The Journey of the Sand Sculpture Spirit Master

Chapter 95 Crazy test on the edge of death

The God of Cookery Banquet is only for Tiandou's royal family and nobles, and only the royal relatives and friends can participate, and the nobles here must also be noble nobles, at least the level that can go to court, small local officials, and even some soul masters It is impossible for the dean of the college or the master of the sect to be invited.

Logically speaking, Gu Le had no chance to attend this kind of banquet.

But who told him and "Xue Qinghe" to be "brothers" who worshiped, Xue Qinghe would naturally secretly send him an invitation letter.There is still a single seat for him at the God of Cookery Banquet, and the seat is very close to the upper hall.

In other words, Gu Le is equivalent to picking up a first-class seat for nothing, directly co-existing with today's outstanding young families, sects, and academy geniuses, on an equal footing.

On the day of the God of Cookery Banquet, the royal chefs of the Heaven Dou Empire began to prepare the banquet food that morning.It is not an easy task for a hundred chefs to prepare meals for thousands of people in one night.

And this is an imperial feast, not an aristocratic "party". It's not as simple as giving everyone a little bit of every dish for you to taste.

Only in this way can the imperial spirit be displayed.

The royal chefs not only have to be busy with the dishes to be served at the banquet, but also prepare other things, such as desserts, snacks, drinks, etc...

When it comes to dessert snacks, we have to talk about bread.

Speaking of bread, you will think of Gu Le's baguette.

Speaking of baguettes, you will think of sticks, and sticks will think of golden cudgels...

When the imperial dining room in the palace was in full swing, a dark figure quietly walked into the imperial dining room.

This kind of black shadow whose style of painting is obviously inconsistent with everyone is very abrupt.However, the people in the imperial dining room who were focused on cooking, still failed to notice the sneaky existence.

Putting on his exclusive crime suit, Gu Le looked at the side of the oven with treacherous eyes, those piles of baguettes piled up like a pyramid.He sneaked to the edge of the pile of baguettes, took away a few layers from the top, and replaced them with his own hormone baguettes as quickly as lightning.

These freshly baked baguettes, except for the temperature, basically look the same as Gu Le's hormone baguettes.

Therefore, even if Gu Le played tricks, the chefs who kept carrying the freshly baked baguettes didn't see anything.

Not long after, Gu Le replaced nearly half of the dinner baguettes with his hormone baguettes. At this time, wearing the black shadow gentleman's leather case, he couldn't help showing a sinister smile of a murderer.

It's not that Gu Le didn't want to replace all of them, but that he only had so much storage capacity for hormone baguettes, and he couldn't get them out no matter how hard he tried.

Gu Le, who had done good deeds, soon left the imperial dining room stooped.

At this time, Gu Mou felt exceptionally refreshed!
Soon, the sun set on the western mountain, and the sunset glow hung brightly on the other side of the mountain, and slowly disappeared little by little.

At this time, the scene of the God of Cookery Banquet can be described as crowded.

The banquet area is huge, from the supreme dragon chair to the last seat of the banquet, the total length is more than one thousand and a half hundred meters.However, if people looked up and down from the high platform, the crowds would still make people feel a bit crowded.

Gu Le wore a dark blue evening dress tonight, which is simple but gorgeous, very self-cultivating, showing his perfect figure to the fullest, coupled with his young and handsome appearance, every step he walked into the venue was very conspicuous .

Not to mention, Gu Le ended up sitting directly in the front row of the nave.

For a while, all the invitees in the middle hall became curious about this strange young man, and those descendants from families with superior backgrounds and female sects couldn't help but stepped forward, wanting to chat with Gu Le.

For these unnecessary acquaintances, Gu Le simply chatted a few words and dismissed them with a light smile, and would not easily let those coquettish people approach her easily.

Although Gu Le feels mysterious, and everyone is very curious, but Gu Le's intention to "keep a distance" is too obvious, and those people will no longer be boring themselves, and soon those people around Gu Le will be slowed down. Slowly dispersed.

Standing in the upper hall, Xue Qinghe who hadn't taken his seat just happened to see this scene, and couldn't help shaking his head helplessly.

The purpose of giving Gu Le the invitation letter, Xue Qinghe naturally hopes that Gu Le can make good friends with these powerful geniuses, and it is also for his own good.

It can be regarded as his compensation to Gu Le for the mistake he made four years ago.

It's a pity that that ancient person doesn't seem to be interested in them.

The feast of God of Cookery will start soon, Xue Qinghe can't pay more attention to Gu Le, she has to express herself to her good father and teacher.

"It's time!" With the sound of a loud and sharp male duck's voice, the guests who were still celebrating each other and bragging about business immediately withdrew their expressions and returned to their seats one after another.

Emperor Xue Ye is already half a hundred years old this year, but judging from his face and bearing, he seems to be in his thirties, still heroic and majestic, his eyes as deep as a valley sweep across the audience, showing a satisfied smile.

After a while, Emperor Xue Ye slowly opened his mouth and said: "Welcome everyone to participate in the annual Tiandou Food God Banquet. I am very happy to see your enthusiasm. Tonight is a night of enjoyment, singing and dancing, and enjoying delicious food; On the night of peace, you can talk freely and have fun with wine; tonight is also a night of equality, you can communicate with each other regardless of you or me...

