[Comprehensive] Did the judge lose hair today?

When Cangli woke up again, he was already on the bed in the White Pagoda.

"I haven't slept so soundly in a long time."

After leaving this bed, I realized that I am a person who recognizes the bed. When resting outside, I always feel unspeakable vigilance in my heart. Obviously there is nothing in this world that can hurt him except that tentacle monster, but There is an indescribable panic.

"Master, you are awake."

Not long after, Jinjian knocked on the door, as if he had seen Cangli get up: "It's time for breakfast, if you don't get up again, we will divide up the breakfast specially prepared for you by Candlestick Che."

"Wait--!"

Cang Li rushed into the bathroom and tidied herself up as fast as she could, and opened the door in one go: "It's time to go."

The impatience between words and actions is quite obvious.

"Sure enough, the only thing that can wake you up is delicious food." Jin Jian was a little depressed, "Master, should I also enroll in a candlestick cooking class to learn, anyway, it's not too expensive?"

Now the swordsmen who have their own private money have also inherited Cangli's habit when it comes to spending money. As long as it is what they want, don't say anything, just buy it.

"Huh? Cooking class?"

"That's right." Jin Jian explained to Cang Li, "Didn't Candlestick Chee and his friends come here to find the lost scriptures of the dark cooking world? After a long adventure story, Candlestick Chee After re-copying the book at home, I sent it back to the Chinese culinary world.”

"That kind of recipe that can confuse people's hearts, is it really okay to just send it out like this?"

It wasn't that Cang Li was worried, even the candle holder would be confused when he first came into contact with it. If he just sent it out so easily, wouldn't it stir up a new round of bloody storm.

"Huh?" Jin Jian tilted his head, "The one sent out is the one copied later."

Cang Li was silent.

"With the help of Hachisuka, there is no difference between genuine and counterfeit products except that they do not have the ability to confuse people's hearts."

"Double-click the old iron 666."

Fu Sangshen's multi-faceted development surprised him, a god judge, that Hachisuka, who is obsessed with authentic and fake products, would take the initiative to help forge...

"Sure enough, the chef saved everything."

"Master, what are you talking about in a low voice again?" Jin Jian looked at Cang Li who had entered his own world and sighed silently, "Everyone is waiting for you, don't waste any more time."

"I feel like you don't spoil me now."

Cang Li put on a pitiful look: "Little cabbage, terra yellow, no father, no mother..."

Walking behind these two people, Shiqiemaru heard Cang Li's singing, turned his head and smiled sullenly: "If you want, I think there must be many people in this pill vying to be your family."

Hey, someone else heard it.

"You two heard nothing."

After specifically telling them, Cangli happily ran into the dining room, and Fu Sangshen had already arrived. Everyone was talking loudly or whispering, and the whole room was full of cheerfulness.

"The judge is here."

Taiko Bell called out to the kitchen: "Mi-chan, it's time to serve."

"clear."

Candlestick Che responded from the inside: "Please come in and help me, short knives. This time, it's better to eat the dishes while they're hot."

What are you waiting for?

The shining light in the eyes of the judge made the short knives increase their speed. A gust of wind blew by, and there were still empty seats for people just now. When another gust of wind came, the food was already on the table.

"If our short knife in Honmaru develops a food delivery business, it will definitely refresh the top level of the industry."

This is of course just a joke. The time they spend paying for the food delivery must be able to create higher value than the food delivery fee.

"Great."

This long-lost feeling of happiness, Cangli smelled the fragrance in the air, and his whole body would float happily.

Sakura, who was sitting below, looked at her teacher's never-before-seen appearance, and quietly clenched the hem of her skirt.

"Are these things made by Mr. Candlestick Che?"

Even the most common rice has an intoxicating taste. My previous life was not so poor that I drool over a bowl of white rice, but the rice in the small bowl in front of me did it.

"Oh, all of them."

Taiko Bell squinted his eyes and smiled: "The rice is grown in the field, and we follow up the whole process with our own hands. The vegetables are also produced in our vegetable garden in the back mountain. As for these meats, some are raised before, some are rice sauce and others. People caught them from outside and raised them."

"If it's purely natural and pollution-free, it's definitely like this."

When Taiko Bell proudly introduced, Sakura became more determined: "Then, can I learn cooking skills from Mr. Candlestick Kiri?"

"Huh?" Taiko Bell was stunned, "Of course, Mi Jiang has his own cooking class, divided into long-term and short-term, you can follow him for a short period of time, and if you are talented, you can continue to learn."

"After all, Mi Jiang is the only one who is really good at cooking in our Honmaru."

If Candlestick cuts off and travels far away, other people will either choose to take out food, or choose quick-frozen food, or even eat instant noodles. As for doing it yourself...

It would be better to let them go to the battlefield to beat the retrograde army.

"Okay, I know."

Sakura clenched her fists to cheer herself up. In order to make the teacher show the same happy expression, she will work hard and earnestly learn.

Cangli waited patiently for the last Fusangshen to return to his place before announcing the start.

No one was talking nonsense, everyone turned their attention to the small table in front of them, picked up their rice bowls at the same time, picked up the rice and put it in their mouths.

