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Holding the wooden sign with the logo, Nian Bing left the Hualong Hotel. Since his competition is tomorrow, let’s watch other people’s competitions today. Nian Bing is not worried at all about what dishes he is good at tomorrow. After all, like
A chef of his ability has no flaws in his self-confidence. The biggest gain for Nian Bing today was meeting Ling Chef Na Yan. Cha Ji once said to him that although the five chef gods were ranked in order,
In fact, the gap between their cooking skills is very small. Everyone has their own unique skills. Now Nian Bing really wants to see Yan's cooking skills. Only competing with the masters of cooking will help him the most.
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The rematch in Tarou Square was already in full swing. When Nian Bing came to the square again, he could no longer squeeze into the crowd to watch closely. The surging crowd was not very noisy. It seemed that everyone here understood that only the best could be given to the chefs.
Only in this environment can you see the excellent cooking skills. Fortunately, Nian Bing's eyesight has been amazing since eating snake gallbladder. Although he was far away, he could barely see clearly.
After observing Nian Bing, he was surprised to find that each of these chefs who could enter the semi-finals had considerable strength, not only their proficient skills, but also the spirituality they displayed in their cooking skills was not comparable to that of ordinary chefs. Various
Rare and gorgeous cooking skills are constantly displayed on the competition stage. Seeing this, Nian Bing not only did not flinch, but was very excited. He knew that his decision to participate in the competition was very correct. Every chef here has
Give yourself a place to learn.
After all, senior chefs are not comparable to ordinary chefs. Although there are only ten people cooking on the stage, due to the appropriate height of the competition stage and their exquisite cooking skills, the aroma actually covers most of Tarou Square.
The competition goes on round by round. Since the competition stage is always rotating slowly, it is impossible for Nian Bing to see everyone's movements clearly. However, just observing some parts has inspired him a lot, especially
The special methods used by some chefs in cooking made him admire them greatly.
When the rematch reached the fifth game, Nian Bing's eyes lit up. He saw a young man about the same age as himself. Although this man had an ordinary appearance, he exuded a familiar feeling.
, the start of the fifth rematch, others were already busy cooking their own special dishes, but he did not move, concentrating on looking at a few simple vegetables on the kitchen table, his eyes were very peaceful, but very focused, as if
It was as if he could see through the vegetables on the kitchen table. Seeing his expression, Nian Bing knew that he had met his strongest opponent since his debut except Zi Xiu. He was so familiar with this expression that only top chefs could possess.
Yes!
Perhaps feeling Nian Bing's gaze, the young man raised his head, and his eyes met Nian Bing's. The light in their eyes sparked fierce sparks in the air. The young man pursed his lips, raised the corners of his mouth, and threw his eyes at Nian Bing.
Nian Bing looked at him with a provocative look. At this time, the young man moved his hands.
Phantom, Nian Bing saw a phantom in his eyes. The young man's simple right hand actually brought out a shadow in the air. In an instant, all the vegetables on the kitchen table disappeared. At this time, his eyes were still looking at
Nian Bing. The shadow of his hands filled the air. In addition to not blocking the cold star-like gaze, it actually completely blocked the young man's body. It seemed that there were thousands of hands waving constantly. Every time he waved, he would bring up several kinds of things.
Colorful, that is the color of vegetables.
The people below also noticed this strange scene, and their eyes immediately focused on the young man. Nian Bing secretly shouted in his heart, "The Phantom Divides Thousand Cut Hands." In this competition, he unexpectedly saw one of the seven forbidden hands in the culinary world.
, he did not expect that this Phantom Splitting Thousand Cuts Hand ranks fifth among the Seven Forbidden Hands, slightly inferior to the Water-Breaking Face-Protect Xuanyu Hand. From the opponent's proficiency and the free and easy movements, Nian Bing can clearly feel,
This young man has completely mastered the secrets of Senkiri Hands. Needless to say, this man must be a talented chef.
When Nian Bing wanted to see what this man could do, it was a little late, because the round platform had taken him to another direction during the rotation. When the round platform turned around again, the young man had stopped what he was doing.
He moved quietly from the round table, leaving only a plate of colorful green vegetables. Looking at this plate of dishes, Nian Bing knew that this young man could definitely enter the finals on the last day, not only because of the appearance of Qian Qieshou, but also because of the appearance of Qian Qieshou.
The perfect combination between vegetables and oil told him everything.
The fifth rematch was over, and the results would not be announced until the second day of the competition. Just before the sixth rematch was about to begin, Nian Bing's mental power suddenly moved, and he felt someone was watching him, and he subconsciously looked back.
However, he found that not far behind him, the young man who had previously used the Phantom Split Senkiri Hand 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 looked at each other. As they got closer, Nian Bing felt more clearly that this young man was extraordinary, but his ordinary appearance revealed the extraordinary
His temperament, his hands are very large, somewhat out of proportion to his body. There are nails about an inch long on the fingers. The nails are as crystal clear as jade and look extremely clean. Nian Bing knows that the person who is good at phantom segmentation Qianqie Hand is
For those who don’t know how to use a kitchen knife, their hands are the best cutting tools.
"Hello, your performance just now was wonderful." Nian Bing took the initiative to greet the other party.
The young man smiled calmly and said: "You can look at me from the beginning, so you must be of the same mind?"
Nian Bing nodded and said: "My rematch is tomorrow."
The young man smiled slightly and said, "My name is Xiaotian."
"My name is Nian Bing. Nice to meet you. I think we will meet in the finals."
Xiaotian smiled confidently. Although his smile was a bit provocative, it was not annoying. "With me here, I'm afraid you can only be third. I will go all out in the finals."
