After Shao'an fell asleep with the mysterious crockpot, the other four chefs in the arena fell asleep one after another after selecting the ingredients and getting ready. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The night is very long, and it is best to use the preliminary preparation, and the time for acceptance is noon the next day, so no one will be stupid enough to make an entry in the middle of the night.

In the middle of the night, the variables in the arena came, the witch Zhilin woke up from sleep, she was not a generous woman, when Shao An destroyed her against the little master, she already held a grudge against Shao An, and now was the time for her revenge.

She moved her steps gently, and slowly approached Shao'an's location under the cover of night, her purpose was naturally to destroy Shao'an's ingredients, and the primary target must be the crockpot that Shao'an hugged tightly even when he slept.

She approached Shao'an, then took out a glass bottle from the cloth bag she was carrying, opened the lid, and sprinkled the powder content into the jar in Shao'an's arms.

After doing all this, she showed a heartfelt smile, no matter what was in the other party's crockpot, as long as it was mixed with the condiments she threw out, then it would be impossible to make good dishes, she could frankly admit that Shao'an was useless, and her perfect revenge.

When the witch Zhilin returned to her stove satisfied, Shao'an, who had closed her eyes, opened her eyes, and he brought the crockpot in front of him and sniffed it, and suddenly understood.

What Zhilin put in may be a disaster for other chefs, but it is not a big deal for Shao'an, isn't it just a half-bottle of dust?

Shao An continued to fall asleep holding the crockpot unconcernedly.

At about 3 a.m. the next morning, Shaoan woke up and walked towards the cistern in the examination room with a clay pot......

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At around 6:30 a.m., all the chefs present woke up one after another, and now it was time for the final sprint, and it was time to prepare the ingredients for the night.

Xiao Han stretched his sturdy body, and then he couldn't wait to start his own production of the theme noodles.

A living ox with a rope on its nose ring was tied to the side, and Xiao Han picked up his kitchen utensils, a pair of kitchen knives that were chained together.

I saw that he held the two kitchen knives tightly with both hands, and the green tendons on his arms suddenly appeared, and after a loud shout, the blade slashed across the body of the scalper.

Shao An looked at each other with interest, he was really happy to see a good show to watch in the early morning.

The little master was surprised that Xiao Han actually had such terrible strength, and generally speaking, the cattle were killed alive with long iron thorns directly inserted into the heart of the cow.

Xiao Han's simple and direct slaughter staged a good show for everyone, and after wiping off the dirt on his hands, he snorted towards the four people in viewing mode.

"See, this fresh beef will be my weapon to defeat you. Xiao Han said with great certainty.

In the face of Xiao Han's provocation, the four chefs present had their own attitudes, Shao An smiled without saying a word, Lan Feihong smiled slightly, Zhi Lin looked disdainful, and the little master was aroused with infinite fighting spirit.

Zhilin also started to do it, and the ingredients she chose were also very out-of-the-box, mostly unconventional ingredients such as field chicken, cuttlefish, and snakes.

Shao An saw her every move in his eyes, and couldn't help but smile, this woman is really good at acting, obviously relying on that thing, and deliberately choosing so many out-of-the-way ingredients to mislead others.

“bang！”

Zhilin's homemade cannon successfully exploded, attracting everyone's attention, and she proudly collected the powder obtained after the explosion, which was the essence of her dependence, and she seemed to have foreseen that wonderful moment.

Lan Feihong raised the potato in his hand towards Shao An, and then smiled slightly and began to peel the potato skin. His intention was simple, he wanted to tell Shaoan that he had started.

Shao An retracted his gaze, since the opponent had already started to move, it was time for him to start doing it.

He took out a bamboo chopstick and stirred it lightly in the crockpot, and when he felt the sensation coming from the chopsticks, he no longer hesitated.

Simply dumped the mysterious ingredients in the crockpot into the iron pot.

Shao'an's actions naturally attracted the attention of the other chefs, and they all turned their eyes to the iron pot, and the ingredients that had always made them curious finally saw the light.

"What is this?" exclaimed the four chefs at the same time.

The mysterious ingredient in the iron pot is actually a pot of white, slightly viscous liquid.