Zhou Dong is really not arrogant when he has a hanging master, it is really the first time he has encountered a god chef-level character, and he is curious about what means Martial Palace Zhengtian has? In addition, the reason for the system task, no matter which direction the fart and stock are heading, he must admit that Hao Aiguo's victory is too low, and the hanging master has not prompted him to complete the task until now, so it can be seen that he does not recognize Hao Aiguo's victory very much.

For the sake of the 'God's Recipe' rewarded by the system, Zhou Dong must win this game beautifully.

"Brother Zhou, why do you bother to make extraneous branches?"

Ling Zhenfeng disagrees with this, in his opinion, no matter loiddot; The banquet will be dominated by the Chinese side, and the chefs of the other three countries can only do handymen in the corners and corners, and he is so happy, and the chef of the national banquet can do this, which is also unprecedented.

Now that his dream is about to come true, Zhou Dong wants to compete with Takemiya Masata, even if it is to add the bargaining chip of the dominance of the hot dish stage, he feels that it is very unnecessary, when it comes to hot dishes, even if it is an island country, there are not many things that can be put on the table, this country where sashimi and sushi are rampant loves to eat raw and cold, and it is not a hot dish at all, what can be compared with Huaxia?

Hearing about Zhou Dong's essence of tempura, even let Yan Lao support him to have the right to change the name of this delicacy, Takemiya Masatazai is not an all-rounder, but he is not the god of tempura in the island country!

The thoughts and thoughts of a half-official person like him are completely different from Zhou Dong, he pays more attention to 'immediate interests', and has somewhat lost some of his desire for refinement and progress, and he actually lost to Zhou Dong in Chudu on fish and vegetables that day, in fact, it is somewhat related to this mentality.

"Brother Ling, I won't let go of the opportunity to learn from a god chef-level character, don't worry, I know it in my heart!"

"Okay, I can't mess with you anyway......"

Now that the chef group has spread, when Zhou Dong and Cangyun were fighting for food, Shang Lao came to the scene to support and cheer him up, and he personally 'met' with Zhou Dong afterwards......

With such a background, it's really untouchable, and if Zhou Dong really even wins the martial palace Zhengtian, then he is a god-level diligent master.

A god chef under the age of thirty? Ling Zhenfeng thinks that he is not a loss to wave the flag and shout for Zhou Dong!

"Zhou Jun, come on!"

Eiko Takemiya clenched her little fists and shouted loudly to cheer for Zhou Dong,

Young people always have the idea of challenging authority, but when this authority is her own grandfather, her position is somewhat problematic.

Takemiya Masata glanced at his granddaughter, who was blushing, and suddenly felt very unhappy: "Chef Zhou, do we two compare the same dishes, or choose the dishes that we are good at?" It seems that the latter one is fairer, I don't know which dish Chef Zhou is better at?"

"I'll do it, or ask the seniors of the Martial Palace to decide, right?"

Takemiya Masata's has always called Zhou Dong 'chef', but he never called 'Zhou Jun' or 'Zhou Sang', in terms of his identity, this is a great affirmation of a junior, and it also makes Zhou Dong a little heartbroken about this foreign diligent senior, and he is also very polite to the answer.

"Oh, can Chef Zhou do it?

Then let's choose our own dishes, and what I'm going to use to learn from Chef Zhou is actually a long-lost ancient Chinese dish called 'Phoenix Dance Nine Days'!"

"Phoenix Dance for Nine Days?"

Not to mention Zhou Dong, even Ling Zhenfeng, the well-informed chef of the National Banquet, was thinking for a while, does Huaxia have this dish?

Cang Yanshan poked Ling Zhenfeng: "Old Ling, are you an expert? Could it be that this dish was made by a Master Lu with four eyebrows?"

Ling Zhenfeng glanced at him and nodded deeply: "Presumably so,

If there are no such good people, where will there be such good food?

The chef I'm going to show you doesn't really look like a chef at all, he's more like a prodigal son, but a lot of girls like him just because he has four pretty eyebrows!"

"I didn't expect it, but this is actually true?"

"You didn't drink too much, how many plates of peanuts did you have and you wouldn't get drunk like this?"

Ling Zhenfeng glared at him: "You are really a big-headed ghost! don't be crooked, listen to what Lao Wugong has to say!"

"Although I haven't heard of this lost ancient dish, I am still very moved that the predecessors of Wugong actually chose the lost ancient dishes of China to learn from me. ”

Zhou Dong smiled slightly, sure enough, as rumored, Wugong Zhengtian is a real admirer of Chinese food culture, maybe it was because of his love for the house and Wu that he opposed the immoral war and was therefore sealed for thirty years, and refused to cook for Showa Tianhuang, right?

For such a senior, you should still maintain enough respect.

In fact, it is a lie to say that I have never heard of it at all, there was once a Chinese chef who made a 'phoenix dance for nine days', which is a medium-sized plating, carving out the phoenix head and upper body with high-quality carving skills, and then making colorful phoenix tail feathers with a variety of different ingredients, which is both beautiful and delicious, which is a very good idea.

However, this is obviously not the 'Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens' in Takemiya Masada's mouth, it is not a restoration of the lost ancient dishes, and it is just a plate above the level, and it is not worth making this 'God's Chef' so solemn.

"It turns out that Chef Zhou hasn't heard of this phoenix dance for nine days?"

Takemiya Zhengtian slowly walked into the kitchen area and stood opposite Zhou Dong: "It's no wonder that I also got an ancient notebook by chance, recorded by a high-ranking monk from an island country thousands of years ago.

This high monk once arrived in Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, saw the Tang Ming Emperor at that time, and was able to give the banquet next to it, and this phoenix dance for nine days, he saw it at the Tang Ming Emperor's banquet, and it is said that the Ming Emperor personally gave the name for this dish!"

It was actually Tang Xuanzong who gave the name?

Ling Zhenfeng and Cang Yanshan, who couldn't help but joke before, both looked pale, it turned out that Martial Palace Zhengtian was not suffering from the second middle school disease, and this 'Phoenix Dance Nine Days' really had a great background!

Zhou Dong's heart moved, he really had nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it took no effort to get it, and he was worried that he couldn't find a topic to restore the ancient dishes, so he made a lotus leaf lotus soup at Shang Lao's place, and now he came to the island country, and actually learned about this 'Phoenix Dance Nine Days' from the mouth of Wugong Zhengtian!

"Senior Wu Palace, I don't know how this dish is recorded in the notes?"

At this moment, Zhou Dong's mind has been completely focused on this ancient dish, and it has long become irrelevant what kind of cold and hot dishes dominate and what fighting dishes are.

It is recorded in the notes that the monk is in front of the emperor to watch this dish, but when he sees a colorful phoenix in the sky, the fragrance is fragrant!

The dishes in front of the hall are all overshadowed and ......"

Takemiya Masatian's Huaxia is not very proficient, but he remembers this paragraph very fluently, which shows that it is really contained in the notes, otherwise how could he, an island countryman, say such half-literate words? Even the senior monk who took notes back then should have only recorded this comment.

"Caifeng soars into the air, and the smell is fragrant?"

Zhou Dong frowned secretly, he could understand the latter sentence, and it was not difficult to be confident that it would be done. But what is going on with this colorful phoenix in the sky, is it a literary exaggeration, or is it really something?