Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 199 I want to quit

Bai Feng followed Meng Yun and his party to Meng Yun's apartment.

As juniors and masters, Meng Fei and Qin Shuang were ordered by Meng Yun to cook, while she and Mo Bei were invited to the main hall of the room. Meng Yun smiled and poured a cup of tea for them.

Accompanied by the fragrance of tea, the smile on Meng Yun's face gradually faded like clouds and mist, like the late sunset, he took a sip of a cup of tea and sighed faintly...

"Teacher Meng... is there something on your mind?"

Bai Feng turned the teacup and asked, Meng Yun's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded, but he didn't say anything, so Bai Feng naturally couldn't ask any more.

The three of them sat drinking tea together, and the atmosphere was a little dull. About three or ten minutes later, Meng Fei and Qin Shuang came in with four dishes, put them gently on the table, and then stepped aside, standing respectfully.

Bai Feng scanned around, then squinted her eyes and sniffed carefully, secretly speechless, at first she thought that these two were just apprentices, but after seeing their dishes, she realized that these two were no less than domestic dishes. Chef-level strength.

Meng Yun smiled lightly, pointed to the four dishes, and signaled Bai Feng to taste them.

Bai Feng nodded with a smile and went to pick up the first dish, Meng Yun then explained.

“This dish is steamed fugu!”

"This is Mapo Tofu!"

"These two dishes are made by my son Meng Fei. I have to apologize to you here. After all, this is a dish you invented. By the way, it's okay if you try it, hehe..."

Bai Feng took a bite of each of the two dishes, closed his eyes, chewed carefully and nodded secretly.

"Well, yes, the fugu is tender and fragrant, and the tofu melts in your mouth, but it is also very springy. This skill should be second to none in China!"

Meng Yun smiled and said nothing, and pointed to the other two dishes. Baifeng nodded, and stretched out the chopsticks again. These two dishes were Western food with different styles.

A curry beef with tomato and onion, a seabass sushi...

"what about the taste?"

"Hmm... the taste is good, but the skill is not enough, it can barely score eight points..."

Meng Yun smiled.

"Hehe, it's not easy for you to give eight points."

"Mr. Meng, you are being polite. I think it is very rare for two of your apprentices to have such skills at this age... If you are added to the next round, it should be no problem to advance to the top 8!"

After Bai Feng finished speaking, Meng Yun sighed and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Baifeng, there are no outsiders here today, so I won't hide it from you, the next game... I may not play..."

"what?"

"Ok?"

Both Bai Feng and Mo Bei were inexplicably surprised, their eyes widened in disbelief.

"Why, Mr. Meng? Is it because you can't keep up with your physical strength?"

"That's right, Mr. Meng, the next round is a very crucial round, what can you do if you don't make it..."

Meng Yun smiled and pointed to Meng Fei and Qin Shuang next to him.

"The next game will depend on the two of them. I... I... I actually... lost my sense of taste two and a half years ago..."

"what?"

"Loss of taste? No way!"

Bai Feng and Mo Bei stood up with a rub, and Meng Fei, who was next to him, had red eyes and sighed to explain to them.

"My father is a strong person. He didn't tell anyone about the loss of taste. He also persisted in the first two games. If he didn't have no taste in the second game, he should have scored very high!"

Bai Feng nodded, thinking that this is the case, no wonder Meng Yun didn't drink the soup, probably the big reason is that he lost his sense of taste...

Meng Yun waved his hand and continued.

"Although the rules of the competition are temporarily designated for each Kitchen King Competition, after so many procedures, the next 16-8 competition is likely to enter the main topic, a PK duel! Over the years, I In order to make our Chinese food go further, in order to cope with this hellish promotion competition, Qin Shuang was specially asked to travel and study in more than a dozen foreign countries. Although her level of Western food is not the highest, she has a wide range of knowledge and should be able to be unique in the field of Western food. .

On Meng Fei's side, I taught him all the knowledge and culture of Chinese food, including the dishes you invented, and I let him learn, so in the next game, I plan to let the two of them compete!

Calling you this time, I still feel a little uneasy. If the two of them really lose in the competition, then you will continue to move forward until you win the championship!Otherwise, our Chinese food will have to wait another 5 years! "

Bai Feng could no longer be at peace in her heart at this moment, she didn't even know what to say, what to say...

Looking at the slightly fat little old man in front of him, his formerly kind face now has an irresistible awe-inspiring sense of righteousness and resignation to death!
This is a kind of awareness that only chefs can understand, a kind of character, a kind of arrogance, a kind of belief that cannot be questioned or underestimated in one's own field!
It stands to reason that at his age and his status, he doesn't have to fight like this at all, and he doesn't even need to enter the kitchen. He can use his fame and craftsmanship to spend money like dirt in the country and live aloof.

But he is still standing at the pinnacle of Huaxia Chinese cuisine, carrying the crumbling banner of Chinese cuisine!Even if you lose your sense of taste for this, you will not hesitate!

"Teacher, I... I promise you! But... I think that since we want to be the safest, then... why don't we redistribute and let Mo Bei and Meng Fei be in a group!"

"Ah? Master... I..."

Mo Bei blushed a little, he knew he hadn't reached such a high level...

Bai Feng shook her head with a smile, and continued to explain to Meng Yun.

"Mr. Meng, Mo Bei, you also understand that although he is a bit stupid, he also has unique skills!"

Meng Yun squeezed his chin and looked at Mo Bei, and hummed slowly.

"That's right. Although Mo Bei has a stubborn personality, his copying ability is the only one I have ever seen in my life. Speaking of which, he really needs his cooperation, and he must have improved a lot after following you in the past two years. Exclusive and innovative dishes, well, then let Mo Bei pair up with them!"

At [-]:[-] in the morning of the second day, the big girl on the stage changed into a hot ultra-short transparent silk dress, and Mo Bei had another nosebleed at this moment...

Seeing Baifeng's side, Liu Yifan behind showed a suspicious look, and seemed a little uneasy. He looked around, but under the oak tree in the distance, he saw Meng Yun lying on a bamboo chair resting leisurely, and couldn't help but feel even more worried. Confused, he turned to ask his assistant.

"What's the matter with the Huaxia team? Why hasn't Meng Yun entered the field yet?"

His assistant flipped through the roster and faltered in his explanation.

"Uh... Meng Yun seems to have submitted an application to the organizer for a change of team members. He withdrew due to physical reasons. In their group, it seems that someone named Mo Bei has been replaced..."

"Mo Bei...is he giving up on his own initiative? Or do he want Tian Ji to race horses?"

(End of this chapter)