With the completion of the task of the belly bun hook, the kitchen god system has also released new tasks.

[Mission]: "The beautiful mountain, with many gold and jade on it, and many stones under it, has beasts, its shape is like a fox, and the nine tails, nine heads, and tiger claws, the name is called the nephew, and its sound is like a baby, and it is a cannibal." Obtain the hundred-year-old nephew Neidan, tips: The current realm is too low, the minimum realm requirements, refining the seventh layer of your own realm, please work hard to improve merit and luck. ”

[Quest Reward]: "Fetal Transformation Transformation, Merit Qi Luck Point +800." ”

"I've just just refined the fourth layer of my own realm now, and I don't know when I will be able to reach the seventh layer of my own realm." Zhang Mingchuan, who left the kitchen god space, returned to the current world and pondered ways to increase sales.

"With the continuous improvement of the sales of three-silk stewed noodles, the daily increase in merit and luck has reached about 600 points per day, but it is still a drop in the bucket for demand, and now it takes 16,000 merit points to break through to the fifth layer of the refining realm, that is to say, it will take twenty-six days, I am afraid that if it goes on like this, it will be half a year before I break through to the seventh layer of the refining realm!" Zhang Mingchuan thought carefully and came to a conclusion.

Zhang Mingchuan spent a week peacefully in the current world, sitting in the courtyard and basking in the sun that day, when he suddenly received a message on his mobile phone.

"To all the chefs in Qinzhou: There is now a disciple of the god of sashimi in Dongying Island Country, Saidao Shinya, who wants to set up a store at No. 84 Yongxingfang in Xijing, and hereby applies to the Cuisine Association for an open ring competition to accept the challenge of chefs in Qinzhou, and hereby announces."

"What a rampant island boy, this is going to step on the chefs of all Qinzhou to achieve his own name!" After seeing the announcement, countless local chefs in Qinzhou were indignant.

"It is rumored that the god of sashimi in the island country of Dongying does not know how to season or fire, and he is dedicated to knife work, and he has to soak his hands in warm milk that is closest to the temperature of the human body every day, in order to maintain the touch of his hands." Some diners who have been to the island country of Toei and have seen the god of sashimi said.

"In that case, it seems that this disciple of the God of Sashimi should not be underestimated." Someone in a teahouse in Xijing sighed after hearing this.

"Hmph, I think this person is just a bully who is afraid of the hard, as we all know, Qinzhou is deep inland, and there is not much contact with things like sashimi. If he really had the ability, he would have gone to Guangdong to set up a museum to challenge. A sturdy man in the teahouse said.

"This brother is reasonable, but even so, we can't lose face in the chef world in Qinzhou and let this island country kid be so unscrupulous!" As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the teahouse responded one after another.

"Although I'm not good at sashimi, as the youngest yellow-level chef in Qinzhou Province, I will definitely not back down!" At this moment, a young man of about twenty-eight or nineteen years of age, with a healthy wheat-colored skin, stood in the teahouse.

"Good! We've got your back! "The atmosphere of the teahouse is much warmer.

At this time, Zhang Mingchuan also sat up from the rocking chair slowly, and muttered lightly: "The theme is a public ring match with the theme of sashimi? It's a bit interesting, this disciple of the god of sashimi in the island country of Dongying intends to become famous in one fell swoop, so why can't I take this opportunity to take my reputation to the next level, and the mackerel in the Shanhai Food Garden has been selling hard because of the high price, so this time it is a good opportunity. ”

Zhang Mingchuan said just do it, and immediately opened the official website of the Qinzhou Cuisine Association and found the registration for the open challenge.

"I'm sorry, you're not a chef at the yellow level or above, and you don't know how to sign up" The official website of the Cuisine Association directly popped up a prompt message.

In today's world, chefs are a world with strict hierarchical assessments, starting from apprentices, followed by junior chefs, intermediate chefs, and senior chefs.

Above the senior chef is the main force that really supports this world, and that is the legendary super chef!

Special chefs are divided into yellow-level chefs, Xuan-level chefs, prefecture-level chefs, and heaven-level chefs, and it is rumored that the heads of the eight major cuisines are all heaven-level chefs.

