Rebirth as a Cooking God

Fresh halberd!

These two words, which weighed more than a thousand kilograms, came out of Xia Yu's mouth, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

Wei Zhong has a face with wonderful expressions.

Shocked, shocked and angry.

Wei Zhong, who always considered himself a senior and a powerful senior, did not expect this at all.

How could he still maintain his former composure when a junior who could be regarded as his own son almost pointed at his nose and uttered those two sacred words in front of the camera and in full view of everyone.

How dare you... Wei Zhong's hair stood on end.

No one wants to be killed.

Especially, on the eve of when he was so proud that his plan to eat halberds was about to succeed, the thing that he regarded as his prey that was bound to die suddenly rose up and bit back hard...

certainly.

If Xia Yu knew what Wei Zhong was thinking, he would definitely laugh. Can I fight back? Can I show him off?

Wake up, brother, it’s time to move bricks.

This is the fate of self-righteousness.

Why don't you dare? Xia Yu laughed, You are a Lin Chef, and I am also recognized as a Lin Chef. Our cooking skills are at the same level, and there is no such thing as bullying someone across borders. Oh, maybe Chef Wei thinks that I I ask you to eat a halberd, do you think it’s a snack?”

Eat as much as you can!

Including Wei Zhong, everyone in the audience was choked.

In the live broadcast room, Tang Yuqiong listened to the young man's loud words in the earphones. She was startled for a moment and her beautiful eyes widened. Then her cheerful laughter echoed throughout the live broadcast room, Ha, hahahaha, although the Chinese world is big, there are only a few. The younger generation, this Summer Demon King, dares to say this to the candidate Pastry King! He is full of vulgar words!

Vulgar language! The barrage followed, and everyone was filled with joy.

…

Backstage.

On the corridor, Xia Yu put his hands in his pockets and walked calmly.

The hostess Qi Qingyan quickly chased after her, panting: Chef Xia, Chef Xia, wait!

Oh, Sister Qi!

Xia Yu stopped, turned around, and found that the female host was looking at him with an incredulous look, her lips pursed, and there was obviously some dissuasive words stuck in her throat. But Qi Qingyan was sober after all, knowing that the young man was on the stage just now and openly talked like that, and it was inevitable that he would be punished!

Lan Lao asked me to come over and ask you about the Treaty of Shoji. Qi Qingyan's clear and bright eyes looked at him intently, with obvious worries written on them.

Xia Yu has a good relationship with her.

This female host is the leading actress of CCTV's food channel, and a photo of Xia Yu and her had been circulated on the Internet before, so small scandals are inevitable.

Is there a treaty about eating halberds? Xia Yu said, I have already made it in my mind. Sister Qi, go to Wei Zhong and ask first.

After saying that, he opened the lounge door and waved to Qi Qingyan.

indoor.

Liu Ying, Zhu Qing and Lei Aoxue were either standing or standing.

I didn't expect that the candidate pastry king would be so disgusted with Xiao Ying's use of fantasy ingredients! Lei Aoxue took care of Liu Ying's sweat-soaked black hair, gently lowering the comb over and over again.

Zhu Qing observed that there was a hint of apology in Xia Yu's eyes when he looked at Liu Ying, and said with a click of his tongue: It seems that when you two return home, you don't know much about Wei Zhong and the forces behind him.

The Yellow Party, also known as Baiyun Pavilion, in my opinion, belongs to the extreme group among the die-hards. In the early years, Huang He himself shouted to beat and kill the emerging chefs who were the top chefs in the country. He probably secretly killed and maimed them. A lot.

The man in my family has an open attitude towards the emerging sect of food tyrants and is happy to see its success. Otherwise, if he had killed them all, this sect would have been expelled from the country long ago and become a taboo that no one dares to mention!

As he said that, Zhu Qing saw Xia Yu and Lei Aoxue looking suspicious.

ha!

She couldn't help but laugh, That's right, you don't believe it, it's just because the leader of this sect, Chen Dingbang, died tragically. But let me tell you, can you not put all the blame on my old man?

Zhu Qing put her hands on her hips and shook her head helplessly.

Forget it, why are I telling you so much? Zhu Qing rolled his eyes, If you don't seek death, you won't die.

The eating halberd is not child's play.

