Chinese Little Master: Dimensional Cuisine Club

"A really good cook. Won't use the same dish on the counter once"

One: Ren, next to him, said lightly

This

The halberd between chefs. It's like a duel between swordsmen.

If you used the trick that was repeated before.

It is very likely that someone will see the flaws at a glance and then kill them with one blow.

"That's what it is."

"Then what is the master going to do this time?"

Sanjie also said with a puzzled face.

And while they are talking!

Meng Chuan has already selected the ingredients

Loaded, a full half of the food cart.

On the opposite side, Zhu Wen also began to process his ingredients.

The first one to deal with was, of course, the one-meter-long white crane.

There is nothing too unusual about this guy's method of killing cranes.

Just like ordinary people!

He wiped with a knife, then held his neck to release the blood.

Just, this simple action. Do it in Zhu Wen.

There is a different kind of cruelty

This makes the surrounding Guanjie feel a little stunned.

It's like the one being held by the neck. It's them.

His processing speed is very fast

Not

After a while, the white crane had lost its power.

Immediately afterwards, it is the water to pull the hand.disemboweled

The handling of this white crane seemed unremarkable.

"Is this a half-step dragon-level cooking technique?"

"Not so much!"

Dudu couldn't help frowning.

"Don't underestimate such a half-step dragon-level existence."

"Every step of their movement is mysterious!"

Although Li Yan did not see anything.But he opened his mouth to criticize.

Next up!

That Zhu Wen, dealt with the same way, the pigeon just now.

The speed is a lot faster.

Finished processing the two birds

He started to deal with other food

The first is to wash the rice x

At this moment, the half-step dragon-level Buyue.finally showed up.

I saw Zhu Wen's hands.After sticking to the water, it became as moist as jade.

It is these hands, slowly and meticulously.Pinch rice grains 1

As if taking this ingredient as life-

Those grains of rice, under his control

Just like gold _, it shimmers faintly with a golden streamer.

But such a gorgeous operation.

In the eyes of the surrounding audience, .2 is strange. To the extreme.

; As if this Zhu Wen is not cooking anymore.

but a legal affair

Seeing people shudder L

And the white cranes and pigeons that were processed lay flat on the chopping board.

Full of weird atmosphere.

After a moment.

This Zhu Wen.rice grains

All other ingredients are processed.

Then put it all into the belly of the pigeon.

Then the pigeons filled with ingredients will be added.Put into Baihe body⊥

It looks like a Russian nesting doll-z!

. Immediately after!

He picked up the crane blood that had been prepared earlier.

This crane blood is extremely red.

I don't know what this guy,, added something to it.

At this moment, it has condensed into a sticky

I saw Zhu Wen, pouring the blood of the crane into the belly of the crane.

Gududu!

It's like splashing blood

And at this moment

Meng Ye, started his cooking system

I saw that he actually took out the eight pots from nowhere.

Then unfold them one by one.

"Hmm. What is Ah Chuan doing?

"Is it like the foreign chef before, according to each judge's taste. Is it specially customized for them?"

Dudu looked puzzled.

Before"

When the chef of the consulate of the enamels had a food war with Monsan again.

There have been five pots in turn.

Then each pot.According to the tastes of the judges. Add different flavorings to

In order to meet the taste requirements of each judge. ,

"No, there are only five judges on site!"

"Why did the master put eight pots in it?"

Tang Sanjie was also very puzzled.

"I think 1 Meng Chuan is going to be in the same room. Cooking eight different dishes!"

.___0 ask for flowers, ____

Li Yan also spoke at this time.

"No way, cook eight dishes at the same time"

"How can this be so busy!"

Dudu quickly shook it.

but soon

Reality taught him a lesson.

I saw that Meng seemed to be transformed into an eight-armed Arhat.

In each pot, a different food forest was poured.

Between the flames flying L