All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

Seeing that Hudson took out a basin of ice cubes, poured them into the finished chicken soup to control, and at the same time changed the fire to a low temperature to control the temperature.

"Low temperature and slow cooking?" Mo Bai sneered wildly and aggressively, and his invisible and intangible spiritual power condensed into small invisible tentacles, probing towards the chicken soup in Hudson's pot.

next moment--

"Ouch!!!"

A heaven-piercing howl sounded, and Mo Bai collapsed three feet high.

All the great knights on the judging platform acted cleverly and pulled out their swords to check the surroundings for any suspicious signs.

Artoria, Masahide Liuyuan, and Ma Lun almost kicked off their chairs, they thought that Mobai had been attacked.

There were also several explosions in the VIP room. Alice Nakiri, who had silver hair flying along with the violent airflow, looked terrified. She stared blankly at the glass wall full of shattered marks—two fist prints, one palm print, and Two knight swords and a pink-glowing sword are stuck on the glass wall.

Nakiri Alice shrank her head and curled up on the sofa.

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She didn't know how many times she recognized her identity as a younger sister.

"This wall..." Luo Ziyan blinked at the unbreakable glass wall.

"It seems a bit hard." Bai Zishu said calmly, rubbing her slightly red and swollen palm.

"Special craftsmanship, special craftsmanship." Eliza rubbed her fists and forced a smile.

"Special craftsmanship?" Miyamoto Yeyako and Yukikawa Yukie looked at the swords and katanas inserted on the glass wall and fell into thought.

"His Royal Highness?" Ophelia kicked the door open when she heard the sound outside the door.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Elizabeth smiled awkwardly.

"Oh." Ophelia closed the door and backed out.

The silent girls saw Mo Bai, who was still howling and bouncing around energetically, through the spider veins.

"Mobai..." Elizabeth hesitated to speak.

"Don't panic about the normal head-giving operation." Bai Zishu shook her hands, she almost forgot that sometimes Mobai would perform magical or suffocating operations inexplicably.

Judging from now, it seems that the appearance of this guy was simply burned?

However, only two people knew the truth at the scene.

The light in Haosheng's eyes eager to find the goal was replaced by ignorance, what is the operation of turning the essence of spiritual power into someone else's pot?

This chef seems to be a not-so-smart Yazi.

Mo Bai wants to cry but has no tears.

The moment his sensitive spiritual tentacles touched the noodle soup, Mo Bai felt like a gust of scalding hot water fell from the sky and made him half-cooked.

He didn't want to understand why he just swelled to the temperature where he used his solid mental power tentacles to splash the soup.

Obviously there is more than one method, no matter how bad it is, you can use Xiaobai, but why did you choose the most stupid and demented method?

Do you really think of yourself as an ultimate creature?

It's just trying to die!

"An inflated mentality is really bad." Fortunately, the burning sensation came and went quickly, but I felt the same as being scalded by the temperature and did not receive any substantial damage. The one in Mo Bai's heart that was taken for granted was almost crushed The little fat man on the earth directly leaked air.

"Xiaobai, let me check the temperature of the chicken soup in the soup pot opposite." Once bitten by a snake for ten years and afraid of well ropes, Mo Bai dare not put his mental strength to the side of the pot in a short time.

"Oh." Xiaobai actually wanted to complain.

It doesn't know what Mo Bai is doing, but it can still catch the magical operation of the mental power tentacles exploring the soup.

But... Xiaobai glanced at the USB data cable that was close to two meters away from the handle of the knife, and chose to remain silent out of desire for survival.

Tuning Xiaobai was a great success!

"The temperature of the chicken soup on the opposite side hovers between 61 and 63 degrees Celsius."

"Sure enough, it is cooked at low temperature and slow." Mobai's eyes burst out with brilliance!

The battle resumes!

Unlike Hudson controlled by Haosheng, Mo Bai did not choose ice cubes, but simply and rudely changed the fire to low to stir up the soup.

It is the almost omnipotent water-controlling kitchen skill Nine Vortex taught by Mr. Han.

Nine spirals formed in the soup pot, and in an instant, nine hot water vapor sprayed straight upwards.

Chapter 474. Trap or Shortcut?

Some shriveled pig bladder balls were placed in a soup pot with a temperature of 62 degrees Celsius. After four hours of constant temperature boiling, the pig bladders wrapped in Bresse chicken plumped up like blowing bubble gum.

Compared with Haosheng's ordinary water temperature control, which contains profound skills, the audience only has two words for Mobai's water temperature control-long-lasting!

A pot of soup, a spoon, four hours of meticulous play with a straight back!

No sweating, no panting!

What kind of arm strength is this?What kind of core strength is this?

There seems to be a smell of hormones in the stands.

"It seems that Chef Mobai is not only talented in cooking, but also a food hunter." Hao Sheng was amazed.