Haha, of course, we still have to observe some rules, lest I have a headache and have to drive Ai Qing out. "

When all the guests heard the words, they all echoed the emperor's last humorous speech and laughed.

"Now I announce that the feast of the God of Cookery will officially begin. My royal chefs will present your dishes to you one by one." Emperor Xue Ye was not a talkative person either. After giving a simple opening remark, the banquet began immediately.

As soon as the words fell, the palace servants who had been waiting around for a long time walked out quickly with orderly steps.

After everyone walked to the center of the venue with their plates and dishes, the leaders of the team immediately dispersed with their teams to present the dishes to the guests.

Although nearly a hundred imperial chefs participated in the production of the banquet, most of them did not prepare a single dish, but like Gu Le's parents, two or several people jointly produced a dish. In this way, the delicious food at the table , it will not be too many to be massive, and will be stacked.

However, the food on Gu Le's table was almost full.

Gu Le's eyes slowly skipped over the dishes in front of him, and finally stopped on a dish with radish and dragon carvings. This is the final version of "Bawang Sanxian" made by Gu Le's parents.

After taking a few sips of the soup, I couldn't help but my eyes brightened, the taste was better than the first one, and when I tasted the meat again, Gu Le couldn't help squinting his eyes.

"Sure enough, the 'Bawang Sanxian' made with sea soul beasts is the best, even if parents don't come out on top, they are still among the best." Gu Le thought very positively.

After tasting other dishes, he was even more sure of his thoughts.

Father and mother, this is steady.

……

"Sect Master Ning, thank you for your support to our Heaven Dou imperial family for many years." In the upper hall, Emperor Xue Ye said to Ning Fengzhi who was sitting in the nearest seat next to him, and raised his glass to toast.

This glass of wine cannot be disrespectful, after all, among the top three sects in the Heaven Dou Empire, only the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is really inclined to the imperial family.

Ning Fengzhi smiled politely and raised his glass in return, "This is what I should do as a citizen of Tiandou. It is also my sect's honor to contribute a small amount to the peace of the empire."

"Grandpa Bones, Grandpa Jian, I'm so boring." Just behind Ning Fengzhi at the table, a playful girl with short pink hair pouts and mutters in a low voice, looking bored, fiddling with the chopsticks in her hand repeatedly with meatballs on a dinner plate.

How long has this party been going on?

The old man sitting on the left and right of the girl looked at the girl with eyes full of doting and helplessness.

The stern and serious old man showed a stiff smile on his face, and whispered comfortingly: "Rong Rong, the banquet has just started, so please bear with me a little bit?"

"Yes, Rongrong, come on, let's have some food first, the craftsmanship of the royal chef is no worse than that of the Zongmen." The old man with neat silver hair on the other side said against his will.

joke!

The world's number one auxiliary sect has countless food-type soul masters, not many of whom are soul masters who are constantly studying cooking skills in order to find breakthroughs in martial arts. The meals they make will only be better than those at the dinner party, not worse!
The playful girl pouted, picked up the chopsticks, tasted a few mouthfuls casually, then frowned and commented, "The dishes made with this three delicacies are not bad, and the others are not so good."

"I don't want to eat, it just so happens that Miss Ben wants to lose weight, so I'm going to the venue!" Ning Rongrong saw that her father didn't have time to accompany her, the eldest lady got angry and left the seat pouting.

Because the dinner party was originally agreed, everyone could move around freely, so Ning Rongrong left the seat suddenly, and everyone didn't take it too seriously.

Seeing Ning Rongrong leave, Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo both looked at each other helplessly, then Sword Douluo got up, forced his voice into a line, and said to Bone Douluo: "I'll follow Rongrong, you stay here to protect the suzerain .”

"I see." Bone Douluo nodded, and responded lightly.

Ning Rongrong went out of the upper hall, descended the steps, and came to the middle hall.

There are many young people here, Ning Rongrong obviously prefers the atmosphere here, and a smile can't help but appear on his face.

Ning Rongrong, a pretty girl who was only twelve or thirteen years old, came down from the upper highness, and naturally attracted the attention of many people. When they saw the logo on Ning Rongrong's clothing, everyone's eyes lit up and they recognized it immediately. She came, this must be the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Just as they were about to step forward, a silver-haired old man with a three-foot long sword appeared behind Ning Rongrong. The silver-haired old man glanced at everyone present, and those who had other thoughts suddenly They stopped in place one by one, not daring to approach them.

Even if the coercion of this soul power is subdued, it still makes people feel extremely terrifying and palpitating.

"Grandpa Jian, why are you here too?" Ning Rongrong saw that the people who wanted to approach her just shy away and immediately understood what was going on, she couldn't help but put her hips on her hips and stared at Jian Douluo.

Jian Chen felt helpless, and said with a wry smile: "Oh my little princess, Grandpa Jian is doing this for your own good too."

"What's the matter, it's meaningless." Ning Rongrong curled her lips.

goo goo...

"Cool!" After finishing all the delicacies, Gu Le took a sip of the iced milk tea and sighed comfortably.

The word "Shuang" was so abrupt, and the Gu Le people happened to be not far from Ning Rongrong, so they naturally attracted her attention.

　Asking for collection, asking for tickets or something emmmm...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)