One Punch Chef

Chapter 385 Mr. Accountant
The royal dining room of the imperial palace was originally caused by the fighting between the two eighth-rank spiritual chefs, Cen Luo and the man in the golden silk black suit, but now the protagonists on the fighting kitchen table have obviously become decorations.

When Wu Di and Bing Qing appeared, they kicked off the five major gourmet judges at a glance and replaced them as the judges of this fighting kitchen.

Bingqing's identity as a ninth-rank spiritual chef, the chefs present are naturally well-known, so the only ones who can make Bingqing at the ninth-rank level solemnly treat him, except for higher-level holy chefs, are those who have always been in the chef world. A medicine cook regarded as a legend and a god.

And if they added the fact that they were in Dongcang, then the only person they could imagine was Wu Di Wu Youdi from the Invincible Shop, a living legend.

"What are these people muttering about?" Wu Di glanced around in a little doubt, and couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Wouldn't everyone want to work in my small shop, then I can consider opening hundreds or thousands of branches."

"If the boss wants it, Bingqing is willing to help, and let the invincible shop bloom all over Zhongzhou." Bingqing said.

"Hey, you're welcome, I'm just talking, I can't take care of too many branches." Wu Di quickly waved his hands, and returned his gaze to the fighting kitchen table, looking at Cen Luo and the man in the golden silk black suit with great interest. .

Naturally, it is impossible for the two sides of the competition on the stage not to notice the changes in the audience. Seeing that the judges he had arranged were temporarily replaced by Bing Qing, the man in the gold silk and black clothes suddenly sank in his heart.But in a flash, he thought that if all the judges became Cen Luo's side, then even if he lost this time, he would have an excuse to say, so naturally he didn't worry anymore.

On the other side, Cen Luo, Meng You and the others were a little dumbfounded, except for Bingqing, they all knew the remaining four.

Needless to say, Wu Di, the little princess Xia Zhiyan is a frequent visitor to their imperial dining room, Cen Jing is Cen Luo's daughter, He Lian has also followed Wu Di to the imperial dining room several times, and now these four have turned into judges. This good kitchen fight is a sign of developing into a farce.

All jokes are jokes, the duel should continue.

Both sides on the stage calmed down and continued the unfinished duel. All kinds of gorgeous cooking skills were dazzling, and the flames spewed out. With the input of the eighth-grade elixir from both sides, the pot of the man in the golden thread and black clothes suddenly rose. A piece of colorful clouds, extremely gorgeous, but Cen Luo's hands are like flying flowers piercing leaves, sprinkled with crystal fine pieces, the emerald green light soars up into the sky, carrying the fragrance of nature, as if one is in the environment of birds singing and flowers fragrance .

Not long after, the two sides dropped the pot and spoon almost at the same time, and the winner was determined by one dish. In this duel, the two sides competed for their respective highest attainments in cooking.

"My dish is called Jiuchongtian, which perfectly blends nine kinds of eighth-grade elixir-level spiritual substances together. This dish made of Jiuchongtian can make people feel like climbing to Jiuchongtian, and the climax will be repeated one after another." Jin Si The middle-aged man in black said with a proud face.

On the side, someone hastily distributed the 'Nine Heavens' to Wu Di and the other five.

Xia Zhiyan scooped up a small spoonful of soup, blew it and drank it, and immediately slapped the table and kicked her legs, even saying that it was delicious.

In comparison, Wu Di and the others seemed much more rational, but Wu Di was always rude to delicious food. He wiped out half of them by himself without any change in expression. Beside Wu Di, Bing Qing wrinkled from time to time. frown.

After the 'Nine Heavens', Cen Luo smiled and clapped his hands before presenting his dishes.

"My soup doesn't have so many famous names, Fu Lingxin is so sweet, I haven't thought of a name yet, so you can eat it together first." Cen Luo smiled.

"Hahahaha" Hearing this, the man in the gold silk black suit laughed out loud.

How can a dish that doesn't even have a name be compared with his Jiuchongtian? It's a judgment call, the winner has already been decided, and if they still think they have lost in the end, as long as he teases them casually, there will be many people Be on his side.

"Eh, why is this soup cold?" Suddenly, Xia Zhiyan exclaimed in surprise.

"Don't worry, little princess, take a sip first." Cen Luo said.

"Oh..." Xia Zhiyan nodded, took a sip, and the surprise on her face suddenly became even greater.

"It's amazing, it's amazing, this soup is suddenly hot again." Xia Zhiyan yelled.

When Xia Zhiyan finished the soup in the bowl in two or three gulps and handed out the bowl to have another bowl, she suddenly found that Wu Di and the others had already started the second bowl.

The dish that wasn't much at first was exhausted in a blink of an eye, making Xia Zhiyan pouted angrily, and she was about to throw herself into Wu Di's bowl to grab food when she crossed the ice.

The judges' seat was in chaos, which made people dumbfounded.

"Senior Wu, Ice Chef, what's the result?" Someone asked.

"I like Lao Cen's better, people want to eat again!" Wu Di said casually.

"But you also..." Someone immediately asked about the other soup.

"Oh, that's because I'm hungry. It's purely for filling my stomach. I'll finish eating even the sesame seed cakes on the street." The superior sign made him burn with anger.

"Cen Luo wins this battle." These were Bing Qing's words.

"why?"

"I don't agree."

"Can Ice Chef have a good relationship with them and can judge at will?"

Immediately, the expressions of the man in gold silk and black clothes changed, and they said coldly.

"Are you not convinced?" Bing Qingfeng swept her eyes, causing a group of people to shrink their necks.

"You think you have perfectly controlled the temperature of the nine spiritual substances, but in my opinion, it is just the most superficial combination, with mixed tastes, and the most important point is that you have used nine spiritual substances that can help you practice, But the effects are only worth one or two, which is a waste. On the contrary, although Cen Luo only used two kinds of eighth-grade elixir, he made the two elixir complement each other, and the effect was doubled. Do you think it is necessary to compare?" Said coldly.

Bing Qing's voice fell, and the audience fell silent.

Up to now, it's useless to refuse to accept anything, and it's useless to say anything. Bingqing's words awakened the dreamer.

Previously, they only cared about marveling at the difficulty of the man in black suit successfully blending the nine spiritual substances, but without him, it was self-defeating, which greatly reduced the effect of each spiritual substance, which violated the original intention of the way of the spiritual chef.

"Okay, okay." The man in the gold-threaded black suit turned livid, he tossed the sleeves of his robe resentfully, and left angrily.

The fight between chefs came to an end for the time being, and the chefs from Zhongzhou also returned to their respective positions, but many of them turned their attention to Wu Di from time to time.

But this time, whenever Wu Di passed by a kitchen, someone begged Wu Di to have a taste without Wu Di opening his mouth. The treatment was quite different from before.

In this regard, nothing is more gratifying than Xia Zhiyan. After a whole day, she ate more than Wu Di. Wu Di had to suspect that this little guy's stomach was a bottomless pit.

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Time passed bit by bit, and at the dusk of the second day of the Youth Supreme Battle, the second Supreme Sequence finally appeared. However, to the shock of the world, it was still not those big forces or even supernatural forces that qualified this time. The strongest descendant is just a small accountant in the branch of the Tang family shop in Zhongzhou.

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(End of this chapter)