Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 190 Promise
"Give!"

With a wave of Xia Yan's spatula, both Lan Feihong and Liu Maoxing got a plate of fried noodles.

The two of them ignored the heat and ate it as soon as they put down their chopsticks.

"No wonder Madam Thunderflower said the taste was 'wonderful'—"

"No wonder it's called "Wonderful Fried Shrimp Noodles"!"

The complex taste exploded in the mouth, and Liu Maoxing's wall-mounted taste buds immediately analyzed the essence of the layer of sauce that evenly spread the 'shrimp noodles', "I see, is it a mixture of several sauces?"

tick tock...

Among them, in the taste melody of 'soy sauce imperial juice', the deliciousness of fish roe and rain dew is condensed into raindrops, falling on the tip of the tongue.

Liu Maoxing's spirit suddenly went into a trance.

This is? !
There seemed to be an icicle clinging to his back, and while his whole body was enveloped in cold air, Liu Maoxing felt a strong burning sensation from the place where his hands and feet were bound.

"what--"

Next to him, there was a figure who was also tied to an icicle, that was Lan Feihong.

Liu Maoxing looked sideways, and happened to see a white rope that bound Lan Feihong, entangled in layers, gradually burning, and the cloth was covered with a red color, which seemed to be the magnificent color of cooked shrimp shells, and because of the high temperature, In the haze of icicles squeaking and steaming, there is a "dragon head" that is more and more real.

Faced with a pair of majestic eyes in the hazy mist, Liu Maoxing didn't know if it was the head of a shrimp or the real dragon's head, and he was shocked for a moment and lost his voice.

……

clang!
clang!
Midnight, fighting field.

The bell rang several times in a row, announcing the end of this special-level assessment.

Han Wu of the 'Dongjiang Restaurant' has long since disappeared.

In the mutual judging and scoring session just now, he was expelled from the venue because of intentional bad reviews.

Of course, if four hours ago, the first qualified passer had reminded Han Wu when he left, warning him not to play tricks of elementary school students, perhaps Han Wu's fate would have been rewritten from then on.

Speaking of which, in this year's special exam, three new special chefs appeared at the same time. I can figure out with my toes how lively Guangzhou City will be during the day when the night passes. There was discussion for a while.

just.

For Lan Feihong and Liu Maoxing, who occupy two of the three newly promoted specials, since they tasted that person's "Wonderful Fried Shrimp Noodles" four hours ago, to the mutual evaluation session just now, for some reason, suddenly Just tasteless.

Lei Hua didn't interfere with the examinee's evaluation, and didn't move his chopsticks to eat the dishes for two people.

The attendant presented the badge and clothing.

Seeing the two half-year-old teenagers still looking bored and not smiling, Lei Hua couldn't help raising his eyebrows and asked: "Why, didn't you just give your own dishes a score of 10, and you are satisfied and proud of your own performance Is it?"

Liu Maoxing and Lan Feihong glanced at each other.

"That's right, I did play to the limit."

"+1."

Liu Maoxing, who raised his hand in response, said hesitantly: "But, I don't know why, compared with mine, Mr. Xia's dishes always feel a little more..."

"Attractive things!" Lan Feihong interjected in a concentrated voice.

"Yep!"

Liu Maoxing hammered his palm: "Let's not talk about the recipes and the form of the dishes. I seem to be far inferior to Mr. Xia in terms of attractiveness! He, he seems to put his soul, without reservation, in the On the dinner plate!"

Lan Feihong was silent here.

Originally, in this exam, while he came here for the special title, his second purpose was to fight Liu Maoxing and help Fairy Bei to educate his son by the way. The female Bodhisattva saved from "darkness" is not an exaggeration.

But because of the figure who broke the rules of the examination room for two consecutive rounds.

Lan Feihong discovered that in his body, there was a blood factor that was competitive and unwilling to lag behind others, which was restless and hot.

"This man is a formidable enemy!" Lan Feihong commented.

I am fifteen or sixteen years old, and the age gap between that person and him is definitely within ten years. Strictly speaking, he is the same generation in the Chinese gourmet world.

Lei Hua observed the two of them.

A person with a face full of admiration and respect.

The other person, sensing the threat, had a serious expression on his face.

There are some things, some things, Lei Hua didn't tell the two of them.

Since she is as famous as Fairy Bei, and she is a well-known top female chef, how could she not know the nature of those unique and extremely attractive things.

Dangerous, yet charming.

Like poison.

Those who are obsessed with this and go the wrong way have a great reputation in the dark cooking world, are feared by people, and are regarded as "devil kings".

Lei Hua secretly said:

"Your way is different from his."

"What you have to do is to touch people's hearts and bring happiness to people."

"And he..."

Hearing, the cold wind blew, and the fair skin under the heavy robe seemed to still have a burning sensation. Lei Hua moved his shoulders slightly awkwardly: "Follow up, observe, and be vigilant!"

"In the culinary world, there can be no second "Kaiyu"! "

……

Xia Yan, who finished the exam four hours early, returned to the clean yard where he stayed, and planned to log out of the paradise, was terrified by the silent drinking figure at the stone table in the garden.

"so fast!"

The man put down the wine gourd and grinned.

Hearing the voice, Xia Yan suddenly relaxed, "Your family is fast!"

He cursed, and also sat down in front of the stone table.

Pointing to the moon in the sky, Yan Xian said with a smile: "I thought I would have to wait until midnight at least. You came back so soon. Let me think about it. You must have 'fixed' that female celebrity chef and chief examiner."

"What 'repair', I didn't! I'm innocent!" Xia Yan spat, "Yan Tianwang, the night is quiet, the blood is young, this kind of topic can't be talked about, can't talk about it!"

Yan Xian waved his hand, "It doesn't matter what the result is."

"How about it, have you decided? You must appear in the Dark Realm Arena three days later!"

As he spoke, he wiped the traces of alcohol from the corner of his mouth.

This king of the dark world, nicknamed 'The Prodigal Son', had a restrained, cynical expression and became a little more serious.

"Boss is very dissatisfied with me."

He shrugged.

"Because, I haven't recommended a potential seed for too long. Well, how long has it been? Maybe five years? Six years? Anyway, it's been a long time, and I haven't had any outstanding rookies. We are friends, right? This face, you must earn it back for me—"

Xia Yan: "..."

How come the style of painting has changed from a gourmet drama to a Jianghu grassland movie.

However, from Yan Xian's words, Xia Yan was able to confirm that he appeared in Guangzhou City, like a habitual fraudster selling martial arts cheats, and the reason why he kept sending out "recommendation letters".

This guy really can't find anyone, and then pulls people's heads in front of the battle to show off!

Xia Yan's brows and eyes twitched, and he had a deeper understanding of the nickname 'Prodigal Son'.

It turns out that there is really no wrong nickname!
"You are also one of Liang Shanbo's 'Five Tiger Stars', a well-known overlord in the dark culinary world, why don't you learn from your boss, look for more potential characters, and cultivate more party members!"

"Too much trouble! Time-consuming! No fun!"

Yan Xian refused the three consecutive rounds, and waved his sleeves: "Don't worry, since I recommended you to participate, even if you lose, you don't have to worry about any punishment, the "unpalatable mark" cannot be branded on you! "

This sentence can be regarded as dispelling Xia Yan's last doubt.

If you steal someone else's cooking skills, you have to pay back a share of karma.

So Xia Yan patted his chest:
"I can compete!"

Hearing this, Yan Xian's smile became more friendly, he patted his chest hard, and promised: "If, I said if, you can kill all the disciples recommended by my colleagues for me, I can teach you any recipes and cooking skills by hand. .”

(End of this chapter)