"Chen Feng, you are really a fast gunner, it only took half a month to finish filming, or let's shoot another one. In order to justifiably rub the rice, Iron Chivalry said righteously.

Everyone else chimed in: "yes, let's make another one." ”

"Don't shoot, I'm going back to China, and I'll meet again. Chen Feng raised his glass.

Everyone was reluctant to let Chen Feng go, but they also knew that Chen Feng was only here for his honeymoon, and sooner or later he would have to return to Huaxia.

"Chen Feng, it's better for you to stay in the United States. I'll take care of the identity for you. Wolverine suggested.

"My heart is in Huaxia, where I was born and raised, where I belong, here. My heart is empty. Chen Feng smiled.

All the superheroes were silent.

Throughout the month that Chen Feng came to the United States, although it was short, it was very fulfilling.

Xu Jingyun sighed, it is gold, it will shine wherever it is. Even on the other side of the ocean, Chen Feng still can't be an ordinary person.

Wolverine's anorexia is just a trigger, and the real reason is that Chen Feng is too good.

Just one day before Chen Feng was about to return to China, he received a challenge letter from more than a dozen Michelin stars that had joined forces to send Chen Feng.

Chen Feng made a big splash in Times Square, and the impact has not subsided for a whole month, they have been living in the shadow of Chen Feng for a month, and after hearing that Chen Feng is leaving the United States, they realize that it may be too late to make a move.

If Chen Feng leaves, it will be the moment when he becomes a god.

They will never be able to lift their heads, and this is something they absolutely do not want to see, so they have joined forces to justify the entire American food scene.

Wolverine couldn't help but shake his head when he saw the war book: "Are these people here to find abuse?"

"I think so, it's just a shame. Iron Man said.

Chen Feng burned the war book: "The king of food is a name after all, I am not a god, and I don't want to be a god, any god is empty, it's boring." ”

He has no intention of playing at all, and for a game that is already doomed, in Chen Feng's opinion, it is probably boring.

However, Chen Feng underestimated the determination of these people, and more than a dozen Michelin-starred chefs came to Los Angeles and blocked Chen Feng at the airport.

"Chen Feng, you can't go, you coward, you must be afraid of our prestige, so you want to run away, right?"

"If you're scared, admit defeat, apologize, and we'll let you go. ”

Chen Feng smiled: "I still have three hours to get on the plane, if you want to compete." Just hurry up. ”

These people had already prepared everything, and when Chen Feng agreed, several cars drove in, and all kinds of kitchen utensils and stoves were removed.

"Chen Feng, you are Chinese, good at cooking Chinese dishes, I will use Chinese dishes to compare with you, this is a famous Chinese chef, let him compete with you first. The chefs nominated a Chinese-American chef, George.

George put on the chef's clothes: "Chen Feng, I have admired the name for a long time, and I am looking forward to fighting with you." ”

Chen Feng narrowed his eyes slightly: "Didn't I say it, I still have three hours to get on the plane, one by one, it's too troublesome, all of you can go on it together, as long as there is one person who cooks it better than me." I threw in the towel. ”

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.

"Arrogant, you want to compete with more than a dozen three-Michelin-starred chefs at the same time. ”

"It's too arrogant, Chen Feng. It will be enough for me to defeat you alone. ”

Chen Feng walked in front of a stove and turned on the fire: "Let's start, don't say I won't give you a chance." ”

When they saw Chen Feng, their faces became even more ugly. Chen Feng's move is undoubtedly not to take all of them into account.

They also walked up to the stove one after another: "Hmph, Chen Feng, don't say that we are invincible later." ”

"You brought it all on yourself. ”

Just when they were still making a big fuss, Chen Feng had already cooked a bowl of egg fried rice. Covering it with a plate, he glanced at the others and left with Chenchen and Xu Jingyun.

George, the Chinese-American chef, was the first to cook the meal, and when he looked back, he saw that Chen Feng's stove was already empty.

