Gourmet of Another World

Uncle Fook felt a little uncomfortable with the way the boy spoke in front of him.

What does it mean to lose and win at me, what does it matter to you... he is responsible for enrollment and is also responsible for the primary screening.

There are more strangers than alchemists. After all, there are not many people in the world who can become alchemists, but there are many who cannot become alchemists.

These people who can't be alchemists are going to turn into poisoners or doctors.

And if so many poisoners or doctors are here to sign up, and every one of them is going to choose to enter, isn't he recording the names of the contestants all day? Isn't the Great Book a mess?

A chef… the nice thing to say is chef, the bad thing to say is chef.

A cook came running around to make some noise.

Besides... how many more cooks are there in Tianlancheng today? If there really was such an awesome cook, Lancheng's restaurant wouldn't have shut down that day because of R&D.

Chefs are innate compared to alchemists.

“Teacher! I heard Miss Nangong is here? ”

Just as the two were facing each other, Menton was pushed away, and a figure came in from the outside and rushed.

This is a young, handsome young man with gorgeous eyes and a very spiritual appearance.

This man is a disciple of Uncle Fook, a young physician, very highly skilled.

“Miss Nangong, long time no see... you are still as charming and beautiful as ever.” The young man saw Mandy Nangong standing in the house, his eyes flashing with heat.

Nangong Wan nodded with a smile and didn't say much.

“Uncle Fook, why don't you sign up for this friend... he really wants to attend this wonderful rejuvenation festival. ”

The one-eyed old man glanced at the faceless gait and remembered what the boy had said with pride before, making him laugh.

“Registration is OK, but the husband's business is naturally fair. If Miss Nangong's friends can't even pass the husband's selection... then don't blame the old man for refusing. ”

“Zheng, take the boy down and make a selection with the fifth team. ”

The young man suddenly glanced at the gait and nodded.

“You come with me.” The young man said, walking out of the cabin.

Nangong Wan did not follow, but left the cabin with the one-eyed old man and walked towards the viewing table.

“See that spot, you go over there and tell the person in charge that you are in the competition and they will arrange it for you... but I say, what a fuss you have for a cook.” The young man glanced at the pedestrian gaze, some without words.

A cook. Where else would a cow go?

Physicians and poisoners are the derivative professions of alchemists, at least with hope of surpassing alchemists.

You're a fucking cook... to challenge the alchemist, and you're not afraid to be laughed at.

“I'm afraid you're the first person in history to attend the Rejuvenation Festival as a chef. I hope you can survive the competition, otherwise you won't even make it... go home and wash and sleep. ”

The young man laughed, not that he looked down on the pedestrian formula, but that the idea was too bold.

The pedestrian glanced at the young man, did not speak, some things did not need to be explained, and the pedestrian was lazy to explain to each other.

Besides... they don't have the right to let him explain.

These people… they don't know anything about the chef profession.

Watching the gait walk towards the selection position, a smile flashed in the young man's eyes, turning his head toward the observation deck, Miss Nangong is still there!

……

“Coming to the home contest? Report your profession first, stand aside and wait.” An examiner, indifferently swept the gait, "he said.

“Pedestrian, chef.” Pedestrian.

The examiner shrugged and frowned: “Bite clearly, what kind of teacher is it? ”

“Chef...” walked and looked at the fool, "said.

The examiner is a bit obnoxious, he has met the doctor, he has met the poisoner... but he has also met the chef for the first time, where does this kid come from?

Now that you have been able to come here, it is obvious that you have passed Forever's application, how do you arrange your own assessment?

The examiner had some pain in the balls, looked at the walking formula, and finally waved: “Join the team there. Later, the five of you will assess together, and the examiner will judge whether you are eligible to continue to participate in the Spring Festival. ”

The gait nodded softly and walked to the distant group of four.

On the stands.

The one-eyed old man leaned against the chair and laughed at Mandy Nangong beside him.

Although the Nangong family storm is shaking today, this does not affect the old man's friendship with Nangong Wan. After all, the thin dead camels are bigger than the horses. Even if the Nangong family is ever lonely, he will not be able to sin.

“Miss Nangong, your friend is interesting. Shouldn't the chef's profession be cooking well in the kitchen? Come to participate in the Spring Festival of Wonderful Hands... but we still have chefs in Tianlancheng, which is surprising to old age.” The old man laughed.

“Uncle Fook, don't underestimate my friend, his cooking skills are truly unprecedented.” Mandy Nangong said.

She believed that the cooking on foot was absolutely astonishing, and that the dish of Kambidan medicine, the first time she tasted it, was also shocked for a long time.

It was an ideological shock, and it tasted better than Dan medicine, but it didn't weaken at all.

This is incredible!

I'm afraid there aren't many chefs who can reach this level.

“Looks like Miss Nangong has a lot of confidence in your friends... we'll see.” Uncle Fook doesn't believe a cook has that much bullshit.

As a top physician, he was only crushed in the face of a cloud alchemist, a cook in a district, how counterproductive could there be?

“Then watch, the selection is about to begin.” Nangong is gentle.

……

This is a huge ring with a window ceiling above it, and the glow projects down from that ceiling, making the ring very bright.

In the team where the pedestrians were, the five of them stepped into the ring.

There are five bronze stands on the ring, that's where everyone takes their assessment, and that's where they need to complete their assessment.

The treadmill touched the rough bronze table, the prick's friction, giving way to a slight frown.

The examiner took a few steps, stood at the center of the ring and began to explain the rules of the selection.

In fact, there are no rules, that is, each person should refine a piece, and the effect should be at least eight pints of medicine, so that it can be selected.

This requirement is not really high, or even low.

After all, eight pints of Dandelion is not very difficult for alchemists.

Like the senior alchemists, they refine all the lindane, and that's the horrible effect.

The gait looked at several people around them, all of whom were gods, obviously very confident in their means.

On the observation stage, Uncle Fu smiled and said to Wan Nangong: "These four people are the first 100 strangers who have hope of entering the first 100. Miss Nangong's friends encounter them, it is difficult to stand out. ”

Mandy Nangong just laughed and didn't talk. She believed in Mr. Bao's craftsmanship.

Walking is also a way to feel the confidence of these four people, which is a recognition of their strength.

Confidence because of certainty.

“Okay, now it's time to start the appraisal, the appraisal time… one hour, the timer is eliminated. ”

The examiner looked seriously at everyone and said out loud.

As soon as his voice fell, the crowd on the stage started to do it.

The exam attracted a lot of people. As Fu Bo said, the four people on the stage are not bad names among strangers, and their exams are naturally very eye-catching.

Of course, someone also found a pedestrian formula stuck among the four.

A lot of people have a sympathetic eye, meet these four guys, want to stand out, difficulty... too big.

This kid is supposed to be the first to take part in this selection, and he's got a lot of face and bad luck.

Obviously, there is no hope for the pedestrian side.

The whole field was quiet when the foot formula took out the Xuanwu pan and hit the bronze table.

Thereafter, there was a fierce noise and laughter...

Is this guy here to be funny? Take out a black pot... cook?!