef, Gordon Ramsey.
Previously, the man and woman in front of the screen picked out the ratings of the two radio stations with a teasing mood and put them in a table, just because they thought it was interesting. The curve representing the ratings of the live broadcast of World Chef vs Genius Chef was naturally much higher than the ratings curve of Ye Chui's challenge to Chinatown. But in just a few seconds, the ratings curve of Ye Chui's challenge to Chinatown suddenly rose a lot in an almost vertical posture, and rushed forward with its head held high, until it surpassed the other high-top curve.
At this moment, the number of people paying attention to Ye Chui's stretched noodles has exceeded the number of people paying attention to the World Chef God vs. Genius Chef.
Countless people were amazed by Ye Chui.
131072 noodles were circling between Ye Chui's hands. Not a single one was broken. The noodles were so thin that they flowed from one of Ye Chui's hands to the other like a stream of water.
The seventeenth dunk has been completed.
Of course, this is not the end.
Ye Chui smiled faintly, then stacked the 130,000 noodles together again and stretched them out slowly.
The eighteenth dunk!
How thin are the noodles at this point
How fast are everyone's heartbeats at this moment
Countless people subconsciously held their breath, not even daring to blink.
The fifty judges all stood up straight subconsciously, looking at the young man on the stage as if they were witnessing a miracle.
The eighteenth dunk was completed slowly.
At this moment, there are 262,144 noodles in total.
Two hundred and sixty thousand noodles!
A small ball of dough was stretched into 260,000 noodles. It does not require a rich imagination to know how thin the noodles are and how easy they are to break.
But the noodles did not break at all in Ye Chui's hands, they were still stubbornly connected together.
When this scene fell into everyone's field of vision, it was as if something exploded silently with a bang, and their hearts were shocked.
Of course, this is not the end.
Because Ye Chui gently folded the noodles together again.
Nineteenth dunk!
At this moment, in addition to more than 10 million American viewers, there are also more than 100 million Chinese Internet users who watched the live broadcast of the cooking competition. The live video broadcast by a domestic video website has attracted 150 million viewers at this moment.
Countless people were holding their breath in front of their computers, and countless people were shocked and excited.
Some veterans who make dragon beard noodles couldn't help crying when watching this video.
Chinese delicacies have never been out of stock!
With the expectations of countless people, the 19th dunk was completed and still not a single strand was broken.
At this time, there were 524,288 noodles between Ye Chui's hands.
A ball of dough was stretched into five hundred thousand pieces!
Who could believe this if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes
The densely packed noodles in Ye Chui's hands were as soft as a cloud.
"That's enough..." Chen Jueyuan's trembling and hoarse voice sounded softly. His pride had been shattered in the past few minutes. At this moment, he had completely turned into a pitiful old man who was barely breathing. When he said that, it was as if he was begging for mercy in the most humble voice.
But that’s not enough.
Amidst the indescribable shock that countless people felt, Ye Chui folded the noodles together again.
Twenty dunks!
Five hundred thousand noodles overlapped and were then slowly stretched by the hands.
What kind of picture is that
Even Hollywood's most perfect special effects technology probably cannot bring about such soul-shaking and shocking emotions.
It was at this moment that many people realized that cooking could become so passionate, magical and incredible.
At this moment, countless people's hearts were boiling with excitement.
They want to learn cooking.
They want to learn Chinese cooking!
It turns out that Chinese cuisine is so amazing and awesome.
Perhaps Chinese cuisine was once lonely and embarrassing, but at this moment, even the world's top chefs and genius chefs could not steal Ye Chui's glory.
"He is the God of Cookery..."
As if by coincidence, this voice suddenly echoed in the hearts of countless people.
Twenty dunks completed!
At this moment, there were a total of 1,048,576 slender hairs between Ye Chui's hands.
One million!
From one dough, millions of noodles were stretched out!
What a magical thing this is
After completing twenty dunks, Ye Chui finally stopped.
"Master, are you ready?" Han Yuyan asked softly with a pale face. She looked pale because she had felt a silent shock like a roller coaster in the past few minutes, but soon the paleness turned into blood red. This was excitement from the heart.
"Yeah." Ye Chui smiled and nodded. There was a little sweat on his forehead, but his expression remained calm, as if he had not done anything shocking just now. It was just what he said next. After hearing these words, Chen Jueyuan suddenly decided not to cook anymore.
"Actually, my highest record is 23 dunks, but after 20 dunks, I'm no longer absolutely sure that I can keep the noodles from breaking."
The highest record is twenty-three dunks.
But after 20 buckles, I'm not sure the noodles won't break...
So, he can be absolutely sure that the noodles will not fall off at all before the 20th cut
Even for Chen Jueyuan's fifteen deductions, he didn't dare to make such a guarantee, but Ye Chui could guarantee that there would be no continuous drops before the twentieth deduction.
Chen Jueyuan suddenly felt that he had been living like a dog for the past sixty years...
What kind of chef will he be in the future
At this moment he was completely discouraged.
After this competition, nine-star chef Chen Jueyuan never served as the head chef of a big hotel again and retired completely.
Even when he occasionally wanted to practice stretching noodles again, he found out helplessly that he couldn't stretch it even after fifteen or even fourteen times.
The cooking competition was only halfway through, but everyone knew that the competition was over.
When they finally realized that Ye Chui had finished stretching the noodles, and the millions of noodles in his hands were finished, countless people in the audience burst into warm applause, including the judges, Chen Tian and others, relevant personnel from the TV station, and even the waiters and chefs who originally belonged to Wangfu Noodle House.
They thought they were witnessing a miracle.
Amidst the jubilation of countless people, only two people were the calmest, Andrew and Mrs. Gao.
"I am so disappointed." Andrew exhaled softly. He had to admit that in the past few minutes, his mind was attracted by the noodles in Ye Chui's hand. When Ye Chui stretched out 20 million noodles, he even cheered for Ye Chui in his heart. He hated this feeling, so his expression was very cold after he woke up.
"You lost, and you lost so miserably. Food King Enterprise will never help you again, and our cooperation with you ends here!" He said these words coldly and prepared to leave.
At this time, he glanced at Mrs. Gao.
She didn't move.
Her eyes were still wide open staring at the stage, and her old face contained an expression of extreme shock, which was completely frozen on her face as if carved in stone.
"Mrs. Gao?" Andrew frowned and raised his voice.
Jiang Yuemei, who was sitting not far away, was the second one to discover Mrs. Gao's condition. She was somewhat concerned about the old woman, so she couldn't help but walk up to Mrs. Gao and gently patted her shoulder: "Mrs. Gao, what's wrong with you?"
She and Andrew looked at each other in surprise, and then Andrew stretched out his trembling fingers to feel Mrs. Gao's breath.
More and more people noticed the scene here and looked over.
Andrew's hand retracted like lightning.
Looking at everyone's gaze, his voice no longer had the previous calmness and coldness, but he said in a panic: "She... She's dead." (~^~)
PS: Maybe many people find it incredible, but this is true. The standard of dragon beard noodles is 10,000 strands after 14 twists, but the highest record is that someone stretched it 20 twists to reach 1 million strands. Of course... this is very difficult, but our protagonist is the God of Food, right? He can do what the poor cannot do~~~