Gourmet of Another World

Hundreds of banquets are events organized by the Empire to celebrate Spring Crescent Festival and are celebrations in their own right.

Tian Xuanmen Square, the scent is full of scents, the laughter is constant, the scene is very harmonious, the scent of food, the smiles of the diners are interwoven into an unforgettable set of paintings.

The delight of the diners and the care of the chefs in cooking bring extra warmth during this cold winter.

But… when the warmth is over, the cruel battle begins, and the people will choose the number one chef for this hundred banquets.

For the diners, eating is happiness and happiness, but choosing… is painful, because this hundred banquets, the dishes are really delicious, whether it's Sixi Pills, Grilled Spirit Beast, Grilled Vegetable Spirit Beast, and Seven Colored Moon Dumplings… these are all foods they have never even heard of.

A lot of people are involved, but there is no way, each of them has one vote, can't waste it, otherwise come to this hundred banquets unjustly.

He also felt choked enough after walking through all the dumplings, breathing gently, wiping away the water stains in his hand, wiping away the sweat on his forehead, and packing hundreds of dumplings in one breath.

Other chefs have finished their dishes, and rarely have some leisurely leaning against the stove, although there are still a lot of ingredients left, but it's time for the selection, and they're not cooking, which means the Hundred Festivals are almost over.

Chef Kim's eyes are a little sharp, he feels a little powerless. The strength of the contestant chef in this session is terrible. Both Mr. Bao and the two brothers in Qingyang Town have great potential to threaten his position, which makes him feel a little nervous.

Ji Chengxue stood up, dressed in the fur of a spiritual beast, walked slowly, stood on the high platform and watched the whole scene.

“This hundred banquets, I wonder if everyone can eat it with pleasure and addiction?” Ji Chengxue's voice is very calm, haunting the whole Tianxuan Gate Square, surrounded by stoves, the heat is still rising.

Folk listened to Ji Chengxue's long story, but he had laid down a few dumplings and cooked them for so long, he also had a little bit of chili himself.

White dumplings came out, white crystalline, chubby and cute, took a bite, and the fragrance of colour erupted instantly, covering his face, making him slightly intoxicated.

This seven-color fragrance can only be introduced after special treatment. The focus is in his soft dough. The dough is carefully rubbed with real breath. The dough is filled with real breath, a layer of pinch, wrapped in those fillings. After the boiling of the hot soup, it has some catalytic effect. The color of those colorful fillings is reflected. In fact, the spreading fragrance is not substantiated. Simply explain that it is actually like a mirage of the sea city.

But the fragrance is solid.

He drank a warm, warm soup, walked lightly and took another dumpling, deliciously wrapped around his taste buds to make him feel satisfied.

Sometimes just a small bowl of dumplings is enough to satisfy you.

When the foot recipe finished a bowl of dumplings, Ji Chengxue finally ended the long story, as if those high-ranking officials needed to say a lot of insignificant things before the event began.

It's no surprise that the pedestrian formula has been around for a long time.

“Next, each of you has a special bronze coin, which is the ticket that represents your favorite dish from so many chefs here today? If you like, place your bronze coins on a porcelain plate in front of the chef's counter, and the most voted will receive the prize prepared by the court.” Ji Chengxue did not speak any more, but returned and sat on the chair. One eunuch stepped forward, dumped the dust and announced the rules with a sharp voice.

The civilians beneath turned to look at the special copper coin in their hands.

And when the eunuchs announced the start of an orderly poll, the civilians immediately lined up to leave their positions and head towards the cook's stove on the side.

“Chef Kim, your Sixi pills are really delicious, I support you!” A big man thrilled to put a copper coin in a porcelain dish with a bald golden chef.

Chef Kim's face was like a blossoming flower, and the first person voted for him? Looks like his four-high pills should be echoing pretty well.

Chef Kim touched his bald head and suddenly felt brilliant again. He looked provocatively at the distant walking formula and mumbled at the fat guy beside him. He continued to snap at the fat guy with the chicken legs and a slight nostril.

With the first vote, is the second one still far?

“Fatty, your barbecue is delicious! Sister supports you!” This is in favour of Aru.

“Big black pot, your spiritual beast barbecue makes me want it. It's delicious! You're a chef! Awesome!” This is in support of Avi.

“Boss Bao! You're so handsome, your knifeman. You're blinding me! Your dumplings... make me want to cry! It's delicious! ”

“Mr. Bo, I'm giving you a monkey! I'll always be there for you! ”

“Boss Bo, I really like your dishes, I hope you can cook more delicious dishes to support you.” The old couple, walking hand to hand, put the copper coin in the porcelain plate in front of the pedestrian formula, smiling encouragement.

The steps were straight, slightly indebted to the two old men, and said softly: “I will try. ”

The situation presents a one-sided trend in an instant...

Chef Kim looked at the lonely copper coin in her porcelain plate and said the second one... said to go to the peak of her life?

His bald head gradually dimmed, losing almost any shine.

Aruka snapped his chicken legs out of his apron bag, biting them hard and enjoying them all over his face.

Awei looked at the porcelain dish in front of him with a gloomy face, obviously his votes were much lower than the starting formula...

Are you gonna lose? How could it be... so hard to make this time's food! Even the Chinese food technique is out, why lose? And it's lost to a guy who doesn't need spiritual ingredients!

Wei squeezed his fist, his mouth bite hard, very unhappy.

“Stinky boss! This dumpling is delicious! Will it be in the store?” Ouyang Xiaoyi jumped in front of the pedestrian formula and said with a smile, her vote must be for the pedestrian formula.

Xiao Yanyu Xiaolong and others also walked over and put the copper coin in the porcelain plate in front of the walking area. He smiled gently and nodded to the walking area.

The ministers also came, and many of them chose Awei's roasted spirits, but more chose the seven-colored moon dumplings on foot.

In their view, Awei's grilled spiritual animal skills have reached the perfect level, but on top of emotional commitment, there is no comparison with Boss Bo's dumplings.

The kind of food that makes people feel happy and happy during the winter months, it just gives them a lot of flavor.

Boss Bo's food... magical! There is a magic that sinks them!

“I don't like it! How could I lose!” Wei looked at the few votes in his porcelain plate and his face was very ugly. Of course, he had very few in his porcelain plate, which was quite good compared to the other people's glossy porcelain plate.

Even his brother, Aru, had only a few copper coins, but Aru didn't care, and Maizi grabbed the chicken leg and stuffed it in his mouth, eating it very high.

“Disgusted?” Ji Chengxue glanced lightly at Awei and said: “This is the popular vote, it was chosen by the public. Why do you disagree? ”

Avetton was slow and mute. Indeed, Ji Chengxue was right. This vote was not a person, but a fair fight. A popular vote. Why did he disagree?

But he's just uncomfortable... why does his carefully prepared dish compare to a seven-color lunar dumpling that doesn't even have the power to use spiritual ingredients?

Chef Kim stood aside, listening to Awei's questioning, also standing tall and nodding slightly.

The taste of spiritual ingredients is by no means comparable to ordinary ingredients, which has always been common sense in the culinary world, but the pedestrian formula today breaks that.

He stroked his stomach and glanced at Wei and the bald-headed golden chef with no expression.

He said faintly, "Disgusted? Then have a bowl. ”