Chapter 165: Hand Slippery
For a moment, he realized what it means to be called a genius.
The so-called natural talent is precisely to describe this terrible essence and talent that no one can imitate and touch, right?
Just holding the knife, without anything else, makes people feel the fear of cattle and sheep to be slaughtered.
He finally understood how the three corpses in the lounge were made, and the strange eyes of those people looking at him, the thick fear was clearly given to Luo Xian beside him.
And he sat next to the sleeping Godzilla for a full hour.
Three thousand six hundred seconds were spent hovering on the brink of death.
Huai Shi swallowed and foamed, reluctantly retracting her gaze, and intently moved all the tools that the crow had prepared for herself from her toolbox.
Strainers, measuring cups, reactors, colanders, droppers, syringes.
Then there are the big items.
A small water bath, a light alchemy centrifuge, a complete set of extraction and purification equipment, and a thermos flask filled with liquid ammonia.
and a range of bits and pieces of raw materials.
That's the kitchen utensils he relies on.
It's more like an instrument of alchemy than a kitchenware.
"What kind of chef is this!" a man next to him with a torn cloak and a face covered with rotten sores looked up, glanced at it, and couldn't help but sneer.
"With so much equipment, are you here to do acrobatics or cook!"
He looked at Huai Shi coldly: "Do you think that the judges have never seen alchemy!"
For a while, even several judges on the judges' bench couldn't help frowning.
Huai Shi casually opened the material box provided by the organizer, and casually pulled out a squid more than three meters long and covered with barbs from it and smashed it on the table.
Hearing his words, he raised his eyes and glanced over.
"Rare and weird. He raised his middle finger and asked, "Have you ever heard of 'molecular cuisine'?"
β......β
For a while, not only him and the judges, but even the audience were dumbfounded.
God molecular cooking.
How fresh!
After so many years in the dark culinary world, there are all kinds of cuisines, and it is the first time I have seen someone want to engage in molecular cuisine.
Even the questioner's mouth opened wide in astonishment, and a piece of the camouflage sores on his face almost fell off, and then he reacted and reattached the sore camouflage on his face, only sneering and retracting his gaze.
The game goes on.
But today's competition is very different from what it was not so long ago.
It's not just the atmosphere, it's the ingredients and the way the other chefs cook it.
There is no need to distinguish at all, when Huai Shi cut open the squid, he found that there was basically no place for normal people to eat this thing.
With his own introductory alchemy, he could conclude that every part of this thing had a fierce poison that would kill people.
There's also the way other chefs cook and the quirky ingredients they carry with them, as well as the pungent smell rising from the pot.
The rising flames illuminated the grim smiling expressions.
It's not so much that they're doing something unpalatable, it's more about thinking about how to poison their food!
Only Luo Xian was alone cutting the vegetables one by one, boiling the pot, and then cutting the sauerkraut ingredients that came with her, as if she was really ready to make a pot...... Sauerkraut fish?
Although his eyes looked left and right, Huai Shi's movements did not pause in the slightest, grabbing the kitchen knife with both hands to cut the squid into minced pieces with a crackling crackle.
Immediately after, I heard the wind suddenly in my ears.
Off the top of one's head.
Huai Shi raised the blade in his hand and slashed forward.
It was only when he had cut off the flying barb out of thin air that he raised his head and looked at the place where the barb had come fromβthe rotten sore man.
He was catching a fish covered with barbs, and looked at Huai Shi innocently: "Sorry, you made a mistake, are you okay?"
"Ah, I'm fine. β
Huai Shi grinned: "Mistake." β
He kept moving in his hands, directly picked up the pliers and stabbed them into the material box, pulled a weird water snake out, and slammed it on the cutting board, just as he was talking, the blade cut off and chopped off the snake's head.
The strange snake's head flew up, still spitting poisonous letters, and opened its mouth to devour.
Coincidentally, it flew in the direction of the rotten sore man.
"Ah, my hand slipped......"
In Huai Shi's apologetic voice, the rotten sore man dodged in a panic, and the snake's head arced through the air and fell into his boiling soup pot.
The stench immediately rose from the milky bone broth.
Naught.
The rotten man's expression suddenly distorted, as if he wanted to have a seizure, but he didn't pounce, but his expression twitched, and he withdrew his gaze hatefully.
Obviously, under the eyes of the judges, interference between contestants is considered allowed, rather than that the audience is willing to watch the contestants fight to the death.
If you can attack the player directly, you will be fouled.
Huai Shi's eyebrows raised, feeling that she had GET something, but she didn't speak, and continued to concentrate on preparing her work.
After the squid is processed, the next thing is the chili.
Devil's peppers from the Americas were selected directly from the materials provided by the organizers, and it is said that at the border, the real border aliens will grow this kind of pepper that is really spicy to death.
And what the organizer provides is undoubtedly the best of them.
Huai Shi chopped it down, and she was already in tears.