What's more, you are facing a quasi-dragon chef walking on the road. Ayu, you must not seek death! After Zhu Qing finished speaking, he pushed the door open and left. His back looked very carefree and carefree, but his backhand After closing the door and walking quickly to a corner, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Looking up at the electric lights in the corridor, Zhu Qing's eyes were a little dazed.

The lights flickered and the colors were melancholy, falling overhead. The red carpet on the ground suddenly glowed red in the dreamlike light, like a miniature corner of Abi Hell, which made Zhu Qing feel palpitations in her heart.

This is not a good sign.

Ayu, will you be okay?

Zhu Qing's heart clenched and cold sweat broke out on her back.

Yes! She gritted her silver teeth, and the doubts and hesitations on her pretty face were all shattered by this clean kick. Zhu Qing stepped out with a kick, and there was an unprecedented fierceness in his eyes, You can lose, but as long as I am here, no one can hurt Ayu!

She whispered, and for no reason, a memory that had been buried deep surged up like a tidal wave.

An elegant embroidered pavilion.

The air was filled with the smell of medicinal herbs. Under the brocade quilt of the embroidered couch, a pale-skinned woman lay.

Xiao Qing... Zhu Qing felt a cold palm in her hand. The woman was obviously on her deathbed. There was no resentment on her face, with a gentle and gentle smile on her face. That child will treat you more in the future. Take care of it.”

Outside the Xiu Pavilion, a large group of people from the Zhu Mansion gathered. All of them looked sad, but most of them looked relieved.

After the eldest daughter of the Zhu family gave birth to her child, her body suffered from physical problems and she did not cook much. She had given up her career as a chef and started to become a qualified mother. But a month ago, bad news came. The frail eldest lady suffered from mental and physical exhaustion and extreme grief. She had a high fever that would not go away for ten days, and the medicine did not work.

In this world, chefs are respected, but before a chef reaches a certain level, his body is at least a bit stronger than that of ordinary people, but it is far from the exaggerated level of being immune to all diseases and extending his life.

Once they are terminally ill, martial arts masters can only laugh and die.

At the very outside of the crowd, Zhu Ji held a steaming food box and listened to the weeping sounds coming from the embroidered pavilion. His weathered face suddenly looked more than ten years older, and his straight body was slightly rickety.

…

boom!

Backstage, Wei Zhong punched the table and said angrily: How dare you!

Duan Hong and Wang Qian, who followed him backstage, also looked at each other in confusion.

The two Lin chefs were also shocked by the Xia Demon King's attack.

Toot.

The phone vibrated. Duan Hong glanced at Wei Zhong, who had his back turned to them and was panting to calm down. He answered the phone and whispered a few words, then handed the phone over, Old Wei, Master Huang asked you to answer the phone.

Wei Zhong took a deep breath and exhaled. The angry look on his face disappeared and was replaced by a calmness like water.

Okay, although things have changed and deviated from the plan, Shokugeki is Shokugeki. Whether it was on our own initiative or by invitation, our initial goal has been achieved!

...Well, I will do as you ask. I think he will agree to the Shoji Treaty!

The phone hangs up.

By chance, someone knocked on the door, and Qi Qingyan's voice came in, Chef Wei, Mr. Lan ordered me to come to you to confirm the Shiji Treaty.

Please come in.

Qi Qingyan walked in, a little uneasy, and observed Wei Zhong, only to see the alternate pastry king who had been invited to eat in public, looking at her with a smile on his face.

There was no trace of sullenness in that expression or demeanor.

This is calmness from the heart!

Qi Qingyan's heart skipped a beat, and she was secretly worried for the Xia Demon King, but she kept a calm expression on her face and said to Wei Zhong: Chef Wei, please draw up a halberd-eating treaty as soon as possible. I will hand it over to Chef Xia. If he The other side also agrees, and the documents will be handed over to the official custody.”

Hold on.

Wei Zhong took a printed document from his briefcase and started writing in the treaty column with a black water-based pen.

at the same time.

Xia Yu also took a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote three square Chinese characters on the paper.

Next to him, Lei Aoxue stared at these three words with slightly focused eyes.

This negates everything... torture!

The loser will not only lose his dignity as a chef, but his career as a chef will also be completely destroyed!