With an extremely nervous mood, Yang Ming followed the waiter to the door of the kitchen on the second floor.

Looking through the door, the chefs in the kitchen did not work, but stood straight in two rows, as if they were welcoming someone.

It can't be welcomed by me...

Yang Ming suddenly felt a little panicked.

"King Yang Chu, go in. Master Huang has been waiting for a long time."

"Oh... OK."

Yang Ming stepped into the kitchen on the second floor with some embarrassment.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Welcome to the King of Chef Yang to come and guide you!"

The slogans that were being chanted by these two rows of chefs were loudly shouted. With warm applause, Yang Ming hurriedly bowed to the group of chefs.

"Hehe, don't dare to take it or not."

Yang Ming has never seen this formation. What a guy. These two rows of chefs are tall and big. Yang Ming, who is only fifteen years old, is only 1.7 meters tall.

Climbed between this human wall, he could not see his shadow at all.

"I dare to ask, is Master Huang here?"

"King Yang Chu, I have been waiting for a long time!"

A cheerful voice came from the kitchen. Yang Ming looked into the room and a man over 1.9 meters tall walked out with a smile on his face.

The big man looked like Master Huang, with his squinting eyes, a high nose bridge, and a big bald man.

Some people believe this look, saying it is a butcher.

"Hehe, heroes don't ask where they come from, heroes don't look at age. King Yang Chu is indeed a hero and boy, extraordinary!"

A compliment came out of Master Huang's mouth, and Yang Ming was a little embarrassed to say it.

"Where is where, in terms of experience, I naturally cannot compare to Master Huang."

"However, this cooking idea is not necessarily from experience. Sometimes talent is also important."

After Yang Ming said this, everyone present took a breath of air conditioning.

This Yang Ming really spoke a lot.

Who says he is extremely talented?

If this cowhide is too big, it will be bad if you are slapped in the face.

"Okay! King Yang is indeed extraordinary, so let's compete!"

"please!"

Master Huang directly invited Yang Ming into the inner room of the kitchen, which is Master Huang's exclusive cooking room.

As soon as Yang Ming entered, the group of chefs hurriedly surrounded him and started discussing in a slight manner.

"This chef is so angry. Are you really afraid of being taught a lesson by our master?"

"But Yang Ming is indeed of good quality. Didn't he make a dish of frosted pork before? Even the prince gave a good review!"

"That's just a refreshment. This chef's cooking skills must be formally competed!"

Just as the disciples were talking, Yang Ming and Master Huang walked to a spiritual throne at the same time.

This plaque is a person worshipped by every restaurant's kitchen, and is the spiritual position of the chef god Su Hezhong.

Yang Ming and Master Huang knelt down at the same time and kowtowed three times to the spiritual position.

"Today, I will be witnessed by the ancestor!"

"King Yang Chu, our competition will definitely be a winner."

"Today, the two ministers and the supervisors judged the quality of our cooking skills. In order to ensure justice, we cook here and serve them up anonymously after cooking."

"What if you win two votes out of three votes?"

Master Huang asked, and Yang Ming nodded.

"Then, the bet is the title of this chef king. If I defeat you, you will abandon the title of the ninth chef king by yourself!"

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at Master Huang who was a little proud.

Sure enough, it is all fake to say that you don’t care.

"Master Huang, didn't you say that you don't care about the title of this chef?"

"Yes, I don't care about the title of this chef."

Master Huang spoke with a strong sense of confidence.

"Among the eight chef kings, I have surpassed seven chef kings and were defeated by Zuo Gong. I don't regret it or hate it!"

"Unless Zuo Gong really recognizes me, I will never shamelessly place myself in the position of chef king."

"But! This does not mean that you can only regard these words!"

"If I defeat you today, the Yunduan Empire will only have the title of the Eight Chef Kings and the Ninth Chef King. Please give up Brother Yang yourself!"

In this way, Master Huang Zhixing really has no idea about this chef king.

If this person wants Yang Ming to give him the title of King of Chef to him, then Yang Ming would be somewhat dissatisfied.

People with his qualifications actually want to grab a name from the younger generation, which is simply shameless.

Unexpectedly, he just asked Yang Ming to abandon the title of King of Chef and did not want to take the opportunity to take the lead.

I have to say that Master Huang is very upright.

"I have to think about it. I wonder what Master Huang is betting on me?"

Yang Ming looked at Master Huang with some sly eyes.

If Yang Ming loses, he will have to abandon the title of King of Chef.

What if Huang Zhixing loses?

After all, the title of King of Chef is very good.

As the chef king, there is nothing in the chef's family who doesn't want to look forward to it.

If Yang Ming used this name to open a restaurant, he would definitely be crowded with people and could make friends with all kinds of high-ranking officials and nobles.

The name of the chef king is a golden crown, which symbolizes wealth!

With the title of Beiqian King of Fighting, Mr. Zuo can reach the top three in Yongzhou Prefecture!

This kind of wealth is ranked among the top even in Yunjing Guancheng.

"If I, Huang Zhixing, lose, then I will never mention a word in my life as the chef king!"

"In addition, I will lose all my recipes, Kan Chunxuan, to you!"

"If you win this game, you will be Kan Chunxuan's shopkeeper!"

After Master Huang finished speaking, all the disciples outside were shocked.

What is the meaning of Master Huang’s life until now?

It means being able to be among the chef kings.

If Master Huang loses in this game, it will be equivalent to losing all the meaning of his life!

Let’s talk about the whole life of what I learned, all the recipes, and Kan Chunxuan.

That was all his hard work in his life!

It can be said that Master Huang bet on his entire wealth and nearly fifty years of life to defend the title of the King of Kitchen!

