51 Is it finally my turn?

The only first-class chef on the scene is named Yi Yin, who is only thirty-five or sixteen years old, but his cooking skills have reached the level of a first-class chef, and he can be described as young and promising. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Everyone present couldn't help but be solemn, and they all held their breath and looked at Yi Yin and a red clay pot in front of him.

His dishes look like a pot of soup, and the key to making soup is to simmer slowly, which is more time-consuming than other dishes, so it's no wonder how long it takes to cook with the level of a first-class chef.

To everyone's disappointment, Yi Yin did not have the intention of lifting the lid, but instead instructed the maid who served the dish to remove the lid when the dish was brought to the princess.

The maid brought the dishes out, and everyone was eagerly awaiting.

The time of a stick of incense passed, and the maid did not return, and the time of a cup of tea passed, but the maid still did not return.

Compared with other people's works sent back before half a pillar of incense was sent, Yiyin's dishes took much longer to be sent.

Could it be that Yi Yin really succeeded?

But if even he can't succeed, no one else needs to count on it!

Almost all the cooks who were busy on the stove stopped moving, and even the remaining second and fourth third level cooks put down their cooking utensils.

Judging from this situation, there is a good chance that this bounty will be taken by Yi Yin, and it is just a waste of their efforts to continue to work hard.

Everyone's hearts were both expectant and a little sour, and the chefs who knew Yi Yin well were searching their minds for words of praise in order to report the good news to Yi Yin when the good news arrived.

Yi Yin's face was also extremely confident, this dish took a lot of his thoughts, he had been thinking about it since he received the news of the reward, if he couldn't even succeed in this dish, then everyone here had no chance of success.

Fan Yue in the crowd shrugged his shoulders, it seemed that this Yi Yin really had some ability, and the bounty of this million spirit stones would not be his turn.

However, he is not very interested in these real-world currencies, and the cooking value in the system is the most exciting thing for him, if it weren't for the Ning family restaurant, he wouldn't be too lazy to come here to join in the fun.

After everyone waited for two teas, the maid finally came back with a red clay pot.

Everyone's faces lifted, Yi Yin's eyes were happy, and everyone was waiting for the maid to announce the exciting news.

The maid didn't speak, but walked to Yiyin's stove with a red clay pot and put it down gently.

Yi Yin looked down and saw that the lid of the red clay pot had been lifted at this moment, but the soup inside was intact.

The young lady said that this dish was more fragrant than the others, but she still had no appetite. The maid's voice was not loud, but it sounded deafening to Yi Yin's ears.

Actually...... Failed!

Except for Yi Yin, everyone else present was also shocked, and after the shock, there was a sigh, it seemed that it was impossible for anyone here to succeed.

If the city lord can invite Yun Lao from Qinglian Residence, there may still be hope, but it is a pity that Yun Lao has announced that he has been sealing the knife for many years, and it is not a simple matter to let him re-operate.

Yi Yin was silent for a long time, and his complicated emotions finally turned into a sigh.

No one urged him to leave the stove, nor did he go up to comfort him, and the words of congratulations that had been organized in people's minds before were of course useless at this time.

In the silence, suddenly there was a foul smell of burning.

"Ahh

However, even Yi Yin failed, how could he succeed as a seventh-level chef? Thinking of this, this chef felt a lot better.

Just now, everyone thought that Yi Yin would succeed and stopped cooking, but the result was naturally that they missed the best cooking time for the ingredients, and even if they continued now, it was impossible to make good dishes, so everyone left the stove one after another and chose to give up.

There are about thirty people who haven't tried, but the rest of these people are some seventh- and eighth-level chefs, who are completely here to join in the fun, and after seeing that even Yiyin has failed, these people don't even have the idea of trying.

It is impossible to succeed if you try, it is just a shame to add to the joke.

"Is there anyone else you want to try?" said the steward of the City Lord's Mansion, seeing that the fifty stoves were empty.

In fact, he didn't expect any of the remaining people to be able to complete the task and receive a reward, but his duty and pity for his own young lady made him still have a glimmer of hope in his heart.

There was silence in the crowd, and no one would make a head bird at this time.

The steward sighed, and was about to announce the end of today's attempt, when a figure dressed in a cloud-white shirt walked out of the crowd.

Including the steward, everyone present was stunned, but someone really dared to stand up?

This handsome man in life, about sixteen or seventeen years old, dressed in an ordinary cloud-white shirt, with a scarf tied on his left arm, and an ink-colored "ten" embroidered on the armband tied by the scarf, it is Fan Yue!

"I want to try it!"

"Are you sure?" The steward was slightly happy when he saw someone come out, but after seeing the word "ten" on Fan Yue's armband, the hope in his heart was shattered again.

"What, aren't you allowed me to try it?" Fan Yue asked.

"No, of course not, you can pick one of these fifty stoves. "Although he is only facing a tenth-level chef, Fan Yue is young, he doesn't know what level he will reach in the future, of course the steward will not easily offend him, and there is no need to offend him.

The steward didn't say cool words, but it didn't mean that the others didn't say it, just after Fan Yue stood out, the whispers in the crowd rang out.

"Hey, this kid dares to try, it's bold enough. ”

"I don't think he's bold, he's just trying to be in the limelight! a little tenth-level chef actually wants to challenge something that even Master Yiyin couldn't succeed in. ”

"I said you should be quiet, Master Yi Yin may still be depressed now, if he hears you exposing his scars......"

"Yes, yes, thanks to your reminder. ”

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Everyone said everything, in short, they just thought that Fan Yue was just trying to attract people's attention, except of course, the Ling family brothers and sisters and the people from the Ning family's restaurant!

Sima Yan stood beside Ling Feiyu, the third-level chef of their family had just given up directly after witnessing Yi Yin's failure, which made him feel very faceless in front of Ling Feiyu, and now watching Fan Yue on the field naturally inevitably ridiculed.

"Ling Shao, this is the little chef you have high hopes for, right? Could it be that he really thinks that he can complete a task that even Master Yiyin can't accomplish?" Sima Yan's tone was full of sarcasm.

The corners of Ling Feiyu's mouth curled slightly, and he didn't pay too much attention to Sima Yan's taunt: "You'll know right away!"