"It's oil. ”

The goblin smiled and continued to stutter and said, "I use, use the water oil, and use the green hair poison wine to hook and blend the water oil!"

For a moment, the judges were stunned, then amazed and applauded.

"A wonderful match!"

"Excellent taste!"

"It's well-intentioned!"

Soon, the judges put down the empty bowls, wiped their mouths, and then looked at each other, and the hippo said, "It's a pity, it's not qualified!"

The thin man raised his hand, "Three points." ”

The one-eyed tentacle monster lifted the sign: "Four points." ”

The translucent banshee with a pale face shook her head: "Two points." ”

A towering black figure sitting at the back said in a deep voice: "One point." ”

On a 10-point scale, none of the judges gave a passing grade.

"No, possibly!"

The goblin shook his head sluggishly and staggered back, "I, I, I ......"

"I know what you want to ask, ask why we just gave a good review, right?" The hippopotamus indifferently wiped the white fungus fragments on his front teeth with a silk scarf, and spit casually: "It's very simple, because the materials you use are all of the best grade, and it can be seen that you spent a lot of money, and your cooking skills are barely ...... Let's pass.

Anyway, as long as the ingredients are good enough, you can do almost any broken cooking, but there is one thing that you don't have at all. The hippopotamus raised a finger and said solemnly, "I can't feel your mind in your food!"

He said, "You don't have a heart in your cooking!"

"Put, fart, fart!"

The goblin was furious, and couldn't accept this nonsense excuse, so he angrily climbed onto the table and pointed at the hippopotamus's face and scolded: "What, what bullshit! What bullshit heart! Eat a broken meal, wouldn't the chef be in a bad mood and taste different!"

"Ignorance. ”

"Shallow!"

"Poor ......"

Instead of being furious, the judges looked at the goblin with pity, like a frog at the bottom of a well.

At the end, the mysterious black shadow uttered an indifferent voice: "It's so stupid, clinging to appearances, but ignoring the essence...... I ask you, what exactly is the so-called food?"

The goblin froze.

There is only one answer. ”

The black shadow raised a finger: "Food is the foundation of survival, the need of all living creatures, the innate need and inseparable part of life!"

Because of this, it has been endowed with so many values and expectations!"

The voice of the black shadow was like thunder: "If tasting good food is the innate desire of all living beings, then the dark cuisine required by the Chef Demon Contest is the essence of this most primitive, ancient and cruel malice!"

"Do we need a processor like a cook, a machine that only knows how to follow the recipe?"

The Black Shadow looked around and asked rhetorically, and in the midst of the audience's boiling roar, he said solemnly, "What we are waiting for is the essence of this calamity and despair!

"—and you, unqualified!"

At the point of the black shadow, the goblin suddenly knelt on the ground, his face pale, but he was still unwilling: "I don't accept it!

He was so angry that he even stuttered, "I don't accept it!"

The black shadow waved his hand slightly, signaling the guards on the field to step aside.

Soon, an indifferent attendant stepped forward and put down a plate.

"It's leftover from the last round of contestants, so if you're a chef, try it!"

The goblin was stunned for a long time, looking at the broken mille-feuille in front of him, incredulous, unable to understand how such a thing could surpass his own work.

But when it reached out and picked up a piece of shard and put it in its mouth, it was stunned.

His pale complexion turned iron-blue.

Unbelievable.

If you are struck by lightning, you seem to have gained some sudden understanding.

From the sluggishness, a line of muddy blood and tears was left.

"Why?" he cried out, "why is my son not my own......? Why, God!"

Bleeding and tearful, he wailed and choked, ripped off the belt of his trousers, wrapped it around the fence, and kicked himself up.

It didn't take long for it to stop.

He's dead.

Huai Shi looked at all this blankly, and couldn't help but gasp when she saw the remaining plate of chocolate mille-feuille on the ground.

Do you have such a great heart as a chef in the dark culinary world?

I'm afraid it's not brighter, and you can prolong your life!

But in an instant, he was stunned for a moment, and then reacted again.

Wait, longevity?

Isn't this alchemy?

Other words......

In an instant, his eyes lit up.

And in the audience, the crow couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "I only reacted now, how sluggish is this child's nerves?"

That's right, on top of this so-called Chef Devil Contest, the unpalatable food is just a façade.

The real nature of competition comes from the malice and darkness of the cooks themselves.

It's called the 'Dark Cuisine World', and it's well deserved!

And in this regard, you are a negative energy generator...... It should be like a fish in water!

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As time passed slowly, fifteen minutes flashed by.

The contestants submitted their work, either successfully promoted or swept out of the door in defeat, and met the consequences of failure.

