"I heard that the Taste Guild is holding a Chef God Competition, and the venue brings together the top food experts from the Conch Continent, and even many aborigines come here." The content of the previous player's conversation with his companion caught the attention of Ring Three, and he stretched out his ears to listen carefully to the conversation between the two men.

"Why did you choose to hold a chef competition at this time, it will be overshadowed by the limelight of the individual competition." Another questioned it.

"In my opinion, this is the cleverness of the organizers, and the current Sacred Heart City is the most populous time, and any business will make money as long as it attracts the attention of passers-by."

"According to you, it's about the same as picking up money."

"Your metaphor is very appropriate, food has always been a characteristic system of the Conch Continent, some friends have a higher pursuit of food than equipment and treasures, take this opportunity to hold the Chef God Ring Competition, not only can you make a lot of money, but also promote the food culture of the Conch Continent, which is the most noble pursuit of the madmen of those taste guilds."

"I'm all excited about what I said, why don't we go and join in the fun."

As the two players moved away, Ring Three began to fidget.

"Let's go and have a visit." Originally, Xinshu wanted to find a high-level leveling place to rush the level to 90, thinking that there were still three days, it should be in time, and the most important thing now is to have fun in time.

Chef Ring Competition! Four large golden characters float high in the sky in front of them, and the surrounding gourmet floats of different shapes attract the attention of a large number of players.

"Dear audience and friends, this is the first Chef God Championship held by the Taste Guild, here, regardless of race, region, men and women, only the level of cooking. There is no entry threshold, players who like food can participate, and random industry insiders will be selected as judges before each round of competition, so don't doubt the insider, people who like to let their taste buds bloom, let's get restless! ”

A host wearing a fruit platter hat stood on the podium and roared impassionedly, detonating the crowd around him, and if you look closely, you can see that there are many aborigines mixed in it, and the food has no boundaries and lives up to its name.

Jiesan didn't know where to run when he arrived at the Kitchen God Ring, and the remaining two people, Lu Xiang and Xinshu, were almost squashed by the bustling crowd.

"Jiesan, bastard, must have found something delicious somewhere to throw us here." Lu Xiang was indignant and pushed aside the people who were in front of him.

"If I can sign up to be a judge, I think he is the most suitable." Nobuki's face was sandwiched between the two of them, and it took a lot of effort for the boss to escape.

"Don't milk, my are all out." The dilemma of Shinki heard a scream, and then his eyes went dark, followed by a loud slap in the face.

Only then did Nobuki realize that he had accidentally squeezed into a girl's breasts, and her blouse was sticky with something white, which made people think about it.

"Look at it, stinky rascal, my sister's bubble tea was squeezed out by you, bastard!"

Xinshu didn't have time to defend himself, and there was a strong force on his buttocks, and the whole person rushed forward.

Bang dang! Xinshu actually made a ghost through the crowd and rushed into the arms of a girl, and the other party's service attitude surprised the people around him.

"Sir, don't panic, do you want to sign up for the Chef God Ring Competition, please register your information, and then go to the waiting area to rest for a while, and the competition will start immediately."

Shinki was infected by the sweet smile of the girl in charge of registration, and inexplicably synchronized the information and participated in the Chef God Ring Competition.

"In the first round of elimination, because of the large number of participants, I believe that many friends have not had time to prepare seriously, and there are many players in the wild who cannot prepare a meal that can impress their taste buds because of the tight time. It doesn't matter, the time is even tighter, and from now on, contestants must provide a meal in the shortest possible time and hand it over to the judges when they are done. Please get started! ”

As soon as the host's words fell, the scolding around him came and went, and the competition started unconsciously, and many people were still bragging to the people around them about how good their cooking skills were, and they didn't have time to prepare at all.

The dizzy letter tree didn't know where the rest area was, and the host's mischievous voice came, completely chasing ducks to the shelves.

Shinshu looked around, some of the players were scratching their ears and cheeks to greet the host, more of them were already engaged in the game, and even more took out various cooking utensils from their packages and prepared to do a big job.

Shinshu lowered his head and thought for a while, came to the food area, bowed slightly, and then without hesitation, he chose a few ripe small coconuts, some ice cubes and some bread.

Although he didn't figure out the situation, Nobuki still understood the meaning of the host's title. That's right, the paragraph that the host said is actually a question, the topic is to make a delicious meal as quickly as possible, it doesn't have to be delicious, the production process must be simple and fast.