Having experienced the challenges of chefs from all over the world and successfully defeating each other, the craftsmanship of Candlestick Cutting can no longer be described as simply delicious.

They felt the excitement of the sprouts breaking through the ground, the excitement of the sprouts absorbing nutrients and striving to grow, and the pride hidden in their hearts when they matured. Every grain of rice was bouncing and saying that it was the best.

"Suddenly I feel reluctant to eat it all in one go." Qing Guang secretly said to Anding.

An Ding didn't even look at him, and concentrated on eating other dishes, and then looked around, most of the people were acting like this, and there was no time for small talk.

"There must be some dishes left in the kitchen."

Horikawa reminded Qingguang during the interval of drinking soup: "If you still want to eat more, it is best to increase the speed on the premise of enjoying the delicious food."

Only in this way can we eat more in front of others.

"You are too cunning."

Qing Guang also speeded up, it was too difficult to find a balance between enjoying and swallowing quickly, which made him feel a little painful to eat.

Forget it, if you want to have a second serving with the judges around, it's just a dream.

That's right, Qingguang's speculation is quite reliable. After Cangli ate these things, he secretly stuffed them into the ration bag as he ate them, just in case.

Zhu Keqie noticed his small movements, and pinched the center of his brows with some headaches: "Master, I have already packed the extra food for you into a lunch box, so you can eat it properly."

Cang Li's heart burst into tears, why, they couldn't find out before, why now everyone seems to have installed a lens that can magnify dozens of times, seeing all his small movements in their eyes.

After hearing Candlestick Cut's words, the others could only slow down and really start tasting.

"Now I know I regret it." Qingguang raised his head with a little pride, "Hmph, today's fried shrimp tempura is the best, but it's a pity that you have already finished eating An Ding."

"is it?"

An Ding snatched one from Qingguang's plate: "I only have one left now."

With the same action, there is Tokiri who takes bullying his younger brother as a pleasure every day. He is even more extreme than Qingguang, and directly exchanges the plates of the two of them.

Kenmaru looked at the empty plate in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Brother."

"Huh?" Mustache, holding his chopsticks in his mouth, tilted his head to express his confusion, "What are you asking me to do, brother Maru, hurry up and eat your food."

"Kill you."

The knife was not out of its sheath, and the chopsticks went directly towards Mustache's neck.

"Hey, brother, fight against the wall."

Tsurumaru ate his favorite food first, and then picked up his rice bowl to watch the show: "Keomaru remember to attack Higakiri's left side, there is his weakness there, let's attack it!"

Mustache was about to block the chopsticks, but found that the target of the chopsticks fell on the vegetables. With two strokes, all the vegetables on the plate were directly caught in the rice bowl, and it abruptly turned into a bowl of rice.

"Brother grows up to be all kinds of misbehaving."

Holding the soup bowl in his hand, Mustache sighed, "If you're like this, how can my brother marry you off with confidence."

"Pfft", the surrounding Fu Sangshen choked, and patted his chest vigorously, "What are you talking about, Hikari, arranged marriages are not popular now, and it is his wish to marry whoever he wants to marry .”

Keimaru put down his chopsticks heavily, and punched Higiri's ribs with a fist: "Even if I have a partner, I will marry the other party in, what the hell is it to get married?"

"Cough cough." Even though the ribs were beaten by Huqie, the bowl in his hand was still extraordinarily flat, "Recently, there are so many letters and gifts for you confessing and proposing marriage, the price of the gifts adds up to a level that makes my heart flutter. It’s better to marry you off and then come back by yourself.”

"Qingguang, do you have disposable hair dye?"

Qing Guang who was named nodded: "What color do you need, I basically have it there."

"Do I have this hair color?" Kagemaru said calmly, "Since my brother wants to make money by jumping like a fairy so much, why not let him be the protagonist himself, and I'll be responsible for collecting the money?"

Now Kemaru is very handy in blocking his mustache, and directly speaks to his elder brother.

Mustache could only shrug his shoulders helplessly, and ate all the soup and ingredients in the bowl in one go: "Well, I won't tease you, the memory of the goldfish tells me that I have completely forgotten what happened just now."

"It's time for this old excuse to be replaced."

Sitting across from Zong San, his tone was full of disdain: "Of course, if you really have a brain problem."

"So what?" Tsurumaru asked with a smile.

"Slap him well." Zong San smiled, "Anyway, he will forget about it later, and the beating is not for nothing."

"Cough." Hasebe glanced at them lightly, "Have you guys finished eating yet?"

"No."

As soon as Hasebe, who was full of patriarchal demeanor, made a sound, the few people who were still messing around before immediately fell silent.

"Hasebe, don't you want to eat your fried shrimp?"

Fudo Xingguang was a little greedy: "I've already finished eating..."

"No."

Hasebe directly refused: "Eating too much is not good for your health, and fried food is even more harmful to children."

"I'll give you one of mine." Jiro pushed his plate away, "My brother and I caught the prawns today, and I'll fish them for everyone next time."

"Then... thank you."

He was dejected and did not move for a second, and then he regained his brilliance in the next second. Jiro couldn't help ruffling his hair with that little milk dog's attitude.

"very nice."

Karasuma smiled quietly when she heard the laughter in the room.