Gradually, in the end, only Huai Shi stood in front of the iron pot in the field.

In the impatient voices of the audience, Huai Shi lifted the lid of the pot, picked up the colander and picked up all the boiled taro balls inside, poured them on the ice, and then took out a large ice cube from the refrigerator, spread out his hands, grabbed two kitchen knives and crackled and chopped.

The roar even suppressed the audience's inversion.

When countless fragments of ice crystals burst into place, what remained in place were four evenly sized ice bowls.

The ice powder, which had been chopped into powder, was piled on the cutting board, forming a small mountain.

The hippopotamus couldn't help but laugh: "The little young man is quite ritualistic." ”

"It's a failure anyway. The thin man retracted his gaze without interest: "Smoothies are nothing new. ”

Almost as soon as the countdown bell rings, Huai Shi neatly loads the smoothie, places the taro balls, and sprinkles them with cream, chocolate sauce and matcha powder.

Four bowls of cool-smelling smoothies are ready.

In front of the judges.

The banshee looked at him coldly: "Little ghost, if you want to win the ranking with that incomprehensible sword technique, you are in the wrong place...... Pretending to be for so long, bringing up a bowl of rotten stuff, don't even think about getting points. ”

"Rest easy. ”

Huai Shi took a step back and smiled: "It hasn't been injected into the soul yet......"

As he spoke, Huai Shi's right arm was erected in front of his chest, his thumb and index finger and ring finger were gently rubbed, and he twisted his waist and gently rubbed his fingertips like a dance, and a wisp of gray dust fell from his fingertips.

It was a sacred gesture as if in prayer.

Under the stunned gaze of the judges, the ashes slashed across their elbows and spread evenly on the smoothie.

In an instant, it silently submerged into the layers of frost, as if it had disappeared.

But in an instant, everyone can feel - this bowl of smoothie is different!

It's like having a soul!

"Blessing smoothie, please. ”

Huai Shi smiled and said.

The hippopotamus was stunned for a moment, and soon, frowning, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of smoothie, and put it in his mouth, his expression was dull and expectant.

Soon, he reacted, directly picked up the smoothie bowl, frantically gluttonous, and in the end, even stuffed the bowl into his mouth, chewing crunchy.

The crisp texture and impactful flavor instantly spread throughout the venue with the synchronization of the palate.

There was no more noise and inverted voices.

Everyone stayed where they were.

It's as if it's frozen.

His face turned pale, his body twitched violently, and at last he gradually lost his blood, as if he had lost his strength and was full of exhaustion after a long period of hard work and labor.

"It's ...... It's ......"

After a long time, the hippopotamus slowly raised his head, and a tear of feeling appeared in the corner of his eye: "Ah, this cold impact and full of malice, inescapable frustration and sadness...... Like endless overtime and hard labor, the body is gradually hollowed out in the false chicken blood born of self-deception...... But I couldn't help but feel a wonderful sense of happiness in my heart. ”

He picked up the napkin, slowly wiped the corners of his eyes, regained his composure, and judged from the bottom of his heart:

"Wonderful!"

"Pure despair and malice!

The thin man didn't eat anymore after taking a bite, but there seemed to be a flame of excitement in his eyes, which made people shudder: "Ah, it's like being able to see a 996 office worker come home and see a strange man lying on his wife's bed!" From anger to exhaustion, and in the end, he chose to forgive...... I felt a sense of relief, 'Isn't this great?' ”

The banshee leaned in front of the ice bowl, took a deep breath, and immediately shivered as if she had been drugged.

And the ice bowl, silently melts into water.

"Oh oh, this kind of happiness that flows directly from the chef's heart is so nostalgic!" she pursed her lips, "The frost subtly dilutes its intensity, but it makes this happiness even longer...... That's right, this kind of satisfaction is worthy of the name of good fortune, although the technique is immature, but this creativity is amazing. ”

In the long silence, only the sound of chewing came from the back.

The huge black shadow tasted Huaishi's food unhurriedly, spoonful after spoonful, slowly, and finally, gently put down the bowl.

After pointing out the goblin's flaws, he finally made his voice.

Just one word.

"Yes. ”

Four fractional tiles are raised.

Seven, seven, eight, six.

Preliminary round, passed!

On the list of the top 16, a new name has once again appeared.

Huai Shi, advance!

"Poor hospitality!"

Huai Shi ripped off her apron, smiled and turned to walk to the lounge.

Unlike the dazed and uneasy fifteen minutes ago, at this moment, his heart was full of peace and confidence, if I had to put it in words, it would be a great way to put it into words!

- Chef King, I'm done!