Li Han and the five Lin-level judges were drenched in sweat because of the flames of nothingness. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

This scene is very similar to the situation when [Burst Flame] just broke through the purple frame and entertained Smith and Lancelot, but the difference is that in the finals of the Sapporo competition 'Special Chef Competition', Xia Yu's flame cooking skills have broken through to the golden frame, and chefs of different realms were dragged into the illusion of flames just because of the steam that spewed out of the fried noodles.

The Lin class is not yet able to resist.

Sink.

When Xia Yu handed them the chopsticks, he observed silently, and immediately praised the golden frame [Burst Flame] in his heart-

Just one word, no need to say more.

"My own recipes, my own dishes!"

He picked up the microphone on the ground and tried it, and the microphone was functioning normally, so there was such a sentence.

Hearing this, Li Han's eyes widened and said, "Xia's unification of the Seven Kingdoms fried noodles?"

"Your recipes, your personal dishes?"

Li Han wanted to laugh.

But the facial muscles tensed, and he pulled hard, and there was a very stiff smile at the corner of his mouth.

I really can't laugh.

"Xia's Seven Kingdoms Unified Fried Noodles"?

Is there such a recipe?

The seven countries unify fried noodles, and the default prefix can only be Li or Ya.

But Xia Yu's performance before made Li Han's heart feel like a boulder, heavy.

In the field of vision, there was a plate of golden fried noodles in the "color", which was not inferior to his at all, Li Han observed it carefully, and suddenly shook.

"That's not right!"

The five judges have already used chopsticks to clip noodles to the plate.

But the strange thing is that no matter how the five pairs of chopsticks are clamped, there is only "one" of the noodles, and the chopsticks are scrambling and fighting, and the situation is a little chaotic for a while. In the end, Shinichiro Furukawa, the chief judge in the center, sweated on his forehead, clicked hard with his chopsticks, and first cut off one of the noodles he had picked up, and the plate in his hand was also occupied because of a ball of rolled noodles.

The lens gives a close-up of the "one" face in due course.

The wide noodles are gone, replaced by braids made of wide noodles.

Furukawa Shinichiro's eyes are lit up by a golden braid.

Appetite, clearly visible in the pupils.

No more hesitation.

"Suck-"

The mouth sucked into the noodles, and the cheeks suddenly bulged.

In an instant, the head and the upper body leaned back vigorously, and the green tendons bloomed on the forehead and neck, and the chief judge felt that he had swallowed the flame tornado in one gulp, and whew, the hair that had been combed back suddenly exploded.

Chew!

Poof, poof!

The sound of water is clearly heard, and the lips and teeth are full of thick and hot juice!

"Ahh

Can't help but growl.

"Satisfied!"

The executive chairman and chief judge of the Sapporo race, who gave a sense of elegance and calmness, actually spat out the word "satisfaction" with a distorted expression, exaggerated and even a voice-changing tone.

The audience was stunned, but they didn't expect the other four judges to echo and shout one by one, hysterical:

"Satisfied!"

"Satisfied!"

Four roars echoed each other, and the arena was eerily silent.

Whew, whew, whew.

Even Andrea, the 'burning purple rose' who gives people the noble and elegant feeling of a princess, is also chewing heavily, and the melon seed face, which is as delicate as an artistic carving, is completely deformed:

"Delicious!"

A mass of flesh twitched on his face, the elasticity of the collapse when his teeth bit through the braid, the frenzied taste, and the lava juice gushing out as the braids crumbled.

Sea bream, flounder.

Cabbage, vermicelli, bamboo shoots.

The thick juice of these ingredients was scorched hot by the flames.

Whew.

The sensation of being scorched spreads from the mouth, from the esophagus, to the atrium. Andrea's red lips were trembling, and she sucked and ate a braid on the plate in one go, and her small mouth kept exhaling sultry breaths: "Ahhhh

"Melted!"

'Dragon Trainer' Starr didn't say a word, but simply held a chopstick in each hand.

Ding-bell.

The chopsticks are tapping on the white plate in front of them, and a pleasant and rhythmic sound comes out—

The stars are moving.

A world of culinary delicacies created by the chef immersed the five judges.

A magnificent ancient palace, where hundreds of officials gathered.

It seems to be the scene of some grand ceremony.

Andrea came back from her trance and found that the sweat on her body was gone, and she was not so sticky.

She looked at herself and was immediately stunned.

On her body is a costume with a strong Chinese style of painting of ancient female officials, and in front of her is a large elegant shelf, full of bronze bells of different sizes. In her right hand, she holds a small wooden hammer that rings the bell, and in her left hand is a long club.

You don't need any sheet music.

The sense of rhythm grows in the heart, and Andrea uncontrollably, holding a small wooden hammer to strike the bronze chimes on the shelf one by one.

Clang!

A crisp sound spread through the temple.

It seemed that she could detect the gaze of the civil and military officials and the figure wearing the dragon robe and the crown on the seat, and Andrea's heartstrings tightened, and she seemed to be unable to breathe.

"What ...... this?"

Not far away, suddenly several figures gradually became clear.

'Dragon Trainer' Start stood in front of a big drum on the steps outside the temple, holding a drumstick, he raised his eyes and suddenly breathed cold air, as far as he could see, there were all soldiers and armor, black flags fluttering, and the cold face of a famous Qin warrior was very real in his eyes.

"Huh?"

Luther also opened his eyes, and in front of him was an ancient musical instrument called the '缶'.

Adelaide is in the palace, and what he holds in his hand is 'Sheng'.

Shinichiro Furukawa, the chief judge, was the last to appear, kneeling on the ground with a low table in front of him, and looking back to see behind him a musician who was also seated.

When Andrea subconsciously rang the chime, the other four judges were also under the manipulation of the darkness, beating the drums, or beating the strings, or blowing the sheng, or leading the musicians to play the harmonic songs......

The drums beat magnificently.

The sound was low and heavy.

The sheng flute, the qin and the song, as if the picture of the mountains and rivers unfolded.

When the rites and music rang out, a group of foreign envoys walked up the stairs and stopped at the temple gate, and the first man with a map of Yan in his arms looked up at the plaque hanging on the temple gate, and silently recited in his heart-

"Xianyang Palace!"

The melody turns sharply tense and high.

The soldier who presented the map actually pulled out a dagger, and the palace became a mess.

The five judges were just spectators of historical fragments, and soon, the assassins failed, and the King of Qin returned to the throne with a blood-stained sword in his hand, and said in a low voice: "On the same day, the army will cross the Yishui and destroy the Yan-"

The screen turns again.

The last Qi State of the Six Kingdoms collapsed, and the ancient land finally completed the first great unification in history.

Finally, there is Mount Tai Feng Zen.

Under the altar, five judges witnessed Qin Shi Huang's canonization ceremony.

"Called lonely, widowed ......"

I returned to Xianyang Palace.

In the depths of the gloomy palace, a generation of emperors sat lonely on the throne, high up, in the crown bead curtain and jade algae, revealing a pair of deep and distant eyes, as if overlooking the magnificent rivers and mountains.

"Called a lonely man?"

Hokkaido Jingukan.

The five judges woke up one after another, and their eyes were all shocked.

They feel that the emperor of the food world is like the most real ancestor emperor.

But is that really the case?

And......