"Envy you? You take yourself too seriously, am I not as good as you, or is the quality of cooking not as good as yours? Do I need to envy you? As for the saints of the human race, the little girl has admired them since she was a child, and it is precisely because she admires the demeanor of the saints that she is not used to seeing the little ones use the names of the saints to make rafts and sell their reputation. ”

Phantom Mengyue was so angry that she collapsed, "Phantom Tilt Face, you!" ”

Those judges of the old imperial cuisine saw that they had made such a fuss, and they also heard a seven, seven, eight, eight.

The butterfly recipe was so excited that they really thought it was the birth of the Chosen One, but after such a reminder of the illusion, they felt that there seemed to be too many loopholes.

There is only one point, the Chosen One has always been a person of noble character, and it is impossible to choose a person who is water-based and has an unruly private life as the inheritor......

So, Zhang Yuyu said, "Quiet! This place is the chef's audition assessment, No. 5, make you this dish, take the aura scale, and weigh the aura value ......"

Dream Moon blushed, so she had to make her egg noodles and fried shrimp and serve it to the aura scale.

The infrared light of the aura scale was swept away.

Soon two lines of words appeared.

"Aura, one hundred and fifty points."

"Cooking, good."

……

Everyone let out another burst of exclamation, the original ingredients that only had sixty aura could make one hundred and fifty aura points, which was much higher than the aura value of the food made by Huan Yanyan before.

However, with the previous troubles of the Chosen One, the fluctuation of this plate of fried shrimp with egg noodles is nothing.

Phantom poured into the face and simply added another fire, and deliberately opened his mouth and said to Zhang Yuyu, "Elder Zhang, is this time the junior winning the first place, or is this pseudo-divine chosen one winning the first place?" ”

Regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, let's make her a pseudo-god chosen one first!

Even if she is a true God-chosen one, after today's incident, it will not be easy for her to clear her name in the future.

Illusory Dream Moon gritted a mouthful of silver teeth, but she was helpless, she thought that in front of everyone, showing such a hand, she would be directly regarded as the chosen daughter of God, but she didn't expect that when she met the best Phantom Dumping Face, she would be so shameless and bad for her good things......

"Phantom Yanyan, why do you spew blood and slander me all the time? My butterfly cooking is obvious to all......"

Phantom smiled, "Really?" So why don't you make another dish with the butterfly recipe for us now? ”

Without waiting for Illusory Dream Moon to explain, Phantom said again, "Don't say that you are just an apprentice of a chef, after doing one, your mental strength is too much to do it anymore." The ingredients just now only have 60 points of aura, and if the apprentice only makes 60 points of aura, he can make more than five dishes a day! The butterfly recipe is said to be more energy-saving than the ordinary recipe, and if it is an authentic butterfly recipe, you can now cook more than 10 of these dishes without any problem! ”

Phantom Dream Moon was blocked so that she couldn't speak at all.

In fact, Phantom is also gambling.

In the memory of the reborn girl, Phantom Dream Moon became famous through a dish and obtained the identity of the Chosen Daughter, and never did it again, and even gave up the place in the finals.

There was only one reason, she couldn't use the butterfly recipe for the time being.

Why can't you use the butterfly recipe? The reborn girl doesn't know, and neither does the illusion.

Sure enough, Phantom Dream Moon's face turned red, and she didn't know how to distinguish white.

But at this moment, an evil and handsome man came out of the side door, with a gloomy handsome face, and walked to the side of Phantom Dream Moon.

White Dust Seal!