The most powerful system in history

Chapter 1495

Sanji turned around, the leather shoes hit the ground with a rattling sound, a gloomy aura appeared on his handsome face, he took a sharp puff of the cigarette, and the smoke he exhaled surrounded him, blurring his vision.

For the man behind him, Sanji has an intuition, this intuition tells him that the man in front of him is not easy to provoke, or should not be provoked.

So at the moment, we still use the up-and-up strategy among the 36 strategies-it is better to go up.

Wu Liang put his hands around his chest, raised his eyelids slightly to look at the thin figure in front, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

There has never been a precedent for the person Wu Liang likes to escape from him, and that brat is no exception.

"Hey, boy, how about cooking with me?"

Sanji's steady pace stopped the moment he heard these words, and he was caught in a contradiction in his heart.

On the one hand, the intuition in his heart was reminding him to stay away from this dangerous man.

On the one hand, the desire for many years has been constantly urging him to move forward and prove himself with cooking skills.

These two emotions are like a tug-of-war in Sanji's mind, sometimes leaning toward the workshop, sometimes leaning to the right, gradually mixing into a mess.

"Okay!"

Sanji, who was tightly entwined by these two contradictory emotions, finally turned around and chose to chase his dream.

As a chef, he has three rules.

One is not to waste food and treat hungry people as their guests.

The second is to provide the most advanced ingredients and the best food experience for beauties.

The third is to definitely be a deserter on the field!

Sanji threw away the cigarette with Mars in his hand, crushed it with his feet a few times, Mars disappeared on the ground, leaving only the remains of tobacco, but the breath he exhaled was still exceptionally deep.

A smile as bright as the sun appeared on Wu Liang's originally gloomy face.

However, this smile did not make Sanji feel a little bit of warmth. The only thing he felt was the fear from his heart, which gradually gathered into the sea.

He faintly felt that the following time would be remembered by him for the rest of his life.

Under the arrangement of Sanji, under the attention of all the people, the two started the first round of competition in the kitchen of the restaurant.

Sea Chef Sanji VS Halfway Chef Wu Liang!

On the chopping board in front of the two of them were the same ingredients, such as radishes: carrots, white radishes, green radishes, various types of large or small vegetables, and various meats.

It is indeed the number one restaurant on the sea, with rich ingredients that can feed a ship of 5000 people for a year.

The first round of competition was just egg fried rice that was so simple that it couldn't be simpler.

However, for this kind of food that is so simple that almost everyone knows it, it will test the chef's ability. The most important thing is how to make people who are familiar with this dish new and different.

Wu Liang put on a long white cylindrical hat about one meter high for himself. His thin body was stretched like a rubber band at this time. A feeling of two meters.

Sanji was still wearing a black suit, his 1.8-meter-long legs stood on the ground, and he still had a long and thin cigarette in his mouth, puffing out the clouds.

Immediately behind the two of them is the owner of the shop, Zhepu, wearing a white hat and a white robe!
This guy was originally a pirate, but for some reason he suddenly changed his job halfway and became the owner of the number one restaurant in the East China Sea.

And Sanji is the successor of his will and the successor of his dream, which is why Sanji was able to serve as the sous chef of the first restaurant in the East China Sea at a young age.

At this moment, Zhepu, who was pursing his mouth and couldn't detect any emotion on his expressionless face, looked at the two of them, and suddenly let out a violent cry from his throat.

"Contest--"

"start!"

Zhepu, who was inexplicably pulled over to watch an inexplicable competition, gently stroked his beard that was braided into two yellow braids above his lips, and looked at the two with interest.

The moment Zhepu announced the start of the game, two originally calm voices immediately started to move.

Especially Sanji, who has always been calm, seems to be very anxious at the moment. The movement of cutting vegetables in his hand is not as slow and elegant as before, but hasty and short, making a muffled hum when it constantly hits the chopping board Voice.

In contrast, Wu Liang was going to be much quieter. He was cutting the diced carrots in his hands without any haste. The hot water in the pot made a gurgling sound, and a cloud of mist rose out.

At this moment, Wu Liang is using the Sharingan that he snatched from the Queen of the Naruto World, Kaguya, to copy the movements that Sister Pu gave him in the morning.

And in fact, it is not the real Wu Liang who is cutting the vegetables, but a shadow clone of him, and the real him is sitting quietly watching the fierce competition battlefield, kowtowing leisurely. melon seeds.

It seems that the sharingans, white eyes, and shadow avatars of Naruto World are also very useful in this world. Wu Liang regretted not being able to bring more back at that time.

The game gradually entered the midfield, and the ingredients for both sides have basically been selected, and the first step of processing has been done.

The green peas that have passed the water are placed in front of Sanji, their delicate bodies are twisting under the light, and the shredded squid that is still trembling...

And Wu Liang was still manipulating everything in an orderly manner, such as breaking the eggs with only the yolks into the rice and mixing them together to make golden rice. The two sides kept beating the rice.

Seeing this scene, Sanji couldn't help snorting coldly, and the fear that had spread in his heart shrunk back like the shredded squid tail shaking randomly.

People in the general chef world know that although putting eggs into rice can form a visual yellow-orange effect like golden rice, and can stimulate people's appetite to the greatest extent.

But this will make the original hard texture of the rice become too soft and glutinous, thus losing the original texture. This kind of fried rice has lost its original soul.

Unexpectedly, this man who kept saying he wanted to challenge himself didn't even know this kind of common sense. It seemed that he was just a man who liked to bluff!
Sanji couldn't help laughing in his heart, and the movements of his hands slowed down. He hung a lighted cigarette again from his mouth, and started to puff.

The game has gradually entered the backcourt, all the ingredients have been prepared, and now there is only the final step of stir-frying, which seems to be a simple step, but is actually the most difficult to control.

If the heat is more, it will be old, and if it is less, it will be tender. Only by properly grasping the best temperature can we cook the most delicious meals with soul.

(End of this chapter)