Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

The chaos came suddenly.

Tangshan, Hongyi, Lei Zhe, Yan Mo, Di Sani, Xue Feichen, Lan Chuhan...

And Zhu Qing trot over with a tray.

In the end, these giants gathered in front of the judging stand. This gathering of heroes is a microcosm of today's competition.After all, the most optimistic giants of Lin are here, and the other giants are like Adams, either giving up treatment early and cooking by their chef partners, or they are still struggling psychologically in the counter.

The stadium was completely silent.

Chiyo Aichi looked at the Lin giants suddenly gathered, and opened his mouth, unable to say a complete word for a long while.

too fast!

This is a general battle one hour in advance!

At the same time, Chiyo Aichi was in the same position as the off-site audience, and was excited from the bottom of his heart-the more chaotic the tasting and appreciation sessions, the more exciting they hope to see is chaotic fighting!

"A total of eight groups presented their "wine" cuisine..."

Shinichiro Furukawa swept across the side by side, a giant Lin in front of the judging stand, with surprise hidden in his eyes. He spoke quickly and briefly introduced the eight giant Lin in one breath, without saying much, turning to a deep voice: " Now, when entering the evaluation process, there is no order, whoever comes first depends on personal wishes!"

"Then, please be the first one!"

The eight giants remained motionless.

When the camera was swept away, the state of the Lin giant at this time was similar to that of the special chefs in the first stage. Looking left and right, no one acted rashly.

Without careful observation, you can discover the jealousy and solemnity in their eyes and faces.

I am afraid that the Lin giant was also unexpected to this chaotic situation.

However, people still found a strange flower, the camera zoomed in, but they saw Zhu Qing, who had just stood still on stage, holding a tray with one hand and waving the other hand to the camera. The movement was very wide. The audience looked at her right hand. The glasses and cocktail bottles on the tray could not help but squeeze a sweat for her.Sister, you can't be more reserved.

"Hey, take a moment!"

Xia Yu Waterfall Khan under the field.

"She's really your aunt... the elder?" With a surprised voice, Tang Yuqiong moved her hands back and quietly moved closer to the No. 8 cooking station. Xia Yu knew why she had this question, and nodded very depressed: "Replacement!"

"She should come to our dark world!"

Another clear and delicate voice.

The little fairy Wu Yingying jumped up, and she saw her master, the female giant Lin Yi on the stage.

Li Quan, Li Han's nephew, and Lin Miao and Elizabeth all came over.

On the stage, Lin giants gathered.

The No. 8 cooking table under the stage is full of top chefs.

The camera finally pulled away from the judging booth, and the big screen gave the 8th cooking table seven or eight seconds. People were surprised that these special chefs actually gathered around a teenager in the center, but when the lens was close-up, all doubts disappeared. Without a trace--

It is not uncommon for special chefs to surround themselves with his words.

"Interesting! The stage is fighting, the off stage is also fighting, two battlefields!"

Seeing this scene, Dojima Gin, Jin Tian Shun, Tulip and other celebrities were very interesting, and they sat up straight and looked forward to it.

The stalemate in front of the jury was quickly broken by a voice:

"It's all here, are you still standing stupid?" Zhu Qing suddenly chuckled when no one moved, and took two steps forward, so the wooden tray in his hand fell on the table with a bang.

"Then I will come first—"

Zhu Qing jumped like a little girl.

Boom!

Another tray fell, and the Lin giant Lei Zhe grinned at the camera, with a faintly frightening light in his eyes: "I'm sorry, Miss Zhu, you can only rank second!"

"What do you mean?" Zhu Qing raised her eyebrows, and immediately raised her lips with a disdainful smile: "...I serve the dishes, and you will immediately follow the dishes? Is this a tit-for-tat battle?"

"If so... then welcome!"

Zhu Qing took a step back.

Lei Zhe also let go and took a step back, seeing two trays side by side in his vision.

The camera gave a close-up of the two trays, and the sound of an uproar was a coincidence. Both trays were equipped with 5 glasses and 1 cocktail bottle. There were no extra decorations, which was very plain.

Moreover, the glasses are all small and exquisite cocktail glasses.

Boom!

When the third tray fell, Lan Chuhan said indifferently, "Zhu Qing, don't forget me!"

"Lan Chuhan!" Zhu Qing raised her eyebrows, her eyes eager to try, "This time, you definitely lose, well, how many times have you lost to me? It seems to be 89 times, no, count. This is the 90th time, and it is just an integer..."

Lanchuhan is as the name suggests, a great beauty with great flavor.

She wears a chef's uniform that is different from Western style. The upper body is apricot half-sleeved shirt, with a collar and no buttons. Many people in the East will have a familiar feeling of kimono depending on the style, but it is actually a Hanfu improvement, just like the old man in Xia's shop. The clothes I often wear when cooking are similar.

The bottom itself is ivory-colored loose trousers, and on the feet are cloth shoes embroidered with plum blossoms.

It is worth mentioning that she wears a brown apron with pockets around her waist, and also has an embroidered plum branch on her side waist, climbing up her slender waist.

This is a woman like Meilan, her temperament and taste are here.

"90th time?"

With a faint ridicule in his eyes, Lan Chuhan's words have a completely different meaning of competition from his own temperament. "You and I have played 178 games in the past two decades. We won 89 games each, so , If it’s the same, I will bounce back to you intact. If I win this time, I will have 90 wins!"

Zhu Qing grinds his teeth.

Xia Yu was sweating profusely off the court.

"Uncle Quan, you and these two are of the same generation...what's the situation?" Li Han stabbed the clan uncle, a raging gossip ignited in his eyes.

Zhu Qing and Lan Chuhan are undoubtedly the geniuses of the previous generation in the Chinese food industry, and they are now single women. This is enough to cause many gossip topics.

"cough!"

Li Quan reluctantly retracted his gaze, with a trace of unclear admiration in his eyes, and he didn't know who the admiration was for, or both.He coughed, and secretly said with sweat: "The dispute between the Zhu family and the Lan family has been around for a long time, and it has lasted for almost a hundred years. The two of them have fought since they were children, and 178 matches are still considered to be few. As a peer of my age, I have also witnessed some of their matches on behalf of the Li family..."

"Then Uncle Quan, why are you still a special chef? Everyone else has gone to the top of the pyramid." Li Han stared.

Li Quan Waterfall is sweaty, waved his hand hurriedly: "Hush, don't talk!"

"I want to be quiet!"

Seeing the clan uncle's black face that was about to turn into anger, Li Han shut his mouth sensibly.

At the same time, Li Han was curious about the previous generation.

Zhu Qing and Lan Chuhan are outstanding representatives of the previous generation.

But in addition to the Zhu family and the Lan family, there are still many long-standing gourmet families in the Chinese food world, such as Shanghai Tang family, such as Guangzhou Longquan Restaurant, and even the Yan family and Ya family in the dark world. There are countless families similar to the Wu family of the Tianji star... What about the Tianjiao of the previous generation?Li Han suddenly realized that the road ahead was full of challenges.

"Humph!"

Lei Zhe snorted coldly.

Zhu Qing and Lan Chuhan put aside his bickering, causing the giant to have an unknown rage.

"Taste--" With a grin, Lei Zhe decided to make the first noise. He immediately grabbed the cocktail bottle and squeezed the lid open. A peculiar smell of wine blew across the stadium in an instant, and countless favors couldn't help but, on the seat, He raised his face high and his neck stretched out, as if he was a flying dragon flying in the sky.

I am a dragon!

Those who smell the aroma of wine have the same heartfelt voice.

Open your mouth and spit!

"Aw—"

The sounds overlapped and merged into a torrent.