Eternal Food Paradise.

Chapter 390 See also death roll call

"clang!"

Another gong.

The master of ceremonies took advantage of the situation and announced: "Chen Kong, Chen Yuli, please appoint the contestants for the first round. The topics must be closely related to "Ma Po" and "Tofu"!"

heard.

Chen Kong's "Ma Po Palace".

"Shall I go out first?" Chen Kong was eager to try, "I'll call and invite Chen Yuli to fight, and win a good start first. Even if I lose unfortunately, Master Xiang En and Mr. Lai He Yang Shi will support the overall situation for me!"

Two wins in three rounds.

The children of the Chen family played first and started the first battle?Including the local officials at the judging desk and the elders of the Federation of Kitchens, they all think so.

However, the reaction of the name "Phoenix Mapo", the person Shi Shi ran on the stage, was beyond everyone's expectations.

"I'm up."

Waving his hand, Xia Yan stepped into the open-air kitchen area on his side at a leisurely pace.

And Chen Yuli smiled slightly, trusting the young foreign aid under her command to the extreme, and said: "Then thank you for winning the first victory for me."

"Just one game? That's not enough."

The figure with its back turned and walking towards the kitchen said so lightly.

Chen Yuli smiled slightly, looked around at Yishihui, Erina and the others, and asked: "How many more games does he plan to win?"

Yishi Hui put his hands in his pockets, "Yeah, how can one match be enough, this devil king has a big appetite!"

I noticed that Chen Yuli's eyes were hesitating on her and the others.

Yisehui laughed: "Miss Chen, you don't think we are going to play, and do you mean to play?"

"wrong!"

"We're the cheerleaders, uh, maybe you don't know the meaning of 'cheerleaders', but cheering, cheering, cheering, you should know, right! We're just here to show off and make a splash—"

These words were spoken with awe-inspiring righteousness, not at all like the tone of a fisherman.

Nakiri Erina pointed out directly:

"Our culinary skills do not support us participating in a competition of this size."

As he spoke, he glanced at Kojiro Shinomiya who was standing with his arms folded.

"So, Ms. Chen, you can think that besides Zhu Qi, who actually came on stage to help you face..."

"Ahem, Xia Yan is the only one."

Chen Yuli's delicate body swayed, and her younger sister, Chen Meiling, supported her waist behind her, and whispered in doubt, "Sister, are you suffering from heat stroke?"

Holding her forehead to stand firm, Chen Yuli forced a smile:

"enough."

"He wins one, I win one."

"Victory is secure...?"

But Xia Yan, who had already stepped onto the stage and stepped into the kitchen area of ​​the "Phoenix Mapo" camp, looked at the other end of the Wanfu Bridge, and his tone was full of evil humor:

"I called the roll!"

"Yizhangqing" Xiang En was terrified, aware of the terrible crisis.

But Xia Yan's gaze passed her without stopping.

Obviously, it is no longer a difficult challenge to play against this super class by name.

"Twin-tailed scorpion Lai He. "

"The "green-faced beast" Yang Shi. "

"Which one of you will come first?"

A moment of silence.

On the Wanfu Bridge, the long, dark crowds of onlookers on both sides of the canal were silent.

At the guest station, Prince Jiang almost breathed out: "Did you name 'Lin' at the beginning?"

Lan Feihong stared at the figure standing in the kitchen area with complicated eyes: "Is it true? The rumors are not groundless. Ever since he defeated the fake Lin Hua Fengchun in Guangzhou, the food industry has praised his achievements, saying that he has already walked in the world. On the road of Po Lin, there are nine out of ten..."

This is the perspective of others.

In the position of Xiang En and Chen Kong, they were slapped down at the beginning of the game, and the old blood was choked in their throats.

"Lai He! Yang Shi!" Xiang En's voice sank.

These two Lin chefs, you look at me, and I look at you.

He hesitated for a few seconds.

"let me try?"

"It's better for you to go."

"You're better off."

"Fuck off, my master doesn't know that kid is cunning? Is there such a thing as easy to deal with!"

"Then what do you mean by letting me go first, treating me as pathfinder cannon fodder?!"

In front of Chen Kong, the two Lin chefs tended to roll up their sleeves and fight.

Chen Kong was dumbfounded.

Xiang En's face became even more embarrassing.

The well-known and authentic Lin Chef was named by a Hou Lang who was suspected of having broken Lin, and died. Not only did he not take the stage with thunder and anger, but he gave Hou Lang a life lesson.

Instead, here, internal strife, self-disruption?
At this time, Xiang En suddenly understood why Kaiyou once sent her a private letter, reminding her like this:

"Lai He and Yang Shi are not enough to rely on and trust. They are the corpses under the stele of Linbang in Liangshan. They are just defeated dogs. They have lost their courage long ago."

An ethereal voice without impurities made Lai He and Yang Shiqi stop talking:
"Lai He, this first battle is up to you."

"You are very proficient in firework. On the topics of "Ma Po" and "Tofu", it doesn't matter if you can't make innovative content. As long as you bring out your firework in Linzi and cook Mapo tofu with more personal characteristics Dishes, the dishes he has the most pseudo-level duels, will most likely not be able to stop your sharpness, and will be torn to pieces."

The "Blue-Eyed Tiger" Mira stood behind Xiang En like a shadow without taking off her cloak and hood, her voice was erratic and calm.

"Yes, Mira-sama!"

At this time, the status of the king of heaven was revealed, and "Twin Tailed Scorpion" Lai He went straight to the stage without any unnecessary nonsense.

This scene.

Xiang Enxiu twitched her eyebrows.

She had a little recollection of the fact that Lai He and Yang Shi were flattering her in every possible way, and in all kinds of dog-licking gestures, they were actually licking the chief Kaiyou standing behind her.

Xiang En slightly lowered her gloomy face.

"Ma Po Palace challenger, Lai He. "The master of ceremonies announced, and exited amidst the sound of gongs, "There is no deadline for cooking. If any contestant on the field finishes cooking and raises his hand to signal, then the round of duel will be forcibly ended, and both contestants must immediately submit their dishes. "

The duel has just begun.

Prince Jiang at the guest station pointed to the kitchen area where Xia Yan was, said "Wow", and asked Lan Feihong in a low voice, "Here, what is he doing!"

"Tofu cubes, he cut them like peacock feathers! It's just that the feathers are not colorful, but pure white and delicate. When the sun is approaching noon, they are crystal clear, as if they are bathed in light. !"

Lan Feihong looked puzzled.

The tofu material used in making Mapo dishes is finely chopped with amazing knife skills, like flowing white feathers?

Although I don't know Xia Yan's thinking in the scope of "Ma Po" and "Tofu".

However, the more Lan Feihong looked at it, the more he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

how to feel.

A world line is ending?

"Snapped."

In the dark, the déjà vu of a broken kite string, and the images of dishes and recipes connected by the silk thread at the other end, leave him at the speed of light.

Lan Feihong couldn't help dripping cold sweat from his forehead, "What's going on!"

(End of this chapter)