As the tournament officially began, all three players in Group E were busy.

Master Ziming and Master Zhao of Yucheng Hotel did not hesitate, and at the same time walked to the vegetable counters and refrigerators on both sides of the venue, and began to choose their next materials.

During this period, Master Li Fatzi gave full play to the shameless spirit of what is called licking a dog.

"Master, what are you optimistic about? I'll take it for you, don't be polite, why are you a family, come on, master, you look at this broccoli is good, absolutely fresh, hey, there is this master, you see, the best pork tenderloin, as long as you make it, no matter what the method, the taste is absolutely first-class! ”

Facing Master Li's fearless spirit of being rich and noble, and listening to his disgusting flattery, Ziming's face did not smile at all, on the contrary, he looked coldly at Master Li Fatzi, who was full of peach blossoms, and scratched his face.

"You're going to ask me what I'm doing and give me some food, aren't you?"

Master Li's smiling fat face turned into a pig's liver color in an instant, and he hurriedly waved his hand to defend himself, saying, "No, big, master, what, why can't he say this, can't ....... it"

Master Li Fatzi is really a dog in his heart, thinking to himself, how do I have to serve you, can you be satisfied?

Looking at Ziming looking himself up and down lukewarmly, and then looking at the sneer on the corner of his mouth, and the teasing eyes that seemed to be looking at prey, Master Li Fatzi's heart trembled, and he felt that he was still going to finish this time. But on the surface, he didn't dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction with Ziming, and after smiling flatteringly, he turned around awkwardly to choose his own ingredients.

Seeing that this disgusting and annoying dead fat man was finally gone, Zi Ming snorted coldly, and then stood in front of the display cabinet with a variety of patterns, and unhurriedly selected his own materials.

"In the end, it is a city close to the sea, this shrimp and fish are really fresh, hehe, I have been studying the Lu system recently, so this time I will make all Lu dishes."

Master Zhao of the Yucheng Hotel next to him stared at Ziming, who carefully selected the raw materials, then stared at Master Li, who was also very professional, and finally looked at his bandaged right hand.

After a long sigh, Chef Zhao silently returned to his workbench with a few pieces of frozen meat and vegetables that he had randomly selected, ready the hopeless dishes.

Yes, if he is in a group with such two people, even if his right hand is not injured, he can't guarantee that it is safe, let alone now......

When passing by Huang Xiaobei's workbench with the ingredients, Master Zhao turned his head to look at Huang Xiaobei, who was holding his arms and standing in place with a thinker's appearance, seeing that Huang Xiaobei had his eyes closed and hadn't thought about what to do, Master Zhao smiled kindly, "Child, are you nervous?" Don't be afraid, just cook your best dish, it's all about participation. ”

Huang Xiaobei opened his eyes and saw Master Zhao talking to him, Huang Xiaobei was happy at that time, "Oh, Uncle is you, by the way, uncle, I just want to thank you, last time I was blessed by you, I won tens of thousands." ”

Master Zhao turned his head and left, not bothering to look at him.

I thought Huang Xiaobei was a very powerful young man who was easy to get nervous when he arrived at the game scene, but he turned out to be a gambler after a long time? Master Zhao smiled bitterly in his heart, alas, this competition is really full of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods.

Master Zhao went to wash the vegetables, but Huang Xiaobei stayed where he was, but he was still thinking about what he was going to do? Well, if you lose, you're sure to lose, but at least you can't lose so ugly, right?

Think about it, I think about it, hot dishes, what are the hot dishes I can make? That scrambled eggs with tomatoes, scrambled eggs with garlic sprouts, eggs with leeks, eggs with broccoli, stir-fried meat with appetizer and some eggs by the way.

Commissioner Huang touched his chin very entangled and muttered, "Which egg is better?" ”

Ziming, who was carrying a fresh grass carp that had just been fished out of the display case, passed by Huang Xiaobei, and when he heard what he said, Ziming turned his head to look at him with a confused face and said, "What are you talking about?" ”

The commissioner waved his hand indifferently and said, "I wonder which egg to come." ”

Zi understood him, "I see you like an egg." Then he walked slowly.

Soon after Ziming left, Huang Xiaobei clapped his hands and said, "Come on, let's scramble eggs with tomatoes, after all, I have made a lot of times, so I am sure." Well, what's the next cold dish? Preserved egg tofu, heh, that's it. That's right, the staple food, and the staple food, there is, egg fried rice! Alas, there will be nothing else, what else is there? Oh yes, dessert, well, dessert ......"

Looking at the three chefs who were leaning in front of him and staring at him, especially at their eyes as if they were looking at aliens again, Huang Xiaobei was smart, subconsciously took two steps back, looked at them quite nervously and said, "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

Because there was no assistant in the individual competition, the venue was relatively quiet, so almost everyone present heard Huang Xiaobei's self-muttering, and then involuntarily leaned towards this magical existence.

Listening to Huang Xiaobei's dishes, Master Li Fatzi stared at him indescribably and said, "I said, you're planning to have a whole egg feast, right?" Oops, talent, absolute talent. ”

Ziming didn't laugh at Huang Xiaobei too much, after all, after the eldest lady suffered a loss, although it was because of himself, Ziming was still used to putting all his words in his stomach recently, for fear that something bad would happen if he said it.

So Ziming just stared at Huang Xiaobei with a demented look on the surface, then turned his head and walked away. Hehe, it is conceivable that although the God of Good and Evil Kitchen does not say anything, he has already laughed at the commissioner countless times in his heart.

