When Lu Yifan appeared in the butler's reception hall, not only Lu Guangzhong was stunned, but also the chefs from all walks of life were all stunned.

Lu Guangzhong is 26 years old this year, and he is already the youngest one present, but he didn't expect that now there is a young man who looks like a student who is less than 20 years old.

When Guan Shihan saw Lu Yifan coming, not only her beautiful eyes lit up.

Regardless of whether he wins or loses, as long as Lu Yifan does his best, it is enough to see his weight in his heart.

"Yo, isn't this the Young Master Yifan? Why are you here to participate in this kind of competition? Do you know how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes?

Do you want to teach you now?" Lu Guangzhong said with a sarcastic smile on his face.

Hearing his sarcasm, the chefs present burst out laughing.

In their opinion, a student of Lu Yifan's age can cook some home-cooked food at most, and it is difficult to be elegant at all!

Lu Yifan sneered, and in the jaw-dropping gaze of everyone, he slapped Lu Guangzhong's face three times!

"You!" Lu Guangzhong covered his face and looked at Lu Yifan fiercely.

"What am I? Your father has to call me a mortal master! What are you? How dare you call me by my name!

These three slaps are a lesson for you for your father!" Lu Yifan said arrogantly.

Lu Guangzhong was speechless when he was spoken, and he was aggrieved in his heart.

Someone couldn't stand it anymore, and walked up and asked, "What kind of cuisine are you?"

"There is no door, no faction. Lu Yifan said lightly.

"Do you have a chef certificate? The chefs standing here are all certified special chefs by the Huaxia Chefs Association!"

Lu Yifan laughed and said: "Your question is very unprofessional, not all chefs have to have a qualification certificate, does our culinary ancestor Zhu Dabao have a qualification certificate?

As long as you are good enough to cook, why do you need something like a floating cloud?"

"Damn, what kind of thing are you? You dare to compare yourself with Zhu Dabao, the god of food!"

"I don't even have a chef's license, and I want to participate in the Battle of the Dragon?"

"Get out of here! I won't allow you to insult this mecca of the chef world!"

The chefs clamored to get rid of the arrogant young man in front of them.

At this time, Guan Hu stood up and said: "As long as the chef is willing to participate in the battle of the dragon, whether he has a qualification certificate or not, my housekeeper welcomes it."

Here, the old man does not certify the certificate, does not recognize the status, and does not recognize the background!

Heroes are judged only by their cooking skills!"

With the speech of this session of the God of Food, the people present have nothing to say.

At this time, Lu Guangzhong received Qi Mei's > Qi Mei: "Do you want to eliminate this guy in the first round?"

Lu Guangzhong: "No, if he really has himself, let him enter the finals! Then I will let him lose very badly in the finals!"

No matter how high you are, this is not the place to fight!

Compared with cooking, he Lu Guangzhong is not even convinced by Guan Hu!

You are a student, your martial arts are so high, you must be focusing on cultivation every day, and it is impossible to have time to study cooking!

Isn't it here to send your face to Lao Tzu?

After about ten minutes of waiting, the four servants came to the center of the hall with a small table covered with red silk.

After Guan Hu uncovered the silk with a smile, he saw a sharp kitchen knife in it, seven inches long, three inches high, with a semi-arc blade, a ridge three points wide, and a golden dragon with teeth and claws on the spine.

On the hilt, seven stars with different textures are carved.

At the moment when the red cloth was uncovered, the people present seemed to hear bursts of dragon roars, coming from the knife!

Waiting, there is a trace of cold air on this seven-star dragon pattern knife!

It made all the chefs present hot!

Divine Sword!

The cliff is a magic sword!

Lu Yifan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was slightly surprised in his heart: "I didn't expect a gourmet family to have a magic weapon!"

Yes, Lu Yifan could see that this knife was actually a magic weapon, and the grade should only be a small level worse than his Nine Lives Divine Needle.

Guan Hu looked at this knife and said proudly: "This knife is called 'Seven Star Dragon Pattern', and it is a god-level knife once used by the legendary real god of food, Zhu Dabao!"

The freshness of vegetables and fruits cut with this knife will be three or four points higher than that of ordinary knives!

Today, whoever can win the championship of the 'Battle of the Dragon' can not only take away the title of the old man's god of food, but also get this knife, and you can also choose to marry my housekeeper and marry my granddaughter Guan Shihan. ”

Looking at the time, it was almost time, Qi Mei, who had been sitting on the Taishi chair, stood up and said in an extremely foxy voice:

"According to the rules of the Dragon Capture over the years, the competition is divided into three steps!

The first game is a basic knife competition, the second is a drink competition, and the third is a free play of dishes.

Everyone, if you make a mistake in any game, you will be eliminated immediately!"

Lu Yifan's eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw Qi Mei.

I'll go!

It's just the best mature (harmonious) woman!

The slender legs loom under the high-slit cheongsam, a snow-white and plump mess!

The twin peaks bound under the cheongsam are tall and round, and a pair of jade arms are snow-white and delicate!

On the small and cute feet, a pair of red high heels looks even more eye-catching.

Qi Mei's (harmonious) buttocks writhed very naturally and slightly with the following, making people feel a kind of eagerness to immediately step forward and lift her cheongsam to see if the ass below is really so big and so warped!

Lu Yifan unconsciously opened the eyes of the lawless law, and after seeing, Lu Yifan's nosebleed was about to flow out!

This charming delicate body gives Lu Yifan only one word - Sao!

She didn't even wear a hood, only two nipple patches!

And only wore thong panties!

is completely different from Bai Lan's feeling, Bai Lan is the kind of intellectual white-collar mature (harmonious) woman, and the one in front of her is completely like a courtesan born to cater to men!

Qi Mei noticed Lu Yifan's appearance at herself, and couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, as if there was no doubt that she gently lifted her cheongsam, and a white thigh was completely exposed to Lu Yifan's eyes.

At the base of the thigh, you can still faintly see the *** band!

Guan Shihan couldn't help but grit her teeth and look at Qi Mei, and scolded secretly: "Sao fox!"

Although Qi Mei was coquettish on the surface, she sneered in her heart: "Such a lascivious young man can't become a climate! I'll do a little bit of tricks on your ingredients in a while, and I don't think you can even get through the first scene!"

Dare to look at the old lady with such eyes, do you really think that the old lady can be seen casually?"

Poor Lu Yifan didn't know that he was hated by others just by looking at him twice.

The first match began, and the competition was divided into eight groups, with only one player from each group making the cut.

The first competition was a knife work, and in front of each chef, there was a huge ice cube.

But when Lu Yifan saw his ice cubes, he couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded!

(End of chapter)