The sixth sense of being a chef for many years reminded them how terrible the cooking that 18-year-old boy was going to finish was.

They could feel the terrifying atmosphere gradually rising from the soup pot, and serving after that kind of cooking was simply asking for their own death.

"Start judging."

Coulson shifted his gaze, and when he looked at stove No. [-] again, Mo Bai had already finished the knife work, cleaning and soaking the ice-making molds with Kona salt brine.

"Old Mo, why not..." Wang Yao twitched the corners of his eyes, the half-egg-shaped ice-making mold made him see the visual sense of cooking Baiyulou he made yesterday.

Wang Yao already understood what Mo Bai was going to do.

The Kona salt brine ice cover buckles the fish that is similar to the lychee flower knife, and dilutes the seafood soup while preventing the overly strong taste of the seafood soup from overwhelming the taste of the two kinds of fish.

The idea originated from Wang Yao Baiyulou, but it is completely different.

"Hey! Lao Bai, the sufferer in the audience is staring at you, sternly." Xiao Bai kindly reminded.

"Damn it, this is Hong Guoguo's plagiarism!!" Mo Bai turned his head to look, and Wang Yao's eyes were piercing like knives.

"Heh, can the chef's work be called plagiarism? It's a reference!" The corner of Mo Bai's mouth twitched, showing a mocking smile that deserved a punch. "You come up and hit me if you have the ability?"

"Wait for me, I'll blow your dog's head off after the game!" Wang Yao clenched his fists.

"Cut, reckless man." Mo Bai returned to the ice mold carefully before realizing it. "Oh my god! What am I afraid of him doing? After winning the championship, I have basic boxing skills!"

So he turned around again and gave Wang Yao a fierce look. "Come on! Whoever loves you is the grandson!"

Wang Yao:? ! ! !

"I don't think so." Coulson looked stern, and he didn't intend to give these chefs any good looks after eating Takashi Yoshino's food.

"I think it's okay." Gao Hengfeng was as warm as spring, and she felt very moved after eating Takashi Yoshino's food.

"I don't think Xing is Xing." Chibazhi was half cold and half hot, and she ate Yoshino Takashi's food... Anyway, she was not the one who rated it.

While Xing Buji, who had been stabbed in the heart, cried and collapsed at home, the three chefs left the stage.Katsuya Harano is currently ranked first with a high score of 265.

After the spectacle of three bells ringing in succession, two crisp serving bells rang at the same time.

The two chefs flew away as soon as they served the dishes.

Mobai was the only player left on the big red stage.

"Emmm...it seems like I've been targeted?" Putting the ice-making molds filled with Kona salt brine into the fast-freezing freezer, Mo Bai looked around and felt the loneliness of the king.

Invincible is so lonely, invincible is so empty~

"But it doesn't matter, even if you are the first to serve the food today, you will still die."

Mo Bai sharpened his knife.

After the evaluation of the dishes of the last chef besides Mo Bai, Mo Bai resolutely rang the serving bell.

The hearts of the chefs who had not yet had time to leave the stage suddenly jumped, and a certain person who was stepping off the stage gave a soft foot and rolled directly from the stage into the audience. The situation can be said to be quite tragic.

"Mobai contestant—announcing the serving!"

The waiter who refused to pass the dishes, Mo Bai stepped onto the stage with steps that his relatives did not recognize, every step was like a heavy hammer hitting those chefs who thought they had escaped.

From the perspective of the chefs, Mo Bai is like a demon with horns and bat wings growing on his forehead.

"Please introduce your dishes." Coulson pushed his eyes, his expression changed from a ferocious Tibetan mastiff to an angelic smiling Samoyed.

"The name of the dish: Mountains and rivers burst! The wind is raging."

Chapter 35

Write to cut, read to destroy.

"The name of the dish, the mountains and rivers burst! The wind is raging."

Mobai lifted the cover of the dinner plate, and the black square dish adopts a simple style of presentation. A small asparagus is placed next to the Yuyuelongmen carved from radish, and chopped dill is sprinkled around the two.

On the black dish and in the white soup plate are six flower-shaped fish that can barely be discerned upside down in the white ice cover.

The whole arrangement looks quiet and full of spirituality.

It has nothing to do with you getting the name of Hang Zha Tian, ​​hey!

Coulson, who was interrupted one after another, didn't watch the completely black cooking process. He scratched his big bald dipper in confusion.

What about fish soup?Was it frozen into an ice shell?

"Start judging..."

"Wait, the cooking isn't finished yet." Mo Bai waved to the staff, who came to the judges' table with cotton gloves and a soup pot.

Mo Bai opened the lid of the pot, quickly scooped up a large spoonful of still boiling seafood soup and poured it under the ice cover.

As soon as the hot seafood soup came into contact with the ice cover, the ice cover was overwhelmed and shattered, and the fish with the flower knife began to curl under the influence of heat, and the scene looked like white chrysanthemums blooming.

At this moment—infinite golden light suddenly emerged from the disk, soaring into the sky in an instant!

"Na, Nani!?!" As if a flash bomb was riding on his face, the golden brilliance swallowed the entire comment section.

The blue-clothed staff member was startled, and his hands loosened involuntarily.

