Just from the scene in front of us, we can see how much the civilians of the Huarong Empire admire the army. How can the entire empire not be strong with such folk customs? No wonder it can become the most powerful country in the mainland.
A slender man came out from the crowd on the stage. It would be an exaggeration to say that he is slender, his waist is soft when he walks, and his handsome and somewhat overly beautiful face is set off by a white robe. In front of everyone, his age could not be seen from the surface at all, without using a magic amplifier, he smiled and said: "Thank you Fatty Hua, you may not know me yet, let me introduce myself, I am the new Marshal of the Northeast Army, my name is Arc light." His voice was a little soft, but his voice was heard by the people more clearly than Fatty Hua who used a magic amplifier.
There was an uproar immediately below, it was a bit like the inconvenience of the woman's marshal did not disgust the people, most of the people showed strong respect in their eyes, Nian Bing vaguely heard someone beside him saying, "Oh my God! He just has Marshal Arc Light, who is known as the magic commander? It’s really great that he was transferred to us from the Northern Army Group, I heard that he is a martial arts saint!"
Nian Bing's heart trembled slightly. This marshal who looked like his sister-in-law actually had the strength of a martial saint. He was dispatched from the Northern Army Group to be a marshal here, and he was by no means easy to deal with. After asking the enthusiastic people around in a low voice, they immediately learned some deeds about Arc Light. It turned out that Marshal Arc Guang was the deputy marshal of the Northern Army before he came to the Northeast Army. He had led the army to fight against the Langmu Empire many times. He was known for his cruelty and bloodthirsty. Confused by his appearance, that was guaranteed to be the first to die. Now being dispatched here to serve as the marshal, it is obvious that he has been promoted. His nickname in the imperial capital was Demon Snake, but the people of Huarong Empire respected him very much, so they directly called him Demon Commander.
On the stage, Mo Shuai flashed a smile that could confuse men. "Okay, don't disturb everyone's appreciation of the gorgeous cooking skills. Fatty Hua and I will be the chief judges this time. My tongue is very good. The chefs who are preparing to participate in the competition must work hard." After finishing speaking, he said to Everyone nodded slightly and walked over from behind the round platform. The crowd automatically dispersed to both sides, watching Arc Light and the Guizhou people walk up to the left and right stands, only Fatty Hua was left on the stage at this time.
Fatty Hua cleared his throat, smiled slightly, and the fat on his face kept trembling, "Fatty, I only have one hobby in my life, eating. For this hobby, I have learned to cook since I was seven years old, and I have worshiped many masters. Until this year , I have been a cook for fifty years, and now I only have one wish. It is to carry forward the cooking skills and let more people eat delicious food. The rewards of this competition are more generous than before. We recommend the champion of the competition to participate in the God of Cooking Competition, and with the increasing influence of the Hualong Cooking Challenge Competition, after I discussed with the organizing committee of the God of Cooking Competition, the top three in this competition will all have the opportunity to participate in the Master of Chef Competition. At the same time, The prize money has also been increased. Chefs entering the semi-finals will each be rewarded with 100 purple gold coins, while the ten chefs who entered the final will be rewarded with 500 purple gold coins. High rewards of purple gold coins and 800 purple gold coins, hey, I, Fatty Hua, will go bankrupt again. Those who still want to sign up should hurry up, today is the last day to sign up." His funny appearance could not help but arouse the crowd There was a roar of laughter.
Nian Bing's heart was beating violently, how could he let go of such an opportunity. He doesn't care about the amount of the prize money, what he cares about is the opportunity to compete with high-level chefs, whether it's Zha Ji's previous narration or his personal experience, it tells him that under the pressure of the competition, chefs often have two behaviors , one is due to nervousness and falls short of the standard, and the other is to perform beyond the level and make more wonderful food. Undoubtedly, Nian Bing belongs to the latter type.
