Reincarnating to Become a Japanese Chef God

"I lost……"

Wei Zhong fell to his knees.

The judges and hostess did not look at him again, and regarded this high spirited chef two hours ago as a pale invisible paper man.

Qi Qingyan hurriedly picked up the microphone, and tremblingly said to the judges: "Then please five judges to vote!"

Jingchu famous chef Duan Hong and Wang Qian.

As well as the celebrity chefs Wang Gong and Old Grandpa Liu in Sichuan, all turned to look at Lan Fengxian, who was slowly standing up.

Just as they said before, these four people, depending on their words and deeds, plan to be led by Lan Fengxian.

In other words, if Lan Fengxian points out who is the winner, they will follow the vote.

As for who the winner is, is there any shady...

At this point, let alone a group of people in the industry, even the most basic audiences who follow the applause are like a mirror.

"Boom!"

Lan Fengxian fixedly looked at the young man at the table, "You make me look forward to your future. I have a foreboding that you will catch up with the predecessors and explore the world..." After that, the palm of the hand was re-patted on the judging table. Button device.

The sound effects of voting spread throughout the venues.

At the same time, the big screen was rebroadcasted above, and the number under Xia Yu's small head flashed light, and the value jumped from "0" to "1".

"Chef Xia Yuxia, one vote is ahead!" Qi Qingyan trembled.

Before she finished her voice, there were 4 overlapping voting sound effects.

The remaining four judges followed Lan Fengxian.

As a result, the number of votes Xia Yu got refreshed after a short second, suddenly jumped from the number "1" to "5".

5 votes!

Corresponding to 5 judges!

"Unanimous win... Chef Xia Yuxia, win by crushing!"

Qi Qingyan clasped the microphone in both hands and shouted, her pink face was full of excited red tide.

There was a tide of applause from the audience.

Lan Fengxian used applause as the background sound effect and gave a closing speech on this halberd: "I said before that fantasy ingredients and the profound meaning of food are the keywords of this halberd."

"Now, I have a new keyword comment on Chef Xia Yuxia's crushing ability."

"Condescending!"

He slowly spit out, "This is a crush on the realm of cooking!"

"Profound meaning, fantasy, the combination of the two, a new path that echoes the new era. What's more commendable is that Chef Xia has already held the key to open the door. He can open the door at any time and enjoy the new world!"

Hearing this, Wei Zhong, who was kneeling and pale, trembled again.

call.

Xia Yu exhaled heavily, and the last haze accumulated in his heart was dissipated at this moment.

The lights fell, and the camera was aimed at him. Xia Yu raised his right hand high and squeezed into a fist, "This is the big fist of the sandbag... I won, and I also smashed your alternate pastry Wang Guangrong, so, Chef Wei, can you take back your previous evaluation of Liu Ying and her Yuanxiao dim sum?"

Wei Zhong raised his head, resting his hands on the floor, clenching his fists.

He said nothing.

"Ah!"

Seeing this, Xia Yu didn't force it, turned around to see Old Grandpa Liu, and then took a look at a group of contestants selected by Liu's two hours ago. "You can taste Sakura's Lantern Festival and compare your own works. "

"Now, I temporarily nominate Kozakura as the winner of the selection, do you have any objections?"

Liu Ying covered her mouth in the audience.

Liu Lan and a few middle-aged chefs surnamed Liu immediately lowered their heads when Xia Yu spoke this way, and did not dare to meet the gaze of the great devil on the stage.

Grandpa Liu was not annoyed, but smiled at the young demon king who raised his fist.

In front of the TV.

I don’t know how many people in the industry, look at Wei Zhong, who is kneeling not far away, and look at the silent Liu clan. They say in unison:

This Demon King Xia is in full force!

Bai Yulou.

The whispers of trainees and formal chefs spread throughout the corridor.

"Devil Xia has won!"

"Doesn't that mean that Chef Wei Zhongwei will be branded with an unpalatable seal denying everything?"

Many male chefs turned pale.

There are also a few kind-hearted female chefs who can’t bear to discuss: "Chef Wei has been active in the Chinese food industry for so many years, and once he was embarrassed and put to jail, thinking that he has contributed to the food industry, this kind of capital punishment, Can’t you lose one point?"

"Yeah, the unpalatable seal is equivalent to erasing the profession of the chef, since he has already walked on the road and quickly opened the door and reduced his sentence, so the Chinese community will soon have one more member of the Dragon Chef!"

Patter.

A door of the main hall opened.

The two pavilion masters Wei An and Kong Chun came out from the hall hand in hand. Hearing the sounds from all sides, Wei An's expression sank suddenly and shouted: "Eating halberd is not a child's play!"

"The halberd rule is even more sacred and not to be desecrated!"

"You remember, eating a halberd is war, and the loser must endure pain. I hope that the chefs in Baiyulou will be responsible for every halberd showdown. Before acting, avoid impulsiveness and avoid underestimating the enemy. If you can, remember to know yourself and the enemy. These four-character mantras!"

It was quiet upstairs and downstairs.

Kong Chun sighed secretly, this is Shiji, regardless of seniority, regardless of authority, the loser definitely has no reason to escape.

Back to the scene.

The lens zoomed in on the live screen by slowly pulling out a soldering iron from the cauldron.

The executioner who had been waiting for a long time, one holding a soldering iron that was constantly whipping the air, the other walked up to Wei Zhong and asked blankly: "Wei Zhong, this ugly seal, you are going to print it on the back. Or the front chest?"

The executioner called Wei Zhong his name instead of honoring the chef.

Because, Die Chuan Yin will soon deprive Wei Zhong of his "cook" status.

Wei Zhong knelt and buried his head, motionless.

He clung to the carpet with both hands, and sweat kept slipping from his arms.

Without a response from Wei Zhong, the two executioners looked at each other, and looked at Lan Fengxian from the back. Seeing Lan Fengxian nodded slightly, the brawny man holding a soldering iron had a hideous look on his face, and he held it in midair. The red torture tool was aimed at the back of the famous chef and pressed it down!

"what"

smoke.

At the same time, the horn amplifies and broadcasts the dull screams of the victim.

Duan Hong and Wang Gan, famous Jingchu chefs, turned their heads unbearably.

They have solidarity, but more of it is a kind of fear for no reason.

Wei Zhong was branded unpalatable and he retired from the food world. Baiyun Pavilion lost a general and Huang He was decapitated.If the vortex disappears at this point, that's all, if the vortex continues to expand, where should they go?

...

Backstage.

On the promenade, Xia Yu looked at Zhu Qing who suddenly appeared, and said hello: "Yo"

Zhu Qing couldn't help but said, rushing forward, holding the teenager into his arms.

"You little villain, when did you touch the mystery of the Dragon Gate, and caused me to worry for so long before eating the halberd. You have to accompany me in tears" Zhu Qing is very strong, or she suppressed the worry in her heart these days , A brain burst out, Xia Yu was caught off guard by Zhu Qing, her entire face buried in her full chest, and an unspeakable sense of suffocation surged up, making people happy and depressed.

After a long time, when he straightened Xia Yu, Zhu Qing saw his messy hair and the blushing expression on his face, and suddenly smiled and blossomed: "I told you to always be mystery and secret love to sell Guanzi! Sorrow!"

He said so, but his hands were extremely gentle, and he wiped the faint layer of sweat on his forehead with his white palms.

Xia Yu touched her nose, a faint fragrance lingered.

"This is suffering or welfare..." His eyes fluttered close at hand.

"what did you say?"

"..." rw