Bai Feng followed Meng Yun and his party, and they all went to Meng Yun's apartment.

Meng Fei and Qin Shuang, as juniors and masters, were instructed by Meng Yun to cook, and she and Mo Bei were invited to the main hall of the room, Meng Yun smiled and poured a cup of tea for the two.

With the fragrance of tea, like clouds and mist, the smile on Meng Yun's face slowly faded, like a twilight sunset, took a sip of a cup of tea, and sighed faintly......

Teacher Meng...... Something on your mind?"

Bai Feng turned the teacup and asked, Meng Yun's eyes moved slightly, and he nodded, but he didn't say anything, Bai Feng naturally didn't want to ask again.

The three of them sat together and drank tea, the atmosphere was a little dull, and about thirty minutes later, Meng Fei and Qin Shuang came in with four dishes, gently placed them on the table, and then stepped aside, standing respectfully.

Bai Feng swept around, squinted her eyes and sniffed carefully, secretly speechless, she thought that these two people were just apprentices at first, but after seeing the dishes of the two, she knew that these two people already had the strength of no less than the level of domestic chefs.

Meng Yun smiled faintly, pointed to the four dishes, and motioned for Bai Feng to taste them.

Bai Feng nodded with a smile and went to pick up the first dish, and Meng Yun followed to explain.

"This dish is steamed pufferfish!"

"This is mapo tofu!"

"These two dishes are made by my son Meng Fei, and I have to say sorry to you here, after all, this is a dish you invented. By the way, you can taste it, hehe......"

Bai Feng ate one bite of each of the two dishes, closed his eyes, and nodded secretly after chewing carefully.

"Well, yes, the puffer fish is delicate, fresh and fragrant, and the tofu melts in the mouth, but it is very elastic, and this skill should be second to none in China!"

Meng Yun smiled and didn't speak, and pointed to the other two dishes, Bai Feng nodded, and the chopsticks stretched out again, but these two plates were Western food with different styles.

A roast beef with tomato and onion curry, and a snowfish sushi......

"How's it taste?"

"Hmm...... The taste is good, but the skill is slightly insufficient, and I can barely score eight points......"

Meng Yunwan smiled.

"Hehe, it's not easy for you to give eight points. ”

"Teacher Meng is polite, I think it's very rare for your two apprentices to have such skills at this age...... If you are added in the next game, it should be no problem to advance to the top 8!"

After Bai Feng finished speaking, Meng Yun sighed and shook his head with a wry smile.

"Bai Feng, there are no outsiders here today, I won't hide it from you, the next game ...... I'm probably not going to play......"

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

Bai Feng and Mo Bei were both shocked and inexplicable, and their eyes widened in disbelief.

"Why, Mr. Meng, is it because your physical strength can't keep up?"

"Yes, Mr. Meng, the next game is a very critical game, how can you do it if you don't ......"

Meng Yun smiled and pointed to Meng Fei and Qin Shuang beside him.

"It's up to the two of them for the next one, I'...... I...... I actually...... I lost my sense of taste two and a half years ago......"

"Huh?"

"Lost your sense of taste, won't you?"

Bai Feng and Mo Bei stood up with a bang, Meng Fei's eyes were red, and he sighed and explained to the two of them.

"My father is a strong man, no one told anyone about the loss of taste, and he persevered in the first two games, and if he didn't have a sense of taste in the second game, the score should be very high!"

Bai Feng nodded, and said in his heart that this is the case, no wonder Meng Yun didn't drink the soup, it is estimated that a big reason is that he lost his sense of taste......

Meng Yun waved his hand and continued.

"Although each session of the King of Chef Championship is a temporary designated competition rules, but through so many times of the program, the next 16 to 8 competition, is likely to enter the topic, PK showdown! Over the years, in order to make our Chinese food go further, in order to deal with this kind of hellish promotion competition, Qin Shuang has traveled and studied in more than a dozen foreign countries, although her Western food level is not the highest, but she has a deep and wide range of knowledge, and she should be able to take charge in the field of Western food.

And Meng Fei's side, I taught him all the knowledge and culture of Chinese food, including the dishes you invented, I let him learn them, so in the next game, I plan to let the two of them compete!

If the two of them really lose in the competition, then you will continue to move forward until you win the championship!

Bai Feng's heart couldn't be calm anymore at the moment, she didn't even know what to say or say......

Looking at the chubby little old man in front of him, his former kind face now has a touch of awe-inspiring righteousness that people can't refuse!

This is a kind of consciousness that only chefs can understand, a kind of style, a kind of arrogance, a kind of faith that cannot be questioned and underestimated in their own field!

It stands to reason that at his age, with his identity, he doesn't have to fight so hard at all, and he doesn't even need to enter the kitchen, he can use his fame and craftsmanship to spend money and live high in the country.

But he still stands at the pinnacle of Chinese Chinese food, carrying the crumbling banner of Chinese food! Even if he loses his sense of taste for this, he will not hesitate to do so!

"Teacher, I'...... I promise you! but ...... I think that since I want to be the safest, then ...... Why don't we redistribute it and let Mo Bei and Meng Fei be in a group!"

"Huh, Master...... I ......"

Mo Bei blushed a little, he knew that he hadn't reached such a high level......

Bai Feng shook his head with a smile and continued to explain to Meng Yun.

"Teacher Meng, Mo Bei, you also know that although he is a little stupid, he also has unique skills!"

Meng Yun pinched his chin and looked at Mo Bei, and slowly hummed.

"That's right, although Mo Bei has a stubborn personality, his copying ability is the only one I have seen in my life, this is to say, I really need his cooperation, and he must have improved a lot in the past two years, and learned some exclusive and innovative dishes, then let Mo Bei and them work in pairs!"

At 8:30 a.m. on the second day, the big girl on the stage changed into a ** ultra-short transparent silk dress, and Mo Bei had a nosebleed again at this moment......

Seeing Bai Feng's side, Liu Yifan behind him showed a suspicious look, looking a little uneasy, he looked back and forth, but under the oak tree in the distance, he saw Meng Yun lying on a bamboo chair resting leisurely, he couldn't help but be even more puzzled, turned his head and asked his assistant.

"What's going on with the Huaxia team? Why hasn't Meng Yun entered yet?"

His assistant flipped through the roster and stumbled to explain.

"Uh...... Meng Yun seems to have applied to the organizer to change the team members, he withdrew due to physical reasons, and in their group, it seems that there is a ...... named Mo Bei."

"Mo Bei...... Did he give up on his own initiative? Or do you want to be jealous of horse racing?"