Without any further hesitation, he asked the public for the location of Hualong Hotel, and immediately squeezed out of the crowd, not to be missed, whether it was the Hualong Chef Challenge or the God of Cooking Competition, he was never willing to give up.
Hualong Hotel is much more gorgeous than Nian Bing imagined. If Dachengxuan is the representative of gorgeousness, then Hualong Hotel is the pinnacle of gorgeousness. The eleven-story building represents the highest level of architecture in Yangon mainland. The building as a whole is in a semicircle, facing Talu Square like a big mouth for money-making. The whole building is completely covered in gold. The four words Hualong Hotel each occupy an area of Zhang Xu, and the golden brilliance is illuminated by the sun. It is very obvious that although there are only four waitresses at the door who are in charge of reception, their quality is much higher than those of Dachengxuan. They are all about 1.75 meters tall, and their slender figures are covered by white long skirts. The touching, beautiful face is pure and pleasant. Although it is not as beautiful as Feng Nu, it can be regarded as a high-class beauty.
Arriving at the entrance of the restaurant, Nian Bing just wanted to go in, but was stopped by a sister-in-law, with a charming smile on her pretty face, "Sir, I'm sorry, due to this Hualong Cooking Competition, the restaurant is temporarily closed."
Nian Bing smiled slightly, and the woman was stunned by her handsome face, "Hi, I'm here to sign up." The girl is obviously the first of the four girls at the door, and she is the best in both manner and appearance, she is slightly out of control After that, he returned to normal immediately, and said in surprise: "Are you going to participate in this competition? But, you are so young..." The golden age of a chef is between forty and fifty years old, regardless of physical condition, cooking time and Experience is the best. Although there are young people participating in this competition, they are extremely rare. There is only one young person who can enter the semi-finals before.
Nian Bing nodded, and said: "Is there an age limit for the competition? The so-called ambition is not high, and the level of cooking skills is not used to measure."
The girl saluted slightly, and said: "I'm sorry sir, I was wrong, please come with me." Her gentle service attitude immediately made Nian Bing feel better, nodded with a smile, and followed the girl into Hualong Hotel.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see a huge hall. The center of the hall is obviously responsible for the reception, and there are hundreds of tables on both sides. The decoration is mainly golden, coupled with the clean red carpet, it looks extremely gorgeous. The value of the pillars engraved with golden dragons around the hall alone is unimaginable. The craftsmanship is so exquisite that even the dragon's scales can be clearly seen.
Under the leadership of the waiter girl. Nian Bing was taken directly to the second floor. According to the waiter, the entire second floor is the kitchen of Hualong Hotel.
Sure enough, when they came to the second floor, Nian Bing was shocked by the scene in front of him. The entire second floor was completely composed of the kitchen, which was divided into several parts, and the largest part was where ordinary chefs cook. At this moment, it is also here that the preliminary round of the Hualong Cooking Competition is being held. At least a hundred chefs are working hard to be able to enter the semi-finals and show their faces on the huge round stage, and there are still many people waiting at the side, cooking. Beside the chefs, some people in blue clothes were patrolling back and forth, each holding a board in their hands, and they were constantly recording something on it.
"Look, sir, this is the competition venue. The innermost part is the judging table. After cooking the dishes, send them over for tasting and judging, and then you can decide whether you can participate in the semi-finals." The beautiful waiter explained to Nian Bing. Nian Bing's handsome appearance made her talk more than usual.
Nian Bing nodded, and said: "Then what is the separated place? Is it also the kitchen?"
The beautiful waiter said: "Yes, that's where the senior chefs of our Hualong Hotel cook. In this competition, our Hualong Hotel also sent three chefs to participate, and they have already entered the semi-finals. Alright, let me take you to sign up. .”
Under her leadership, the two came to a small room next to the kitchen hall. An old man was sitting in the room, who looked about sixty or seventy years old. Lazy* was dozing off on the back of the chair. His appearance was very ordinary, no different from ordinary old people, except for a small sarcoma on his forehead. Seeing this scene, Nian Bing couldn't help but feel moved.
