It's a hell game, who can still be a human being?

"Very confident, made my referee stick spin, applause came from the audience."

They both looked at Liu Zheng.

"Huh? Oh."

He quickly slammed his tentacles.

Fortunately, he has four tentacles, so when they are inflated, they can make quite a lot of noise.

"Since the other contestant was not good at talking, we invited his colleagues to act as his representatives to discover it for him."

Red Dragonfly extended the microphone in front of Liu Zheng again.

"Excuse me, what is the name of its entry?"

it asked.

"How do I know what it's called?"

Liu Zheng was speechless.

He hadn't even opened the lid of the pot to take a look, so he had no idea what was inside.

"An entry without a name is incomplete, so you should come up with one for it."

Red Dragonfly insisted.

"Then call it 'soup in a million pots.'"

Liu Zheng thought for a moment and said.

"Very good! A very simple yet bold name. This is probably the corporate culture of the Bloody Restaurant. Let's applaud this representative for his creativity."

Red Dragonfly said loudly.

"Uh"

Looking at its serious expression, he could only inflate his tentacles even harder.

But thinking about the takeout department's lounge that was not even as good as the bathhouse's locker room, and then thinking about Niu Ma and his own style of doing things, what Red Dragonfly said seemed to be correct.

"Well then, the two contestants for this competition and their entries have been introduced."

"Now, the competition officially begins! Based on the principle of proximity, let's taste Napoleon's entry first."

Red Dragonfly signaled Liu Zheng to put down the soup pot.

“The Bloody Restaurant is the most prestigious restaurant in the metropolitan area, and its status in the field of fine dining has never been shaken.”

"As the chef of the Bloody Restaurant, Napoleon must have already mastered the art of stewing soup."

"Okay, let's taste this masterpiece."

The red dragonfly lifted the lid of the pot.

A cloud of red smoke rose from the pot, then exploded and hit the faces of everyone present.

Everyone's face changed immediately. The extremely shocking spicy taste rushed into their nostrils like Red Dragonfly's referee stick.

Their faces instantly turned bright red, as if they had been soaking in a 180-degree Celsius hot spring for three days and three nights.

But soon, a cloud of green smoke rose and spread again.

The refreshing scent of vanilla wafted into their nostrils, gently caressing their nerves stimulated by the spicy taste.

The red face quickly faded, leaving behind a subconscious intoxication.

"It is worthy of being the work of the chef of the Bloody Restaurant. It has already impressed me before I even tasted it. Just a prelude has fully mobilized my taste buds, sense of smell and vision. It is more luxurious than the top perfume."

"I feel like my appetite has been fully aroused. I can even drink a glass of plain water with relish, not to mention a pot of delicious stew."

"Contestant Guokou Tangzi, facing such a strong opponent, do you feel nervous at this moment?"

Red Dragonfly handed the microphone to Guokou Tangzi.

“Not nervous at all.”

Guokou Tangzi said sternly.

"Oh? Why? I noticed that you were also affected by the prelude just now."

The red dragonfly asked curiously.

"Chef, you don't make soup with flavor."

The soup in the pot shook his head.

"What for?"

"Careful."

She said.

"Heart? There's no heart in the list of materials for this competition."

The red dragonfly was a little confused.

".I'm talking about the heart of the heart."

The soup in the pot was speechless.

"Hahaha, of course I know, it was just a little humor just now."

The red dragonfly laughed heartily.

Tangzi at the pot frowned and gave Liu Zheng a questioning look.

"Where on earth did you find this weirdo?"

The latter shrugged, indicating that he was innocent too.

When we met before, Red Dragonfly didn’t do this.

Then again, it’s hard to say whether this red dragonfly is the same one he saw the first time.

But anyway, as long as the functions are the same, it's fine.

"It seems that contestant Guokou Tangzi lacks a sense of humor. But it doesn't matter. As a chef, the quality of your cooking skills is the foundation of your life."

"Okay, let's officially taste this 'soup in a million pots'."

Red Dragonfly picked up the soup spoon from the pot and scooped a little soup.

The pure white and thick soup obviously contains cream, a standard Western-style thick soup recipe.

Liu Zheng couldn’t tell anything else, after all, he was not a professional chef.

“Delicious!”

The red dragonfly took a sip and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"It has just the right amount of seasoning, distinct flavors, and at least a hundred flavor substances. Each flavor conflicts and combines with each other, and finally converges into a soup with a salty and sweet taste."

"The spicy and pungent taste that was present when the lid was opened is not present at all in the soup. It's really a miracle."

It was amazed.

The Bloody Restaurant really lives up to its reputation. Just for this pot of soup, the competition was not hosted in vain.

"Contestant Guokou Tangzi, do you want to taste it?"

Red Dragonfly asked.

Although the result of the game is definitely based on the referee's announcement, it is also one of the referee's jobs to convince the players.

"Okay."

The soup boy came over and scooped a mouthful with his soup spoon.

“Not bad, but that’s all.”

She nodded, her face calm.

"It seems that contestant Guokou Tangzi is very confident in her work. Well, let me see if her work is worthy of her confidence."

The red dragonfly walked to the soup pot and opened the lid.

There was no strange phenomenon, just a little heat coming out.

The soup in the soup pot is as clear as water, with some green chopped green onions floating on the surface.

The soup base, which can be seen at a glance, consists only of some tofu cut into small pieces and kelp.

"The Go Taste Group was once a cutting-edge food organization in the metropolitan area. The Go Taste Restaurant they opened once ranked among the top ten most popular restaurants in the metropolitan area within just one year."

"Unfortunately, because they used banned substances in the food competition, they were disqualified from the competition and the Jiwei Restaurant was ordered to close down. It has never recovered since then."

"But this contestant, the current big sister of Jileguan, Guokou Tangzi, has shown great confidence."

"Is she bluffing or is she confident? Can the Extreme Flavor Group get this chance to rise from the ashes?"

"Don't go away. I will reveal the answer to you below."

The red dragonfly scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it into its mouth.

Chapter 209: I'll break off your head and give it to you.

"Delicious."

It was half a minute after the red dragonfly drank the soup that it finally spoke.

Liu Zheng nodded and waited for his next words.

Then, the air fell into silence.

"and then?"

A minute later, he finally couldn't help but ask.

"What then?"

The red dragonfly is inexplicable.

“Reviews.”

Liu Zheng is even more confusing than this.

"I've finished ordering."

"Just two words?"

He said speechlessly.

It was just a two-word review, but he spent quite some time posing there.

“Two words are enough to describe a truly delicious soup. However.”

Red Dragonfly changed the subject.

"I'm afraid this level of soup can't be made with the ingredients on the list, right?"

It looked towards the soup in the pot.

“I didn’t use anything beyond the materials list.”

The soup in the pot said with pursed lips.

"You didn't, but you must have used cooking techniques beyond the normal limit, right? Was it this pot?"

The red dragonfly looked at the soup pot in front of it.

"Yes, but the agreed rules of the game don't say that you can't use the pot's abilities."

Guokou Tangzi admitted it frankly.

"That's right. However, the stakes of the competition are the complete soup pot inherited from the Extreme Flavor Group."

"If I'm not mistaken, this pot is already incomplete, right?"

Red Dragonfly's tone gradually became unfriendly.

"If I lose, I will use my 'meat' to fill the pot."

The soup in the pot said while gritting his teeth.

"You say that because you think you've won. Since you've won, you don't have to pay the price to complete it."