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The originally noisy gymnasium was quiet for a moment, and then it was violently pumping, and the air in the venue was stirred, and a whirlwind blew like a whirlwind on the ground, and even the eyes of the people in front of the TV widened.

Twelve kinds of main materials taken from a certain part of different animals, hundreds of lists of traditional Chinese medicines, and two lists appeared on the big screen clearly, not only the audience was stunned, but even the other chefs in the ring were also stunned.

Ju went downstairs in front of the TV

"Uncle Xiao is amazing! So many ingredients can be fused in one furnace, and this cooking skill has improved a lot compared to when I was in China! ”

"Twelve kinds of yang things combined with hundreds of yin attribute medicinal herbs, yin and yang are harmonized, if there is no mistake in it, this dish ...... It should be a medicinal diet, which can play a role in strengthening the body and maintaining health! ”

Senior brother Lin Minghao said, by the way, to explain the effect of Fengyuchen's dish to the senior brothers and juniors present.

"Not bad! Not bad! It seems that a signature dish will appear soon in our chrysanthemum downstairs! Second Senior Brother Zhu Yu had a smile on his face, staring at the wisps of cigarettes rising from the purple casserole on the screen, his eyes lit up.

Except for the occasional cooking in the chrysanthemum, he is managing finances at the rest of the time, and there is such a dish, and the daily sales must not fly up!

China is not as good as foreign countries, whip cuisine has been used for medicinal diets or added to dishes hundreds of years ago, but it is not like foreigners, who eat in large gulps and shout vulgar.

"Stop making a fuss, watch TV!"

Song Xue, the only woman in Feng Fengchen's generation and the third in line, said dissatisfiedly, these guys are too noisy, delaying her watching!

"This judge is really not up to standard, the little junior brother's cooking can't be asked for by others, and this guy still has a disgusted expression!" Song Xue saw the faces of the judges who were about to comment on the screen, and patted the chair angrily.

As the most skilled chef in the morning of Ju downstairs except for Lan Xin, the dishes he makes are hard to find here, and each dish is not only expensive, but also has to be reserved in advance, otherwise it depends on his mood to eat.

There are only a few super-chefs in China, and the older generation has long stopped doing it, and occasionally cooking dishes for their own families to taste, and ordinary people can eat it.

A dish can be bought for tens of thousands, and a table of wine is not worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, I'm afraid I can't eat it!

This is also the reason why Zhu Yu's eyes lit up when he saw the dish made by Feng Fengchenchen at this moment, he had already made a plan, when Feng Fengchen returned to China, how could this dish have to be priced at 100,000 yuan, whether he likes to eat it or not!

The audience in front of the TV was already stunned, and the scene exploded.

Don't say anything else about a dish, just the ingredients reach hundreds of kinds, you have to be convinced by this, you can't be convinced! It's all out of the earth and into the universe!

"Yuuji...... Have we met this person recently? Feel like the breath on his body is familiar, huh? In the corner of the gymnasium that no one could see, the two people who had a relationship with Feng Fengchen were watching the audience.

As many as 300,000 people gathered in the entire stadium, so many people can make the eyes of countless demons hot, and if you don't take precautions, a sudden attack by demons can cause world-class panic.

In the face of this sudden large-scale competition, the island country's Yinyangliao dispatched a lot of in-service onmyoji to be stationed here, and laid knots everywhere in the entire gymnasium, and even the strongest twelve heavenly generals of the island country invited four, just arranged into a four-elephant array to cover this area.

"Xana, look at the box next to that person, is it the same as the spirit kitchen I met a few days ago!" Yuji Sakai, who was reminded, looked at the No. 5 ring, and he noticed the safe that Feng Fengchen was carrying.

"Araster, take a look at it, if this person is the spirit chef you mentioned last time!" Xia Na became excited, even if it wasn't that person, as long as it was a spirit chef, if you caught him, you could get a gift package in Yinyang Liao, and you could eat a lot of high-end pineapple bread!

Why still pineapple bread? This question has to be asked to Xana herself!

Xana: No Road Race! No Road Race! I just love pineapple bread! Comments?

"That's right! The aura that surrounds him is indeed that gentleman! Arastel mused.

"Great!" Shana jumped up happily, her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, and the figure of Feng Fengchen was reflected in her eyes, and a bunch of delicious pineapple bread appeared!

When Arastel sensed the wind and rain in the morning, he himself was also aware of it, and then the voice of the two sunspots sounded in his head.

"Xiao Yuchen, an onmyoji has noticed you, be careful, it's very troublesome to meet these psychics!" The two sunspots spirit body returned to the Morning Dew Knife, and its perception and ability have also become stronger, if it encounters the demon that appeared that night, it can completely destroy these scum with one sword!

"Trouble...... Hey, I'll pay attention! These two troublesome words made Feng Fengchenchen feel entangled, until after coming to the island country, he found that these two words were entangled with him, like a bullshit plaster, he couldn't get rid of it!

In the ring

Looking at the judges who were a little stunned, or didn't know how to start, looking at his helpless appearance, Feng Fengchen said lightly: "Can you comment on my cuisine?" ”

"Ugh!" The judge who was asked came back to his senses, looked at the purple casserole with a quaint atmosphere, he hesitated for a moment, and was about to make the next move, when suddenly a voice sounded next to the No. 5 ring.

"Xu boy, come down, I'll help you comment on this dish!" Standing under the ring and speaking was a white-haired old man, on his chest, with one more logo than the rest of the judges.

--Three-star judge of the Cuisine Association!

The sudden sound not only attracted the attention of the chef in the ring, but also attracted the attention of most of the audience, and even the photographer gave a close-up, showing the appearance of the old man on the big screen, especially the logo on his chest.

"Huh!" Looking at the old man, Feng Fengchen was shocked.

He knew this person, it was the old man who met in Hojolou, and he still remembered that the other party owed him a big meal, and if that business card was not wrong, the old man's name was Tang Yu.

"Donald, you have to comment on this dish!"

The judges standing in front of the Fengyuchen cooking table let out a sigh, and their tense expressions relaxed.

He was worried that he didn't know how to comment on this dish, but since someone stood up, he was naturally willing to let this problem out: "Donald will leave it to you, to be honest, I really don't know how to evaluate this dish!" ”

Tang Yu smiled, his eyes stared at the purple casserole, his eyes looked like he couldn't move away, his heart was trembling, and his mind kept echoing, the light of cooking! This is the light of cooking! What a rich glow!

The ring that Tang Yu was in charge of had already chosen a winner, otherwise he wouldn't have noticed the vision here in Fengyuchen.

The old man seemed to be old, but he walked very steadily, walked to the ring in a few steps, and staggered to the cooking table with the judge surnamed Xu to Fengyuchen.

"Can I taste it?" Tang Yu's tone was respectful.

In the face of the dishes he makes, the chef who can emit such a rich light of cuisine, he gives the other party a high respect, and there is a kind of pilgrimage in his heart.

Feng Fengchen nodded and reached out to lift the lid of the purple casserole.

The mist that had been accumulated in the pot for a long time suddenly exploded, instantly spreading to the entire cooking table, and only the figure of the purple casserole could be seen in the thick mist, which looked like it was being held in the clouds.

(To be continued.) )