"Huh!"

The flames were lit one after another, many flames rose on the stove, and the hand speed of many cooks was extremely fast, which was obviously very suitable for his status as a five-star chef.

Qin Heng's eyes swept to the stage in the distance, and at this time, one of the two seats was already sitting with a person, but this person was actually a woman.

He is about twenty-four or five years old, wearing a red suspender shirt, and his slender legs are wrapped in black silk mesh stockings, which looks very seductive.

The woman was blowing a piece of chewing gum at this time, and she didn't have a solemn expression, but looked very relaxed and leisurely.

"Does this guy really know how to cook?" A doubt rose in Qin Heng's heart, in his opinion, was this girl, who was only two or three years older than him, really a master at the level of a god of cooking?

"Perverted Qin."

Zhao Aiting's voice suddenly came into Qin Heng's ears, interrupting his thoughts, but this title almost caused Qin Heng to go berserk.

"What pervert Qin?" Qin Heng turned his head and glared at Zhao Aiting with some dissatisfaction.

"You have so many chefs who don't watch cooking, and look at that beautiful female chef god all day long, aren't you a pervert?". Zhao Aiting said confidently.

"What do you think, I just wonder if such a hanger, a woman with Erlang's legs crossed on such a solemn occasion, is really the kitchen god in your mouth?" Qin Heng felt a little wronged.

"She? Of course, she is the god of cooking, she has won the God of Kitchen Award in many countries, even if it is my Heavenly Empire, she is also the absolute god of cooking ranked first, which is recognized by everyone. Zhao Aiting excitedly refuted Qin Heng's words.

"Really?".

Qin Heng looked at Zhao Aiting suspiciously, he didn't know much about this, he wanted to find a good cook, he just wanted his medicinal soup to be delicious.

"Of course...... Wow! Look at it. A ball of fire burst out in Zhao Aiting's eyes, she let out a scream, pulled Qin Heng's shoulder clothes, and pointed into the distance.

Qin Heng turned his head to look. I saw that among the chefs of many five-star hotels, there was a chef with a long face who was turning a big black pot upside down, and quickly poured wine into the pot with his right hand.

Bang! Fierce flames erupted, as if it were a roaring tiger, and like an explosion, dyeing the entire ceiling a brilliant red color.

"It's beautiful." Zhao Aiting said in Qin Heng's ear.

"Is this the spoon?" Qin Heng also knew the professional terms in cooking, and now that he saw a chef using such a move, he couldn't help but light up his eyes.

However, soon, this kind of spoon-turning cooking technique was unfolded, and brilliant flames erupted in the hands of hundreds of chefs, as if each chef was a child favored by the god of flames, and red flames erupted in their hands.

Hundreds of flaming tigers rising into the sky roared wildly, and this gorgeous and colorful color picture is simply a rare scene in life.

"Wonderful!"

"Such beautiful skills, worthy of our first-class chefs in Jiangdong City, it seems that I will recruit one of the chefs as my family later."

"What is said is that in life, eating is the most important thing. I'm also going to recruit a good player. ”

“……”

Such a scene has made many wealthy people change their minds about just visiting, and they have begun to think about recruitment.

The cooking competition was in full swing, and the time spent more than an hour in the dazzling and colorful cooking demonstrations.

"Which chef do you think has the opportunity to become an apprentice of the Chef God?"

The fragrance made Zhao Aiting keep sniffing, in order to distract herself, she turned her head to look at Qin Heng and wanted to ask a question, but she never thought that Qin Heng was closing her eyes at this time, as if she was not watching.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Aiting asked suspiciously.

"Don't tell me about these cooks, I'm a little hungry right now." Qin Heng said very simply.

"Haha, you're worse than me." Zhao Aiting laughed, she didn't expect Qin Heng to be even more unbearable than herself. It's just that she wasn't happy for long, and her stomach also made a rumbling sound, which made her so embarrassed.