"Meow!!!" The raccoon cat in Qianyezhi's arms stared at the big round eyes, turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed straight to the soup pot that was about to fall to the ground. Seeing that the danger was about to be saved, a bare hand in the endless golden light grabbed the raccoon cat The nape of the neck, the soup pot that was about to fall to the ground, and the plain hand disappeared together.

The golden light came and went quickly, only the undissipated glow in the sky still left the imprint of just now.

The raccoon cat wandered around the place where the soup pot disappeared with a dazed face, and after confirming that there was no trace of it, it lay down on the spot—Maosheng lost its brilliance from then on.

"Shocked! What happened just now? Terrorist attack? Flashbang? 3D special effects?"

"Where did the terrorist attack come from? It is clearly the golden light emerging from the plate after the chef served the dish and poured the soup!"

"The dishes can still emit golden light!? Can you really still eat them?" The stomachs of the doubtful audience cried out honestly.

"..." The old man blushed.

"You're not the only one like this." The middle-aged man beside him patted him on the shoulder. "I thought the same way just now, but now... I can't stop drooling at all."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath of the rich fresh fragrance in the air, and said with an intoxicated expression: "It smells so good!"

The questioning audience also took a deep breath and repeated like a repeater. "It's really fragrant, it's really fragrant."

The young man behind the two of them looked at the two people who were floating in the air with disdain, then shifted their eyes to the three dumbfounded judges on the judges' table, and then clicked their tongues in amazement. "I really didn't expect that the Far Eastern culinary world has declined so much. Have you never seen glowing cuisine?"

"It's not something caused by your dark culinary world." A sonorous and powerful voice contained in the old man sounded behind him.

The young man who was a bit domineering just now immediately looked like a frost-beaten eggplant-withered.

"Mr. Han, why are you here?" The young man turned his head stiffly, and saw the old man in Chinese tunic suit with white beard and hair and a strong body.

Born in China, he understood the horror of this old man.No, it should be said that this old man is famous in China.

Martial God Han Yaohua, under the tutelage of Gangquan Wuerda (bone-setting master) Master Li Shuwen, started his legendary prelude after a trip into the inner world by mistake.

Just living from Li Shuwen's time to the present is already a remarkable achievement, but Han Yaohua seems to have reached a certain state beyond the limit of life span.

The most recent attack was two years ago. There was an underworld dragon that broke away from the inner world and caused troubles in the East China Sea. Han Yaohua went to the sea area where the incident happened alone. It was captured alive from the East China Sea to the imperial capital by cutting off its spine.

Many people speculated that Han Yaohua might be able to resolve the battle in an instant if he didn't need to be captured alive. After all, breaking his spine and piercing his hard armor meant that Ming Hailong basically didn't have any capital to defend against the old man's fists.

"Not only I am here, but the young master is also here." The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed at Wang Yao who was at the front of the crowd.

"...Fuck!"

And no matter how much psychological shadow the young people in the crowd have suffered, the commentary is now so quiet that they can hear each other's breathing.

The crystal-clear outer layer of pike is more snow-white, and the inner layer of slightly darker sardines is wrapped in jewel-like granules of orange red, jet black, and dark green.In order to carry as much soup as possible and ensure that it is cooked immediately, Xiaobai used a lychee flower knife to do his best, and cut the fish with a feeling almost like Wensi tofu.

The fluffy flowers made of two kinds of fish meat in the shimmering water, combined with the incompletely melted crushed ice around, have a beautiful visual enjoyment.

"Now you can start tasting." Mo Bai made a gesture of asking for it.

In fact, even though he looks as stable as an old dog on the outside, he is panicking inside.

"Where is my Deep Sea Roar? Why is it gone?"

"Since the light is shining, it should mean that the quality is higher?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Xiaobai, what do you think?"

"I'm watching on the cutting board." Xiaobai said angrily. "Since you're improvising, I have no idea what the seafood soup in the morning will be like."

"Then, I'm not polite." Seeing the two young judges next to him still immersed in the beautiful dishes, Coulson knew that he was going to bear the reputation of not knowing style again.

The pitch-black ebony chopsticks stretched out towards the delicacies on the plate, but at the next moment, it was Coulson who was hit hard all over his body and almost threw the chopsticks away.

"Did you hear anything just now?"

Qianyezhi and Gao Hengfeng looked at each other and shook their heads blankly.

"Well, is it caused by the cooking?" Coulson swallowed, it was the first time he encountered a cooking that could affect the judges without an entrance.

Picking up the fish with chopsticks again, the roar did not sound.

But just by getting close and smelling it, Coulson could already feel the endless ocean washing against the coast.

Coulson vaguely understood why Mo Bai chose this name for this dish.

"It really fits the name of the dish. It seems that this dish does not conform to the superficial elegance at all."

"Could it be possible to achieve a stronger flavor than yesterday?"

With doubts and joy, Coulson couldn't wait to stuff the whole fish flower into his mouth.

Suddenly, he realized that he had made a mistake.

Strong flavor?

Do not!

This is completely at the level of a burst!

In an instant, the sky was dark, darkness covered the sky, the violent hurricane blew Coulson almost suffocated, and the blue ocean washing against the coast revealed a terrifying side, and thousands of shocking waves covered it head-on!

There is no way to avoid it!

Chapter 36

"Oh oh oh oh!" In reality, Coulson's sunglasses exploded!

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