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Just from the scene before us, we can see how much the civilians of the Huarong Empire admire the army. With such folk customs, how can the entire empire not be strong? No wonder it can become the first empire in the mainland.
A slender man walked out from the crowd in Taichung. It is no exaggeration to say that he is slender. He walks with a soft waist. He is wearing a white robe that sets off his handsome and overly beautiful face.
In front of him, there was no trace of his age on the surface, and he did not use a magic loudspeaker. He smiled and said: "Thank you, Fatty Hua. Maybe you don't know me yet. Let me introduce myself. I am the new marshal of the Northeast Army. My name is Hu Guang.
"His voice was a little soft, but the sound reached the people's ears more clearly than Fatty Hua who used a magic loudspeaker.
There was an uproar below. Not only did the marshal, who looked a bit like a woman, not disgust the people, the vast majority of the people showed strong respect in their eyes. Nian Bing vaguely heard someone beside him saying, "Oh my God! He just has it."
Marshal Arc, also known as the Demon Commander? He was transferred to us from the Northern Group Army. It’s great. I heard he is a Martial Saint!”
Nian Bing's heart was slightly shocked. This marshal who looked like a woman actually had the strength of a martial saint. He was transferred from the Northern Army Group to be a marshal here. He was by no means an easy person. When he asked the enthusiastic people around him in a low voice, he knew immediately.
Some deeds about Arc Light. It turns out that Marshal Arc Light was the deputy marshal of the Northern Army before he came to the Northeast Army. He once led the army into many battles with the Langmu Empire. He was known for his cruelty and bloodthirsty. It is said that his swordsmen drank thousands of
Blood, if anyone is going to be fooled by his appearance, he is guaranteed to be the first to die. Now that he is assigned to be the marshal here, he has obviously been promoted. His nickname in the imperial capital is Demon Snake, but in the Huarong Empire
The people respected him so much that they called him the Demon Commander.
On the stage, Demon Commander Arc showed a smile that could confuse men, "Okay, without interrupting everyone's appreciation of the gorgeous cooking skills, Fatty Hua and I will be the chief judges of this competition. My tongue is very good, and I am ready to participate.
The chefs have to work hard." After saying that, he nodded slightly to everyone and walked from behind the round platform. The crowd automatically dispersed to both sides, watching Arc Light and the nobles walk up to the left and right stands. At this time, only
The fat man from Xiahua is alone.
Fatty Hua cleared his throat, smiled slightly, and the fat on his face kept trembling, "Fatboy, my only hobby in my life is eating. For this hobby, I learned to cook when I was seven years old, and I learned from many chefs. Until this year,
Even though I have been cooking for fifty years, I only have one wish now, which is to carry forward my cooking skills and let more people eat delicious food. The rewards in this competition are more generous than in the past, and they are all in the previous circles.
We recommend the winner of the competition to participate in the God of Cooking Competition. As the influence of the Hualong Culinary Challenge Competition increases, after discussions between me and the God of Cooking Competition Organizing Committee, the top three in this competition will have the opportunity to participate in the God of Cooking Competition. At the same time,
, the prize money has also been increased. The chefs who entered the semi-finals were each awarded one hundred purple gold coins, while the ten chefs who entered the finals were awarded five hundred purple gold coins, and the top three in the end received two thousand purple gold coins and one thousand five hundred gold coins respectively.
The high rewards of one hundred purple gold coins and eight hundred purple gold coins, hey, our fat man Hua is going bankrupt again. Those who still want to sign up should hurry up, today is the last day to sign up." His funny look couldn't help attracting the attention of the people.
There was a burst of laughter.
Nian Bing's heart was beating fiercely. How could he let go of such an opportunity? He didn't care about the bonus. What he cared about was the opportunity to compete with high-level chefs. Whether it was Cha Ji's previous story or
His personal experience told him that under the pressure of a competition, chefs often behave in two ways. One is that they lose their standards due to nervousness, and the other is that they perform beyond their standards and make more wonderful food.
, Undoubtedly, Nian Bing belongs to the latter category.
