All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

chapter 455

Haosheng took a sip and turned his gaze to Hudson, whose inexplicably quiet and self-closing appearance was a bit beyond his expectation.

Judging from the data, this chef who was expelled from the French culinary world because of his failure in eating halberds, and was beaten by Chef Gao Xing behind his back because of his bad mouth, shouldn't be a character who can swallow his anger.

"It's interesting." Haosheng, who had suddenly decided to use Hudson to try Mobai's cooking skills before leaving the Northwest Highlands, couldn't help feeling a little interested.

"Uncle, your reaction seems to be different from what I thought." Haosheng poured another glass of wine and brought it to Hudson.

"So what if we know?" Hudson snatched the wine from Haosheng, raised his head and drank it down.

"Don't you want revenge?"

"Revenge?" Hudson, whose eyes became increasingly blurred, gave a strange laugh. "If I could take revenge... I would have returned to France to take even greater revenge."

"God's talent..." Even in a state of drunkenness, Hudson still trembled all over.

"Since I left the French culinary world, my culinary skills have been declining, and Bresse chicken is already my only must-kill dish!"

"And that guy... even saw through all my cooking on the judging stage, he is a real eye of God!"

"You don't understand how terrifying those guys are!"

While speaking, Hudson recalled the image of the guy on the commentary platform with his black eyes overlapping with the guy in his memory, feeling restless and indignant at the same time. "Wine! Give me wine!"

It turned out that he was just beaten to autism.

Haosheng felt bored for a while, but because he had no second choice to test Mobai, he could only be patient.

"It's true that Mo Bai has the eyes of God, but he's still young after all. As for the pickled fish roe, it only shows that he is good at seafood cooking." Thinking of the many auras on Mo Bai, the corners of Haocheng's mouth curled up slightly. He took a sip of his wine.

This is the reason why he is interested in Mo Bai's true strength.

Of course, it is impossible to tell Hudson these things. Haosheng glanced at Hudson who was trying to cheer up, and continued to provoke him without changing his tone. "In the final analysis, he is only a five-star chef on the surface. Even if there is a gap with his real strength, he will not exceed the super class at most."

"And you, uncle... no matter how much your strength declines, you will always be super." Haosheng poured a glass of wine and handed it to Hudson again. "The heart of cooking will not slip."

This time Hudson didn't drink it all in one gulp, but after drinking, he began to meditate.

"Uncle, do you know why I choose this 73-year-old Mouton instead of all the vintages in your wine cabinet?" Hao Sheng shook his glass.

"1973 was not a good year for the Bordeaux region of France. The spring was too cold and there was too much rain in the summer. What was even worse was in August, the grape ripening season, when the rain continued. Too much rain made The quality of the grapes has seriously declined."

"As a result, the wines from various estates in the Bordeaux region are generally not strong enough in this year, and the aging potential is not enough."

"It is true that many people collect Mouton 1973 more because of the significance of collection than wines of other years. If you want to taste a better choice, it is Mouton 1945, which has the reputation of "Long Famous". Others 1959, 1982 It’s the same full score wine as the 1986 vintage.”

"However, I prefer to taste the vintage of Mouton 73." Hao Sheng raised his head and drank all the little wine in the glass.

"It's this year—" Haosheng's tone rose, and his expression became impassioned, completely looking like he was pointing the country.

"Chateau Lafite has objected to Château Mouton's application to be judged as a first-tier wine estate."

"It was also in the same year that Château Mouton successfully passed the review of the [Vineyard Classification Federation] and was promoted to a first-class wine estate."

"This year, after more than 61 years of hard work to find the [Vineyard Grading Union] and persuade its 1855 members of the subjective classification together with the 53 winery owners in the 73 classification, Baron Philip made wine for [-] years I photographed Picasso's [Dionysus Sacrifice] as a wine label."

"This is how the five world-renowned wineries come into being."

"From Baron Philip's grandfather Baron Tanio's "I can't be at the first level, I don't want to be at the second level, I am me, Mouton" to Baron Philip's "First level, I am; second level, I was; Mouton never changes]..."

"Success or failure in life is not determined in one moment, just like this glass of 73-year-old Mouton, which is not as good as other vintages of Mouton let alone other wineries, but such a glass of wine is full of joy, progress, and success." Haosheng put the empty cup in Hudson's palm and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Before taking three steps, Hudson stopped Haosheng.

"Uncle, have you figured it out?"

"Tell me, how can I win?" Hudson would never think that Haosheng, who came to the door in the middle of the night and said a lot of rhetoric, would not have a plan.

The bait was salty and the hook was straight, but he had to bite!

The reporters who waited for him to fall like vultures outside and then swarmed up to knock the bones and suck the marrow made Hudson understand that this might be his last chance to stand up!

"Actually, it's very simple." Looking at the little white mouse who managed to get into the net without hypnosis, Haosheng smiled.

"According to Mo Bai's age and identity, we can know that he is proficient in seafood and has never been exposed to fine cuisine."

"So with Mobai Shiji, you only need to avoid his strengths, block the fantasy ingredients that can threaten you, and finally choose themes based on his weaknesses, and you will be invincible."

What Haosheng said made sense, but Hudson still felt a little unsteady. "What if he used God's Eye to copy other people's cooking before the game? The development and control of ordinary ingredients by God's talent is no joke."

"Then you have to use your killer dish to ensure the winning rate."

"My must-kill dish?" Hudson, who had completely broken the cream sauce chicken on the food halberd, looked confused.

"Don't forget, Chicken Bresse isn't just a chicken in cream sauce, it's got an even more legendary dish on top of it."