The beautiful waiter walked up to the old man and said respectfully, "Old Ling, someone has signed up."
The old man opened his eyes and smiled kindly when he saw the girl, "Girl, it's you again! Are you tired of standing outside? I told Fatty Hua to give you another place to work. You don't want it, really. Standing out all the time, you pretty little girls, is not good for your skin."
The girl smiled slightly and said: "Thank you for your concern, if you have time, you can make us some good food, won't it make up for it?"
Nian Bing took a step forward and said, "Hello, I want to sign up for the competition."
The old man turned his gaze to Nian Bing, and frowned when he saw his handsome appearance, "Sign up, what's your name, do you have any good cooking skills? This is a cooking competition, and pastry chefs and cold spells are not accepted." teacher's registration."
"My name is Nian Bing, and I'm not particularly good at anything. I can cook general dishes."
The old man curled his lips, "Young man, you have a good tone! Well, I want to see what you are capable of. There is no charge for registration for this competition, but you need to pass my test before you can pass." , took out a glorious wooden sign from under the table and handed it to Nian Bing, saying: "No matter what method you use, engrave your name neatly on it, and give you ten breaths."
Nian Bing took the wooden sign but did not move. His eyes fell on the hands of the old man. They were hands that should never have appeared on his age. The old man's hands were slender and fair, exuding a faint glow Zhiguang, his nails are very neatly trimmed. Although his hands do not have protruding joints, Nian Bing clearly feels that these hands are full of explosive power. Subconsciously, he whispered: "Ling Chef That's strict."
Hearing these four words, the old man's eyes shone brightly, and the previous contempt completely disappeared, "You know me?"
Nian Bing smiled slightly and said: "I didn't expect to see you here, old man. Let me complete your test first." Holding the wooden sign in his left hand, he stretched out his right index finger, and a faint blue light condensed on the index finger. After a while, two characters like iron strokes and silver hooks appeared on the wooden sign. The two characters were natural, without a trace of carving, but they were deeply limited in the wooden sign.
Ling Chef Na Yan didn't look at the wooden sign in Nian Bing's hand, but looked him up and down, "Not many people can recognize me, I don't think we have met before, how did you do it?"
Nian Bing smiled slightly, and said: "It's not difficult. The Spiritual Chef seems to have two other titles, one is the Double Headed Chef and the other is the Jade Hands Chef. However, I saw these two characteristics in my body, and after a bold guess, I actually hit it."
That Yan took a deep look at Nian Bing, "So, you should be an old friend's disciple. People who know my two nicknames are rare. Who is your master?"
Nian Bing smiled and said: "You don't need to ask me now, you will understand when you watch my game. I don't say it because I don't respect you, but because I am afraid that I will weaken the name of the master. Excuse me, Where should I participate in the preliminary competition?" While speaking, he stretched out his hand in front of Na Yan.
At this time, the waitress on the side discovered that Nian Bing's hand was very similar to that of Yan's, the same slender and smooth, and even more lustrous.
Na Yan's eyes flashed, "I didn't expect to meet the disciple of an old friend, young man, you are very interesting. Ling Dang, just take him to the semi-finals to register, and just say I said it, and he doesn't need to participate in the preliminary round."
The waiter Bell was stunned for a moment, and said: "Old Ling, this is not good, it does not comply with the rules."
That Yan smiled lightly and said: "Mine is the assessment, girl Yuli, if you watch the game, you will understand what I mean. Boy, you have to work hard, I hope to see you in the finals, don't be careless , Among the people who came to participate in the competition this time, there are some that even I am not sure that I can win."
Nian Bing was taken aback. As the fourth of the five master chefs, God of Cooking said so, which shows the strength of the opponent, so he immediately nodded his head in agreement.
Ling Dang took Nian Bing to sign up, but Ling Chef's strict eyes showed deep feelings, "Old ghost, I haven't seen you for decades, I didn't expect your apprentice to come out of the mountain. How come I don’t know the technique evolved from carving knife technique? The descendant of the number one ghost chef in the mainland also came to compete, it seems that I can’t sit still here.”