Without any further hesitation, he asked the people around him for the location of the Hualong Hotel, and immediately squeezed out of the crowd. He could not miss the opportunity. Whether it was the Hualong Chef Challenge or the Master of Chef Competition, he would never give up.
Hualong Hotel is much more gorgeous than Nian Bing imagined. If Dachengxuan is the representative of magnificence, then Hualong Hotel is the pinnacle of magnificence. The eleven-story building represents the highest level of architecture in Yangon mainland.
The whole building is semicircular, facing Tarou Square like a big money-making mouth. The whole building is completely covered in gold. Each of the four characters of Hualong Hotel occupies an area of about ten feet. The golden brilliance shines in the sunlight.
It's especially obvious. Although there are only four waitresses at the door responsible for reception, their quality is much higher than that of Dachengxuan. They are all about 1.75 meters tall, and their slender figures are covered by white long skirts.
Such a touching and beautiful face is pure and lovely. Although it is not as stunning as Feng Nu, she can still be regarded as a high-class beauty.
Arriving at the door of the hotel, Nian Bing was about to go in, but was stopped by a woman with a moving smile on her pretty face, "Sir, I'm sorry, due to the Hualong Culinary Competition, our hotel is temporarily closed."
Nian Bing smiled slightly, his handsome face making the woman slightly stunned, "Hello, I'm just here to sign up."
The girl was obviously the first of the four girls at the door. She had the best behavior and appearance. She immediately returned to normal after a slight loss of composure, and said with some surprise: "Do you want to participate in this competition? But, you are so young..." The chef
The golden age is between forty and fifty years old. Regardless of physical condition or time and experience in cooking training, it is the best. Although there are also young people participating in this competition, it is extremely rare. Young people who can enter the semi-finals before
There is only one person.
Nian Bing nodded and said: "Is there an age limit for the competition? As the saying goes, age does not determine ambition. The level of cooking skills is not measured by age."
The girl gave a slight salute and said: "I'm sorry, sir, it's my fault. Please come with me." Her gentle service attitude immediately made Nian Bing feel good about her. He nodded with a smile and followed the girl into the Hualong Hotel.
As soon as you enter, there is a huge hall. The center of the hall is obviously responsible for reception, and there are hundreds of tables on both sides. The decoration is mainly gold, coupled with the clean red carpet, it looks extremely gorgeous. The hall alone
The surrounding pillars engraved with golden dragons are of unimaginable value. 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 immediately shocked by the scene in front of him. The entire second floor was completely composed of the kitchen, with several parts separated. The largest part was where ordinary chefs cooked. At this moment
, it is also here that the preliminary round of the Hualong Culinary Competition is held. At least hundreds of chefs are working hard to enter the semi-finals and appear on the huge round stage, and there are many people waiting on the side, the chefs who are cooking
Beside us, some people in blue clothes were patrolling back and forth. Everyone was holding a board in their hands, and they were constantly recording something on it.
"Sir, you see, this is the competition venue, and the innermost is the judging bench. After the dishes are prepared and sent over for tasting and judging, you can decide whether you can participate in the semi-finals." The beautiful waiter explained to Nian Bing. Nian Bing's handsome appearance made him
She talked a little 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 is where the senior chefs of our Hualong Hotel cook. In this competition, our Hualong Hotel also sent three chefs to participate, and they have all entered the semi-finals. Okay, I will take you to sign up.
.”
Under her leadership, the two came to a small room next to the kitchen hall. There was an old man sitting in the room, who looked to be sixty or seventy years old. He was lazily leaning on the back of the chair and dozing off.
His appearance was very ordinary, no different from ordinary old people, except that he had a small tumor on his forehead. Seeing this scene, Nian Bing couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.
The beautiful waiter walked up to the old man and said respectfully: "Mr. 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 change your place to work, but you didn't want it. Really,
You pretty little girls standing outside all the time is not good for your skin."
The girl smiled slightly and said: "Thank you for your concern. If you have time, can you make us some good food to make up for it?"
Nian Bing took a step forward and said: "Hello, I would like to sign up for the competition."