"You...you mean...that dish!?" Hudson, who thought of something, began to tremble all over his body, his breathing became a little short, and the blush on his face caused by alcohol became even more red.

If there was that dish, even if Mo Bai made his must-have dish, Chicken in Cream Sauce, he would be able to crush it with all votes!

Hudson tried his best to stare at Haosheng with his eyes wide open.

"That's right, that's the dish."

"I've prepared the recipe, what's your answer?"

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Before every drink, the arrogance, the self-confidence, the attitude of not toasting or blowing the bottle, you guys who dare to toast, you all give me the aura of sleeping at grandpa’s house. I don’t even know who I am. After a hangover and a headache , that kind of fatigue, that feeling of dizziness and vomiting that can't be suppressed, I cried silently...

Chapter 456. The FA in my heart, I want to fuck you up

"You've been searching for this in the northwest wilderness for two days!?" Hudson's face was tired and his lips were a little fierce, but his expression was as ferocious as a wolf's. He squatted against a small bush of wild flowers. Haosheng growled.

In the past two days, they walked from the weedy hills to the barren and empty coastline, and from the barren and empty coastline back to the weedy hills.

Hudson, who walked this way, was living rather than dying, and was resurrected after death, living and dying, wanting to live and dying.

As a result, tell him now that the hardships and obstacles along the way are only for this clump of wild flowers and weeds? !

Hudson had a sentence on the spot that he couldn't spit it out!

Hudson, who was so angry, took a long time to catch his breath. "If you want to spend, just tell me directly!"

"Although I lost the halberd, I still can't afford to buy a few flowers!" Hudson said heartbrokenly.

He's really not worth his own blistered feet.

"Uncle, don't be so angry~" Hao Sheng, who was squatting beside a small clump of wild flowers, was in a particularly good mood. "The flowers here can't be bought anywhere else."

"What flowers can't be bought at the Columbia Flower Market in London?" Hudson raised his tone angrily. "If you don't have it, throw it away! Double it! Triple it! Ten times it!!!"

"You can't buy a hundred times or a thousand times." Hao Sheng looked up at the distraught Hudson.

"Have you ever seen wildflowers that bloom for more than a month in this environment?"

"Huh?" Hudson's face was full of "Are you kidding me?" Didn't he know the strong winds and the ensuing cold and low temperatures in this ghost place in the northwest highlands along the way?

That wind is the kind of pain that can penetrate the polar suit!

Even if the canyon is slightly sheltered from the wind, it is impossible for flowers to bloom for as long as a month in this climate.

That's not how you make up lies, right?

Hudson walked towards Haosheng with a sneer, but when he got closer, a sarcastic expression froze on his face.

Several ordinary small white flowers captured his sight at this moment—the plain flowers blooming on the emerald green branches are more eye-catching than emeralds, and the white petals with pinkness are incomparably clean.

The green is comfortable, the white is flawless, and the pink is even more pleasant.

The image and state of these small wildflowers can only be described as tender and tender.

In an instant, Hudson felt that all the flowers he had seen in his life had become vulgar and coquettish bastards, and they were not half as good as these small wild flowers.

If I have to express its beauty, there is only one sentence: Oh~ the FA in my heart!

Hudson was intoxicated by the beauty of the wild flowers, but there was a flash of cold light, and Hao Sheng cut off the little wild flowers and stuffed them into his sleeves.

The speed of the shot was so fast that Hudson couldn't react at all, and could only stare blankly at the small flowers that had been trimmed into flat heads.

Where are my flowers?How many flowers were so big just now?

"Okay!" Haosheng clapped his hands and stood up. "The purpose of this trip to the Northwest Highlands has also been achieved, and it is time to return to London."

"Presumably... the old man should know the news of Luo Luan's arrest, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the satellite phone in Haosheng's pocket started to vibrate.

The call was brief—"Called! Come back!"

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It's night, the underground meeting room.

There are still eight seats and two are missing, and Xu Fei's face is still clouded.

"Why did Luo Luan break into the princess palace at night and be exposed and arrested?"

"Who can tell me what's going on!?" As he roared, Xu Fei's terrifying momentum crushed the audience.

The five executive officers sat upright and did not say a word, as if they were completely imprisoned by Xu Fei's aura, at least on the surface.

After a long while, Haosheng made a sound slowly.

"This matter... I may really know some news." In an instant, Wu Dao Ruo's eyes fell on Hao Sheng.

"Before, Luo Luan, who was searching for information, happened to be with me." Xu Fei nodded, obviously Luo Luan had sent him a report.

"The night Luo Luan was arrested, I went out to watch a food halberd. When I came back, I told him that there was a commentator named Mo Bai on the food halberd. Not only was it very interesting, but he also stayed in the princess palace..."

"Mobai? I have a little impression of this name." The man with elite glasses pushed his glasses and interrupted Haosheng's narration. "Is it the boy Yang Zhe is optimistic about who can purify ingredients?"

"Maybe, or maybe it's the same name." Haosheng scratched his hair and continued. "Luo Luan was fine at the time. After that, I went to sleep, only to find in the middle of the night an expert leading a large group of people approaching..."

"I thought the whereabouts were leaked, so I slipped away decisively, and went to the Northwest Highland by the way."

The four executive officers all frowned. If Haosheng was telling the truth, this statement was somewhat illogical.If it is a lie, it will be full of loopholes.

Why is Haosheng sure that Luo Luan heard the news about Mobai?And why didn't you find out the reason for the whereabouts exposure after the whereabouts were exposed?

Could there be any more details here?

The executive officers glanced at Xu Fei whose expression remained unchanged, and immediately understood.It seems that there is really hidden information between Haosheng and Xu Fei tacitly.