On the review table, a mouthful of delicious soup was entered, and he felt the pure vitality in his body directly spread to his limbs and hundreds of bones, Zheng Yi sighed At the same time, a picture suddenly appeared in the depths of his mind. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It was a vast and boundless sea of fire, in which a colorful fire phoenix was suspended, the huge sea of fire was burning, but the fire phoenix was like a spring breeze, wandering in the sea of fire, coming and going freely.

The fire phoenix swam in the sea of fire, and then, the colorful body floating with flames began to distort, and finally, in the depths of Zheng Yi's mind, a graceful fiery red figure was formed.

The figure was graceful and slender, wearing a long fiery red skirt, with a belt around her waist, outlining the brute waist that she held in her hand.

Her demeanor was a little playful, a quirky smile appeared on her beautiful face, and then she seemed to feel something, her long and narrow beautiful eyes swept through the sea of fire, and her figure was displayed, and when she came out again, there was a golden chicken in her hand, flashing golden light...

"Fire Phoenix... I can form such a vision in my mind. As the fire phoenix human form gradually disappeared, Zheng Yi also slowly regained his senses, in a trance, his face was slightly unnatural, after recovering at this moment, he looked at the empty blue and white bowl in front of him, and shook his head with some fear.

At the same time as the vision was formed in his mind just now, Zheng Yi seemed to have a trace of illusion, the moment the fire phoenix appeared, he seemed... There is a dragon qi plus the body.

"Is it born from the heart?" Zheng Yi muttered in his heart, this was the second time he had this illusion, and all of this made the thoughts in his heart more firm, so he looked at Wang Yan's gaze with a hint of hidden deep gratitude.

No one knows Zheng Yi's thoughts, everyone's mood is different, and the artistic conception tasted is also different, and while Zheng Yi is slightly settled, several other people are also immersed in the delicious taste of the phoenix returning to the nest.

The white palm chef has a look of intoxication on his face, and there are also high and low in the Xuanpin, and some high-level Xuanpin masters, in addition to the dishes that can trigger the original appearance of the dishes, according to the different artistic conceptions of each person, the scene will be different.

Of course, not all the dishes cooked by the Xuanpin masters have such ability, even Wang Yan today.

The expressions on the faces of the rest of the others were extremely rich, even Song Qian, the young pavilion master of the Elixir Pavilion, who was immersed in his world while tasting the dishes at the moment.

In the vision in Song Gan's mind, he clasped his hands around his chest, surrounded by many beauties, and on the ground in front of him, Wang Yan was covered in blood and dying, this scene made Song Gan's face show a hideous smile.

With Song Gan's hatred for Wang Yan now, it was already monstrous, and the vision in his mind at this moment made the corners of his lips outline a curvature, and when the smile on his face became more intense, his heart was full of joy, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Wang Yan... Hahahaha, I said I wouldn't let you leave alive..."

Song Qian said in a cruel voice, the smile on his face was full of smiles, and the vision that fell into his mind at this moment was inextricable, he dreamed of killing Wang Yan, but he didn't realize this at all, and as his voice fell, the expressions of several people on the comment stage around him instantly stiffened.

"It's... Is Song Qian crazy? White-eyed wolf, this special person eats the delicious food cooked by others, and says such things, he is really not human. ”

"As a commentator, I actually hate the contestants so much, I think that although this Wang Yan is not kind-hearted, he is also a reasonable person, why does this Song Qian hate him so much?"

"It should be because of the fact that the Supreme Spicy Strip defeated the Explosive Yuan Dan, this Wang Yan is also absolutely right, he can actually cook a delicious product with such an effect, but in this way, it really makes the Elixir Pavilion angry. ”

The people in the audience directly boiled, a pair of eyes with an unbelievable look, and they all fell on the position of commenting on Song Qian, and many people showed anger, the food continent is famous for food, and it has withered so far, and finally a Wang Yan came out, but he was also remembered by the Elixir Pavilion.

"Song Qian... You're out of shape. The chattering sounds of the surrounding crowd kept coming, Zheng Yi's face was a little ugly, his eyes glanced at Song Qian on the side, and said coldly.

"Hmm... What?" Zheng Yi's voice was cold, like a sharp knife, straight into Song Gan's heart, making him sober up instantly, and when his face was blank at this moment, his eyes moved, and he fell on Wang Yan who was not far in front of him, and his face changed suddenly.

"I..." Song Qian regretted it in his heart, faintly remembering the smugness just now, feeling the gaze of the crowd around him, his face became even more unnatural.