The old man turned his eyes to Nian Bing and frowned at his handsome appearance. "Sign up, right? What's your name? Do you have any good cooking skills? This is a cooking competition. Pastry chefs and cold pastry chefs are not accepted.
Teacher’s registration.”
"My name is Nian Bing. I'm not particularly good at anything. I can cook all kinds of dishes."
The old man curled his lips and said, "Young man, that's not a bad tone! Well, I really want to see what you are capable of. There is no charge to register for this competition, but you need to pass my test before you can pass." As he said this,
, took out a glorious wooden sign from under the table and handed it to Nian Bing, saying: "No matter what method you use, carve your name neatly on it and give you ten breaths."
Nian Bing took the wooden sign but did not do it. His eyes fell on the old man's hands. They were a pair of hands that should never appear on a body of his age. The old man's hands were slender and white, exuding a light luster.
His hands were light and his nails were trimmed very neatly. Although his hands did not have protruding joints, Nian Bing could clearly feel that these hands were full of explosive power. Subconsciously, he whispered: "That Lingchu
strict."
Upon hearing these four words, the old man's eyes shone brightly, and the previous contempt completely disappeared, "Do 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, the index finger of his right hand stretched out, a faint blue light condensed on the index finger, Nian Bing said
In a flash, two characters like iron scratches and silver hooks appeared on the wooden sign. The two words were completely natural, without any trace of carving, but they were deeply embedded in the wooden sign.
Lingchu Na Yan did not 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: "This is not difficult. Lingchu seems to have two other titles, one is the double-headed chef and the other is the jade-hand chef. Although these two nicknames are far less prominent than the name of Lingchu, from your perspective
But I saw these two characteristics in my body, and I made a bold guess, and I actually hit the mark."
Na Yan took a deep look at Nian Bing and said, "So, you should be a disciple of an old friend. Not many people know my two nicknames. Who is your master?"
Nian Bing smiled and said: "Senior Lingchu, you don't need to ask me now. You will understand naturally after you watch my competition. I don't say it out because I don't respect you, but because I am afraid of weakening the reputation of the master. Excuse me, I
Where should I participate in the preliminary round?" As he said this, 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 Yan's hand, equally slender and smooth, and even a little brighter in luster.
The light in Yan's eyes flashed, "I didn't expect to meet an old friend again. Young man, you are very interesting. Lingdang, you take him directly to register for the semi-finals. Just say it was me who said it, and he doesn't need to participate in the preliminary round."
The waiter was stunned for a moment and said: "Mr. Ling, this is not good, it is against the rules."
Na Yan smiled calmly and said: "My vision is assessment, silly girl, if you go to the game, you will understand what I mean. Young man, you have to work hard, I hope to see you in the finals, don't
Carelessly, some of the people who came to participate in the competition this time are even I am not sure that they can win."
Nian Bing was shocked. The Spiritual Chef God, who was ranked fourth among the Five Great Chef Gods, said so. This showed how strong his opponent was, and he immediately nodded in agreement.
Lingdang took Nian Bing to sign up, but Chef Ling's flaming eyes showed deep emotions, "Old ghost, I haven't seen you for decades, but I didn't expect that your apprentice would come out of the mountain. Although he has no skill, he has a good hand.
How could I not recognize the technique that evolved from the Ghost Carving Sword Technique? The descendant of the number one ghost chef in mainland China is also here to compete. It seems that I can’t sit still here."
After successfully qualifying for the semi-finals, Nian Bing was scheduled for the second day after the official start of the competition. After asking, he found out that no one had signed up. In the past ten days, a total of more than 130 chefs had entered the semi-finals.
Finally, after a cooking show on the round platform outside, only ten people entered the finals after comprehensive evaluation. They competed together on the last day of the competition to determine the ranking. The method of the competition was very simple. In the preliminary round, the materials specified by Hualong were tested.
Processing, and the semi-finals are about cooking a dish that you are good at. The finals will be divided into three competitions. The first one is for Hualong people to select the materials for processing, and the second one is for the examiners to propose various different
The requirements are fulfilled by the finalists, and the last round is free play.