Three old men with mouths

At this moment, the dish that Jin Feng made seemed to be left out in the cold.

He Yun and Jia Bin's expressions were heavy, while Elder Jin Xing was in a very unhappy mood, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to pierce everything.

If it weren't for the fact that he still had the identity of a referee, he really wanted to immediately mobilize his cultivation to kill this person who stole the family's secret recipe.

But he was afraid of the face of the royal family, and he didn't want to provoke Ming Yuan, so he had to give up.

He Yun inadvertently saw Jin Feng and his dishes standing obediently on the side, so he changed the topic and laughed:

"Haha, Lao Jin, let's taste the dishes made by the first contestant first and perform our duties. ”

After that, the three old men took their seats, everything on the field returned to calm, and some players saw that they could continue the game, so they picked up the pig-killing knife next to them and continued their cooking process.

Although the dish has experienced such a big twist and turn, the heat still does not dissipate, and there is still a trace of aftertaste on the surface, which looks even more attractive.

This is also thanks to the aura protector.

The three old men raised their chopsticks together, only to see He Yun gently clamp a piece of meat, slowly put it in his mouth, and chew it carefully.

Suddenly, I saw him cough lightly, and there was no longer any expectation, and the joy on the surface gradually disappeared.

The other three people also tried to get off their chopsticks, but the expressions and mentality of the three were the same.

"Well, this little friend, your meat is still not delicious! You didn't inject more ingredients into this meat slice, so naturally it didn't taste good. ”

Although He Yun tactfully pointed out his mistake, he had some complaints in his heart.

However, Jin Xing was more straightforward, and the mustache on his mouth was horizontal:

"Your slices of meat are inevitably too tasteless, like chewing wax, and there are even remnants of true qi. ”

Jia Bin just shook his head and didn't say anything, but he already had his own rating plan in his heart.

These foods didn't seem to be able to satisfy the appetite of the three old men, but after the people in the audience smelled this smell, they were not calm.

There is such a fragrant food!

The three old men also ignored Jin Feng in front of them, and began to communicate with each other.

He Yun was going to give eight points, because the three old men were not unaware of the whole dynasty, and the reason why they came was to find someone who really knew how to eat.

Jia Bin didn't care, he felt that six points was his best result.

Jin Xing was even more ruthless, and directly named him to give him four points, as if after that incident, his rating was affected by his mood.

But to tell the truth, he didn't like this dish either, especially because of the remnants of true qi.

In the end, the three old men took an average, six points, which can be said to be just passing.

Jin Feng was extremely surprised to see that none of them were very satisfied with his dishes.

Shouldn't it?

Why is this dish obviously a delicacy of the mountains and seas among ordinary people, but in their eyes, it is the same as a dish made by a local chicken and a dog.

It turned out to be a delicious dish, but to their mouths it seemed to taste like chewing wax.

Damn, three mouth-shutting old men!

Jin Feng scolded in his heart.

After he knew the results, he couldn't stand it anymore, holding his head in his hands, he didn't understand to this extent that his perfect cooking skills were like having an axe with the class in front of these three old men.

Six points, which was already a death letter, he waved his sleeves and walked out of the field gloomily.

When everyone saw him leave the scene angrily, they couldn't help but feel a little pity in their hearts, the person who could cook such a delicious dish was now planted in the hands of a few old men.

Jin Feng waved his sleeves, turned around and walked out of the arena, he didn't even want to know the results of the game, it seemed that in his eyes, his cooking dignity had been trampled on.

When everyone saw him leave the scene angrily, they knew at a glance that his grades were too poor.

So there was a wave of boos around.

Jin Feng was already very unhappy with the result of this competition, and under this kind of ridicule, it was even more difficult to calm down.

Facing the sea of people surrounding him, he jumped up directly, stepped on a person's shoulder, and flew out in a flowing stream.

The man was stepped on by him, and the mortal body couldn't stand the suppression of the aura, and suddenly his shoulder bone shattered, and he screamed in pain.

But this didn't work in the crowd and noisy crowd, everyone just looked at the tall man who had just "flown out" from a distance, and no one noticed his moaning at all.

It was the closest friends to him who sent him out.

The other contestants on the stage also completed their cooking works one after another, but every time they brought it to the front of the old men for them to taste, the old men were never satisfied, and in the end, everyone only had two or three points, and some even only scored one point.

"What's this jet-black dish?"

"Damn, what the hell is this made of?"

"It's the worst dish I've ever eaten in my life!"

In such a comparison, the taste of that Jinfeng player's food is relatively good.

Many civilian players stepped down one after another, and even He Yun's son He Xu could not escape his father's accusation.

After another thirty minutes, there were only two people left on the stage.

One was stunned, still savoring the snacks on the table, and the other pretended to be profound, as if he was pretending to be forced.

To be honest, Xiao Shi is a little panicked now, there are still thirty minutes left, his target is this elixir, as for what kind of fame this guy is doing, there is no need to explore.

Xiao Shi glanced at Ming Yuan with disdain, and immediately brandished his long sword!

Xiao Shirt made a move.

Many civilians suddenly felt that the atmosphere was extremely cold, and the sword wind and cold air that flowed out of Xiao Yi's sword faced everyone's hearts.

Ming Yuan smiled slightly, but the elders showed an obsessive expression.

"I didn't expect this to be the second comprehension of the sword, Kenshin. ”

He Yun lamented that if his son He Xu could also practice sword heart at a young age, then at least he could become a generation of Tianjiao of the Great Song Dynasty.

Xiao Yi slammed the table, several ingredients flew up, and a small flame burst out, burning in his palm.

"Monk's Fire!"

The elders looked at his hand one after another, and sure enough, they saw the small spark.

This is a mysterious skill that only the Yan family can do, but it is seen in this little monk.

Ming Yuan looked at the flames, and only wanted to say one thing in his heart......

You're still too young.

Compared to the Black Dragon Fire, this thing is really pitiful.

In the air, all the ingredients were cut and scattered by the sword qi, and they were instantly surrounded by a firelight, the ingredients were quenched in the flames, reborn, and a golden light emerged, and the fat pork used was forced out of fat and fat, and more spices and vegetables were combined with it.

After it slowly falls, there is no need to plate, and it naturally settles into a perfect dish.

Braised pork chops, but with vegetable decoration, there is no trace of true gas, but it makes people smell the aftertaste is incomparable, just the color, has far surpassed others.

Xiao Yi took his dishes and slowly walked towards the three referees step by step, each step seemed to be provocative, and he turned his head to look at Ming Yuan from time to time......

However, Ming Yuan leaned down and opened the kitchen utensils that had been transformed by him into strange shapes.

"It looks like it's baked. ”