People are eating halberds, I am a chef in the dark cooking world!

now,

In the eyes of the leader of the late night chef, Gao Shanwen is completely a devil!

He knew that Gao Shanwen's words were just lying to himself, forcing himself to compete with him.

but……

What if Gao Shanwen would really do this?

He didn't dare to gamble at all!

"I……"

Under Gao Shanwen's gaze, the leader of the late-night cook slowly clenched his fists and kept breathing heavily.

"Since you insist on doing so."

"Then let's compete!"

"You can keep your promise when the wash is over!"

The leader of the late night chef took a deep breath, looked at Gao Shanwen in front of him, and said word by word.

"It's natural."

Looking at the late night chef leader in front of him, Gao Shanwen nodded with a smile.

"What about the judges?"

"We taste each other?"

This is, the cook in the middle of the night looked around for a while, but couldn't find Nakiri Senzaemon, so he said.

Gao Shanwen turned his head helplessly when he heard the words, and yelled at the door.

"Mr. Nakiri."

"Is it necessary for you to wear clothes for so long?"

"It's time to come back!"

Gao Shanwen looked at the door in front of him.

In this way, Takayama Wen watched for a while, but the figure of Nakiri Senzaemon still did not appear.

"Since you don't come out, then we can only taste each other."

"I was going to be a little more serious."

Seeing this, Gao Shanwen turned around and said slowly.

at the same time.

Nakiri Senzaemon who was standing behind the door widened his eyes when he heard this.

"What did he just say?"

"Is he ready to get serious?"

When Nakiri Senzaemon heard this, he subconsciously wanted to stretch out his foot to be the judge this time.

Thinking of the brawl that happened on the second floor just now, and those late-night cooks who put contraband in the cooking, Nakiri Senzaemon took his feet back again.

Although Gao Shanwen's cuisine is very attractive to him.

But when he thought of those contraband and Fumi Takayama's competition with the leader of the late-night chef, Nakiri Senzaemon was still a little panicked.

Those late-night cooks have put contraband in the seasoning, so the leader of the late-night cook is not allowed to put poppies in the cooking!

In this way, Nakiri Senzaemon kept thinking in his mind whether he should go out or not.

finally.

It is still the desire for alpine cuisine that overcomes the fear of putting contraband in the dishes.

Even now he has called an ambulance with his mobile phone.

As soon as I finished tasting the food, let the ambulance take me to gastric lavage!

then.

Under the gaze of everyone, Nakiri Senzaemon walked out directly.

"I thought you wouldn't come out?"

Seeing Nakiri Senzaemon appearing, Fumiya Takayama said with a smile.

"You said that you are going to use all your strength to cook food."

"I'm definitely going to come out and taste it."

Listening to Takayama Fumi's words, Nakiri Senzaemon said with a smile.

Gao Shanwen couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the words.

I was just saying to be a little more serious.

How did it come to Nakiri Senzaemon's mouth that it turned into showing all his strength?

Deal with this late night chef leader.

He is not worthy of letting himself show his full strength.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gao Shanwen and the leader of the late night chef came to the stove soon.

"Since this is my home field."

"Then it's up to you to decide what to cook this time!"

Looking at the late night chef leader in front of him, Gao Shanwen spoke directly.

"Since you are so confident..."

"Then use all your strength!"

"Do what you do best!"

Hearing the words, the leader of the late-night chef said directly.

"My favorite dish?"

Hearing this, Gao Shanwen couldn't help laughing.

What's your favorite dish?

If it is someone else, they may only be good at one or two or three cuisines, or even good at one or two or three cuisines.

But for Gao Shanwen.

The cooking he is good at is far more than that.

"What about you?"

"What kind of cooking are you good at?"

Gao Shanwen asked back.

"I?"

"I'm good at all kinds of cooking!"

Listening to Gao Shanwen's rhetorical question, the late night cook said confidently.

"Oh~"

"It's a coincidence."

"I'm also good at all kinds of cooking!"

Gao Shanwen said with a smile when he heard the words.

"In that case."

"Let me see your strength!"

Hearing this, the leader of the late-night cook kept looking at Gao Shanwen.

Suddenly, he grinned.

"I attach one condition."

"If I win, I still want the kitchen knife in your hand!"

The leader of the late night chef said slowly.

"My kitchen knife?"

"No problem, as long as you can win."

Gao Shanwen immediately agreed when he heard the words.

"I, the leader of the dark culinary world, strike the eagle!"

"Gao Shan Wen!"

Looking at him in front of him, Gao Shanwen directly said his name.

"I, the leader of the late-night cooks! Crossed blades!"

"Cai Bo Chaoyang!"

Hearing Gao Shanwen's voice, Caibo Chaoyang also said his name aloud.

"Caibo Chaoyang, right?"

"I hope you can surprise me."

Gao Shanwen said slowly in his heart.

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151 The Chief of the Late Night Chef!Caibo Chaoyang's cuisine!

151 The Chief of the Late Night Chef!Caibo Chaoyang's cuisine!

"call……"

Looking at the almost cooked dishes in front of him, Caibo Chaoyang breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, all his attention was on the cooking at hand, and of course he didn't have time to pay attention to Gao Shanwen.

Now that most of his cooking has been completed, he naturally took the opportunity to look in Gao Shanwen's direction.

But just as he turned his head, he frowned tightly.

At this time, Gao Shanwen was dealing with the cooking in an orderly manner.

Gao Shanwen poured out the boiled chicken soup and put it in another pot for later use. At the same time, he put the old duck that he had just processed into another pot and boiled it over high heat.

While cooking duck soup, Gao Shanwen was processing various seafood products such as abalone, sea cucumber, and scallops that had just been soaked in water.

Compared with the duck soup and chicken soup boiled on high fire, Gao Shanwen is very careful when handling these seafood products.

He first changed these seafood products into flower knives, and then put them in an iron pot and cooked them slowly over low heat.

After the seafood is cooked to a certain extent, various seasonings are put into it for seasoning.

Since the scallops have been placed in the iron pot, the saltiness is completely sufficient.

After some simple seasoning first, Gao Shanwen poured the chicken soup that had been stewed in the large pot aside into the iron pot, and began to simmer the seafood.

"He is..."

"What cooking are you doing?"

Seeing Gao Shanwen's actions, Caibo Chaoyang was stunned.

Just as other dark culinary circles couldn't understand what he was cooking, he couldn't understand Gao Shanwen's cooking either.

Seafood Soup?