"Bell!"

Another gong sounded.

The master of ceremonies took advantage of the situation and announced: "Please Chen Kong, Chen Yuli, assign the players in the first round, and the topics must be closely related to "Mapo" and "Tofu"!" ”

Hear the words.

Chen Kong's "Mapo Palace".

"Shall I go out first?" Chen Kong was eager to try, "I'm going to invite Chen Yuli by name, and win a good start first, even if I unfortunately lose, there are also Lord Xiang En and Mr. Lai He Yang Shi to hold the overall situation for me!" ”

Two wins in three rounds.

Chen's children play first and start the first battle? Including the local officials at the judging table and the elders of the Kitchen Federation, they all think so.

However, the reaction of the name "Phoenix Mapo", the person who Shi Shiran took the stage, was beyond everyone's expectations.

"I'm up."

With a wave of his hand, Xia Yan stepped into the open-air kitchen area on his side.

And Chen Yuli smiled slightly, and said to the young foreign aid under her command, who trusted her to the extreme: "Then thank you for winning the first victory for me." ”

"Just one? How is that enough. ”

The figure with his back to the kitchen said this lightly.

Chen Yuli smiled slightly, looked at the surrounding Issetsei, Erina and others, and asked, "He, how many more games do you plan to win?" ”

Yishihui put his hand in his pocket, "Yes, how can one game be enough, this demon king has a big appetite!" ”

Sensing that Chen Yuli's gaze was hesitant on several of them.

Yise Hui laughed: "Miss Chen, do you think we want to play, and have the intention of playing?" ”

"Wrong!"

"We're cheerleaders, uh, maybe you don't know what 'cheerleading' means, but shouting and cheering, waving flags and cheers, you should always know, for us we just came to fill the façade and make a strong noise-"

These words are righteous and awe-inspiring, and they are not at all like the tone of a fisherman.

Erina Nagikiri is straightforward:

"Our cooking skills do not support us to participate in this kind of competition."

As he spoke, he glanced at Kojiro Shinomiya, who was standing with his arms crossed.

"So, Miss Chen, you can think that in addition to Zhu Qi, the ...... who actually took the stage to help you fight"

"Ahem, it's only Xia Yan alone."

Chen Yuli's delicate body shook for a moment, and her sister Chen Meiling supported her waist behind her, and whispered in confusion, "Sister, are you suffering from heat stroke?" ”

Holding her forehead and standing firmly, Chen Yuli forced a smile:

"That's enough."

"He won one, I won one."

"Victory is in hand......

But Xia Yan, who said that he had already taken the stage and stepped into the kitchen area of the "Phoenix Mapo" camp, looked at the other end of Wanfu Bridge, and his tone was full of bad taste:

"I'm named!"

"Yizhang Qing" Xiang En's heart was shocked, and he sensed the terrifying crisis.

But Xia Yan's gaze crossed her without stopping.

Obviously, it is no longer a difficult challenge to face this pinnacle by name.

"Twin-tailed scorpion" Raihe."

"Blue-faced beast Yang Shi."

"Which of you comes first?"

There was silence.

On the Wanfu Bridge, the long, black crowd of onlookers on both sides of the canal was silent.

On the guest stage, Prince Jiang almost didn't catch his breath: "Death at the beginning of the game named 'Lin Zi'?" ”

Lan Feihong stared at the figure standing in the kitchen area, his eyes were complicated: "Is this really the case, the rumors, isn't it groundless, since he defeated the pseudo-Lin Hua Fengchun in Guangzhou, the food industry has praised his achievements, saying that he has been on the road of breaking Lin, and now there are nine times out of ten......"

This is the perspective of someone else.

With the position of Xiang En and Chen Kong, he was slapped in the face at the beginning of the game, and he was simply holding a mouthful of old blood in his throat.

"Lai He! Yang Shi! Xiang En's voice sank.

These two chefs, you look at me, I look at you.

Hesitate for a few seconds.

"Am I on?"

"It's better for you to get on."

"You're better off."

"Get out, don't you know that kid is slippery? Is it that easy to deal with? ”

"Then what do you mean by letting me go first, when I'm pathfinder cannon fodder?!"

The two Lin chefs are in front of Chen Kong, and there is a tendency to roll up their sleeves and do the work.

Chen Kong was stupid.

Xiang En's face was even more embarrassed.

The well-known and genuine Lin Chef was named by a Hou Lang who was suspected of having broken Lin, and he was named by death, not only did he not take the stage with Thunder Fury, giving Hou Lang a life lesson.

Instead, here, infighting, self-chaos?

At this time, Xiang En suddenly understood why there was a private handwritten letter sent by Kai You, reminding her like this:

"Lai He Yang Shi and his ilk are not enough to rely on and trust, they are the corpses under the stone tablet of Liangshan Bolinbang, they are just defeated dogs, and they have long lost their courage."

An ethereal voice without impurities made Lai He and Yang Shi stop talking in unison:

"Lai He, this first formation, it's up to you."

"You are extremely good at firework, in the title of "Mapo" and "Tofu", it is insignificant to not be able to make innovative content, as long as you give full play to your Linzi firework, cook more personal Mapo tofu dishes, he is a pseudo-Lin Dingtian duel dish, there is a high probability that he will not be able to stop your edge, and he will be torn to pieces."

Without taking off the cloak and hood, like a shadow, the "Blue-Eyed Tiger" Mira stood behind Xiang En, her voice fluttering and calm.

"Yes, Mira-sama!"

The coffee position of the Heavenly King was revealed at this time, and the "twin-tailed scorpion" Lai He had no extra nonsense and appeared on the stage directly.

This scene.

Jean Xiang Eun so-brow twitched.

She was a little reminisced, Lai He and Yang Shi flattered her in every way, and all kinds of dog licking postures were actually licking the Kai Youshou standing behind her.

Xiang En lowered his gloomy face slightly.

"Mapo Palace's combatant, Lai He." The master of ceremonies announced, leaving the stage amid the sound of the gong, "There is no cooking deadline, any contestant on the field finishes cooking and raises his hand, then the round of duels will be forced to end, and both contestants must immediately submit their dishes to the judges." ”

The showdown has just begun.

Prince Jiang of the guest stage pointed to the kitchen area where Xia Yan was, and with a "wow" in his mouth, he whispered to Lan Feihong: "What is he doing!" ”

"The tofu cube was cut by him like a peacock feather on the screen! It's just that this feather is not colorful, but pure white, delicate, and is directly exposed by the sun near noon, crystal clear, as if bathed in light! ”

Lan Feihong's face was meaningless.

The tofu ingredients used in the mapo dishes are finely chopped with fine and amazing knife work, like flowing white feathers?

Although I don't know Xia Yan's ideas in the scope of the titles of "Mapo" and "Tofu".

However, the more Lan Feihong looked closely, the more he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

How it feels.

A world line is coming to an end?

"Smack."

In the dark, the kite string was broken, and then the silk thread was quickly leaving him in another section of the dishes and recipes.

Lan Feihong couldn't help but shed a drop of cold sweat on his forehead, "What's the matter!" ”