"Oh, the whole family has brought it here, don't be so ashamed as before."

Hearing this, whether it was Lin Xiaoyun or Lin's father and Lin's mother, their faces showed a trace of ugliness. This person is not only impolite when he speaks, but even has a bit of a sense of insulting people in public.

Chen Zhiming was also angry, he glanced at that Li Dong coldly: "Hehe, Li Dong didn't bring his son over today, it's strange, wasn't your son talking just now?" ”

What Li Dong said just now was already a gaffe, and Chen Zhiming directly insulted the other party, no matter how big or small, he was as ignorant as his son.

Although he didn't use swear words in his mouth, Chen Zhiming's words still made Li Dong's face ugly, and he also understood that what he just said in his own identity was a bit excessive and not in line with his identity.

"Mr. Chen is really joking, the game has begun, let's wait and see. In recent years, you have not been a good cook, I hope you can turn over this time! Glancing at Lin Feng behind Chen Zhiming, this Li Dongpi left without smiling.

The eye-catching people left, and several other people who were familiar with Chen Zhiming also came to say hello. Life is like that, you will have enemies and enemies, and of course you will have partners and friends.

Lin Feng shook his head at the back of that Li Dong, thinking that he, the chef immortal, had come over, and he was embarrassed to make a fool of himself?

The competition has officially begun, the first round of the competition is in full swing, more than 40 stoves are blazing, the knife light is flickering at every turn, the sound of stir-frying crackles, and there is the thud of someone chopping bones.

As for the playing field, there are all kinds of materials, crawling on the ground, flying in the sky, swimming in the water, as long as it is all the ingredients you can think of, there are basically everything. Of course, it is impossible for you to take out what is forbidden by the state.

There are also some people who are ready to make some strange dishes, afraid that the competition side will not prepare those special ingredients, they are all their own, and some people even run over with a large piece of ice.

Things that you don't usually see can be seen now, crocodile meat, shark fins, and even some birds that can't be called have been put on the cutting board.

Chen Zhiming took the family to find a place and sat down, Lin Feng's eyes were calm, he scanned the whole audience, and subconsciously used his divine sense to explore this huge Fengyue Square. Ever since he offended that bullshit Heavenly Soul Organization, Chen Zhiyuan had solemnly warned Lin Feng that that Heavenly Soul Organization had great powers and would definitely find Lin Feng to take revenge.

The majesty of the Heavenly Soul cannot be provoked, Lin Feng is such a lonely person, and he refuses to join the Dragon Soul, offending the Heavenly Soul will definitely not end well, this kind of soft persimmon Heavenly Soul is not used to pinch and stand up by the way, isn't it a waste?

The Divine Sense basically scanned the entire Fengyue Square, and after finding no abnormality in the scanning, Lin Feng lowered his gaze to the game.

Although only about 40 people participated in the first round of the competition, it was still possible to barely see how good these people were in cooking.

"These people are indeed the elite among ordinary chefs." Lin Feng suddenly opened his mouth and said to the bangs beside him.

"Haizi, you are still under a lot of pressure in this competition, the emphasis is on participation, the emphasis is on participation!"

Liu Hai looked helpless when he heard Lin Feng's words, he touched his big oily bald head, and said with a wry smile: "I said chef, let's not bring such a shocking thing, okay, I have been practicing hard for so many years, and my level has also improved." ”

Lin Feng shook his head, a little unbearable to hit this former chef who was a good eater, and continued: "If you are improving, others are also improving, maybe others have made greater progress than you." ”

When it comes to cooking, Lin Feng is really at the peak, others have worked hard for decades at most, but Lin Feng has been a "kitchen immortal" in the cultivation world for hundreds of years, and his vision is extremely vicious.

Basically, Lin Feng's eyes swept away, and when he saw the actions of others when cutting vegetables and the actions of controlling the heat when stir-frying, he was able to judge the chef's cooking skills at once.

According to Lin Feng's rough judgment, among this batch of forty-six chefs, there are three or four who are comparable to Liu Hai's cooking skills, and there is even one cooking skill that can compare to Jin Wei, who came to eat last time to make trouble.

Although it is said that the cooking skills are comparable to bangs, it is not necessarily possible to win bangs, the victory or defeat is only five or five, and maybe bangs have defeated them all. But another way of thinking is that the other party's cooking skills are comparable to bangs, and if the bangs are unlucky, then it is the existence of the bottom.

Since they are both five-five, the probability of the first and the penultimate is the same in a sense.

When the results of the first round of the competition came out, as Lin Feng expected, it was indeed the guy whose cooking skills were comparable to Jin Wei's highest score.

Several judges gave different scores, and in the end, that player's score was 90 points!

The rest of the contestants were all around eighty-five points, and there was even one guy who scored below eighty points and only scored eighty-eight points. As the only penultimate runner below eighty, the middle-aged contestant blushed with his head down, and almost shoved his head into the stove in embarrassment.

Lin Feng nodded, and basically knew everything about this game. It's not that Lin Feng is arrogant, at the level of these people, he can win the first place with one hand.

"Haizi, it's the second round soon, come on, work hard, don't embarrass us!" Chen Zhiming cheered up the bangs at the right time, and relieved the pressure on the other party by the way: "You don't have to be pressured, it's really not good, there is Lin Feng behind you to press the formation, let's eat for the sky and won't lose this time!"

Liu Hai smiled with a cheeky smile: "Boss, don't worry, how can I be stressed, isn't there still a chef on top of the sky when the sky falls, this is the most stress-free competition I have participated in." It's all about participation, it's about participation, hehe! ”

Lin Feng rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "You guy, if you can't get more than eighty-seven points, you will be punished for a month's plate!"

As the chef who eats for the sky, Lin Feng really has the right to punish bangs to wash the dishes. Washing dishes is still light, and if you want to get a salary, you have to do it when you punish him to go to the toilet.

"Eighty-seven?" Bangs had a bitter face, and walked to the battlefield a little tangled. With his level, there is absolutely no pressure to score 85 points, but it is a bit difficult to get more than 87 points.

These judges are well-known gourmets in the industry, and there are basically no mistakes. After their tasting, if the food he made was only worth eighty-five points, it would definitely not give you eighty-six points for a long time.

However, the level of bangs should be between eighty-five and eighty-seven points, and if you are lucky, you can indeed get eighty-seven points if you play for a long time.

If you're unlucky, there's no way, just go and brush the dishes obediently.

As soon as Bangs came on the stage, many people set their eyes on him, as Chen Zhiming's signature, many people have already known Liu Hai's big bald head.