Chapter 875: Wei Zhong

"I shouldn't have gone wrong on my path. ”

Xia Yu and Liu Ying stood at the door of the restaurant, watching Lei Aoxue go away.

Halberds?

No, no, no, the process doesn't smell much gunpowder.

From the beginning, it was just a confirmation of the nature of communication. Although there is an evil voice in his heart that keeps shouting about training and training, Xia Yu has no interest in training Lei Aoxue. At least, compared to the original training of Erina, he didn't have much enthusiasm, and at that time, Erina was full of ordinary people's cuisine, and the cooking concept was quite wrong, so Xia Yu felt the need to stand up and correct it.

And Lei Aoxue has already walked out of a way, and she is trying the supremacy of sword skills.

If it weren't for the bonus of the "Hand of God", Xia Yu would be temporarily inferior to her in the field of sword skills, and he would have been shouting about training and correcting or something, that is, he would seem to have no one in his sights.

"Let's go back. ”

patting Liu Ying's head, Xia Yu smiled at her and said, "By the way, show me your understanding of the recipe of "Seven Kingdoms Unified Fried Noodles" with practical works. I'll give you some pointers. ”

Liu Ying said happily: "Okay!"

From the desire in her eyes, you can know how valuable the guidance of the Xia Demon King is, and Liu Ying will deeply realize this in the future.

Commercial street, a small alley.

Bang!

Fist smashed against the wall, Lei Aoxue lowered her head, the expression on her face changed from loss, to confusion, and finally perseverance.

"I'm really inferior to him!"

"However, I will prove to him that the idea of 'sword skill first' can still open up a path to Lin...... I hope you don't stop moving forward, otherwise, I will soon catch up and defeat you!"

Obviously, after this small exchange, Lei Aoxue chose to temporarily let go of the burden in her heart.

She is not stupid, even if she wants to maintain the glory of the genuine 'Seven Star Knife' and destroy the set of "shoddy" knives in Xia Yu's hand, she must have enough strength, otherwise why should people bow their heads?

In the world of gastronomy, cooking is king.

The loser is not qualified to make irresponsible remarks about others!

In a word, the winner is justice, and the truth is as simple as that.

has deeply recognized the gap in each other's cooking skills, Lei Aoxue chose to put it down for the time being, and appeared sensible. But in the mind where reason prevailed, there was still the unhappiness of being a girl's little temper, unhappy, or unhappy, and her mind was full of the figure that made her hate, "Why is it him! Even if there is no 'Seven Star Knife', his cooking strength will not be much damaged, does my mother say that I am destined to meet the old enemy when I return to China, it is him? Why is he ......?"

A litany of whys.

Lei Aoxue's subconscious has been quietly contaminated with the shadow of the Demon King.

……

The Land of Thorns.

Jianghan, a mountain villa full of luxury cars.

This is the Baiyun Pavilion that enjoys the reputation of "the first floor of Jingchu", everyone in the Chinese world knows that the Yellow Crane is the owner of this famous building and the head of the chefs before ascending to the main position of the White Jade Pavilion in the capital of God.

Even if he was forced to retire from the imperial capital and return to his hometown, Huang He still has the title of the lord of Baiyun Pavilion, he reigned in the imperial capital for nearly 20 years, cultivating countless disciples, and has long managed the land of Jingchu Province into his own territory.

In broad daylight, Baiyun Pavilion Villa, one of the main buildings is full of guests.

rear kitchen.

A middle-aged man wearing a chef's costume with a dark cloth tied on his head stood in front of a large table in the center, surrounded by more than a dozen assistant chefs and more than 20 apprentices.

White bread was swirling over the kitchen.

The middle-aged chef shouted in a deep voice: "Catch-"

One of the dough cakes suddenly broke away from the table and flew towards a nearby cook, who had a good eyebrow written on his eyebrows, not to reach out to pick it up, but more like to raise his hand to pass it, and the dough cake brushed his hand and fell into the iron pot farther away in a parabola.

The stove is hot, and as soon as the dough comes into close contact with the iron pot, an enticing aroma permeates the air.

"Pick up—"

The chef shouted again.

Sou.

