Evolve, Rascal

When the little boss heard the words, he just glanced at him and didn't care.

He has now fully regarded this battle as a battle between himself and Jiang Ze.

No one else matters.

After that, Zhu Qi of the Five Tiger Stars also gave up because he was too tired.

Most of the reason all of them gave up was because of Jiang Ze.

He just felt that no matter how hard he tried, it seemed that he could not win in the end.

If so, what's the point of holding on to it?

However, what Jiang Ze didn't expect was that Mila, who seemed to give up the most, didn't have a lazy expression.

So serious and careful.

"There is still one hour before noon, all contestants, please hurry up."

The sound of the timekeeping sounded outside the door, making everyone's expressions a lot more solemn.

The young master immediately started to speed up, and almost half of the cooking was already done in front of him.

Looking at Jiang Ze again, the dishes he made didn't seem to be on a plate.

Every time he made a dish, he would pour it directly into the huge iron pot.

Now the iron pot has piled up a mountain of dishes, and the fragrance has long permeated the entire imperial kitchen.

Half an hour later, Jiang Ze lifted a large pot of rice and poured it into the dishes he had worked so hard to stir-fry.

This move made everyone's eyes widen.

Then, Jiang Ze started to stir fry in the pot, and all kinds of dishes were mixed together in one pot.

"It turned out to be fried rice'"!"

Everyone did not expect that the Manchu and Han banquet that Jiang Ze made turned out to be fried rice!

It's just that they really want to know that an ordinary dish like fried rice is still just fried rice, no matter how many advanced ingredients are added.

Afterwards, Jiang Ze stopped the fire and started to boil, and then shouted loudly.

"Finish!"

As soon as the voice fell, Admiral Li opened the door and walked in.

When I saw the fried rice I saw, I couldn't help drooling.

It was the first time he had seen such colorful fried rice.

However, it doesn't seem to fit the theme of this meal.

Seeing Admiral Li's puzzled expression, Jiang Ze didn't explain much.

"Come on, if it's cold, you can't afford it."

Hearing this, Admiral Li hurriedly ordered someone to carry the Manchu-Han fried rice made by Jiang Ze to the Golden Palace.

Along the way, this huge plate is very noticeable.

Everyone is guessing what kind of food is there.

In front of the Golden Palace, the emperor frowned slightly as he looked at the huge plate.

"The first dish? Let's continue."

As soon as the words fell, Admiral Li's expression changed, and then he said a little embarrassedly: "Your Majesty, there is only one way."

As soon as these words came out, all the ministers of Chinese martial arts in the Jinluan Palace showed sullen expressions.

Someone pointed at Jiang Ze and shouted angrily:

"Presumptuous! How dare you tease Your Majesty!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ze's expression turned cold, and then he sneered: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to speak to me like that!"

"You bastard! You are just a cook, I am a minister in the court, how dare you talk to me like this!"

Hearing this, Jiang Ze's already indifferent expression became even colder.

"My word, the National Cuisine Association will go out of business. Within half a day, there will be a nationwide riot. Do you think I dare?"

"I control everyone's diet, you dare me!"

Jiang Ze's words made everyone's eyes widen. They never imagined that Jiang Ze would dare to say riots in front of the emperor.

"enough!"

On the dragon chair, the emperor made a sound.

"It's like I don't exist, right?"

"I know that you are the leader of the dark cooking world, and I don't care whether you are powerful or not. Today, I only care about cooking."

Hearing this, Jiang Ze narrowed his eyes and glanced at the emperor.

"Tell me what your Manchurian banquet is, I don't believe you would be so perfunctory."

Jiang Ze didn't answer, but directly lifted the lid.

"This is my Manchurian banquet."

The next moment, the huge plate was steaming hot.

The fragrance filled the entire Golden Palace in an instant.

The expressions of the ministers immediately became a little obsessed, and they kept swallowing.

The emperor was also a little unable to sit still at this time, and actually stood up directly.

When the heat dissipated, the emperor's eyes suddenly widened.

"This this......"

"Is this my splendid river and mountain?"

Not only the emperor, but all the ministers also stared at the Manchu-Han fried rice piled up in front of him, showing an incredible look.

No one could have imagined that Jiang Ze, with just a plate of fried rice, would directly show Huaxia Heshan in front of everyone's eyes.

"¨〃This contains all kinds of ingredients from all over the country, no more or no less, exactly one hundred and eight dishes."

Hearing this, everyone looked extremely shocked.

They had suspected that Jiang Ze's cooking was the only one, but they didn't think that it actually contained so many ingredients.

One hundred and eight, this is exactly the standard of the Manchu and Han banquets.

"Quick, give me a bowl to taste!"

The emperor's expression was very excited at this time, and his hands were shaking.

The minister immediately served him a bowl.

The emperor immediately took a sip regardless of Longyan, and immediately sat on the dragon chair with a contented face.

"I seem to have seen my Shanxi, Zhejiang, Sichuan, Guangzhou..."

"My thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are in front of my eyes!"

"This is the real Manchurian banquet!"

Tears welled up in the corner of the emperor's eyes.

(Zhao Haohao) Then he saw him leave the throne, came directly to the plate, and devoured it.

Seeing the emperor's excited appearance, the ministers looked at Jiang Ze with a lot of guilt.

They could not have imagined that Jiang Ze could cook such a realm of cuisine, and the emperor was completely immersed in it.

Moments later, the hill-like fried rice was swept away by the emperor, followed by a burp.

"Your Majesty, please rate?"

Hearing this, the emperor waved his hand, then walked in front of Jiang Ze and stared at him.

"Master Shaoan, your cooking skills are invincible, this cooking competition is meaningless."

Hearing the emperor's words, Admiral Li was a little surprised, and said quickly, "Your Majesty, haven't you tasted the other contestants yet?"

"You don't need to try it. I can guarantee that no one's cooking skills can surpass that of Master Shao An."

"Besides, now my palate has been completely conquered by Master Shao'an's cooking, and I can't eat anything else at all." Huai.

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The emperor's words made the ministers' eyes widen.

Anyway, this is a little unbelievable.

How can you not want to eat another dish after eating one dish?

But seeing the emperor's face that didn't want to lie, everyone didn't dare to say anything more.

"Your Majesty! I do not accept Your Majesty!"

At this time, the little boss rushed in from outside the gate.

Originally, his cooking was already done, but he was ordered to be eliminated directly.

How could he be convinced, the emperor only tasted Jiang Ze's cooking.

He was desperate for the sake of today, even if he risked the crime of deceiving the king, he would have to compare with Jiang Ze.

Obviously, the impolite confrontation of the little boss made Emperor Longyan furious.

"Where did the kid come from, be presumptuous!"

Upon seeing this, Admiral Li hurriedly knelt on the ground, and then said respectfully, "Your Majesty, he is also one of the contestants in this final."

Hearing this, the emperor frowned, and then said impatiently; "Didn't I say, this game is no longer necessary."

Hearing this, the little boss's face was very ugly.