When the 'Walker' Wujin arrived at the village and town of the Great Wall of Jiankou, the small scenic spot market in the suburbs, the lively scene was similar to the City God Temple on holidays, and the crowd could hardly find a place to stand.

"Toot toot. ”

The message from the mobile phone in the trouser pocket vibrated was an announcement from the 'Dark Cooking World Exchange Group':

Everyone gathered in the special stands, and we were in this position.

A roadmap was attached to the announcement.

Wu Jin glanced at it, he knew where the meeting place was, and now he followed the crowd and climbed the Wild Great Wall, and now the time was about one o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still half an hour left before the opening, which was the hottest time of the day in the scorching summer.

Gradually, the surrounding crowd became more and more sparse, because with the climbing, the section of the Wild Great Wall became more and more steep, and because it had not undergone strict official renovation, the wall battlements of the Wild Great Wall were more damaged, and dozens of meters further, there were military and police in camouflage uniforms to set up a separation line to dissuade or take strong measures to expel the people who tried to continue to climb.

"Chef Wu, please. ”

A staff member, checking Wujin's chef badge, respectfully got out of the way.

The meeting place of the dark culinary world is on a tower on the Great Wall of Jiankou.

This tower is well preserved, and the terrain is relatively high, and the view of Wujin is suddenly open after climbing up.

"Uncle Wu, you're here!"

'Little Heavenly Machine Star' Wu Yingying waved her hand.

At this time, dozens of people had gathered on the tower, including men and women, old and young, and they could be regarded as the most active elites in the dark world in China.

The leader Yan Qi is not here, the real 'Tianji Star' Wu Tong, as a big cadre, is the well-deserved leader of this group of people.

In addition, familiar faces, such as Yan Mo and Hongyi, such as a group of special chefs who once represented the dark world and went to the island country to participate in the Sapporo international competition, are also there.

"The main stand is there—" Wu Yingying took the initiative to introduce and pointed over.

Twenty meters away, there is another large tower.

What is remarkable is that this tower has packers up and down, constantly carrying bags of food into the interior of the tower.

On the tower, the open-air kitchen has been erected, and the kitchen counter is stacked along the wall, two horizontal and two vertical, and the land is divided into a city.

Outside the kitchen counter, there is a row of mahogany chairs carved with dragons and phoenixes.

Wu Jin also found the special grandstand of the White Jade Tower, on the left hand side of the dark realm stand, separated by a mountain, about fifty meters, each side can vaguely see the figures and faces on the other tower. Some acquaintances also waved their hands and said hello.

As for the common people, they were separated from each other and gathered on a complete section of the city wall near the halfway point of the mountain, and looked down from the high place, and the black pressure was dense, and the noise spread far away in the lonely mountain field.

"I'm afraid there are 10,000 or 20,000 people gathered. Wu Jin took a slight breath of cold air.

You must know that this outdoor cooking, without any publicity, from yesterday's preparation to today's beginning, it was only 24 hours old, but it still attracted a huge audience, doesn't it really prove the chef's attention.

"Look—"

Wu Yingying pointed to a group of packers, all of whom had big shoulders and round waists, like pickers in Huashan, and it was not easy to move bags of ingredients from the bottom of the mountain to the steep tower at the top of the mountain.

But the focus is not on how hard it is to pick up workers, but what people pay attention to is what is in the bulging and heavy bag.

The ingredients determine the content of the dish.

What's more, this is an outdoor open-air cuisine that the young dragon chef suddenly started when he returned to China after disappearing out of thin air for more than two months.

Who doesn't want to know the mystery in advance, so that they can be full of superiority, show off with others and friends.

"Uncle Wu, do you know what's in the bag?"

Wu Yingying's smile has the cunning taste of a female fox.

Although the news of outdoor and open-air cooking spread overnight, the information on ingredients and recipes was particularly tight.

"Rice noodles?"

Wu Jin stared at the sack on the back of a picker.

At the other end, Wu Tong held on to the wall battlement of the stand, staring closely at the huge tower in the center, with a trace of yin in his eyes.