He didn't have a rolling pin in his hand at all, and the dough on the table was smashed by his fist and wiped with his palm, just like writing a "eight" character, skimming and pinching, so natural.

"Gollum!" an apprentice couldn't help but swallow when he saw Zhang Zhang's dough cake fall into the iron pot, and cast a look of great reverence at the chef, "The bathroom chef is still the bathroom kitchen!"

"Nonsense!"

Next to him, another apprentice accosted, "Our kitchen is also the former Chinese Wuxiu, after graduation, he first worked as a chef in the restaurant industry under Baiyu Building for nearly ten years, and then was appointed by Grandmaster Huang He Huang to become the sous chef of Baiyun Pavilion, and he has been working for another ten years!

"The pastry cooking skills of the bathroom kitchen are amazing!"

"Even if the former steel stick Xie Qi and the pastry king of the Bai Luo family Luo Gen are alive, we must face up to our kitchen skills!"

The budding apprentice is discussing in a whisper.

The assistant chefs received a piece of bread from Chef Wei Zhong.

Some of the dough is thrown directly into the pan, and the two sides of the baking are crispy.

Some, it is rolled into strips by the help of the cook, cut into thin shreds with a knife and shaken open, boiled in the pot and then taken into a bowl, and mixed with sesame oil, hot sauce, sesame sauce and other seasonings, a bowl of bowls on the tray, waiting to be served.

In this hot atmosphere, an officer hurried in from outside.

"Chef Wei, the Yellow Pavilion Lord is looking for you to go. The secretary said to Wei Zhong, for fear that Wei Zhong would delay, and added, "The Yellow Pavilion Lord is waiting in the council hall, you hurry up." ”

"I see!"

Wei Zhong nodded, finished the dough at hand, washed his hands, and did not change into the chef's clothes, and walked towards a magnificent building with flying eaves and arches.

In front of the building, there is a windshield wall with fine murals on the walls.

The white clouds are vast, and there are cyclamen riding cranes and riding the white clouds to the sky.

Wei Zhong's gaze swept over the mural, and his face was as usual, and he stepped into the silent temple.

"You're here......"

Hearing the footsteps behind him, the old man standing on the precious carpet turned around leisurely with his hands in his hands, and said straight to the point: "I have something here that you need to do. ”

Wei Zhong stopped two meters away, bowed his head slightly, and maintained respect for Huang He's master and apprentice.

didn't ask what it was, Wei Zhong nodded, and said in a loud voice: "Please master command!"

Syllable!

A scroll fell to the ground and unfolded, turning out to be a portrait of a young man looking ahead, his eyes clear, and a refreshing smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This person is ......" Wei Zhong's pupils shrank.

"Yes, this year's champion has just graduated from the throne, and the "China Five Shows" can no longer fit this big demon king. ”

When Huang He said "Great Demon King", he suddenly became full of ridicule.

"No matter what method you use, as long as you let this demon king disappear from the Chinese realm from now on, this matter will be done!"

The air in the temple was suffocated.

After a while, Wei Zhongfang shook his head, he still didn't ask Huang He why he had to get rid of this young man, "No matter what method is used?" Wei Zhong's eyes were dark, "In the food world, I hope to use a halberd to solve it, this is a sacred rule that all chefs respect!"

"That's the best!"

There was a hint of coldness in the yellow crane's eyes.

"The information about that person is in the bag, you go back and take a look, and you will leave for Shu tomorrow!"

Wei Zhong took the file bag and left.

Another old man came out of the side room, applauded and laughed, and said with a smile: "Brother Huang, I didn't expect you to send Wei Zhong over, he is your first confidant, he is closer and more trustworthy than Ye Feizhou's child, if he accidentally breaks it, Baiyun Pavilion is afraid that it will bleed." ”

Huang He snorted, "Wu Tong, you asked me for someone, and I gave it too, I hope you can keep the agreement and block Xia Qing from that chair!"

"His grandson is in trouble, and if he encounters a strong opponent in front of him, it can be said that he will be difficult to take care of!"

Wu Tong smiled gloomily: "If the Xia clan is revived, with the style of the Xia clan's grandson, we people will not have good fruits to eat!"

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