Successfully qualified for the semi-finals, Nian Bing was arranged on the second day after the official start of the competition. He found out after inquiring that no one has signed up now. In the past ten days, a total of more than 130 chefs have entered the semi-finals. Finally, after the cooking demonstration on the round platform outside, only ten people entered the final after a comprehensive evaluation, and they competed together on the last day of the competition to determine the ranking. The method of the competition is very simple. In the preliminary round, the materials specified by Hualong will be processed, and in the second round, it will be a dish that he is good at. In the final round, there will be three competitions. In the first round, people from Hualong will choose the ingredients In the second round, the examiners will put forward various requirements and the finalists will complete them, and the last round is for free play.
Holding the wooden sign with the logo on it, Nian Bing left Hualong Hotel. Since his competition is tomorrow, let’s watch other people’s competitions today. Nian Bing is not worried at all about what dish he is good at tomorrow. After all, like A chef of his ability has no flaws in his confidence. The most rewarding thing for Nian Bing today is meeting Ling Chef Na Yan. Cha Ji once told him that although the top five chef gods were ranked in order at the beginning, the difference in cooking skills between them is actually very small. Everyone has their own unique skills. His culinary skills, only competing with culinary masters will help him the most.
The rematch on Talu Square is already in full swing. When Nian Bing came to the square again, he could no longer squeeze into the crowd to watch it closely. The turbulent crowd was not too noisy. It seemed that everyone here understood that only the best for the chefs Only in the environment can we see the excellent culinary skills. Fortunately, Nian Bing has amazing eyesight after eating snake gallbladder. Although far away. But it was barely able to see clearly.
After observing Nian Bing, I was surprised to find that each of these chefs who were able to enter the semi-finals has considerable strength, not only their proficiency in skills, but their spirituality in cooking alone is not comparable to that of ordinary chefs. All kinds of glimpses of gorgeous culinary skills are constantly displayed on the competition stage. Seeing this, Nian Bing not only did not flinch in the slightest, but was very excited. He knew that his decision to participate in the competition was very correct. Every chef here has something for himself to learn.
After all, senior chefs are not comparable to ordinary chefs. Although there are only ten people on the stage cooking, due to the appropriate height of the competition stage and their exquisite cooking skills, the aroma actually covers most of the area of Talu Square.
The competition was going on round after round. Since the competition stage was always rotating slowly, it was impossible for Nian Bing to see the movements of everyone in Mengmeng clearly. However, just observing some of them had inspired him a lot. In particular, the special cooking methods used by some chefs aroused his admiration.
When the fifth round of the rematch progressed, Nian Bing's eyes lit up, and he saw a young man who was about the same age as himself, although his appearance was ordinary. But he exuded a familiar feeling. At the beginning of the fifth rematch, others were already busy cooking their own special dishes, but he didn't move. He concentrated on looking at the few simple vegetables on the kitchen table. His gaze was peaceful, but very focused, as if he wanted to see through the vegetables on the kitchen table and see his expression. Nian Bing knew that he had already met the strongest opponent except Zixiu since he was born. He was too familiar with this expression, it was something that only top chefs could have!
Perhaps sensing Nian Bing's concentration, the young man raised his head, his eyes just met Nian Bing, the light in the eyes of the two sparked intense sparks in the air, the young man pursed his lips, the corners of his mouth turned up, and threw With a provocative look, Nian Bing looked at him calmly, and at this moment the young man moved.
Phantom, Nian Bing saw a phantom in Nian Bing's eyes. The young man's simple right hand actually brought out a phantom in the air. In an instant, all the vegetables on the kitchen table disappeared. At this time, his eyes were still watching Nian Bing. The shadows of the hands filled the air, except for not covering the star-like gaze, it actually completely blocked the young man's body, as if there were thousands of hands waving continuously, and every time they waved, they would bring out several colors. It is the color of the dish.
