Five steamed buns lay quietly in the steamer.
There is Xiaguang emerging from it, soaring into the sky, bright and glazed.
Above the sky, the dark clouds dissipated, and a ray of light projected down from it, shining on Bu Fang's body, making Bu Fang's whole body seem to become golden.
"Baozi...is it done?"
The audience became quiet, and no one dared to vent their anger.
Because the result was about to come out, everyone was a little nervous, whether Bu Fang would be able to become a fairy chef, or was beaten back to his original form, and finally was beaten by the young master of the Tong family like a dead dog, and brought back.
Everyone's eyes widened, and it was the five buns in the steamer that decided everything.
But…
Everyone gasped.
After everyone's eyes froze for a while, they finally let out long hisses.
The next moment, the audience was in an uproar.
"I'll just say it! I couldn't become a fairy chef three days ago, but I will be able to become a fairy chef three days later. How can there be such an awesome person!"
"The fairy chef is extremely noble, how can a mortal be able to get involved."
"Trash mortals, let's wash up and sleep!"
…
The audience laughed, they were excited, and even danced a little.
There is no immortal energy, and there is no immortal energy in the buns in the steamer.
This shows that Bu Fang failed, his dishes failed to condense immortal energy, and failed to make him a fairy chef.
Bu Fang failed to become a fairy chef, which means that this incomparably rampant mortal is about to suffer...
Of course, some people also feel a little pity.
I thought I could witness a miracle happen.
But... Miracle was strangled by the throat alive, and then completely smashed to pieces.
Ordinary people, after all, still failed to become a fairy chef.
Xuanyuan Xiahui stretched his neck, fixedly staring at the five steamed buns placed in the Xuanwu pot on top of the steamer.
The steamed stuffed bun was crystal clear like jade, full of beauty, and from time to time it would emit the color of glazed glass. Inside the steamed stuffed bun, it seemed that there was light wrapped around it.
But... that steamed stuffed bun has no immortal energy after all.
"Pity… "
Xuanyuan Xiahui felt a little pity, and let out a long sigh.
Xuanyuanxuan stood beside Xuanyuan Xiahui, her eyes were a bit complicated.
Sure enough... still not working
I thought Bu Fang was going to succeed, but unfortunately... it seems to have failed.
Mortals are just human after all...
Mu Liuer frowned, and the smile on his face disappeared. He looked at Bu Fang casted by the sun, and his heart was still a little uncertain.
Although seeing is believing, the bun did not contain the slightest celestial energy, but... from Bu Fang's face, Mu Liuer could not see the slightest worry.
That calm...
It's like laughing at everyone's attitudes.
Steward Chen looked serious.
He was sitting on the judging table, and he was the only judge in the Immortal Kitchen assessment.
Because the rules for being judged as a fairy chef are very simple, trigger the thunder calamity, and the dishes will condense the fairy spirit... as long as you meet these two points, it doesn't matter what the taste of your dishes is.
In fact, the taste and taste of dishes that can help chefs become fairy chefs are not bad.
Tong Cheng raised his foot and stepped on it suddenly.
The jade rolling on the ground was instantly shattered by his foot.
"Trash bastard... Let's see how you still fight with this young master now, but this young master wants to see, who else... dare to protect you!"
Tong Cheng grinned and sneered, his eyes full of disdain.
He thought that Bu Fang would become a fairy chef and cause him some trouble.
His original preparations seem to be unnecessary. If Bu Fang becomes a fairy chef, there will be some troubles.
But... he seemed to overestimate this mortal.
He wasn't even a fairy chef, Tong Cheng wanted to kill Bu Fang, but that wasn't the same as killing an ant.
"Now, what else do you have to say!"
boom! !
Tong Cheng stood up from his seat, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.
The void above the head seems to be distorting.
The cultivation base of the True God Realm is fully displayed at this moment.
The audience felt a little depressed, and it seemed that it became difficult to breathe.
The cultivation base of the True God Realm is enough to overwhelm the audience.
Tong Cheng's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he stared at Bu Fang firmly.
The coercion seems to have turned into substance, as if forming a hill and pressing down.
He wanted to see that mortal kneeling before him begging for mercy.
In the past few days, being upset by a mortal, Tong Cheng felt extremely depressed.
Today is the time for him to release his depression.
He wants to let mortals experience... the eighteen tortures of the Tong family!
Chen Guanshi frowned, looked at Tong Cheng, his mouth muttered, and wanted to say something.
But thinking about it, it's really not worth it to offend the Tong family's young master for a mortal cook who hasn't even condensed his immortal energy.
So he held back the words he was about to speak just now.
He... also gave up on Bu Fang.
If you don't become a fairy chef, you don't even have the qualifications to fight against the aristocratic family.
This mortal is still too young after all.
Hahaha!
Sensing Guanshi Chen's retreat.
Tong Cheng laughed out loud, he was afraid that Xianchu Pavilion would fight Tong Cheng for a mortal.
Although the Tong family is not afraid of the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion, the City Lord's Mansion is standing behind the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion. If something really happens, both parties will be unhappy. For a mortal, there is no need.
Now... is the best ending.
"Now... who else can help you!"
Tong Cheng sneered.
With a leap, he jumped up suddenly, stood on the railing of the audience, and stared at Bu Fang condescendingly.
Bu Fang held his hands behind his back, his expression still so calm.
Xiaobai stood beside Bu Fang, the eyes of the machine were full of light constantly surging.
After devouring the thunder penalty, Xiaobai's fighting strength has also reached the level of a one-star true god, and he will not be weak against Tong Cheng.
certainly…
This is not relying on Bu Fang.
