"What are they going to do? Do they want to cook crocodile food? Wouldn't www.biquge.info know that the meat of crocodiles in the pastures of the Black Forest, although fat, is extremely difficult to handle, how can it be done in an hour? A diner with little luggage said curiously, he could see the scene clearly.

"It seems very likely, it seems that this group of little guys from the Academy of Gastronomy are very skilled. Otherwise, I wouldn't choose a crocodile from the Black Forest to cook. Although the meat of these crocodiles is extremely fat and elastic, if it is not handled well, the ingredients will definitely be damaged. An old man with a somewhat bloated figure and a worried face said.

"So, let's see how these little ones make their dishes!" said a smiling guest standing beside a few people who had nothing to do.

A few guests were constantly discussing, but the chef students who participated in the preliminary round did not relax at all.

The ghost king, who had just taken the crocodile head in his hand, began to dispose of the crocodile's head without thinking.

Take out the tweezers and pull out all the crocodile's teeth. Take out a small slicing knife and quickly peel the skin along the wound in the crocodile's mouth. When the skin next to the crocodile's mouth was cut open, the already large part was cut, and the ghost king's left hand directly pressed the meat leaking from the crocodile's head and pulled it out with his right hand. The skin of a hideous crocodile head was immediately peeled off, leaving a crocodile head pressed against the stove.

Some of the people around were timid and turned around on the spot when they saw such a bloody scene. But there are still a large number of daring adults who stayed to watch how the ghost king dealt with the crocodile head.

The crocodile skin was placed in a huge pressure cooker next to it, and the water was poured into it and boiled quickly. Without stopping, the Ghost King picked up the slicing knife and began to separator the meat on the crocodile's head with ease. Nearly ten minutes later, everyone saw the crocodile head, which was as tight and stiff as copper skin, had been completely separated and clean. All that was left was a lone crocodile skull on the board, and a mountain of crocodile meat piled up on a huge plate.

"It's horrible! As far as I know, the flesh of crocodiles in the Black Forest pastures can be hard, as hard as copper skin to cut. This little guy was so easy that he cut it into slices of meat as if he were cutting sashimi. What strength and arm strength, is this guy the devil at all!" said a man who was already shaking his teeth in amazement.

"It's not a devil at all, it's a bunch of devils. A woman behind her said sarcastically directly.

"Why do you say that?" said the man, with a look of horror.

"This little guy is just cutting the crocodile meat piece by piece, what are you doing with the big tall man behind me?" said the woman with an understatement, but his heart was like a thunderbolt for a long time.

As the woman spoke, the man couldn't help but turn his gaze behind him.

The chef behind the woman was King Kong, who was pounding desperately at a pile of crocodile meat in front of him with two human-thick sticks.

Due to the firmness of the crocodile's flesh, it is very elastic. King Kong wielded the two very large wooden sticks, which made a clatter as they struck the crocodile's flesh.

The sound of colliding with each other made the onlookers around them feel a pain in their ears, and they could only cover their ears to relieve their pain.

"Is there any mistake! Is this guy going to beat this crocodile meat into a puree? This difficulty is not ordinary!" This shocking scene directly watched the man who was a little stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he kept leaking.

"And that's just the tip of the iceberg, and these gastronomic students aren't normal people. The little girl who had just snatched the crocodile meat with the tall man was now grinding the crocodile bones with a stone mill over there!

The man who screamed in horror was directly dumbfounded when he heard the old man's words, but his hands were waving desperately and he couldn't stop.

Those who heard the old man's words immediately turned their gaze to the scales.

At this time, Tianping, who was dressed extremely hot and attractive, was standing next to a stone mill that was 3 meters long, and she was desperately pushing the stone mill beside her. There was a small section of crocodile's leg bone in the mouth of the stone mill, and as the balance continued to push, the crocodile leg bone and the stone mill were crushed into powder little by little.

"Rustling", a little crocodile bone powder slowly flowed into a basin along the discharge port of the stone mill.

"This little girl has so much strength, I really don't know what he is going to do, how can he crush the crocodile's bones so delicately?" said the glorious old woman curiously.

"I know this little girl, in the outside world she is called the daughter of spices. I think she's trying to use this crocodile bone meal as a spice in this delicacy, I'm pretty much waiting to see what happens!" said an old gluttonous next to him excitedly.

"I'm drooling a little bit as I listen. Do you know what's done? I'm drooling. A greedy aunt who was already wiping her saliva over there asked eagerly.

"Not to mention, there are really people over there who have done it. You walk towards the American flag in that hotel, right next to that flag. That's a delicate and lovely little girl making sashimi there, her sashimi is made! With a little wild pepper and a little sea salt, it's really spicy with a hint of saltiness, saltiness with bitterness, and bitterness with sweetness. It's like being in samsara, you can't let go of it, but you can't leave. It's like indulging in fascination, but I'm really too stingy to give me two finger-thick sashimi and ask me for 1 judgment coin. An uncle who was chewing sashimi there despite his rude image kindly reminded, and after speaking, he picked up a piece of sashimi and dipped it in the dipping sauce fiercely, and stuffed it into his open mouth.

Hearing the uncle's conversation, these diners around them spread their legs as if they had found a purpose in life, and ran towards the location of the hotel's flagbar. If someone who doesn't know sees it, they think that this group of people is fleeing.

"Is there any mistake, is it just stealing business?" The student chef, who had just finished cooking, immediately scolded when he saw the posture.

"Don't talk nonsense there! Hurry up and solicit guests! If you don't solicit no more meat, I see that it will be a problem if you can drink the soup or not. A companion next to him quickly reminded, and then prepared his own food.