The choking smell of horror spread in an instant, almost covering the arena, enveloping everyone in this terrifying smell like burning.
After a period of chaotic chopping, Huai Shi quickly put this thing into a bag and sealed it.
Next is ginger, pepper...... Piles of heavy mouthfuls were poured into the basin, and the whole basin instantly seemed to become a small hell, churning with all kinds of uncomfortable colors.
The contestants next to them were already dumbfounded.
God Molecular Cooking...... You're a molecular Sichuan dish!
At this moment, Huai Shi's eyes suddenly darkened, and she felt that she couldn't breathe, and she choked violently.
There was a sudden burst of bitter sourness in the air, spreading to all directions, and everywhere they passed, all the contestants' movements suddenly froze, and they felt the drowsiness and trance gradually rising in their consciousness.
Poisonous!
When Huai Shi raised his head suddenly, he saw the rotten sore man sneering at him, and the pot of weirdly colored soup in the boiling iron pot in front of him.
The terrifying smell of poison gas spreads from it, not to mention how terrifying the soup is, even if it is just residual poison, several contestants quickly collapse, foaming at the mouth.
Soon, he was dragged down because he lost his ability to compete.
In an instant, the number of people was more than half.
There are only six left.
"Sorry, it smells a bit heavy. The rotten sore man scooped up a spoonful of thick soup with a spoon, sniffed it carefully on the tip of his nose, and looked up at him with a mocking smile: "Didn't interfere with you, did you?"
"No, no. β
Huai Shi was still smiling, although she couldn't see it under the mask, there was no blame or dissatisfaction in her eyes: "Later, the taste here may be more rushing...... Bear with me. β
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled a syringe gun out of his pocket.
Aim at your neck and pull the trigger.
In an instant, a powerful antidote is injected into the arteries and instantly flows throughout the body.
Looking at his dead duck's hard mouth, the rotten sore man snorted coldly and withdrew his gaze, he wanted to see how long Huai Shi could last in his poisonous mist.
Rumble!
Just in front of him, a burst of fire suddenly erupted from the furnace in front of the wild hunt, and countless flies flew out of it, turning into black clouds and scattering under black pressure.
Immediately afterward, another contestant lifted the lid of his pot, and countless screaming ghosts came out of it in fear and frantically pounced in all directions......
With the rotten sore man taking the lead, the entire arena instantly fell into chaos.
The audience shouted excitedly, cheering for their favorite contestants, hoping that someone would immediately pull out a knife and hack the others to death.
In the midst of the chaotic struggle, Huai Shi seemed to stay out of the matter, the fire of the ashes flashed from the kitchen knife, and after cutting off the flies and ghost phantoms and other ghosts that flew over, he threw the kitchen knife aside, and instead focused on stirring up the spices he had chopped.
Soon, he placed the well-mixed spices on the stovetop.
A trace of alchemy fire flowed from his fingertips, silently mixing into the cyan flames, and then, Huai Shi threw down the kitchen knife and stretched out his hand.
When the cross spear appeared, Luo Xian seemed to be aware of it, raised her head and glanced at Huai Shi, the corners of her eyes slightly raised.
The phantom of the blade of the spear was hidden under Huai Shi's palm.
It's just that on the blade of the partially embodied spear, wisps of sticky dragon blood fell, submerged into the spices, and quietly bloomed pure white irises.
But then, the irises were also chopped.
It was blended into the spices, and gradually disappeared with the stirring of Huaishi.
Only the fragrant aroma was stimulated by the alchemy fire, spreading out little by little, quietly seeping into the noisy smell of the arena at the moment, spreading to the surroundings.
AOE is cool, right?
Huai Shi smiled, and now, it was his turn.
He increased the fire in his hand, urging more floral scents in dragon blood, the sweet floral fragrance was so conspicuous among the countless stenches and pungent smells, and when the slightest hint of sweet fragrance bloomed on the tip of his nose, all the contestants were stunned for a moment.
Immediately, I felt an irresistible tiredness and sleepiness welling up in my body.
Especially the rotten sore man who was taken care of by Huai Shi.
Eighty percent of the aroma wafted to his place under his secret agitation, and he staggered, and his whole body lay on the stove, twitching with difficulty, and half of his face was scorched by the fire, and it was extremely hideous.
When he struggled to turn his head, he saw the pink pig's head mask smiling at him.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Huai Shi looked at him with concern: "Remember to see a doctor." β
When the burnt sores peeled off, what was revealed was fair skin and a beautiful side face...... Sensing that her disguise was shattered, she scrambled to get up from the stove and pulled up her torn cloak to cover her face.
Looking at Huai Shi's gaze, he was full of coldness and anger.
"Looks good, Auntie. β
Huai Shi whistled: "The skin is so well maintained, I can't see that I am in my forties...... at all"
Collapse!
I couldn't tell if it was the sound of teeth crushing or the sound of kitchen knives being crushed.