"It's just a joke..."Song Gan's face was extremely embarrassed, and he explained again, but the paleness in his voice couldn't hide it.

"Hopefully it's a joke. Zheng Yi said lightly, his eyes swept over Wang Yan, who was standing faintly not far in front of him, without a trace, and immediately waved his hand.

"Let's have a pastry competition. The white-handed chef comprehended, swallowed the delicious soup in his mouth, and said to the two, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan and Jiang Gan both nodded, turned around and walked into the ring.

"Song Gan, you are not in a good state, let's go back and recuperate, there is one more thing, Wang Yan's safety during this period in the imperial capital will be handed over to you in the Elixir Pavilion, if something goes wrong..."Watching the two of them walk into the ring, Zheng Yi said again, and as his voice fell, Song Gan nodded with a bitter smile, but at the same time, his hatred for Wang Yan was incomprehensible.

"He must have done something to make me lose my temper like this... Let's calculate this account slowly. Song Gan's unwilling heart secretly said, he immediately stood up and walked out of the crowd, and the two old men behind him, looking at each other, both showed helplessness, and immediately followed.

As Wang Yan and the others stepped into the ring again, in another ring, the man in white with narrow eyes and the ordinary young man also completed the works in their hands.

The level of the two people's hot dishes is comparable, and it is difficult to distinguish Zhong Bo, and the fried silver cod is called Hua Bazhen Chicken, whether it is the vision or the taste and texture, and even the vitality contained in it, it is also the same essence.

After the two commented on the hot dishes, they returned to the ring again for the final assessment.

The white case, also known as pastry, is a process that is mainly based on flour, cooked alone or with some complementary accessories, making it more wonderful in taste and texture.

In the white case, there are also some ingenious people who have a lot of attainments in the kitchen, plus the quality level of flour, so that while making fancy pasta, it will also absorb some of the vitality between heaven and earth, so as to make the food more delicious.

In the second competition, Jiang Gan was more cautious, careful at every step, and tried to achieve his best state, the pasta he cooked came from plants, and therefore, not only the shape was extremely complicated, but even the final color adjustment was extremely troublesome.

And what Wang Yan chose was also a plant-based shape, such a coincidence also made Jiang Gan extremely cautious, from dough to puff pastry, etc., he tried his best to calm down, so that he could completely show his strength.

In the face of the last item of the semi-finals, the four of them competed again, showing their strengths, hoping to enter the finals, so as to get that half of the chance and get the throne of this year's chef.

Only by obtaining the title of the Chef King can he enter the depths of the palace and try to collect the Xuantian Knife.

Wang Yan's expression was indifferent, with his cooking skills, if he wanted to win Jiang Gan, the problem was not too big, and at this moment his mind gradually fell silent, and the noisy sound in his ears was also eliminated by him.

He poured the medium-grade high-gluten flour into the basin next to him, poured it into the mountain spring water, and began to stir slowly clockwise.

Wang Yan's speed of mixing noodles does not seem to be fast, but in fact it is very peculiar, while pouring mountain spring water left and right, his right hand has already begun to stir seemingly slowly, but at the moment when the mountain spring water in his hand is poured out, the dough that is not as fast as a mirror has already been formed.

This unique skill alone has attracted an uproar of admiration from onlookers, from cold spelling to carving, to delicious cooking, Wang Yan is far ahead of several others, and this last pastry, he has already shown good attainments.

After the dough cake in his hand was formed, he put it aside and ran aground, so that the water and flour were more perfectly integrated, and at the same time, Wang Yan began to make vegetable water.

The production of vegetable water not only adds some chic vegetable flavor to the pasta, but also makes the white dough color when it is made into a variety of shapes.

The audience in the audience looked intently at the four people who began to make pasta above the ring, these four people can be said to be extremely strong existences on Zhao Guoming's face now, there are Wang Yan and the ordinary-looking teenager, the two of them did not have any reputation before, but they showed their prominence in these competitions, and then went smoothly to the present.

It was not until this moment that those viewers who were slightly prejudiced against Wang Yan really knew that the boy in front of him, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old, was not an arrogant person, no matter which branch of the kitchen road, Wang Yan had extremely high attainments.

In the condensation of many eyes, time passed slowly, and an hour later, the four people above the two rings had stopped their movements at this moment, carefully checking the pastry process that was about to be completed.

In the oven in front of Wang Yan, the temperature rises, and a faint fragrance quietly spreads.

"It's almost there..."