In the minds of Xia people, those with the word "emperor" usually represent an extreme.
For example, ancient emperors were the extreme form of power.
Liuwei Emperor Wan represents a tonic.
The royal enjoyment represents the ultimate service of Foot Washing City.
At this moment, the God of Cookery actually named this dish Emperor Fried Rice.
Doesn’t that show his confidence in this fried rice!
"Is it really that delicious?"
Seeing their expressions, the others asked again.
"Never doubt the level of the God of Cookery, nor the level of the chefs in the imperial kitchen. Since they are willing to call Chef Ye the God of Cookery, it means that the level of the God of Cookery has exceeded your imagination!"
Without further ado, everyone pushed the big table in.
"Since everyone is full, please sit over and try my food. No problem!"
Ye Gui directed everyone to sit over.
But these people were indifferent.
"Mr. Song, are you scared?"
Song Pa didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Ye Gui's gourd.
Anyway, no matter what Ye Gui wants to do, he can't defeat Kuntai.
He said: "You guys sit over there. After all, it is a dish made by the God of Cookery in Great Xia. Take a bite to give the God of Cookery some face!"
His face was filled with a proud and arrogant smile.
He didn't take the God of Food seriously at all.
With Lord Sompa's promise, these people walked over.
In front of everyone, a beautiful plate was placed.
But the expressions on their faces showed disgust and impatience.
Seeing this expression, everyone's heart sank.
Not good!
Ye Gui said: "Everyone, open the lid!"
Twelve chefs lifted the lid together.
The moment I opened the lid, I could vaguely see nine dragons scrambling out of the plate.
All the dragons gathered together and became nine true dragons.
Around the necks of the nine dragons, each has a yoke.
Shackles followed chains, and all the chains came together to form a huge golden coffin.
Boom!
It seemed like something was coming out of the coffin.
Crashing against the coffin boards like crazy.
As the iron chains binding the coffin boards gradually loosened, golden light began to envelope the land.
A supreme majesty came from inside.
Everyone immediately surrendered.
Finally, the coffin board was knocked open, and countless golden raindrops fell from the sky.
These raindrops broke through the darkness and hit the ground, turning the bare mountains into lush green.
Falling into dry lakes, the rivers are rejuvenated.
Falling on farmland, the dry farmland began to come alive.
It fell into everyone's rice bowl and turned into countless golden and fragrant fried rice.
After the raindrops had almost fallen, everyone finally saw clearly who had done this.
He turned out to be an ancient emperor.
The emperor wore a black dragon robe, looking at his land and subjects, and would never allow disaster to come to this continent.
A silver spoon was placed on everyone's plates.
Just one bite of fried rice on the spoon!
"I wipe it, why are there so few?"
"This little fried rice is not enough for anyone!"
"Yes, the words you gave me were gone in one bite, and the taste was gone before you even tasted them! (Crying with laughter)"
The chefs on the scene couldn't understand. Did the God of Cookery give up and only prepare this much?
The smiles on the faces of Songpa, Kuntai and others became even brighter.
How can you compare like this?
Those food slaves looked at this golden fried rice indifferently.
On the top of the fried rice, there are some green vegetables, and there is a little red stuff in the center of the vegetables.
It looks pretty good, but I don’t know how it tastes!
"Eat it, otherwise even if the God of Cookery loses, these Xia people will not admit it!" Kuntai said confidently.
This group of people then picked up the spoon and smelled it first.
It's obviously the best taste, but it makes these people feel very sick.
Several people even made retching sounds.
This performance made the chefs of Xia Kingdom hate him.
When they smelled it, they were already intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
I can't wait to take a bite and taste what it tastes like.
But this group of people actually made such expressions, which was really annoying.
After retching for a while, these people picked up the spoon and put it into their mouths with difficulty.
If uninformed people see it, they will think that they are being forced to eat shit!
After eating the rice, these people chewed it painfully several times.
The audience in the live broadcast room howled.
“Unfortunately, we don’t know what this imperial fried rice tastes like!”
"That's right, I'm really unwilling to lose to such an opponent!"
"I hope the God of Cookery will not give up on himself and make more and better meals!"
"Why don't we also go to Nanyang to play games and let them know the anger of Xia Guo's chef!"
Songpa and Kuntai said confidently: "In less than three seconds, they will spit them all out and then announce that Kuntai has won!"
"three!"
"two!"
"one!"
"Spit!"
Gulu!
These twelve people actually swallowed the rice in their mouths together.
Sompa: "..."
Kuntai: "..."
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