Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan Chapter 585: The End of the Special Kitchen Final

The dish presented by Li Quan is flame pot stickers.

And Cai Pau Ichiro, unexpectedly, finally took a plate of fried dumplings.

Counting the Chinese fried noodles in the first round, the pancake fruit in the second round and the snacks of this round, the Sapporo tournament finals revolves around Chinese cuisine. The emotions of the tournament officials at this moment are probably extremely complicated.

"gone--"

Seeing that the two chefs served their dishes one after another, the judges hadn't started tasting, and a participating team left the guest seat.

The lens to the past.

In the picture, this group of people are all dressed in black crane cloaks with lin patterns. This kind of coat full of traditional antiquity is more like a striking group costume.

The number is the same as that of the Baiyulou team, seven people, five special chefs, and two Lin giants.

Dojima Ginjima looked at the TV screen in fear.

"This is the Ba Mianlou team!"

Staring at an ordinary chef, Dojima Gin said, "This person is Lin Miao, one of the'Five Profound Snakes'. According to my assessment, Shiroichiro and I are not weaker than Li Quan."

"If it weren't for Ba Mianlou's voluntary withdrawal, the zone b finals would definitely be an inextricable fight."

Xia Yu was also curiously looking at these people.

There is no doubt that the'Bamianlou participating group' is essentially a representative of the dark world in China.

Outside the Chinese circle, the so-called dark chefs are actually a group of people who use taboo ingredients and food cells to do improper activities. The "Gourmet Club" is one of them. However, compared with some extreme organizations, they are considered to be a good food in the world. Will' be regarded as cherishing the feathers, otherwise the tournament officials will not let their teams participate.

The Chinese dark chefs are completely different from those notorious evil chefs in the world.

To put it simply, one is to go through the mind and flow, and the other is to rely on food and strength to destroy.

Over the years, the Chinese dark world has not been a stagnant pool.

I heard from Zhu Qing that in the early years, there was also an upsurge in the food cell, the food balin chef, in the Mainland of China, and many outstanding people emerged. .It is undeniable that from the past to the present, there has also been a genre of food tyrants in mainland China, but it has only become low-key.

To be honest, if given the opportunity, Xia Yu doesn't mind playing against the Chinese Dark Chef and discussing one or two.

He has a strong hunch.

The discussion on the form of greeting is coming soon.

Xia Yu was already thinking secretly about what recipe to use to greet the dark world.

After all, speaking of it, a lot of his body belongs to the dark world.

Cooking skills, kitchenware.

There are also many ancient recipes with a personal brand.

...

The third round of evaluation is ongoing.

The Ba Mianlou team exited early.

The two Lin giants in Baiyulou, Lan Chuhan and Xue Feichen looked at each other, helpless each other.

"Li Quan, this stubborn bull!"

Xue Feichen cursed in a low voice: "Before I obviously started, I told him again and again not to use "Blow Flame", avoid the edge!He still insists on picking up dishes with flames as the core, isn't he hitting his gun for abuse!"

Lan Chuhan sighed and looked at the judging panel.

At this time, Li Quan was looking forward to watching the five judges who had tasted his "flaming pot stickers".

But Li Quan's heart was sinking gradually.

The expressions of the five judges never saw waves. Even if most of the pot stickers were swallowed in one bite, the reaction was as plain as water.

Li Han stopped playing mobile games, looking up, his eyes were full of complexity.

"Totally... lose!"

He clenched his fists, and his eyes burst out of unwillingness, but Li Han could think of the lonely "intention", but Li Han swallowed in fear. When he went to see his uncle, his eyes only had admiration and feeling. .

"Uncle, I'll take you!"

Shout loudly and give a thumbs up to the chef on the stage.

Hearing the sound, Li Quan looked over, only bitterness on his face.

Li Han understood the thousand words in this bitter expression.

This is not a private fighting technique, but an international competition stage. Li's uncles and nephews are on the battlefield, but both are defeated in the "explosive" dishes. At this time, the Chinese food industry is probably brewing a storm.

In any case, Lee's game in Sapporo, I am afraid that only negative energy harvest.

"No way!"

"No strength to touch me at all!"

"Not enough! Not enough flames!"

Five judges put down their chopsticks one after another.

"Then, try my fried dumplings—" Cai Pau Ichiro took a step forward.

This man, in international competitions, still wears a black close-fitting undershirt, no chef uniform, only a big apron, and a long red head that makes him look mature and charming.

"Fried dumplings?"

Andrea supported her cheek with one hand and looked languid, like a terminal patient with anorexia.She glanced at the fried dumplings made by Jaipa Joichiro, her eyes were cold, and her words were very rude: "If you still prefer to cook with'fire' and use'fire' as the soul of the dishes, you don't need to eat it, I abstained. Right!"

igo research authority Luther uses a white handkerchief to wipe the grease on the lips, and it seems that he doesn't intend to taste it anymore.

Hearing that, on stage and off stage, all chefs who understand Andrea's words and meanings have complex expressions.

Yes!

The "Xia's Seven Kingdoms Unified Fried Noodles" is ahead, and the road is cut off. The subsequent rounds of dishes with the "flame" as the core will surely fall into the abyss.

"After eating, it will be announced!"

Cai Pau Ichiro said lightly.

"Then... eat it!"

Adelaide picked up the chopsticks and picked up fried dumplings.

Potstickers and fried dumplings, although they are all stuffed with skins, there are big differences in appearance and cooking methods.

Sniffing the taste, Adelaide's eyes flashed, opened his mouth, and swallowed the delicate and small fried dumplings in one bite!

"vomit!"

There was a violent earthquake, and tables and chairs rang.

The audience watched blankly with their hands around their necks, like a young British man who was drowning and dying, all stunned.

Dry cough, retching!

But Adelaide was holding the fried dumplings in his mouth, even though his face was sour and purple, he was still chewing with his hands on his neck and was unable to breathe. The saliva was uncontrollable, like a patter. The rain drops!

"Ho, ho, ho—"

Finally, after swallowing the food, Adelaide seemed to lose strength and collapsed softly on the chair.

Witness this scene.

"I will try it too!"

The chief judge, Shinichiro Furukawa, also held chopsticks and put a fried dumpling in his mouth.

boom!

Although he was mentally prepared, Shinichiro Furukawa was still shocked. He stood up on the ground like a snake or scorpion, and his chopsticks fell to the ground.

"Xiu, Shura!"

With cold sweat on his forehead, Shinichiro Furukawa yelled unconsciously.

Star did not know when he also stuffed fried dumplings in his mouth, pressing the iron mask that was about to fall off his face with a palm, and said in a low voice, "...It seems that there is a palm that broke through the stomach pouch, pierced through the esophagus, and found mine. Mouth, opened my mouth so hard... irresistible violence!"

Hiss!

What is called loneliness, the memory of the emperor's superior food, was broken by a bruised ghost hand!

The banned appetite suddenly tore a big gap.

"Crude and direct food righteousness!"

""Sura"..."

"Is this your cooking aesthetics?"

Soon, the five judges returned to their senses, staring at Cai Pau Ichiro with horror on their faces.

"The hospitality is poor—"

The man with the name of Shura just smiled faintly.

Seeing this, Dojima Gin slapped his thigh backstage.

"This guy is fighting with you!"

He glanced at Xia Yu and said, "Shiiichiro actually hates himself as a foodie. If he didn't hate him and let him go, he would have been Chef Lin, instead of being such a half-hearted man."

"In order to fight you in the air, he finally showed his hole cards. Your kid is proud enough!"

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