Under Yang Ming's gaze, as his fierce rival in this competition, he slowly but firmly walked up to the referee's seat with a pot of hot food and placed it in front of the Six Dao Immortals.
Ku is the champion of the first World Culinary Competition, and the Six Dao Immortals are not angry with him, because of this, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely unknowingly, but he didn't expect Ku to be the first chef to serve food.
To be honest, the Six Dao Immortals really didn't want to see this kind of situation.
Without him, the hard cooking is really bitter Even after so many years, the Six Dao Immortals still have lingering fears about the bitter cooking, which can be glimpsed into a thing or two.
The Six Dao Immortals glanced at the hot dish on the table, it was black chicken soup, the soup base was made of forty-seven precious medicinal materials, the thick soup was black and black, and there was a suffocating smell of Chinese herbs.
Seeing this, the Six Dao Immortals couldn't help frowning, and the middle of their eyebrows was squeezed into a Sichuan shape, looking worried.
"I said bitter, you should know what the theme of this competition is."
The Six Dao Immortals looked at the bitterness with deep eyes, and said kindly and kindly.
The theme of this contest is "invisible" cuisine.
But now, the bitter black chicken soup can obviously be seen This also means that Ku, the former champion of the competition, may fail But in fact, is it really that easy?
The corners of his mouth twitched, and his face tried to make a smiling expression, but it involved the facial muscles, and the knife-like wrinkles suddenly unfolded, like chrysanthemums in full bloom, and it looked even uglier than crying.
"The real cooking I make, here" He stretched out a hand towards the black chicken soup, and he could see that the back of his hand was covered with scars left by the whipping, like snakes crisscrossing him, and he didn't know what this sad-faced old man had experienced.
In his hand, a sharp blade that was cold was grasped, and he carefully turned the belly of the black chicken up, tearing it apart little by little.
When the belly of the black chicken was completely cracked, what was displayed in front of the six immortals was a grain of crystal plump rice like pearls.
A rich fragrance different from the smell of Chinese herbs permeated the surroundings, and even the tongue of the six immortals couldn't help but accelerate the secretion, and there was a strong desire to eat It can be seen that with the cracking of the belly, wisps of gold-like liquid flow out of it quietly, and an extreme attraction firmly grasps the sight of the six immortals, and they can no longer move their way.
With the eyes of a lover eagerly, he looked at this dish closely, and said in a proud tone: "This is the black chicken rice I made, please use it slowly." ” The Six Dao Immortals took a deep breath, and the mist from the black chicken rice soared out like a white dragon and was swept into his nose.
For a while, a smell of Chinese herbs and a strong chicken fragrance took over the tongue like a whirlwind.
The body of the Six Dao Immortal Tiger was shocked, and he only felt that all the internal organs in his body were overflowing with aroma, and even the exhaled breath was stained with aroma The Six Dao Immortals held back their longing, pretending to have a calm expression on their faces, but the hand holding the spoon trembling lightly revealed the unrest in his heart.
"Ah" When the crystal and plump rice entered his mouth, the six immortals clapped their hands violently, and their eyes burst with a light of astonishment "This is indeed the taste of chicken" "And it's still the best taste" "What a solemn and gorgeous sweetness, as if the waves swept in, but it is extremely colorful, fascinating and rich, my blood, I can hear the sound of blood rushing in my body, both elegant and sweet unique taste, it is really the best, this is the chicken that can bring happiness to people."
The Six Dao Immortals' faces were flushed, and they stood up excitedly, almost not making a high-pitched voice like a man and a woman He originally thought that the bitter dish was no different from what he had made in the past, and it was still based on bitterness.
But it's not When the ultimate bitterness comes to an end, it is time for the sweetness to arrive, and it is clear that the bitter has taken the bitter dish to the extreme, reaching new heights, and completely sublimating the dish It can be said that this dish greatly surprised the six immortals, not only delicious, but also in line with the theme of the competition, which can be described as the treasure of the town "It's delicious, it's delicious" The Six Dao Immortals admired in their mouths, and they didn't stop in their mouths, and kept taking the black chicken rice into their mouths.
Under his gobbling up, it didn't take long for the full rice to be eaten, only the hollowed-out black chicken belly, revealing the traces she had left behind.
At this time, the Six Dao Immortals were obviously unsatisfied with eating, and tore open a piece of black chicken and chewed it, hoping to continue the previous pleasure.
But something surprising happened The black chicken that entered the mouth not only did not have a strong aroma, but also had a very poor taste, as dry as dry firewood, almost breaking the teeth of the six immortals.
Seeing this, Ku Wei smiled bitterly: "My lord, all the essence in the black chicken's body has been condensed in this rice, which is equivalent to a man who has been drained of energy, and naturally there is no delicacy at all." ” Hearing his explanation, the Six Dao Immortals smacked their lips and sighed, "If you cook more, it would be better."
Seeing that the appetite of the Six Immortals was aroused, many discerning chefs did not seize the opportunity to serve their carefully cooked dishes Especially seeing that Ku's performance was so outstanding, the rest of the participating chefs were full of energy and were bound to achieve a good reputation.
When most of the chefs left, there was only the face of Sister Feng, the figure of Sister Furong, the female chef named Zi, and Yang Ming, who had nothing to do.
Especially at this moment, almost everyone has something to do, but Yang Ming is left to do nothing, which is extremely eye-catching When many participating chefs passed by Yang Ming, although they didn't reveal anything on the surface, they were extremely disdainful in the depths of their eyes, and thought that Yang Ming had no real skills and came in through the back door.
There are also some people who recognized Yang Ming as the guy who entered the No. 11 examination room, and immediately showed a clear expression, thinking that Yang Ming and the examiner had made a dirty deal in private, otherwise how to explain that the No. 11 examination room, which has never been passed, would let him pass The strange-looking woman put away the twelve knives and glanced at Yang Ming, but found that the other party was still stealing her own knife skills, and couldn't help but snort coldly, "See enough, see enough, get out of me."
Zi thought that Yang Ming was taking advantage of this to steal the teacher to learn the arts, and people with skills generally had a bad temper, so he naturally didn't have a good look at Yang Ming, and his words were unusually loud, which immediately attracted the sideways glances of the people around him
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