The Beauty of Eating Halberd Collectors

Thinking in my heart, Jiu Izhao Ji stretched out his trembling right hand and probed towards the sealed lid, but was blocked by another big hand.

"Since you have so much confidence in yourself"

Jiu Itangshan blocked his son's move to open the lid, looked at Lin Feng with a smile, and continued: "Why don't we make another bet, if you lose, give me the kitchen knife in your hand, what do you think? How about it?"

Kuga Tangshan, who has been immersed in the cooking world for many years, although he did not experience the hallucination, he also saw the extraordinaryness of the goddess in Lin Feng's hands.

A good general is matched with a magic weapon. An excellent chef naturally needs a top-level kitchen knife, so I have been thinking about Lin Feng's goddess for a long time.

After hearing what Jiuwo Tangshan said, Lin Feng said with a smile: "First of all, I won't lose, and then if Jiuwo's ​​assistant chef loses, what price will I have to pay?"

"Ha ha"

Jiugatangshan grinned like he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

In the next second, Jiuga Tangshan, who had restrained his smile, said with a cold face, "What do you think I should do if I lose?"

"It's very simple, if you lose, your chef career will end here!".

Body 212. Taste... not right (4/7)

The sound was not loud, but the people present were so shocked that they dared not speak out.

The most cruel punishment for a chef is not to let him help the cook, not to let him do chores, but to not allow him to pick up a kitchen knife, wear an apron, put on a chef's hat, and stand in front of the cooking table to cook.

Moreover, this sentence was said to the ambitious Jiu Itangshan, and it is conceivable that with the latter's arrogant attitude, how could he possibly agree to the conditions that Lin Feng said.

After all, it would be even more uncomfortable to have Jiuwutangshan not step into the kitchen than to kill him.

"I promise!"

After a long time, Tang Shan took a deep look at Lin Feng and nodded.

"what?"

"Did I hear it wrong?!"

"For a long time, Mr. I agreed to the other party's unreasonable request?"

"impossible!"

After hearing what Jiuwotangshan said, everyone started to talk about it, thinking that they had heard it wrong.

Thinking that Lin Feng didn't hear what he said, Jiuga Tangshan continued: "I promise your conditions, if I lose at 14, I will never step into the kitchen again!"

Lin Feng, who received a positive answer from Tang Shan, continued: "In addition, I have a condition."

Are there conditions? !

Sitting in the chair for a long time, Zhao Ji suddenly got up, looked at Lin Feng and shouted, "Enough, we can't compete in this game!"

However, Jiugao Tangshan glared at Jiujiaoji, and scolded: "Sit down for me, is the cooking showdown not comparable?"

Then, Jiu Itangshan turned to look at Lin Feng and said, "Tell me, what other conditions are there?"

"Actually," Lin Feng shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "There are no conditions, as long as my husband keeps his promise for a long time."

"must!"

After a long time, Tang Shan nodded, not nervous at all.

At the same time, Hojo Renzhi and others slowly lifted the lid on the plate under the expectant gaze of the diners.

The moment the sealing cover was lifted, a mass of white light filled the eyes of everyone. Looking closely, it turned out to be steaming heat.

"smell good"

I don't know who took the lead in mentioning it. Everyone standing in the hall smelled a strong fragrance.

If the spicy aroma wafting from the pot before was destroying everyone's taste buds, now the rich aroma is completely paralyzing everyone's taste buds.

"This is"

After seeing the green particles sprinkled on the tofu for a long time, I looked embarrassed and said slowly, "Holy basil?!"

In the previous game with Lin Feng, I had seen the other party add holy basil when cooking. Now that I see it again, it is inevitable that there will be bad emotions.

This situation is very similar to the original, but the person who confronted Lin Feng turned from him to his father.

Subconsciously, Jiuga Zhaoji picked up the spoon again, poked towards the Mapo tofu on the plate, scooped up a spoonful of tofu and slowly put it into his mouth.

"Well"

At the moment of the entrance, Jiuga Zhaoji's face instantly turned red, and he couldn't help shouting: "It's so spicy—!!"

At the same time, Miyoko Hojo, who was standing behind the crowd, had blurred eyes, and also remembered that old game.

"Miyo"

Yamato Ryoko looked down at her daughter, her face changed instantly.

At this moment, the appearance of his daughter is very similar to Xiaolin Rentan.

The careful Yamato Ryoko followed her daughter's gaze, just looking at Lin Feng who had his back to them.

In the next second, a thought appeared in Yamato Ryoko's mind, but it was quickly erased by her. If this is the case, I am afraid that my daughter will not have a chance at all.

If we say that the mapo tofu made by Jiugatangshan, it interprets the spicy to the extreme, like a volcanic eruption.Then, the magic mapo tofu made by Lin Feng has interpreted another spicy taste like everyone else.