The row of chairs in the center belongs to a group of dragon chefs ranked among the top in the Chinese world.

The big chair in the center is, of course, the dragon head Zhu Ji's.

Wu Tong, as a generation veteran and a big cadre in the dark cooking world, was excluded from the inner circle.

What this signal means, Wu Tong is very clear.

In fact, since the last "unicorn" naming ceremony, his plot has been declared aborted, and now it is ......

The yin owl in his eyes almost turned into substance, and Wu Tong thought in his heart:

"Outdoor alfresco?"

"What is he going to tinker with? It stands to reason that there is no need to make such a big deal with ordinary dragon-level recipes, and Zhu Ji doesn't have the leisure to go crazy with the little kid if he doesn't die. The dragon-level classic is even more powerful than his 'champion dragon fish'? the classic is further up, and it is very close to being killed...... It's hard to ......"

Pupils constricted instantly.

Incredible thoughts popped up, and Wu Tong frightened himself, "It's only been a long time!

The sprawling tower at the top of the mountain, the interior.

Xia Yu sat quietly on a wooden stool, and a meter away from his side was a wooden ladder climbing to the top.

The last batch of ingredients was carried by the pickers, Ye Feizhou was sweating, and Wei Qinglian counted the mountains of ingredients piled up inside the tower, and then he woke up Xia Yu and handed out a list of ingredients.

"It's counted, you see, if there is anything to add, hurry up, I'll call the mountain to deliver another batch." Ye Feizhou held a pager in his hand.

Stained with sweat, this thing was black, oily, and slippery, thick and big.

"What time is it?" Xia Yu glanced at the list and placed it on the table beside his hand.

"It's almost half past one!"

Wei Qinglian looked at the women's watch. She was also busy enough, her originally cold and unapproachable face, due to sweating, dyed with a touch of redness, now the heavenly immortals descended to the dust, if the masses took her footage and uploaded it to the Internet, they would definitely have to suck a wave of goddess fans.

Cough.

At this moment, a long shadow was cast into the door of the tower.

Zhu Ji, the leader of the group, led several dragon chefs from the inner circle of the Chinese world to come in one after another.

"No problem?" Zhu Ji said succinctly.

"Totally O***K!"

Xia Yu gestured.

Zhu Ji nodded, went up to the top floor from the wooden ladder, and suddenly, in the wilderness of the Great Wall outside, there was a sound of mountains and tsunamis.

The popularity of the head of the Chinese food industry is undoubted.

Then, Yan Qi, Kong Chun, Wei An, Li Wannian, and Lan Fengxian.

Belch?

The seventh person, his footsteps stopped, opened his mouth to Xia Yu, and stopped talking, but he shook his head and sighed and went up the ladder.

Xia Yu looked at the back of his old man Xia Qing, and said funny: "You just put down a hanging heart, I have a sense of proportion." ”

Xia Qing didn't look back, "Hmph, it's up to you to do whatever you want!"

To the top floor, he stood tall.

"The recipe for "Mother Sunball" was learned from our family's book of shell fairies?"

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly asked such a question, Xia Qing's voice was full of anger, Xia Yu immediately felt the inquiring eyes of Ye Feizhou and Wei Qinglian, and his brain turned, knowing that the old man was covering for himself.

In the past, an ancient recipe could be perfunctory.

But now, it is regarded as the source of the light realm, a supreme ancient recipe

Since Liu Pleiades disappeared a hundred years ago, this recipe and finished dishes have disappeared with them, even if his sister Liu Jinling has offspring, but after all, she is not Liu Pleiades's bloodline.

As a result, "Mother Sun Globe" was also dusted.

If the dust is sealed for a hundred years, it is opened.

Xia Yu should give the world a reasonable explanation.

And the codex left by Fairy Pei is also the thing that caused the Xia family's disaster in the first place, and it is a shield that cannot be more realistic.

"it!

Just as he was about to give a thumbs up to the old man above his head, above the wooden ladder, the figure and the sun swayed, Xia Yu squinted his eyes slightly, and just at this time, the host's invitation voice also came into his ears:

"Please invite Xia Yu, our chef Xia......"