"What about Chen Fengren? ”

Others are also burned one after another. They all gathered in front of Chen Feng's stove.

"This must have been burned by Chen Feng. George lifted the plate that Chen Feng was holding, and suddenly a charming fragrance emanated.

Everyone was impressed by the scent.

"Is this the egg fried rice that makes superheroes crazy? ”

George scooped a spoon and put it in his mouth, and the whole person was stunned: "Why is it so delicious?" ”

When the others saw George's expression, they all tasted it one after another.

A bowl of egg fried rice under their tasting. Soon it was gone.

A few minutes later, they were all heading towards the airport.

Chen Feng is not self-sufficient at all, and has repeatedly saved face for them, but they have always been aggressive. even slandered Chen Feng, and now they know how wrong they are.

Chen Feng's bowl of egg fried rice threw them a few streets.

"It's still too late, I must find Chen Feng to apologize. "George has long legs. Running quickly, he walked to the hall and looked around, just in time to see Chen Feng entering the boarding gate.

A sweet-looking flight attendant said on the radio: "Mr. George heard the announcement, please come to the service desk, and Mr. Chen Feng left a letter for you." ”

George hurried to the help desk. Chen Feng left a letterhead, the content on which was very simple, just a few sentences.

"The Chinese people in the world are one family, and all the chefs who carry forward Chinese cuisine are the real gods of food. ”

George's eyes were red, and he finally understood why Chen Feng was able to cook the dishes so deliciously.

Only a chef who is truly determined to carry forward the cuisine can be able to cook without distractions, and only this kind of person can bring his cooking skills to the extreme.

As the saying goes. Don't forget the original intention, you have to always.

They have all entered a strange circle of competition for fame and fortune.

In front of Chen Feng, they were undoubtedly all overshadowed.

"Chen Feng is the real god of food, I lost. Go down in flames. George looked up and smiled.

He smiled happily, even when he lost.

He lost this tournament and got more.

Those three-Michelin-starred chefs also arrived. Seeing the note left by Chen Feng, everyone had a look of shame on their faces.

In vain, they still want to compete with Chen Feng, and now they know that they are in the realm. Chen Feng had already dumped them a few streets.

Chen Feng followed a flight attendant to the airport and saw an old friend, Mr. Pu.

"Chen Feng, how is it, isn't it a surprise?" said Mr. Pu with a smile.

"Mr. Pu, why are you here. Chen Feng wondered.

"You're really not interesting, you don't want to say hello to my friend when you want to leave, I have to come in person, you go, I don't know when you will be able to eat your egg fried rice again, so you have to fulfill my wish before leaving." Mr. Pu said what he meant.

"Haha, you're really informal. Chen Feng was also happy.

The man in sunglasses greeted several people on Sky One. Mr. Pu's landline.

Shortly after the plane took off, Mr. Pu was served the long-coveted egg fried rice.

At an altitude of 30,000 feet, Chen Feng and several people sat around the dining table, chatting and laughing.

The man in sunglasses was on his side. He was very envious of Chen Feng's treatment, this was the president's plane, and there were no more than two people in the world who had enjoyed this kind of reception.

"Your cooking skills are definitely the best in the world. Mr. Pu took a sip of the '82-year-old Lafite and complimented.

"Sir, I don't dare to be the number one in the world. Chen Feng was not very restrained.

Many people will look very restrained on this occasion, but Chen Feng is very calm, and even talks and laughs, which is a little admired in the eyes of the guards around him.

Returning to Huaxia after a month's absence, Chen Feng received cordial greetings.

Hong Qi greeted Chen Feng's uncle, and the fat man greeted Chen Feng's family.

"Do you know how I've spent this month?" Hong Qi angrily lashed out at Chen Feng: "My mouth has faded out of the bird." ”

The fat man touched his round belly: "I lost ten pounds in a month." ”

Without Chen Feng's delicacies, these people are miserable.