Chapter 301: The so-called 'United Halberd' (II)
There is no doubt that the "United Halberd" is a completely new concept.
You must know that the normal halberd is one-on-one, king to king, put their respective conditions on the table and clearly determined, in addition to this, there must be an odd number of judging lineups, and the range of topics announced two or three days in advance.
But now, a newcomer who has just arrived and has just stepped into "Akitanoso" has asked for an extremely abnormal halberd in front of all the high-level chefs in the middle of the night!
A ...... alone
Right, all of us?
Komar and Shaqi were stunned by late-night chefs.
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The 'Hidden King' Shiyama Hyogoro, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was also extremely frightened, and his eyebrows twitched violently.
Erina, Kohei Soma, and Kuga Teruki, but after just two seconds of shock, they quickly calmed down and exchanged helpless glances with each other.
This classmate.
Always break the mold.
Don't forget how the Council of the Ten Masters was restructured, and how the title of 'Seat on the Table' came about.
One person, one dish, conquered those old guys.
He has a knack for impressing and worshipping old diehards.
Of course, if it is a stunned emotion, among the followers, Kojiro Shinomiya feels more deeply, or rather embarrassed.
This entrusted task does not seem to have to be done by him at all, so can it still be considered to be completed normally when the commission is settled? And the conditions, rewards, and incredible materials promised by Xia Yan before......
Kojiro Shinomiya suddenly panicked and was distraught.
Syllable!
Caibo Chaoyang is holding his forehead with his hand and slapping his skin, making a crisp sound.
"Huh? Directly name everyone? β
He was a little glad that he was not named one-on-one, but in his heart, there was more of a strong sense of absurdity.
The soul is light.
Is it just to underestimate the 'Late Night Cooks' organization?
Even if it's just a corner of the world, but it's cruel to gather all the neon elites, and to be alone and want to quickly brush up on the copy of "Akitaso" in the center of the headquarters......
In the dead silence, an old voice that broke the atmosphere was particularly harsh:
"Haha!"
Hyogoro Tokiyama laughed in the wheelchair: "Very good, very good, this way of eating halberds is very much to my liking, and it is also in line with the concept of 'late-night cooks'!" β
"It's been a long time since the chefs of the watch world, who have been living in the state of boiling frogs in warm water, have made dishes that satisfy and satisfy me for a long time......
"You know what? Those real chefs, famous chefs, such as the old guy from Senzaemon, every time they cook, every time they serve a meal, they will do their best to adjust their state, and they will dedicate themselves to the extent that they leave no room for physical and mental dedication. β
The sonorous tone of iron and blood suddenly paused.
The old man's gaze was fixed on Xia Yan: "If you really plan to sit in that position and use it in this way, then you must have the consciousness to bear the corresponding ending!" β
"I also plan to taste your spirit in your dishes."
"It seems that this time, I can enjoy it?" As he spoke, Hyogoro Tokiyama's voice gradually lowered.
His remarks are obviously an indication of his attitude.
Seeing this, Caibo Chaoyang found that Xia Yan threw a dissatisfied look at him, and immediately became excited, cleared his throat, and announced the process of selecting the new leader:
"Examiner, Mr. Tokiyama."
"There is no limit to the topic, there is no limit to the scope, any style of cuisine can be ......"
Caibo Chaoyang announced while looking at the faces of Xia Yan and the old man, and found that neither of them had any objections, so he exhaled.
Other late-night cooks were skeptical.
"It's no problem for us to form a group, but the object of the halberd is one person, could it be that each of them serves a dish, sets up a banquet posture, and fights against a single dish?"
"Normally, the 'United Halberd' is to go on round by round until there is no one to fight." Xia Yan leisurely opened his mouth to preach the rules, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "But, don't you think it's too procrastinating for rounds of war?" So I take out one dish, and you guys come up with another dish together. β
"Just these two dishes, in front of Mr. Shishan."
Common?
Is it really teaming up and teaming up to work on recipes together?
Here's the problem, including Caibo Chaoyang, the poor old king whose status is not guaranteed, there are a total of 7 people present, and their respective fields of expertise, the direction of the characteristics of the dishes, are simply incompatible.
As a result, the senior management of the late-night cooks themselves split first when they discussed.
"It's okay to make meat dishes, but who is responsible for the beginning of the meat?"
"I'm coming!"
Sha Qi, a female chef with the nickname 'Jun Cao', has a grim eyebrow, "My 'chainsaw carving knife' can be perfected in the processing of muscles, seasoning and marinating, and in these processes, it gives me a unique destructive style!" β
"No, no, no!"
Wearing a cute white bunny hood, Banibel, crossed her slender hands and ten fingers, and looked eager to say: "Shaqi, you can be in charge of the seasoning and pickling links, but the cutting process must be handed over to my rampaging machine Oh, hey, I promise to turn the processing into sadism, knife by knife, so that the material can be enjoyed by shaking M...... And in this process, the taste of the material will be sublimated to the fullest! β
The taciturn 'Mo Liu Claw' also came to an end suddenly:
"Actually, my 'Iron Claw' can also contract the two processes of processing and seasoning, but I only plan to be responsible for the seasoning part, without reservation, to give the Huang family's thousands of years of poison knowledge and special seasonings to the meat material to transform it into high-grade aged meat!"
Seeing the interior of the high-rise, it became a mess.
Caibo Chaoyang had even more headaches.
Hey, hey.
If the skills are divided and there is no unified direction, it is impossible to beat the 'seat' classmates.
The fat shopkeeper, nicknamed the 'kitchen clown', glanced at the former commander who sighed and smiled, and his smile was very funny: "My kitchenware 'hollow iron ball' is responsible for the cooking process, and there should be no one more suitable than me." β
In the heat section, no one seems to compete with the 'kitchen clown'.
The focus of the quarrel is on the pre-processing of the ingredients, as well as the subsequent pickling and seasoning.
'Shake the bartender' Koma said with a smile:
"No one fights? Then I'm in charge of making the sauce, tsk, meat dishes, with a colorful frothy thick sauce, the taste is bursting? β
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Late at night, the cooks were discussing and arguing.
The other side.
Erina, Kohei Soma and Kuga Teruki were speechless to the 'seat' classmates who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.
Brush up on super dungeons, the battle is on, the atmosphere is white-hot, and you are so idle?
Kojiro Shinomiya frowned: "If you think that they will continue to divide and quarrel, you are very wrong. β
"This group of people, for the sake of 'deliciousness', for the sake of victory, will soon be unanimous."
Xia Yan spread out his hands, "I never thought that they would continue to quarrel until they would automatically lose, I was just curious, when such a group of people, with very different cooking styles and painting styles, make a delicious dish together, will the cooking world presented on the plate also be complex and chaotic?" β
Hearing this, Sigong was stunned.
He hadn't thought about it yet.
Oh, yes.
A group of rebellious late-night chefs in charge of a dish.
Caibo Chaoyang is the head chef.
This dish, this ship.
The style of painting is absolutely full of turbulent waves, right?
"Could it also be a world and style, chaotic, disorderly, tyrannical?" Kojiro Shinomiya said tentatively for a while.