"Third place?" Nian Bing looked at him in surprise.
Xiaotian pursed his lips in the direction of the competition stage and said: "Although I haven't seen your skills, I don't think you can surpass her, but I believe she can't beat me."
Nian Bing turned around and saw that the sixth rematch had already begun. He didn't need Xiaotian to point it out, but he already understood who Xiaotian was talking about. It was a girl, with the same ordinary appearance as Xiaotian, wearing a white chef uniform.
It looked so clean. The girl on the stage did not observe as attentively as Xiaotian. However, a layer of light and shadow rose in front of her. It was soft and bright light and shadow. It was not magic. The light and shadow came from her pair of eyes.
Brought out by deft little hands.
If Xiaotian’s hands are characterized by big ones, then this girl’s hands are characterized by small ones. Her jade-white hands are extremely white. In front of her is a cauliflower. Under the action of those small hands, the cauliflower is being broken.
into small uniform pieces, and the light and shadow were caused by her speed being too fast, and the luster on her hands being irradiated by the sun.
Nian Bing said with some astonishment: "This should be the white snow falling sky spirit hand. This is the extinct spirit hand of Senior Yan, the spirit chef!"
Snow Falling Heavenly Spirit Hand, ranked sixth among the Seven Forbidden Hands, is an effective method of dividing any material. It is said that as long as the materials separated by the Heavenly Spirit Hand will be attached with spirituality, of course, Nian Bing knows this
This statement is wrong. In fact, the biggest characteristic of Tianling Hand is that it fully brings out the advantages of the material itself through the moment of cutting. It is the best way to prepare before cooking. From the perspective of cutting the material alone, it also needs to be prepared in advance.
Above Senkiri Hand. It's just that Senkiri Hand has a wider range of applications, so it is ranked before it.
The girl's movements are not obvious, far less gorgeous than Xiaotian's before, but her tranquility in the ordinary has clearly told Nian Bing that this is another extremely strong opponent. Moreover, she and Ling
There must be an inseparable relationship between Chu Na and Yan.
If Zi Qingmeng only learned 30% of Zi Xiu's cooking skills, then Nian Bing can be sure that this girl has at least 80% of the strength of Lingchu Yan. No wonder Yan himself did not participate in the competition. It turned out that he was already
With a suitable heir, it seems that there are no opponents among the younger generation!
"Her name is Mo Mo. She is the niece of Chef Ling Na Yan. She has been learning cooking skills 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. This time before
Come to participate in the Hualong Challenge, she has always been the biggest opponent in my heart. Of course, now there is another one like you. Despite this, I will still win." Xiaotian's voice from behind was full of confidence.
Nian Bing turned around and glanced at him, and said calmly: "Let's see the real chapter on the field, anything you say now is superfluous." After saying that, he turned and walked out of the square. For him, there was no need to look any further.
, everything that should be seen has been seen, Xiaotian's challenge aroused the overwhelming fighting spirit in Nian Bing's heart.
Looking at Nian Bing's leaving figure, Xiaotian smiled slightly, "You are worthy of being regarded as my opponent. It seems that there are so many newcomers in the culinary world! His hands seem to be very distinctive, but I don't know what he is good at.
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Just when Nian Bing left, there were two more people in the watching shed. A middle-aged man in white and a petite girl stepped onto the podium and sat next to Demon Commander Hu Guang.
Come down.
Hu Guang turned around to look, with an excited smile on his face, "Lao Xi, you finally pulled it off."
"Don't look at me with that look. Don't you feel disgusted?" As soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth, everyone in the VIP table was startled. This was the first time for anyone who dared to speak to the Demon Commander like this.
see.
Hu Guang didn't seem to hear the other party's sarcasm, he chuckled and said: "Lao Xi, I haven't seen you for a few years, you are still the same. I just didn't expect you to actually come. This is not like your style!"
The middle-aged man said angrily: "Do you think I want to come? I've been tortured by this girl Maomao." The middle-aged man is Hillard, the only dragon summoner in the mainland. Naturally, he comes with Ai.
The female cat is a cat.
Maomao blinked a pair of cute big eyes and looked at Arc Light, "Little devil snake, I happen to be missing a little snake among my little pets..."
Hu Guang seemed to be a little afraid of Maomao. The look on his face changed and he smiled bitterly: "Maomao, you should call me uncle."
Maomao looked at him curiously and said: "But even dad didn't know whether you were an uncle or an aunt! Dad said that a man who doesn't like women can't call him uncle, little devil snake, I heard that your devil snake protector
There are more people in the team, can you take me to play?"
Hu Guang felt a chill in his heart. He clearly remembered the last time Maomao "played" in his Huarong Empire's famous Demon Snake Guards. It seemed that a fox peed casually in the guard team, which resulted in a large number of people.
The monster made the entire Demonic Snake Guards fly into confusion, especially some who accidentally drank the water from the water tank with the fox peeing on it, and lay there for a full month before they regained their fighting strength. In his eyes,
Maomao is definitely an out-and-out little witch.
"Um..., Maomao, I sent the Demonic Snake Guard on a business trip. Let's talk about it later when we have a chance."
Maomao blinked with big eyes, "Really? But we clearly saw them when we came here! I even let the fox and cow go in and play around."
Hu Guang's face changed drastically, and he stood up suddenly, looking at Hillard, but Hillard was looking at the chefs competing on the round stage, as if everything had nothing to do with him. He coughed awkwardly, and Hu Guang said: "You
, you guys watch first, I'm going to take care of it first." The figure flashed and disappeared, leaving a faint silver light in place.
Maomao chuckled and said, "Dad, the little devil snake is so interesting. His face has turned so white."