The people below also noticed this strange scene, and their eyes immediately focused on the young man. Nian Bing secretly said in his heart, "The phantom splits the thousand cut hands." In this competition, he saw one of the seven forbidden hands in the culinary world What he didn't expect was that this phantom splitting thousand cut hand ranked fifth among the seven forbidden hands, slightly inferior to the water-breaking and face-protecting Xuanyu hand. From the proficiency of the opponent and the freely swaying movements, Nian Bing can clearly feel that, This young man has already fully grasped the mysteries of Qian cut hand, needless to say, this person must be a talented chef.
When Nian Bing wanted to see what this man could do, it was too late, because the round table had already taken him to another direction during the rotation, and when the round table turned around again, the young man had already stopped He moved quietly away from the round platform, leaving only a plate of colorful green vegetables. Looking at this plate of vegetables, Nian Bing knew that this young man could definitely enter the finals on the last day, not only because of the appearance of Qian Qie Shou, but because of that The perfect combination of vegetables and oil has told him everything.
The fifth rematch is over, and the results will not be announced until the second day of the game. Just before the sixth rematch is about to start, Nian Bing's mental power suddenly moves, and he feels someone watching him, and subconsciously looks back. However, not far behind him, the young man who had used the phantom splitting Chikie before was looking at him, with a faint smile on his face...
Nian Bing turned around and walked slowly in front of the young man. The two stared at each other as they got closer. Nian Bing felt more clearly that this young man was extraordinary, but his ordinary appearance revealed his extraordinary appearance. His temperament is somewhat disproportionate to his body. There are nails about an inch long on his fingers. His hands are large and somewhat disproportionate to his body. There are nails about an inch long on his fingers. Yu, looks extremely clean, Nian Bing knows that a person who is good at phantom splitting thousands of hands will not use a kitchen knife, his hand is the best sharp weapon.
"Hello, your performance was wonderful just now." Nian Bing took the initiative to greet the other party.
The young man smiled lightly and said, "Being able to watch him from the very beginning, you must be in the same league?"
Nian Bing nodded and said: "My rematch is tomorrow."
The young man smiled. Said: "My name is Xiaotian."
"My name is Nian Bing. Nice to meet you. I think we will meet in the final."
Xiaotian smiled confidently. Although his smile was provocative, it was not annoying. "With me here, I'm afraid you can only be the third place. I will do my best in the final."
"The third place?" Nian Bing looked at him in surprise.
Xiao Tian pouted in the direction of the rematch stage, and said: "Although I haven't seen your skills. I think you won't surpass her, but I believe that it is impossible for her to defeat me."
Nian Bing turned around and saw that the sixth rematch had already begun. Xiaotian didn’t need to point it out, he already understood who Xiaotian was talking about. It was a girl with the same ordinary appearance as Xiaotian, dressed in a white chef uniform. It looks so clean. The girl on the stage did not observe as attentively as Xiaotian, but a faint light and shadow rose in front of her, it was soft and bright light and shadow. Not magic. The light and shadow are brought out from her pair of dexterous little hands.
If Xiaotian's hands are characterized by their large size, then this girl's hands are characterized by their small size. Her small hands are as white as jade, and in front of her is a cauliflower. into uniform small pieces, and the light and shadow were produced because of her too fast speed, and the luster on her hands being illuminated by the sun...
Nian Bing said in astonishment: "This should be Baixue Piaolingtian's spiritual hand, this is the disappearance of Senior Yan, the spiritual chef!"
The snow is falling in the sky and the spirit hand. Ranked sixth among the Seven Forbidden Hands, it is an effective way to divide any material. It is said that as long as the material is divided with the hands of the heavenly spirit, it will be attached with spirituality. Of course, Nian Bing knows that this statement is wrong. In fact, the biggest characteristic of Tianling Hand is to fully bring out the advantages of the material itself at the moment it passes through, which is the best way to prepare before cooking. From the perspective of materials alone, it is even higher than Qianqishou. It's just that the thousand cut hands can be used in a wider range, so it will be ranked ahead of it.