As for whether there is a more powerful existence above the heaven-level chef, that is already an untouchable secret to the world.

Of course, Donghua Guo is divided into two categories: Red Case Chef and White Case Chef, and the minimum standard for this Open Challenge is to reach the Red Case Chef of the Yellow Level.

"The special chef assessment is held every two years, if it is according to the level of my intermediate chef in the past, it is definitely not enough to participate, but now with the blessing of the kitchen god system, in a short period of time, my strength has reached the system standard of senior chefs, and I have the confidence to participate in the special chef assessment." When Zhang Mingchuan saw the prompt, he also thought that he seemed to have the full strength to participate in the assessment of the special chef.

"Won't I be able to participate in this open challenge?" Zhang Mingchuan saw that the registration failed, and he was inevitably disappointed.

There are still two months left before this year's Grand Chef assessment, and even if you can pass, you won't have time to participate in this open challenge.

"Even if you can't participate, you should still be able to go to the site to see it." Zhang Mingchuan submitted an application to watch the game with his own identity, but this time there was no pop-up prompt for not passing.

"There is still a week before the Open Challenge, and the venue is Xiqin Pavilion, a two-star restaurant in Xijing." It didn't take long for Zhang Mingchuan to receive a text message notification.

"Seeing that the number of applicants has exceeded 100 people, I can't imagine that Qinzhou, which is known as the food desert of Donghua, can have so many special chefs." What Zhang Mingchuan didn't expect was that the behavior of Saidao Shinya, a disciple of the god of sashimi in Dongying Island Country, was a provocation to the entire Qinzhou, so at present, as long as there are special chefs in Qinzhou who are still able to walk, they have all signed up to participate, and they all swear to make him look good, so there is the current grand occasion.

"Saidao-kun! At present, the emotions of the special chefs in Qinzhou are very excited, and the number of applicants has exceeded 100 people, and their attitudes are very arrogant! In the seclusion that had not yet opened, a middle-aged man said after making a ninety-degree bow to the kneeling Saidao Shinya.

"This is all in my expectation, my master is the god of sashimi of the entire Dongying Empire! If I can't even defeat the weakest Qinzhou, then how can I have the face to call myself his disciple! After taking a sip of warm green tea, Saidao said flatly.

"Then everything else is up to Saidao-kun! I'm waiting for good news! The middle-aged man knelt down and slowly exited the ashram of Saito Shinya.

Sitting quietly alone, Sato Shinya slipped out a sashimi knife with a cyan glow from his loose cuffs, and stroked it gently, as obsessed as stroking a lover who was in love.

"The master said that if you want to make sashimi to the extreme, you don't know how to be familiar with the ingredients, but also to be familiar with the knife in your hand. I have been with this Qinglin for six years, but I can still feel a trace of stagnation contained in it. Saito Shinya's fingers slid over the blade and the back of the knife, and finally retracted Qinglin into the loose sleeves of his shirt.

As a sashimi shop, Saiya's workbench has an open design, and around the perimeter of the workbench is the seat for customers. In order not only to present the most delicious ingredients directly in front of diners as quickly as possible, but also to represent confidence in their sashimi skills, the process of handling sashimi is completely regarded as an art, and it is unreservedly displayed to diners who enter the restaurant.

The unopened takefish has not yet had any customers come to the door, but Saito Shinya still came to the workbench area and took out a yellow anchovy that had been flown in.

As a deep-sea fish, yellow anchovy has dark red flesh and an extremely delicate taste, making it a common fish for sashimi.

As for the salmon, which is the most popular fish, it is only suitable for novice sashimi chefs to practice their skills, and it is a dish that fools the uninitiated customers, and true diners disdain to eat salmon sashimi, and Saito Shin, a disciple of the god of sashimi, also disdain to cook salmon.

Qinglin out of the sleeves, the blue light floats, a complete yellow anchovy, not long before it was cooked by Saidao Zhenya, after putting down the knife is a pious prayer, is Zhaidao Zhen's respect for Qinglin from the heart.