All right!

In just 10 minutes, Xinshu completed his work, and most of the other contestants were still working hard, and some had just prepared the accessories.

There are more than 10 judges in the preliminary round, and according to the latest competition rules on the bulletin board next to it, three judges need to be found to taste, and two of them vote in favor of success.

"Summer Cool Pie, I haven't heard of the name, but I don't mind trying it." The chubby judge wiped the sweat from his forehead and began to taste Nobuki's work.

"Can I take a bite?" After Xinshu's affirmation, the black aboriginal judge next to him grabbed a piece of jam bread with his sun-tanned skin, and swallowed it whole in the blood basin.

Both judges voted in favor, and Shinki made the cut, and there was no need to even find a third judge.

After the promotion was successful, Xinshu was a little excited, although he didn't value the title of the champion of the Chef God Ring, but his work was affirmed, and it felt very good.

"I also tried the coconut milk with jam bread, although it was a little too sweet, and the brightly colored jam with the bread made it exciting. Summer Cool Pie looks simple and tastes refreshing and delicious, how do you do it. Lu Xiang sucked hard the coconut water under the empty tree tube, chewed the jam bread, and even snatched the remaining jam bread with the judges.

"Now that the weather is getting hotter, I feel that a cool meal is more likely to impress people, so I chose natural coconut fruit, piled up with ice cubes underneath to serve as ice, and then made frozen jam in the shortest possible time, added bread, and it was done." Xinshu specially picked the fat judges for a purpose, and the dark-skinned aboriginal should have lived in the hot rainforest for a long time, and the coconut water easily resonated with him, not to mention the chilled coconut water he dreamed of.

"It's worthy of Brother Shu, with clear thinking." Lu Xiang did not hesitate to praise, after all, his mouth was full of Xinshu's food.

Jingling!

Half an hour later, the bell rang for the end of the game, and some of the players who had not completed the work hung their heads and handed it to the judges in frustration. Cheers and lamentations echoed across the field.

Xinshu visually measured that half of the players in the first round of brushing were lost, and most of them were not lost in the taste of the dishes, but because they were not flexible enough to grasp the time.

"What a great competition, after a lot of intense competition, there are still as many as 100 good players left in the arena, and I think each of them has the potential to win the crown. So next, let's move on to a brutal second round, this time with pasta. Yes, food must be an indispensable ingredient in the contestant's work, so let's get started. ”

After resting for half an hour, the big guy was still immersed in a state of laxity, and the host with a head of melons and fruits jumped out inappropriately and gave all the contestants a slap in the head, making the Chef God Ring Contest look more like a heart endurance competition.

This time the letter tree is really a head two big.,The Blade of Bonds is a game after all.,The letter tree didn't take the time to study the dishes.,That's the difference between amateur and professional.。 For example, the members of the Taste Guild, the main theme of their game is to study the combination of dishes and the fusion of flavors, so it is easy to sort out a clear idea after the host finishes the question, and they have the upper hand, and combat players like Xinshu are completely confused.

In fact, there are a wide range of pasta themes, noodles, steamed buns, buns, etc. are often seen in daily life, and Shinki is also considering whether to choose these foods as themes, but because they are too popular and have a single taste, it is tantamount to a fool's dream to impress the judges with them. Nobuki can't put a pot of noodles and put a few vegetable leaves, but this time it is not possible to add points by speed.

Fight!

Xinshu thought about it for a while and decided to make steamed buns, compared to steamed buns and noodles, etc., after all, steamed buns can be filled with some points, and now, they can only be dead horses as live horse doctors.

The ingredients chosen by Shinshu are still relatively simple, such as green onions, pork, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and other condiments. Fortunately, all kinds of reconciliation noodles are ready-made, otherwise the contestants would have to complain.

Because Shinshu's proficiency in pasta is almost zero, the size of the steamed bun skin made is uneven, and Shinshu can't take care of it so much, and Shinshu thinks that the stuffing of the bun is the most important thing.

More than half of the time has passed, and Nobuki finally called up a more satisfactory stuffing. Next is the more troublesome stuffing. Seeing that most of the people around him were cooking noodles, Nobuki regretted a little that he was messing around with some steamed buns, and he was completely sick and rushed to the doctor.

The arrow had to be fired, and it was made three times in a row, all of which ended in failure. After the system prompted failure, the stuffing and bun skin could not be used, and the anxious Shinki stared at the messy desk in front of him, not knowing what to do.