"Young Master Tong Cheng, you are too impatient. You can't make a conclusion right now."
Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from the audience.
The audience was taken aback, and Tong Cheng frowned slightly.
In the distance, Mu Liuer grinned and said.
"Master Mu Shaoge, if you are not an immortal chef, you may not understand the rules of an immortal chef... If the dishes do not have immortal energy, then they are not immortal chefs. Isn't this obvious? Could it be that the Immortal Kitchen Pavilion... must fight to the death with my Tong family ?”
Tong Cheng's tone was a little cold, but also a little sullen.
For a mortal, is Xianchu Pavilion really going to be an enemy of his Tong family
"No, I'm just saying that it's too early to make a conclusion... How do you know that this dish has no immortal energy?" Mu Liu'er said with a smile.
She glanced at Bu Fang, looking at the young man who seemed to be emitting golden light under the sunlight, feeling inexplicably confident in her heart.
"Do you think we are all blind?"
Tong Cheng shook his head and sneered.
"You are blind..."
Suddenly, an indifferent voice sounded.
Everyone is sluggish.
Whether it's the audience, or Tong Cheng, or Chen Guanshi...
They all twisted their necks dumbly, and looked in the direction where Bu Fang was.
Bu Fang squinted his eyes lazily under the warm sun.
He slowly put down the rolled up sleeves, shook them, and then his mind moved.
The five steamed buns flew out as if they were holding colored glass, and landed on the blue and white porcelain plate that Bu Fang had prepared.
This blue and white porcelain plate is round, with steamed stuffed buns placed in it, decorated with verdant spiritual materials, as if wrapped in dense air.
"What did you say?"
Tong Cheng looked at Bu Fang coldly, and the aura on his body became more terrifying and intense, and the whole room seemed to be shaking.
Bu Fang was expressionless, and gave Tong Cheng a sideways glance, as if looking at an idiot.
"Say you're blind..."
After Bu Fang's words fell, he put his hands behind his back and carried the buns, and walked slowly towards the distance.
After a while, he came in front of Guanshi Chen who was sitting on the judging panel.
Chen Guanshi stared blankly at this extremely calm young man, and for a moment... didn't know what to say.
Of the five buns, none of them has immortal energy. Where did this mortal get his courage and confidence...
etc!
Chen Guanshi stared at Baozi, and suddenly his eyes narrowed tightly, as if he remembered something, he felt a little incredible!
"Could it be..."
far away.
Xuanyuan Xiahui also seemed to think of something that he had missed, and his eyes suddenly sparkled.
"So that's the case! So Boss Bu's confidence comes from... tsk tsk tsk!"
Xuanyuan Xuan was stunned.
what's the situation
Why did you say it came from!
Didn't you just say that Bu Fang has no hope? Why are you so excited in the blink of an eye
Could it be that immortal energy can appear out of thin air
However, the next moment... Xuanyuan Xuan froze.
Not only Xuanyuanxuan, but all the audience were staring blankly at the center of the room, at the young man shining in the sun.
A golden kitchen knife appeared in the young man's hand, and he flicked it casually.
The kitchen knife cut down like a shooting star.
One of the steamed buns, which seemed to be wrapped in glaze, was cut open.
clatter...
In the eyes of everyone watching.
From the bun, it seemed as if a clear spring gushed out.
A scent that seemed to have turned into substance rose from the steamed stuffed bun.
A stream of milky white gas came out from the opening of the steamed stuffed bun, rose slowly, and finally circled around the steamed stuffed bun...
That milky gas...
It is the fairy spirit!
The diffusion of the fragrance, in an instant, swept the entire room.
It got into everyone's nose, and they couldn't help showing the look of sinking on their faces.
This fragrance... why can it be so strong? !
grunt...
Everyone swallowed their saliva, looking in disbelief at the lingering fairy air, the scent that had already diffused.
How could a steamed stuffed bun be so fragrant? !
The skin on Chen Guanshi's face was trembling...
it is as expected.
There is something else in this bun.
Chen Guanshi gave Bu Fang a complicated look, and then sat down again.
The steamed bun that was cut by Bu Fang was still flowing with clear springs, the clear soup was steaming hot and fragrant, as if the color of glass was surging in the steamed bun.
"Liuli filled soup dumplings, please taste."
The keel kitchen knife spun in Bu Fang's hand, and after a flick of the knife, it turned into golden gas and dispersed with a bang.
Soup dumpling
Chen Guanshi took a deep breath, and what came into his nostrils was the rich aroma of soup dumplings.
This fragrance is meaty, but also has the fragrance of grains. The meaty fragrance is condensed, like a hemp rope rolled up with different strings, which binds the mind and makes people sink.
And the fragrance of grains is clear, smelling, as if the soul has been washed.
When Tong Cheng saw the immortal energy, his eyes had already tightened up.
This mortal... has really cooked immortal dishes!
damn it…
Tong Cheng secretly hates it! There are even bloodshot eyes in the eyes! His chest heaved violently, and he was so angry that he went crazy!
How could this mortal be able to cook immortal dishes!
But at this moment, the focus of everyone's attention was not on Tong Cheng, but on Chen Guanshi.
Chen Guanshi picked up the jade chopsticks, closed the chopsticks, picked up the soup dumpling that was still gushing out the rich soup, and took a deep breath.
After wiping his beard, he stuck out his mouth and slammed it on the soup dumpling.
The moment when I filled the soup bag...
Chen Guanshi's eyeballs instantly widened!