The guy who can make a shoddy scrambled egg was actually sent by the secret party to participate in the individual competition? Let's not talk about it, let's wait for the results honestly, this time, this chef wants everyone to take a good look at the results of my special training during this time!

Ziming clenched his fists with confidence, and then seriously processed the fresh live grass carp on the board.

However, Master Zhao of the Yucheng Hotel kindly reminded Huang Xiaobeidao, "Child, don't make all the eggs, even if you change the tricks, the judges will get tired of it, but if you really want to make a whole egg feast, the Donghuang Hotel has also prepared a lot of ostrich eggs and the like, you can try it." ”

Listening to Master Zhao's kind reminder, the commissioner scratched his head and said with a smile, "That, nothing else, will scramble eggs." ”

Master Zhao looked at him with complicated eyes, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Coming to lose." Huang Xiaobei spoke frankly.

Hearing this, Master Zhao's eyes looked at Huang Xiaobei slightly colder, because he remembered what Huang Xiaobei had just said.

"Thanks to you, I won tens of thousands."

Thinking of this, Master Zhao lost a smile on his face, and sighed even longer, "Understood, I bought myself in the gambling game and lost, right?" Hehe, this world is really sad. ”

Huang Xiaobei looked at the back of Master Zhao leaving in a daze, and his mouth was still repeating what he had just said, buying himself in the gambling game and losing? What do you mean? Why should I ......

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Looking at Huang Xiaobei swaying to the showcase to choose his own dishes, looking at his relaxed and comfortable face, Dongfang Qing and the young man with withered white hair smiled at each other.

"Kind of like yours, right?"

"A little."

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In the VIP room, Carl crossed his arms and calmly looked at the live TV screen above his head, and looked at the senior who picked up a large plate of eggs and happily ran back to the workbench in the picture, Carl smiled.

The senior was quite interesting, so he ran for the eggs.

Hearing the text message prompt, Carl took out his phone and looked at it, seeing that the text message was still the same as always, "Looking," Carl sighed lightly, took back the phone, and the worry in his eyes was a little more faint.

It's been almost a week, and Zifeng still hasn't heard from him....... Carl also went from initial worry to anxiety.

Because according to Chu Zifeng's physical fitness and survivability, even if he was seriously injured, he should recover now, at least he would try to contact him as soon as he was conscious, instead of letting him find him like a needle in a haystack.

But it's been nine days, and Zifeng still hasn't had any news, and Carl has to wonder if he really had an accident. Thinking of this, Carl covered his forehead, his eyes full of pressure.

Yesterday, I told Qianqian that I already had the news of Zifeng, but he was seriously injured and couldn't come back for the time being, but if he delayed it like this, he really couldn't hide it. Karl sighed and shook his head.

"Oh, this Xiaobei's luck is not bad, you look at the sick number who is in the same group as him, and he accidentally poured too much salt, this is the third time, right?" Elder Tang looked up at the performance of Master Zhao of the Yucheng Hotel on TV, and said in a speechless manner.

Lao Wei shrugged his shoulders, "It's not much, the Demon Party and that fat man Li have finished cooking the first hot dish, and the staple food is even half ready, but he has already redone it three times in a row, according to me, this master's performance is not as good as Xiaobei's whole egg banquet." ”

"If the poor monk says that the kid of the demon party is reliable, look at the dishes made by others, this is called a cook, not to mention anything else, this time rely on him, how can they at least win tens of thousands of back."

Sweeping the heartless looks of the two hundred and five beside him, Carl is really suspicious sometimes, is he so happy? Is there no pressure at all? Well, eighty percent of them know that I'm here, so they don't have to worry about it at all.

I really miss the days when Zifeng was here......

Shaking his head, no longer worrying, Carl stood up, ready to go back to the room to sleep, replenish his energy, and by the way, also send more manpower, and strive to find the news of Chu Zifeng as soon as possible.

Of course, if it is in the United Kingdom, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the power of the Burren family, but wherever the Internet is covered, but all the public areas where cameras exist, are within the monitoring range of the Burren family, even if Chu Zifeng teleported to the cabinet conference room at No. 10 Downing Street, Carl is sure that he will know that he is sitting in that chair at the first time.

However....... This is the Celestial Empire....... Originally, the family's industry in the Celestial Empire was not too much, and its strength was almost the weakest, even several local groups were established in the same year as the Celestial Empire branch, and the manpower was pitiful. Not to mention the public domain camera that controls the whole Tianchao to find a person's traces, Carl has actually only posted a search notice on the Internet these days, hoping to find Chu Zifeng with the help of the information society, after all, ....... Chu Zifeng lost it so outrageously that he didn't even know which province he was in, where did he find it? Or where are his men to find it?

"Young Master, where is Mr. Chu Zifeng missing?"

"He, he's missing in the Celestial Empire......."

"Young Master, can you be more specific? Probably in which province? ”

"The third tier to the second tier, the first tier also has some possibilities, but I speculate that the focus should be on the third tier of these provinces, maybe the Korean Peninsula also has some possibilities."

"Young Master, you shouldn't be talking about the three major ladder terrain of the Celestial Empire, right? You shouldn't be telling us that Mr. Chu Zifeng may have disappeared in a dozen provinces of the Third Tier, right? ”

Recalling the question of his family subordinates not long ago, and the bewildered expression on his face, Carl smiled bitterly.

"Alas......"