After sending away his irritable young master, and looking at the food on the lotus table that was already missing more than half of the food, the Good and Evil Chef God sighed as if he was resigned to his fate.
"Life..."
After sighing, Zi Ming turned around and went to the surrounding dining racks to continue preparing ingredients and cooking again. But when he came back this time, Zi Ming had a few more salmon in his hand. If nothing unexpected, these were the good and evil chefs.
The last cold dish.
Putting the fresh salmon on the chopping board, Ziming turned the kitchen knife in his hand fluently. The next moment, he held down the fish body and the kitchen knife quickly cut through the belly of the fish. The Good and Evil Chef God handled this very skillfully and quickly.
A fresh salmon that had been dead for less than two hours. The skill with the knife was so good that even the cameraman who went to take pictures of the Jiufeng Hotel hurriedly ran back with the camera, for fear of missing Zi Ming's superb knife skills.
After taking out the large bones of the salmon and all the internal organs from the belly of the fish, Ziming pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, held the kitchen knife and began to carefully slice the tender and smooth salmon meat, striving to make every slice as thin as possible.
Totally consistent!
Seeing Zi Ming's fluent and swift fish-slicing movements, the judges at the judges' table nodded frequently.
"This young man is really extraordinary. Knife skills like his are really rare in recent years."
"The talent and qualifications are very good, and he is also very hard-working. Apart from other things, I would never be able to master this knife-making skill without three years of hard training."
"Chairman Dongfang, your hotel has a rival this time, hahaha."
Just when the judges were praising the cooking skills of the Good and Evil Chefs, Zi Ming suddenly paused in his movements.
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Raising his head slightly, Ziming sniffed his nose suspiciously, turned to look around, and pushed up his black-rimmed glasses. Ziming's face was full of confusion.
Somehow, he seemed to have suddenly smelled an extremely pungent and indescribably disgusting smell, and it was not just ordinary nausea, it even made him feel a little nauseous.
The most important thing is that this smell seems a bit familiar? Especially like the smell that appears when he uses his abilities.
Wait, I haven’t used my power yet, right? Where did this smell come from? And why does it seem to be stronger than the smell when I used my power and completely transformed into the evil chef?
Ziming looked around suspiciously, looking for the source of the smell.
Soon, he saw Miss Yiyi standing in front of the big pot, excitedly waiting for her rock sugar and white fungus porridge to come out of the pot.
Looking at the big pot with black smoke in front of the eldest lady, Zi Ming was startled at first. After his pupils shrank slightly, he sighed softly, wondering what on earth the secret party was thinking. They actually sent such a person who had no idea at all.
A girl who can cook comes to participate in the competition? Well, wait, is it Tian Ji's horse racing? That flying dragon is... But is it necessary to engage in Tian Ji's horse racing? Meeting me is not a matter of minutes.
Zi Ming pushed up his black-rimmed glasses and smiled disdainfully. Where do you think the word "evil" in "God of Good and Evil" came from? Haha.
Smelling the increasingly strong stench in the air, Zi Ming sliced the salmon in a hurry. The thickness of each piece of fish was exactly the same, achieving the best taste.
After filling a plate of salmon, Ziming looked at Miss Yiyi who was looking at the big pot expectantly, spread her hands and smiled softly.
Although I know that you are not a threat, I still have to carry out the young master's order. That's it. Goodbye secret party.
As soon as he finished speaking, a black light appeared in Zi Ming's right hand. The next moment, the black light rushed into the eldest lady's pot as fast as lightning. At the same time, another black light came from Zi Ming's left hand.
It flew out and sank into the big pot of Master Li Fatty's No. 1 and No. 1 porridge at the Tianyue Hotel ahead.
After finishing everything, Zi Mingcai pushed up his sunglasses and said proudly to himself.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Although I have great talent in cooking and am basically the best in the world, it's a pity that my first ability is very weak. It's just a skill that makes delicious food very difficult.
The ability to eat, even to the point of vomiting out the food if it tastes unpalatable, with a mischievous nature."
Zi Ming sighed slightly, "Well, even though I don't like it very much, I also gave it a name, Evil Chef Smile!"
Seeing that Master Li from Tianyue Hotel had already cooked his No. 1 Scholar porridge and showed a satisfied smile after taking a few bites, Zi Ming became even more proud, "Smile, laugh, wait for the judges later."
After eating, I'm going to see if you, a fat man, can laugh."
Tilting his head slightly, Ziming stared at the salmon in his hand that was being sliced into pieces with a smile on his face, and whispered to himself.
"Hehehe, Evil Chef Smile, although it won't be of much use in the battle, this cooking competition is my real home court. Whoever I want to pass, I will let him pass, and whoever I want to eliminate will be eliminated.
Then God can’t save him!”
Zi Ming sliced the fish, raised his head and laughed, "Hahaha, this feeling of being in control of everything is so refreshing, so refreshing! Ouch..."
Staring at the blood on his index finger, Ziming scratched his face and said, "Well, it seems a bit loud."
Turning around, Zi Ming went to ask Uncle Robert for a band-aid to wrap his finger. However, when Zi Ming finished wrapping his finger and came back to fillet the fish, Zi Ming subconsciously looked back at the eldest lady's cauldron. For some reason, the stench just now
It seems to have faded a lot?
Zi Ming scratched his head and felt a little strange, shouldn't it? I have used up my ability, so her pot of porridge should become more smelly, right? But why... shook his head, Zi Ming did not continue thinking.
After going down, he has exhausted his ability anyway, which probably made the food taste worse on the inside and the smell became lighter. Well, that's more or less the case.
Thinking of this, Ziming ignored the eldest lady and the others and continued to slice fish and stir-fry vegetables.
However, he did not notice at all that when his evil chef's smile flew into the pot, the corner of the eldest lady's mouth quietly outlined a smile.
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At this moment, the time has reached 10:35, and the dishes in the other three hotels are almost completed. The eldest lady and the others are also very fast, and they are close to the final finishing work.
I saw that beside the lotus table, Tang Monk was nimbly slapping a plate of cucumbers. Along with it, he also picked up a piece from the basin and tasted it. When he was done, the bald man nodded matter-of-factly and went to the table again.
Pour some oil into the cold dish basin.
Brother Mao Zi was grilling steak on the oven, but he was not as elegant as Zi Ming. He was extremely rough and wild. He just took out a large piece of beef, chopped it into several pieces, and added all the seasonings.
After spreading it, they put it directly on the stove and started baking it. If they were holding the jar of red wine in their hands, then Brother Maozi would be no different from the heroes of Liangshan...
Laowei...the fried eggs are quite satisfactory, um, not bad, not burnt...
While frying, Lao Wei muttered happily, "I haven't made it for a long time, haha, I haven't regressed much. When I go back to the academy, I must make it for Linlin to try." (To be continued)