Four hours of continuous activation of cooking skills can be described as a talent.

"Indeed." Xu Fei nodded in agreement, but he seemed to have some other thoughts on his face.

"Cooking skills? Mo Bai has already been in contact with Han Yaohua?"

"Look again." Xu Fei stroked his short beard with an uncertain expression.

In the arena, I didn't know that I was being crowned with a "long-lasting little prince" with a mobai expression, stirring the spoon dumbly.

He began to wonder if it was really necessary for him to use cooking skills to control the temperature. Isn't the constant temperature water bath fragrant?

Taking a step back, even if using a constant temperature water bath is a bit low, isn’t it good to control the temperature like Hudson?

What was the point of him messing around for four hours?

In order to prove that there is more water in the soup pot and that the arms are alive?

Mo Bai Zuo, who was thinking about the combination of spices for four hours with one mind and two minds, seemed to have nothing to love.

Fortunately, Hudson quickly changed. He took out the pig bladder balls that swelled to the size of a sea bowl and placed them in a warm frying pan. Covered the plate to control the temperature, and changed the chicken soup that was originally cooked at a constant temperature to high heat.

"The next step should be high-temperature chicken soup to pressurize the pig's bladder." Mo Bai looked at the pig's bladder ball that was still a little short in his soup pot, and his mood didn't fluctuate much.

His choice of Brace chicken was a bit bigger than Hudson's, so there was no rush.

What's more, even if he lags behind, he still has a magic weapon to catch up.

As Mo Bai said, after the chicken soup boiled, Hudson lifted the cover of the dinner plate, and poured the high-temperature chicken soup that was still boiling in the spoon directly on the pig bladder—this is also the most dangerous step in the whole pig bladder chicken recipe.

If the boiling chicken soup is too much and the pressure is too high, the entire pig bladder will burst like a burst balloon. At that time, the high-temperature chicken soup will definitely be a nightmare for chefs who are close to this dish.

Too little chicken broth, not enough pressurization, and the Bresse chicken in the pig's bladder will not be fully mature, and it will definitely be a laughingstock when served on the table.

So even if there was Haosheng behind him controlling it, Hudson's movements became more cautious at this time, while pressing the pig's bladder with his fingers to try to rebound, he continued pouring hot chicken soup cautiously.

"It's almost there!" Mo Bai took out the pig's bladder and placed it in a warm frying pan, but he didn't cover it.

Compared to Haosheng who can't control Hudson obediently and use ordinary means, he has almost cheating authority!

Turn from low heat to high heat.

"Get angry!" Mo Bai's energy surging all over his body was transmitted to the flames at the stove mouth!

Cooking Skills Explosive Flame!

The next moment, the fierce flame that was about to burst out exploded again with the help of Qi Jin's catalysis!

The kitchen table was instantly covered by flames that were half the height of a person, and the flames around the soup pot were just like blooming red lotuses!

Yanagihara Masahide was dumbfounded, Mullen was dumbfounded, and Artoria was dumbfounded.

Gao Wen was even more bewildered!

Can cooking be done like this?Are you cooking or playing with fire?

The entire Crown Arena was instantly silent.

"Explosive flames!?" Xu Fei patted his thighs and stood up, under the shock of his mind, the illusion effect of Haosheng's subordinates around him was broken.

Immediately, more than a dozen knights hiding in the audience on this side of the stand stared at him.

Xu Fei didn't care either, anyway, it was meant to be exposed, it was just a matter of time.

But Mo Bai's operation hit him firmly in the heart.

Cooking Skills Explosive Flame!

Although I don't know where Mo Bai learned it from, this explosion is actually one of his lost culinary skills in the dark cooking world!

If it is manipulated properly, it may be possible to make several famous culinary families from the dark culinary world turn against each other.

You must know that in the era of geniuses a long time ago, specific recipes were developed for cooking skills.

There are more or less a few recipes with matching cooking skills in these famous families, but they suffer from the loss of cooking skills.

These recipes that cannot be matched due to lack of cooking skills are treasures that cannot be rated. How can you let those famous cooks be willing?

"We must show some sincerity when we meet later~" There was a hint of cruelty in Xu Fei's eyes.

Within a few breaths, the chicken soup was boiling.Mo Bai withdrew his energy, and the fire gradually diminished.

Pour the soup and press the lid to keep the temperature!

"It's finally the last part." Mo Bai moved his wrist and looked at Hudson.

He turned on the speed and hung up a set of procedures, and Hudson barely covered the dinner plate to keep the temperature.

The two returned to the starting line again.

"Foie gras..." Mo Bai fished out the fatty foie gras from the sea bowl and speculated how Haosheng would use it.

To be precise, there are three types of foie gras: fresh foie gras, half-cooked foie gras, and fully cooked foie gras.

Fresh foie gras is fried foie gras, which is pressed from foie gras pate and foie gras cubes.