"Boom."

Zhao Aiting's eyes were suddenly attracted by a man with a long face in the crowd, his slender arms as slender as a woman twitched as fast as lightning in front of him, the black cauldron seemed to be as light as nothing in his hand, and his other hand was rushing among the many seasonings.

The speed is so fast that it makes people feel like his one hand has turned into two hands rushing in the placement of seasonings.

"Ghost Hands and Horse Kitchen." Zhao Aiting rummaged through a book on the table and found the identity of this man from hundreds of celebrity chefs.

"Ghost hands?" Qin Heng opened his eyes, looked at the man with a long face, and saw the other party's rapid movements, he nodded slightly.

This person's body is definitely a mortal body, and he has not even practiced any martial arts, but the kung fu in his hands is self-contained, and he is extremely powerful in cooking.

"This person has liked cooking since he was a child, don't look at him less than 30 years old, I didn't expect to be in charge of cooking for 20 years." Zhao Aiting opened her pink mouth wide and exclaimed.

"Was he born a genius cook? Well, there's one guy there who's pretty strong. ”

Qin Heng's gaze was suddenly attracted by the scene on the other side, it was a fat man with a round face, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his two fat fleshy hands were powerful, and he was actually holding a pot in one hand, and he was quickly turning it.

The steak on top was tumbling up and down, and a smell of fragrance filled him, and he stopped from time to time, grabbed the seasoning and put it in it with both hands, and then continued to stir the cauldron.

"Fat camel, a two-handed cook, is said to make dishes with unique firepower and full of flavor." Zhao Aiting read the information for Qin Heng.

"And the man."

Qin Heng pointed to another ordinary man who was slowly cutting a carrot, he put the shredded carrots into the big black pot from time to time, and many ingredients in it were churning and burning, this was a man making soup.

"Huh? There's nothing special about this man. Zhao Aiting glanced up at the man, it was a man with light blue crystal glasses, he looked like a gentleman, and he couldn't see anything special at all.

It's like being an ordinary person who can't be ordinary.

"What's this man's name?" Qin Heng frowned.

"Ghost Fire Terry, huh? Why is it called such a strange name as Ghost Fire? Zhao Aiting looked at the Sven man, her face full of doubt.

"Because...... He can condense true fire in him. Qin Heng sighed secretly in his heart.

He definitely didn't expect that among these chefs, he would actually see a man who was higher than Nangong Hong's cultivation, this was a powerful martial artist who had truly stepped into the realm of true qi release.

Qin Heng felt the majestic life force from this person. He believed that as long as the Telly man was willing, he could use his true qi to activate the strength of the flame, reaching the strength of the flame to cook a meal.

"Really weird people."

Although Zhao Aiting was puzzled, she didn't pay attention to this man for long.

Time flew by, another twenty minutes passed, Zhao Aiting really couldn't hold back, ordered a plate of fresh fruit salad, and ate it with Qin Heng.

"Alright."

The last ten minutes passed, and the time was a total of two hours, and some of the chefs were ready to prepare the various dishes in their hands.

"Please stand still and wait, your dishes will be delivered to the chef god Simmen Dandan, and she will judge today's champion and her apprentice."

A sound came from the loudspeaker in the lobby, and all the chefs looked feverishly at the seats next to Simon Dandan, who was on a stage in front of them.

They all wanted to be the apprentices of this female chef god, and the fiery fire in their eyes made Qin Heng feel no less than his own cultivation Dao heart.

That's an attachment.

"It seems that this female chef god should have some ability." Qin Heng nodded approvingly.

Simendandan didn't sit up, a microphone was placed in front of her, and she coughed lightly: "Ahem, now start judging, I'm sure you all know that there was a kind of hierarchy written in my book, right?" ”

"Level?" Many chefs fell into deep thought, and they had all read the books written by the chef god.

As for the level made by Chef Simon, as long as it is an insider, it is known.