The girl's movements are not obvious, far less gorgeous than Xiaotian's before, but her tranquility in the plainness has clearly told Nian Bing that this is another extremely strong opponent. Moreover, there must be an inseparable relationship between her and Ling Chef Na Yan.
If it is said that Zi Qingmeng has only learned 30% of Zixiu's culinary skills, then Nian Bing can be sure that this girl has at least 80% of the strength of Yan Chef, no wonder that Yan himself did not participate in the competition. With a suitable heir, it seems that the younger generation is not without rivals!
"Her name is Momo, and she is the niece of Ling Chef Na Yan. She has been learning cooking from Na Yan since she was five years old. It is said that in some aspects, she not only completely inherited Na Yan's cooking skills, but even surpassed them. Come to participate in the Hualong Challenge, she has always been the biggest opponent in my heart. Of course, now there is one more you. Even so, I will win." Xiaotian's voice from behind was full of confidence.
Nian Bing turned around and glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Let's see the real chapter on the field, it's superfluous to say anything now." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out of the square. For him, there was no need to look any further. , what should be seen has been seen, Xiaotian's challenge has aroused the overwhelming fighting spirit in Nian Bing's heart.
Looking at the back of Nian Bing leaving, Xiaotian smiled slightly, "It is worthy of being regarded as my opponent. It seems that there are really newcomers in the culinary art world! His hands seem to be very distinctive, but he doesn't know what he is good at.
Just when Nian Bing had just left, there were two more people in the shed watching the battle. A middle-aged man in white and a petite girl stepped onto the rostrum. sat down.
Arc light turned his head to look, with an excited smile on his face, "Old Xi, you are finally here."
"Don't look at me with that look, don't you think you're disgusting?" The middle-aged man startled everyone in the VIP seats when he opened his mouth. See you.
Arc Light didn't seem to hear the other party's sarcasm, he smiled and said: "Old Xi, I haven't seen you for a few years. You are not the same, but I didn't expect you to come here. This is not like your style!"
The middle-aged man said angrily: "Do you think I want to come? It's not because I was tortured by Maomao." The middle-aged man is the only dragon summoner in the mainland, Hilard, and the one who came with him is naturally love. The female cat is gone.
Maomao blinked a pair of cute big eyes and looked at Arc Light, "Little Devil Snake, I happen to be short of a little snake among my little pets..."
Arc Light seemed to be a little scared of Mao Mao, his expression changed, and he smiled wryly: "Maomao, you should call me uncle."
Mao Mao looked at him curiously, and said, "But, even Dad didn't know whether you were an uncle or an aunt! Dad said, a man who doesn't like women can't be called uncle, little snake, I heard that your magic snake guard There are more people, take me to play, okay?"
There was a chill in Arc Guang's heart. He clearly remembered the last time Maomao "played" in his Huarong Empire's famous magic snake guard. It seemed that a fox urinated casually in the guard, which attracted the master The monsters made the entire snake guards fly like dogs, especially those who accidentally drank the water in the tank where the fox had urinated, and they had to lie down for a full month before regaining their fighting power. In his eyes, Mao Mao is definitely an out-and-out little witch.
"This... Maomao, I have sent the Demon Snake Guards on a business trip. Let's talk about it later."
Mao Mao blinked with big eyes, "Really? But we clearly saw them when we came! I also let the fox and the cow go in and play around."
Arc Light's complexion changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly, looking at Hillard, but Hillard was looking at the chefs competing on the round platform, as if everything had nothing to do with him. Coughing in embarrassment, the arc said: "You, you guys watch first, I'll deal with it a bit first." The figure flashed and disappeared, leaving a faint silver light in place.
Mao Mao giggled, "Dad, the little devil snake is so interesting, his face turned so pale."