God Descends the Second Element

　　 Before the two figures slowly approached him, and when they were about to see the face of the other side clearly, Wang Hao suddenly opened his eyes and faintly said in the direction of the red-haired boy: "Boss, check out."

　　 The bowl of golden egg fried rice on the table, he only tasted a bite from start to finish, but there was no reason to continue eating, and his stomach was not so hungry.

　　 "This guest, you haven't finished tasting your dishes. Could it be that the dishes I made do not meet your tastes? I hope I can advise you on the shortcomings."

　　Xingping Chuang really looked at the golden egg fried rice on the table. The most unbearable thing for a chef is that his cooking is completely denied by others.

　　 Yuping Chuangzhen, who has been learning cooking since he was a child, is actually very proud of his cooking skills. Even if he loses to his father nearly 500 times in a row, he still hasn't shaken his cooking spirit.

　　 often picky eaters come to the door, but he gagged with his own cooking.

　　 In the opinion of Xingping Chuangzhen, Wang Hao just came to taste his golden egg fried rice, which completely negated his own cooking, and obviously underestimated him.

　　 In other words, it challenged a chef in another way.

　　 "Your cooking is okay, and it's excellent, but I don't like it very much."

　　 When Wang Hao tasted Xingping Chuangzhen's cooking, he met those two people deep in his heart and accidentally turned on the "God Mode". At this time, he also answered Xingping Chuangzhen's question in a cold voice.

　　 The voice was cold like a cold wind, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

　　 Seeing the interested look on the other's face, Wang Hao smiled bitterly in his heart and was misunderstood again, but he couldn't explain it.

　　Although he knew that this was the result of disrespecting the chef, he didn't want to taste the second lipstick-haired boy's cuisine, and wanted to apologize in his heart, but the meaning from his mouth completely changed.

　　 Once this ‘God’s Mode’ is turned on, in addition to being almost cold-blooded, the firepower to pull hatred and pretense is also full...

　　 "Can I borrow the kitchen temporarily?"

　　 "Please feel free to use it."

　　 When Xingping Chuangzhen told Wang Hao that he would borrow the kitchen, he had already determined that this ‘guest’ was here to kick the restaurant. Since the establishment of the Xinping Hotel, I don’t know how many people who have come to kick the restaurant have been taught.

　　 Not convinced? Then use cooking to decide the victory! !

　　 Wang Hao nodded slightly, since he has been misunderstood, then forget it.

　　 I glanced at the ingredients in the kitchen. There are many kinds of ingredients. There are many ingredients in the refrigerator. There are all kinds of kitchen utensils. There are many kinds of condiments. You can also find fast foods sold in supermarkets.

　　 There are many ingredients, but Wang Hao can only cook three dishes, tomato and egg soup, green pepper fried meat, egg fried rice...

　　 At present, I still make the best egg fried rice. I pick out the ingredients I need and clean it carefully. Then I pick up a sharp kitchen knife. There is an edible chicken weighing about five kilograms lying on the kitchen chopping board.

　　 There are many ways to make egg fried rice. This time he decided to make chicken golden egg fried rice. He had several experiences in his previous life and was familiar with the general process.

　　 Before everyone knew what Wang Hao was going to do, they saw that the kitchen knife in his hand, which was slightly larger than the knife, suddenly flashed with a bright silver knife, and the two chicken legs had been neatly separated from the main body.

　　 once again raised the knife in his hand and fell into the room, glowing with cold light, and kept padding on the chicken legs, his movements were dazzling, and he gradually couldn't see where he should drop the knife next.

　　 Fortunately, Xingping Chuangzhen's eyes condensed. This kind of almost Taoist swordsmanship is really terrifying. He has only seen it in the hands of his father, Koheijo Ichiro, and now it is displayed in the hands of a peer, how incredible! !

　　 The black-haired boy who is brandishing a knife, at most one or two years older than himself, is it because he has been practicing knife skills since his mother's womb?

　　 Although he was a little reluctant to admit it, the black-haired boy had completely surpassed him in terms of knife skills, and was already on par with his dad, Koheijo Ichiro.

　　 Fortunately, Ping Chuang Zhen was absent for an instant, and his pupils gradually rekindled their scorching fighting spirit. Don’t the opponents just have to be the stronger the better?

　　 Since he was young, he has lost 489 times to his father in a row. How could he willingly give in, and the other party is still the same age as him.

　　 Secretly distracted and observed that Xingping Chuangzhen was abnormal, Wang Hao's eyes flashed with appreciation, but he knew the terrible aspects of the "God Mode" after it was turned on, forming a domain of absolute suppression, and people who could be overwhelmed were breathless.

　　 The red-haired boy was only slightly absent-minded for a while, and then not only recovered his mind, but a stronger fighting spirit emerged. What a tough and terrifying mentality!

　　 But, what about this? !

　　 You can lose other dishes, but you can only meet those two people's dishes, you can never lose! It must be crushed severely anyway! !

　　 is not for anything else, just for the pitiful self-esteem deep in my heart.

　　 The speed of the knife quietly increased, as if it was protected by the power of divine assistance. When he stopped the knife in his hand, he gently pulled the bone in his right hand, and he actually pulled it out!

　　 Under the bright light, it can be seen that there is no sticky meat on the surface of the crystal-clear chicken bones ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ All of them have been stripped off by the black-haired boy, and the ‘Baoding Jie Niu’ that has been circulating so far is probably nothing more than this.

　　 The chicken thigh meat is cut into thin slices, which look white and translucent. There is a reason for this. The chicken used in ordinary chicken egg fried rice is cooked chicken, and the meat on the chicken thigh is not requested.

　　 Relying on the intuition of the ‘God’s Mode’, he used superb knife skills to slice and peel off the chicken thighs. I believe that using this part of the chicken can increase the umami taste in the ingredients.

　　Wang Hao patted the rice, took out five eggs from the refrigerator, beat them, and turned on the heat to a low to medium level to melt the butter. The white rice and the golden egg liquid were blended together, and a small amount of black pepper powder was added.

　　 took out his hand to chop an onion with a knife, and then began to process other vegetables.

　　 The chicken and egg fried rice he made has undergone self-improvement, which is different from what ordinary people do, and it is carried out in an orderly manner as expected.

　　 The process of cooking was turbulent, and a group of violent flames suddenly rose in the pot, as meek as a little sheep in front of Wang Hao, which caused the diners in the small shop to exclaim.

　　 "What an amazing knife craftsman, the fire control skills are also top-notch."

　　 "That boy, wouldn't he be the elite of Yuanyue Academy, right?"

　　 "It should be a student of Yuan Yue, how can ordinary people have this kind of cooking skills!"

　　 The diners talked a lot. Xingping Chuangzhen looked at Wang Hao and his heart was shocked. Is the black-haired boy really from Yuanyue Academy?

　　 I didn’t expect that among my peers, there is such an existence that is close to a monster. It seems that Dad is right. It’s time for me to go out and see, otherwise it’s hard to grow in cooking...

　　Ps: The author is still a student, so it’s difficult to make frequent outbreaks, but at least it will be updated every day, and I will try to code as many words as possible during the holidays. I hope Minasang can forgive me.