Although this woman has the face of Sister Feng and the figure of Sister Furong, she stood out among the talented chefs with her ghostly knife skills and won the championship of the second World Culinary Competition.

The most amazing and admirable thing is that in the face of the reward of the champion, that is, to make a wish to the six immortals and get what she wants, Zi ignored it, and in front of everyone back then, she just claimed very conceited that she was just bored to come out to play.

It is conceivable that when Zi said such arrogant words, I don't know how many chefs were so embarrassed and indignant that they almost wanted to find her desperately!

From this point, it can be seen that Zi is a very conceited chef, so after realizing that Yang Ming has not been serious about the competition, staring at herself all the way, she must be stealing from the master to learn the arts, with her conceit, where can she recognize it!

didn't smash the field in public, it was already considered to be giving face to the six immortals!

But this doesn't mean that Zi will give Yang Ming face!

There was a vicious aura between the eyebrows, quite a feeling of the reincarnation of the dominatrix, and a wild momentum hit the face like a storm, which couldn't help but make Yang Ming's heart feel surprised.

Zi glared at Yang Ming viciously, "If you look at the old lady again, believe it or not, I gouged out your eyes!"

Yang Ming: "......"

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth twitched fiercely, and he was speechless and complained.

Although he is not discriminatory in appearance, but you have the face of Sister Feng, the bucket body of Sister Furong, and your every move is like a Godzilla, so sorry for the audience, who will look at you!

Seeing that Yang Ming was silent, he raised his chin quite conceitedly, his eyes looking high at the sky, and he looked invincible.

However, she does have conceited capital, and with her amazing knife skills alone, she has already entered the hall, which can be described as a generation of grandmasters.

At this time, the rest of the chefs had already presented the finished dishes to the six immortals one by one.

It's a pity that they are very tragic, either the food does not fit the theme, or the level of cooking is not as delicious as the bitter black chicken rice, and it is ruthlessly washed down.

They walked down the referee's seat one by one in frustration, and when they passed Yang Ming, they saw that he still didn't start the game, and they couldn't help but feel very unbalanced and angry!

Fortunately, among countless chefs, they can stand out through the first round of difficult interviews, and few of them who come to the second round are fools, and there is no such brainless ridicule.

One of the nimble-minded chefs smiled sadly and said to Zi: "Master Zi, you don't have to be angry, presumably with your level, Yang Ming, a yellow-haired boy, will not be able to beat it in his life!"

It's really a pot that doesn't mention which pot, and the original posture was already going to put it down, but it was unexpectedly brought up again, and a lot of anger suddenly ignited in his heart.

She first glared viciously at the chef who had spoken, and then looked at Yang Ming conceitedly, the corners of her mouth raised high, revealing a cruel mocking smile.

"Boy, my mother is not only good at knives!"

As she spoke, she pulled out a slender and sharp knife, as smooth as a peer cloud, and like an incomparably precise machine, cutting through the beef with precision and delicacy, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, the beef with long and thin hair was cut, like a weeping willow messy in the wind, and the goddess scattered flowers and landed on the white plate.

It's hard to imagine that a woman so fat with a waist circumference no different from a bucket, her hands are filled with fat, and she looks so bloated, but she has such a light knife work!

It's amazing!

It seems that in her hands, the knife is no longer a knife in the ordinary sense, but a pen in the hands of the writer, embellishing the gorgeous chapters!

If you look closely, you can even be horrified to find that each cut shredded beef is not only thin and long, but also the length and size of each one are unexpectedly consistent!

What a careful thinking and delicate mind it takes to do this!

For example, it seems that everyone can write, but few people can do it, and their own writing is fast, and it must be as formal as the words typed by the computer!

Then, Zi put the shredded beef into a bucket, which already had a prepared bucket of condiments, and she scrubbed the shredded beef like chopsticks, incorporating all kinds of condiments into it.

Then, it's time to show off your skills!

When Zi took out the shredded beef, it had changed dramatically and turned into white shredded meat.

Zi's hands changed rapidly, because the speed was too fast, it gave people an illusion, as if at this moment into a thousand-armed Guanyin stretched out countless hands, as if magical, in a dazzling movement, the original scattered mass of flesh was actually mixed into a sparse and dense ball of flesh by her.

When all this dust settled, Yang Ming couldn't believe his eyes, and couldn't stop wiping his eyes, trying to see if he was dazzled.

But the truth is so cruel, even if Yang Ming wiped his eyes countless times, everything in front of him is still there!

What the hell is this?

It's a ball of marshmallows!

Judging from this appearance alone, it is no different from a real marshmallow!

If it weren't for Yang Ming's staring at the posture for a long time, I'm afraid he wouldn't believe that this is actually made of shredded beef!

Yang Ming was not the only one who was so surprised, when Zi finished the work in his hand, the uproar from the surrounding chefs and the audience below came up like a wave.

It's nothing short of a gastronomic wonder!

It is even more outstanding than the black chicken rice made by the bitter one, and it is not only close to the theme of "invisible" dishes, but also innovative.

It's not nonsense, if you haven't seen her production process, the ghost knows that this is a marshmallow made of shredded beef, of course, "I can't see it"!

Seeing this, the eyes of the Six Dao Immortals lit up, and they couldn't help but have an unprecedented expectation in their hearts, I don't know what this unique marshmallow will taste like?

"It's really curious!"

The Six Dao Immortals took a sip of tea to moisten their throats and were ready to taste this dish!

The "marshmallow" is carefully placed on the plate, as if it were a precious porcelain, for fear of accidentally breaking it.

When she passed in front of Yang Ming, she couldn't help but turn her head, the corners of her mouth hooked a mean arc, and she looked at Yang Ming with a particularly conceited look, "This is not the place where a yellow-haired boy like you should come, go back to where you came from, or your mother will be happy to take you into her arms and feed you!"

Since ancient times, only women and villains cannot be offended, and at this moment, Yang Ming really understands this truth.

(This dish is available in reality, but I ate it a long time ago, and I forgot what it was made of...... ）