If you can afford this title, I will sacrifice my life to pay you a compensation.

If you can't afford to be this title, then no matter how much you feel, you won't be sorry!

What a Master Huang, who is worthy of being able to defeat the seven chef kings.

"Since that's the case, let's start."

"Master Huang, I think you are like me, a person who is paranoid about cooking."

"Then I will spare no effort to fight you!"

Master Huang held a copper plate and threw it into the sky.

The first step in this competition is to choose the topic. Whoever chooses it will be done by throwing the copper plate.

The front is Master Huang and the back is Yang Ming.

This topic is very good.

Put the note with the title written in the small ball, and put the ball with more than twenty questions into a large, light-transmitting tank.

By throwing the copper plate, who will decide who will catch the ball.

If you catch any questions, then compete with them.

"You will choose the topic on the contrary."

Yang Ming walked to the front of the big tank and reached out to grab it.

After taking out a small ball, take out the paper strips from the small ball.

"Damn it! Face!"

Yang Ming actually won the question he shouldn't have won the most...

"This...but you're smoking, you can't blame me."

Master Huang looked embarrassed, and there was no one else's luck.

There are at least twenty-three dishes in this jar, but Yang Ming got the noodles.

There is no way, I can only bite the bullet and go.

...

Lu Cheng was forced to come before he woke up.

So much so that when he was scolded by Inspector Wang, he looked like he was still hangover and still didn't wake up.

"Drinking, you will know how to drink every day. Sooner or later, you will die in the wine!"

Inspector Wang Tianhan was so angry that his lungs were almost blown up. Lu Cheng was spreading on the chair like a dead person.

.

After drinking two sips of tea, Shangshu Chu and Shangshu Bao went to play chess.

Inspector General Wang looked at Lu Cheng's desperate appearance, and his lungs were so angry that he walked to the balcony and took a breath of fresh air.

"Your father asked me to ask you when you will go to Donghai."

"I guess it's going to be soon. I'll go after I've finished checking the Yuan family. Alas, how could you know I'm getting into trouble?"

Lu Cheng was very curious about this matter. Who was the one who stabbed Tianheng Mountain with his own affairs.

"Lin Xiao sent a letter to your father, saying that you don't have enough staff here, so my ancestor asked me to help you. I will go back when you settle the matter in the East China Sea."

"Has the ancestor left the confinement?"

Lu Cheng was a little surprised.

As one of the eight great masters, Tianheng Mountain's strongest combat power is not Taoist Master Tianheng.

Among the people who practice Tianqi, the highest cultivation level is Taoist Tianheng's father, that is, Lu Cheng's grandfather.

This old man is already in the late stage of the second-level God Transformation level and has not been in seclusion for many years. I wonder why he came out of seclusion this time?

"The ancestor only went out of seclusion for three days and went back to seclusion. He just gave a few instructions and did not say too much."

This is really strange. In Lu Cheng’s memory, the last time this ancestor came out of seclusion was more than ten years ago.

At that time, Lu Cheng and Zhang Laosi were driven back to Tianheng Mountain by Lin Xiao's wife for more than 30 miles, and they just happened to catch up with the ancestor coming out of seclusion.

In short, this ancestor must be at least ninety-seven years old.

"Anyway, since I'm here, you don't need to be afraid of things. Your uncle Hong can still take care of the matter now."

With Mr. Hong's words, Lu Cheng suddenly seemed to have a reassurance.

"Since Mr. Hong has spoken, I must...hehe."

After saying that, the door of the private room was gently pushed open by the waiter.

After seeing everyone, the waiter saluted the big guys.

"Next, please ask the three Shangshu to taste the dishes of the two. The question of the competition between Master Huang and Chuwang Yang is: Noodles."

"This kid is so lucky."

When Mr. Hong heard that the competition was about to be seen, Mr. Hong smiled helplessly.

After the three ministers sat down, the three waiters behind each walked up with two bowls of noodles.

"The two chefs have already prepared the noodles. Please give me some taste of the three Shangshu."

The three adults looked at the two bowls of noodles and were drooling just because they looked.

A bowl is covered with a piece of grilled tender steak, and the charcoal-grilled beef smells like a mouth-watering aroma.

Beneath the beef is cut shredded cucumber, fried crispy onions, and fruity shredded apples.

Below, the clear soup and strong yellow noodles make people unable to help but move their index fingers.

The other bowl is hand-cut white flour, with the noodles made of fried sauce, sesame paste and garlic paste.

The finishing touches of shredded cucumber, shredded carrots and bean sprouts are laid on the outer ring.

There are also red tomato and egg stew and eggplant stew.

Seeing this bowl of noodles, the three ministers nodded with concern.

This is Master Huang’s best-known tri-brown fried noodles!

Then the other bowl is the pasta made by Yang Ming.

"Then start the judgment, please ask the three adults to choose the dishes that you will give priority to taste."

"Start with this tri-brown fried noodles."

Lord Chu said, and after that, he looked at Lord Bao and Inspector Wang, and the other two nodded.

The three of them skillfully mixed the noodles and the braised noodles, and then they directly picked up a column of noodles.

He sucked in.

"tasty!"

Lord Bao completely ate the bowl of noodles in just a few bites.

The refreshing cucumber, the crispness of bean sprouts, and the sweetness and bitterness of carrots are all the flavors of vegetables.

The salty and fresh sauce braised, the sweet and sourness of tomato braised, and the richness of eggplant meat braised, interprets the coordination and unity of tri-brick.

"This side is the ultimate face!"

After eating this bowl of noodles with a gentle mouth, Chief Inspector Wang commented.

"It's not bad, it tastes like the braised noodles back then. Here, it's time to try another bowl."
Chapter completed!