Food That Doesn't Glow is Not Good Food

It is obviously a lie to display a skill that is far beyond the limit of his current knife skills, and to say that he has no idea.

Who would be willing to sharpen slowly and wait for the real mastery of culinary skills when they can reach the sky in one step?

The same is true for Xie Yunfei. According to the feedback from the system, his current knife skills have exceeded the upper limit of blue-level skills, and suddenly jumped to a state between high-level purple-level skills.

To put it more numerically, Xie Yunfei's knife skill at this time should be about seventy or eighty purple.

If possible, Xie Yunfei also hopes to maintain this state, just like the basic skill bonuses given by various auxiliary skills.

But the crux of the problem is that if you want to activate and use the effect of "one hundred shots and one hundred hits" provided by Shutrom, you must consume a large amount of Qi as a prerequisite.

It’s okay to have an infinite energy buff this month, but after entering the Dimension Restaurant next month, no matter whether you successfully complete the requirements of the diners in the store, the current buff will disappear and change to other beneficial or harmful states.

Of course, there is a way to solve this problem—as long as Xie Yunfei collects the other pieces of the Shutrom bow according to the tasks issued by the system during the day, then, although it will not be possible to let such a high-level knife worker state It becomes a daily routine, but it is also enough to deal with various cooking duels or challenges.

It's a pity that Xie Yunfei still needs a lot of effort to achieve this, and what he lacks most now is time to improve his cooking skills!

It’s okay if everything goes well, but if it happens to be stuck in a certain part of the process due to some accidents, or even the wreckage falls into the hands of others...

Perhaps it was due to the improvement of his cooking skills, even if he was distracted thinking about things, Xie Yunfei's movements were not wrong at all.The knife was dropped again and again, and the hand was lowered again and again. In just three or four minutes, a female upper body figure made of ice sculpture appeared in front of everyone.

The ice sculpture is still the same as before, but Xie Yunfei has made huge changes in some details.

The original masked man was dressed in ancient Chinese lady's clothing, and the hair style on his head also made people reflect his identity and family name at a glance.But now, the ice sculpture doll that appeared on the big screen above the venue is wearing a dress similar to a princess in the Western Middle Ages, and her long hair is tied into a braid leaning against the cut head. Not only that, but on the head of the ice sculpture Directly above, there is also a crown-like object.

Such a leap, not to mention the audience, even many cooks didn't realize it for a while.

"Hey, hey, even if this ice sculpture is a temporary repair product, it's a bit too abrupt to put it in the container like that?"

"Isn't it? The colorful flowers, big trees, and ponds on the side, if it was the original face, it would match perfectly both in color and artistic conception, but now..."

"I just don't know if the Marquis of Vauban will disqualify Chef Yunfei and Chef Lanfeiyute because of this calculation."

Chapter 453 let it go (odd)

"That junior of mine seems to be in trouble." Joichiro said with a smile on his face, watching the venue not far away.

His expression was different from that of the residents of Jixing Liao, he didn't look serious, and there was a hint of frivolity between his brows.However, if you observe carefully, you will find that the eyes of this handsome middle-aged man are full of seriousness and concentration.

It's ridiculous to say that it's the first time I know Xie Yunfei, but Cheng Yilang is the one who cares most about Xie Yunfei's current performance in the circle of Jixingliao. In terms of the degree of concern, he ranks second, and even Mrs. Wenxu can't help it Ranked first.

But also because of this, after seeing that the boy in the venue was just going to deal with it, and simply wanted to make up for the missing mask in another similar way, Joichiro's face showed a little regret look.

"Let's not talk about that brat Yunfei, even if you were Joichiro, you wouldn't be able to think of any other effective solution at this time, right?"

Mrs. Wenxu crossed her arms and retorted without discrimination.

As she said, facing the current predicament, if you can tinker and barely present your work, you can already be called an excellent chef. As for the further situation, Mrs. Wenxu dare not think about it. , also unimaginable.

After hearing this, Shiroichiro shook his head and smiled. Of course, he could cite some well-known examples in the culinary world to refute, but in the end, Shiroichiro did not do so.

"It's because I can't do it, so I hope he can do it."

Joichiro murmured, his tone a little low for some reason.

He stared at Xie Yunfei, the relaxed smile on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by an inexplicable emotion.

"Father, you really can't do it?"

Aside, the red-haired boy couldn't help interjecting.He didn't seem to believe Shiroichiro's words, but thinking about it, from childhood to adulthood, in terms of cooking skills, Dad was the almighty king in the eyes of the red-haired boy, who could do everything and everything well.

But now, the other party admitted that he couldn't do it, or that he couldn't do it better than the boy in the venue. How could this make the red-haired boy not surprised?Not surprised?

"En." Shiroichiro nodded, looking at the young man sitting beside him, his face that was slowly becoming serious couldn't help but soften a little, "Chuangzhen, I'm just an ordinary chef, not the so-called god of cooking. .”

"God or something..." The young man called Chuangzhen obviously has no interest in these unreal things, but he doesn't really understand anything, far from mentioning it, it's just recorded in Japanese junior high school textbooks It is ridiculous to say that Lan Feihong and Liu Maoxing are outstanding cooks who are only one step away from the god of cooking.

According to the classification of the Food Research Institute, these two people should be nine-star special chefs in the true sense.

As for my father...

Chuangzhen skimmed, such a comparison, it seems that there is really a big gap.

"Your father is already very powerful." Ryoko patted Chuangzhen's shoulder. The two chatted happily before, but they didn't have any scruples at this time. "I heard from Mrs. Wenxu that Mr. Shiroichiro is just like Mr. Yin Three-star special chef. Three-star special chef, I don’t know if I have the chance to achieve..."

"Eh? Is that so?" Chuangzhen seemed to have heard similar news for the first time, his eyes widened like bells, "Why didn't you tell me, Dad?"

"There are still many things you don't know." Shiroichiro closed one eye and stared at his son with the other, his tone full of pride and self-satisfaction.

"Tch, it's decided. I'm going to sign up for the next second-class chef assessment of the Food Research Institute!"

"Go, go, you can't pass anyway."

Although he was fighting with his son, Joichiro never left his eyes from the boy in the middle of the venue.

As for Xie Yunfei, if he felt something, he also raised his head at this time, and glanced in the direction where Cheng Yilang was sitting.

The atmosphere in the venue was a bit abnormal. Everyone seemed to think that they were just rushing to redo a new puppet core, in other words, muddling along.

For everyone's opinions, Xie Yunfei only admitted the first half of the opinions, as for the second half...

There were two huffs in the mouth, it seemed to be muttering, and it seemed to be dissatisfied.

When it comes to cooking, Xie Yunfei has never dealt with it. Even in the current tight time situation, his determination to make excellent cooking has never been broken.

However, the previous process of making ice dolls was indeed a bit too monotonous.

The corners of Xie Yunfei's mouth curled up to the sides, and the emerald green Guan Yun in his eyes began to slowly fade away.