411. 411 Folk Chef's Competition
"Bai Lianqi, I hope to compete with you for a while. Liang Xiaoyue smiled very shyly and said sweetly.
Leng Haoming, who was on the side, heard the sound of pinching his throat, and suddenly trembled. Turning his head to look at Yun Jiye, he said with a smile: "Miss Yun, I want to compete with you in a while......!"
After speaking, without waiting for Yun Jiye to agree, he dragged Xiao Zichang out first, not caring at all about the order of the five famous chef families and the three small celebrity chef families. However, perhaps because he has been so straightforward for a long time, everyone is not surprised.
When everyone came to the square where the competition was held, they saw the sixty-six folk chefs waiting in the square at a glance.
Yun Jiye took a cursory look, and the badges in front of them ranged from yellow five-star chefs to red five-star chefs, which could be regarded as leaving a lot of extraordinary strength. One of the most eye-catching was the man who wore the red five-star chef badge.
He looked like he was only thirteen or fourteen years old, with delicate and straight facial features on his face, and a childish atmosphere. But his obsidian-bright pupils are unforgettable, and he doesn't dare to underestimate this little boy at all.
Leng Haoming stretched out his head and smiled at Liang Xiaoyue: "Hey, you have an opponent, and you are also a five-star special chef, but you are only in your teens, you have to let others a little!"
Liang Xiaoyue was said to have a red face and a thick neck, and immediately glanced at Leng Haoming fiercely. Then I went to see Bai Lianqi again. But people didn't even look at her, as if they really didn't care about her.
Regardless of the attitude below, Jiang Bo still maintained a warm smile on his face. After reading out their respective positions, the game was ordered.
Among the thirty-seven people on the left, Yun Jiye paid more attention to the genius boy, Liang Yuyue, Leng Haoming, Ji Tianyi, and Bai Lianqi. In the team on the right, there are Yun Ji Ye, Tianmen Skull Ye, Chu Qiuxin, and the rest of the cooks are a little less afraid.
Even more noteworthy is the man sitting at the back of the judges' seat. In front of him were two stout guards, holding a huge palace umbrella for him. Cover the upper half of the man's body. It's just the rest of the lower body, which looks very well-proportioned. It should also be no more than thirty years old.
Yun Jiye pursed his lips and whispered casually: "Who is bigger than the emperor's score, in the Bai family, the emperor also directly met me......
Xiao Yuan shook his head when he heard this, and said to Yun Jiye with a face full of hope: "Sister, the emperor will not participate in such a competition involving folk chefs, it is like this competition is a ranking recognized by the rivers and lakes, and the royal family does not recognize it, they only recognize the five celebrity chef competitions held a few days ago......"
Yun Jiye raised his eyebrows and asked with more interest: "Then according to what you say, who will be the mysterious referee of the folk chef?"
"I don't know...... I don't know if this mysterious judge is Lord Zhuge or not!" Xiao Yuan thought excitedly.
The corners of Yun Jiye's mouth twitched for a while, and he was sweating profusely: "You'd better expect it not to be that Zhuge Lord on the Shengxi Continent, otherwise I said that the matter of his descendant disciple has been exposed, and it is a small matter if you don't get the prize today, and it will be troublesome if you can't eat and walk around if you turn around......"
One sentence shook Xiao Yuan's body, and his face was as white as paper.