Chapter 200: Confusing Speech

"Look!"

The heat wave was higher and higher, and this temperature was obviously not a professional stove for restraining the flame, and it was more appropriate to describe it as an open-air arson event.

The players on the field have a particularly clear perception of the air waves, Han Wu, Shan Xiong and others are already sweating profusely, and now with the surging high temperature air waves, it is simply a sauna, sweaty.

They looked up in astonishment.

and the upstairs and downstairs spectators, looking at a stove.

"Humβ€”"

"Humβ€”"

At the same time, above the players' heads, in the air of the field, a reddish iron cable resembled a rotating helicopter propeller, making the air hum so fast that it dragged out the afterimage.

This is......

All kinds of celebrity chefs who participated in this black event with hidden identities, such as Madame Lei Hua, immediately frowned.

Familiar with the "Iron Cable" prop.

There is also a dark stunt that can be used with it, so it can only be ......

"Celestial Flame Wheel!"

The corners of Xia Yan's mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at the iron rope that was buzzing and scraping overhead.

It's Yang Yi!

'Seven Star Knife' Wren smelled the strong fragrance emanating from the top of the red iron cable, and immediately sensed the threat from another person, and directly set his eyes on a stove.

More than half of the duel process, and in the first half of the time, Yang Yi, who was not very conspicuous in terms of ingredients, kitchenware and cooking processes, suddenly became powerful at this point in time.

And, as soon as it was shot, it was a surprising grand bonfire performance.

Wren looked around the field again, and he saw that on the four sides of this spacious patio, there were bundles of dry firewood piled up at some point, and at this time, these firewood together burst into flames, and the sky was dyed with the scene of burning clouds at sunset.

Railing on the third floor.

In Yan Xian's pupils, flames flickered.

Smacking his lips, he said, "Yakan, where did you find this kind of talent?" Awesome, amazing, within a few months of training, I practiced one of your housekeeping skills to a good level, and I have the proficiency and mastery to enter the house! ”

With his discerning eye, of course, it can be seen that Yang Yi is indeed highly qualified in the pyrotechnics, and the scene of the grand bonfire grilled fish in front of him is not just the "Tianxiong Flame Wheel".

And "Burst of Fire"!

Recipe, big fried grilled fish!

Yan Xian squinted slightly, stared at the tip of the chain remnant, and found that it was a straight bamboo tube, and there was no shadow of grilled fish, so he was immediately stunned:

"Grilled fish, locked by a 'bamboo tube'?"

After speaking, Yan Xian turned his head to look at the Asian journal, "You, a disciple, are very bold, and you actually made such a 'bamboo tube oven' like this." ”

"Shouldn't you have taught you such a trick?"

Hearing this, Yakan snorted disdainfully: "You have always said that you can't interfere in the 'preparation' of your disciples, and your disciples will not allow you to interfere, and I have the same reason." ”

"With your identity and me, there is no need to waste effort to do such superfluous things, and the 'genius' we identify as having their own arrogant bones, and we don't need to feed the food to our mouths and raise a baby-like method!"

Yan Xian still wanted to joke and say a word or two, but at this time, Xiang En's voice came from the arena below:

"Someone took the lead in bringing his dishes to the table!"

At this moment, everyone attracted by the scene of the bonfire grilled fish shifted their eyes in unison to look at the first player holding the tray in both hands and walking steadily towards the center of the patio.

Here, there is a stone platform with a round mahogany table on it.

Bang!

The man placed the tray on the round table.

People actually subconsciously ignore his identity, and don't care who he is, what his name is, and where he comes from.

At the first time, I was attracted by the "dishes" on his plate, which were all grainy and distinct.

It is like peeling and shelling lychees, and it is easy to put them on a plate.

Some celebrity chefs in the bright world who have concealed their identities have eyebrows and eyes:

"It's too messy!"

They thought to themselves.

"'Stuffed lychee'?" Lychee stuffed meat'? Anyway, the idea is too simple, the recipe framework is too rough and direct, and I actually put the pitted lychee meat in it and cook it like this......"

"Sure enough, it's a 'black extravaganza' directly hosted by the dark cuisine world, a proper dark cuisine!"

In the midst of the noise, Xiang En suddenly sighed.

She just thought that a plate of lychee meat had been piled up into a ridiculous dish, but as she approached, Xiang En found that these "crystal clear" fruit particles were still significantly different from lychee meat.

First of all, the color is different, biased towards milky yellow.

The second is "form".

It's not as stable as the lychee meat, and the few pieces piled at the bottom are squeezed until they are almost completely deformed.

Anyway, this kind of softness is definitely not steamed and cooked preserved fruits!

Xiang En stood still in front of the round table of review, and looked at the "player" opposite him who was wearing a Confucian robe, with a white face, and full of scholarly temperament: "You are Wu Zheng of the Seventh?" ”

Seeing him nodding, Xiang En then said in a tone that could not be refused: "Then, let's talk about your dishes." ”

The young man named Wu Zheng smiled slightly, calmly took a pair of chopsticks, and put down the "lychee" on the top of the plate.

Instead of clamping it, he used chopsticks to clip the "lychee" preserved fruit until it was completely deformed.

Thereupon.

The astonishing softness triggers a chilling reaction.

"It's not 'lychee meat.'" The corners of Wu Zheng's mouth hooked up a touch of sarcasm, and the person who had just laughed at him for his simple ideas and rough recipe framework, regardless of his status, felt hot on his face.

As he spoke, the tip of the chopsticks punctured the particles.

A puddle of milky yellow viscous liquid, "poof", flowed out, and the ball of minced meat stuffed inside suddenly seemed to be poured with egg whites, and the color was flowing and shining.

At the same time, Xiang En keenly smelled a faint earthy smell.

But more than that, it's a strange fragrance!

"Such a 'dark' presentation and appearance, how can there be such an elegant taste?" Xiang En was so shocked that he spat out, but it is conceivable that the gap between "color" and "fragrance" makes this female celebrity chef unable to calm down.

Obviously, the first contestant to submit his work has already appeared.

However.

The railing on the third floor, Yakan, Yan Xian and Li Ke, are still motionless.

After Xiang En was shocked for a few seconds, he took a deep look at Wu Zheng, then looked up at this "castle within a fort", regardless of whether the spectators gathered upstairs and downstairs understood the rules of the dark event, whether they were old birds or new ones who participated for the first time, and said loudly:

"Ten people on the same stage, ten people at the same table!"

"Since the first finisher has appeared, the showdown of this year's 'Black Extravaganza' will be advanced to half an hour laterβ€”β€”"

"Please unfinished players, speed up the progress, it's best to finish now!"

Yan Xian snapped and slapped his forehead.

Ah!

He said with annoyance: "I haven't shown up for too long, I forgot that there is this 'rule'!" ”

Hearing this, the Asian journal immediately cast a strange gaze like a ghost.

The meaning of that look is very easy to understand and very straightforward.

Is there a disciple like you?

Confusing speech!