Evolve, Rascal

Hearing this, Jiang Ze immediately smiled, and he knew what it was without guessing.

"The last pair of kitchen utensils, Yulong pot will be the final prize of the competition."

Jiang Ze's heart was completely relaxed at this time.

However, Jiang Ze frowned again at the same time.

If the legendary kitchenware is the ultimate prize, it will definitely attract a lot of chefs.

That is also an opportunity for the dark cooking world.

At that time, he can let all the people in the dark cooking world participate in the competition.

In the end, he completely controlled this competition, not to mention that Yulongguo was determined to win, even the emperor had to be under his control.

"Go on, everyone will sign up for me, it's time to show the world the name of the dark cooking world."

Hearing this, Mila's eyes lit up immediately, she knew very well that if this time was successful, the Chinese cooking world would be completely controlled by them.

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Chrysanthemum goes downstairs.

After a month of special training by the devil, the young master stepped out of the door of Ju and went downstairs.

At this time, his body and even his face were covered with scars, and a pair of unswerving eyes seemed to ignore everything in the world.

"Shao An, you gave all of this. In this competition, I will take back everything I lost!"

The voice of the young master was much more vicissitudes than before, but it was more mature and stable.

Ren and Lan Feihong, who were behind him, looked at the back of the young master, and they turned out to be afraid.

Because only the two of them know what the little boss has experienced this month.

That firm will and determination not to be afraid of death made the young master hover on the brink of death again and again.

His cooking skills are also in full swing, making great progress.

It can be said that if Jiang Ze a month ago was compared to the current young master.

They felt that Jiang Ze might not win.

This competition is not only about getting the Jade Dragon Pot, but more importantly, it is about destroying the dark cooking world and defeating Jiang Ze.

This is the oath Xiao immediately made with blood, if this time he is still invincible.

Then he slashed his neck and died, and lived to death! .

Chapter 697 Turn the Dragon Pot!The World's No. [*] Cooking Conference

Beijing, as the most prosperous city in China, is even more crowded today.

Nothing else, because today is the biggest cooking competition day in the world.

No one can resist the temptation of food.

Up to the emperor and ministers, ~ down to the common people and beggars.

Everyone wants to taste the highest quality cuisine.

Today, famous chefs from all over the country will gather in one hall for the grand event.

Compared with previous years, the number of participants this year is at least twice as much as before.

There is only one reason for all this, that is, the final prize of the competition is the legendary kitchenware Yulong pot.

No chef would not yearn for legendary kitchen utensils.

You know, with the legendary kitchen utensils in hand, the cooking will be taken to a higher level.

This has extraordinary meaning for every chef.

At this time, the emperor and the ministers had already taken their seats.

The huge cooking plaza is already filled with densely packed stoves.

These scenes are more than a hundred times more spectacular than participating in the super chef assessment.

The chefs entered their posts one after another, with determination to win on everyone's face.

At this moment, the eyes of the crowd all focused on a young man, that is the young master.

"Is this the youngest super chef ever, really extraordinary."

"Looking at the injuries on his body, he must have gone through a lot to achieve today's achievements."

"He must be the dark horse of this game, I bet five coins!"

As soon as the little master appeared on the stage, it was eye-catching.

After all, his title of the youngest super chef is not false.

Many of the chefs present regarded the young master as the ultimate opponent.

Just when everyone started talking about the young master, a cry suddenly sounded from the sky.

Like a bird screaming, piercing the sky!

Then, the Garuda bird stopped on the ground in full view.

And on its body, it is Jiang Ze.

"Appeared! The legendary super chef with full marks, and now the head chef of famous restaurants in the country, Jiang Ze!"

"You're really young and promising. You're the head chef at such a young age."

"Not only that, I heard that he is also the leader of the dark cooking world."

"Dark cooking world? What is that?"

"I don't know, anyway, it's a group of chefs who cook delicious food."

Of course, ordinary people don't know what kind of organization the dark cooking world is.

These things are known only to well-known chefs and officials.

For a time, Jiang Ze walked to his stove under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

After that, he felt a very sharp look staring at him.

Jiang Ze looked up and saw that the young master was actually beside him.

Those red eyes made Jiang Ze also show a trace of indifference.

When he noticed the scars on the little boss's body, Jiang Ze suddenly sneered.

"It's ridiculous, you want to destroy the dark cooking world, but in the end you train yourself with the dark cooking world method."

The young master stared at Jiang Ze, as if his eyes would burst out.

"As long as I can win you, no matter what method, I'm willing!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ze knew that now the young master's cooking heart is entirely on Jiang Ze.

If he still loses this time, the young master must be completely desperate.

From the moment Jiang Ze appeared in this world, the sacrifice of the young master was doomed.

He could not defeat Jiang Ze anyway, and Jiang Ze would certainly not be defeated by him.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

At this time, the drums were thundering, and everyone focused their attention on the judging platform.

I saw a minister standing in the center, and then cleared his throat.

"The [*]th National Cooking Contest is opening!"

As soon as the voice fell, the applause broke out, and all the chefs' eyes shone brightly.

"This cooking competition is different from previous editions. Due to the large number of people, the rules will be changed."

"After the start of the competition, all chefs have an incense stick of time to cook your dishes, and there is no limit to the type of subject matter."

"Within a stick of incense, whoever finishes first will be judged first, until ten people win."

"After ten people, all the rest will be eliminated."

"Everyone, do you understand?"

As soon as the minister's voice fell, not only the chef, but even the audience felt that it was too harsh.

In a single stick of incense, I can't make any high-end dishes at all.

It is undoubtedly more difficult to capture the hearts of the ministers who have eaten all the delicacies of mountains and seas in such a short period of time.

And there are only ten places, which makes the game a lot crueler.

You know, the number of contestants is more than a thousand.

Each of these chefs is an outstanding presence in the local area.

But this is also the only opportunity to improve the efficiency of the competition. Even if there is injustice, this is a cooking competition appointed by the emperor, and no one can protest.

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This kind of condition was like a joke to Jiang Ze, and the special chef that day was almost the same as this time.

It's just that the number of people is larger this time, and the competition is much fiercer.

"Then everyone, the competition starts now, please prepare the ingredients and start cooking."

With the sound of a big drum, the food court immediately shook.

Everyone scrambled to the ingredients area, for fear that if they ran slowly, they would not be able to get good ingredients.

In the current cooking plaza, except for the young master and Jiang Ze, they remained in place.

Everyone has returned to the stove with a variety of ingredients.

It didn't take long for the smoke to rise.

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