Chapter 165 Chef King, I'm Decided!

Chapter 165 Chef King, I'm Decided!

"It's oil."

The goblin smiled and continued to stutter: "I used, used hogwash oil, and mixed it with green hair poisonous wine!"

For a moment, the judges were stunned, then marveled and applauded.

"Wonderful match!"

“Excellent Taste!”

"It can be said to be well-intentioned!"

Soon, the judges put down the empty bowls, wiped their mouths, and then glanced at each other. Hippo said, "Unfortunately, it's unqualified!"

The skinny man raised his hand, "Three points."

The one-eyed tentacle monster raised the sign: "Four points."

The pale translucent banshee shook her head: "Two points."

A towering black figure sitting at the very back made a strong voice: "One point."

With a perfect score system, none of the referees gave a passing score.

"Impossible, possible!"

The goblin shook his head dully, and staggered back: "I, I, I..."

"I know what you want to ask, why did we give us good reviews just now, right?" Hippo calmly wiped the white fungus fragments on his front teeth with a silk scarf, and casually spit out: "It's very simple, because you used The ingredients are all of the best grade. It can be seen that after spending a lot of money, the cooking skills can barely be said to be... passable.

Anyway, as long as the ingredients are good enough, you can do almost any culinary art, but there is one thing that you don't have at all. "Hippo raised a finger and said solemnly: "I can't feel your heart in your food!" "

He said, "There is no heart in your cooking!"

"Put, fart, fart!"

The goblin was furious and couldn't accept this nonsense excuse, so he climbed up on the table angrily and pointed at the hippo's face and cursed: "What a shit heart! What a shit heart! Is the chef in a bad mood after eating a bad meal?" Will the taste be different?"

"Stupid."

"shallow!"

"Pitiful……"

The judges were not furious, but looked at the goblin with pity, just like looking at a frog at the bottom of a well.

At the end, the mysterious black figure made an indifferent voice: "Too stupid, obsessed with the appearance, but ignores the essence... Let me ask you, what is the so-called food?"

The goblin froze.

"There is only one answer."

The shadow raised a finger: "Food is the basis of survival, the needs of all living things, and an innate need and an inseparable part of life!

Because of this, it has been given a lot of value and placed a lot of expectations! "

The voice of the black shadow was like thunder: "If tasting delicious food is the innate desire of all living beings, then the dark cuisine required by the magic chef competition is the most primitive, ancient and cruel essence of malice!"

"Is what we need a processor like a helper? Is it a machine that only knows how to follow recipes step by step?"

The black shadow looked around and asked back. Amid the roaring roar of the audience, he said solemnly: "What we are waiting for is the essence of this disaster and despair! What we long for is to be able to let us chew Enjoy the devil cuisine in the middle of it!"

"—And you, you are not qualified!"

Under the pointing of the black shadow, the goblin knelt down on the ground, his face was pale, but he was still unwilling: "I don't accept it! Why do you say that my cooking has no heart!"

He was so angry that he even stuttered, "I don't accept it!"

Black Shadow waved his hand slightly, signaling the guards on stage to step aside.

Soon, an indifferent attendant came forward and put down a plate.

"This is leftovers from the previous round of contestants. If you really have the heart of a chef, try it!"

The goblin was stunned for a long time, looking at the broken chocolate layer in front of him, he couldn't believe it, and couldn't understand how this kind of thing could surpass his own work.

But when it stretched out its hand to pick up a fragment and put it in its mouth, it froze.

His pale complexion turned livid.

unbelievable.

If struck by lightning, it seems to have gained some sudden understanding.

From the sluggishness, a line of muddy blood and tears was left behind.

"Why?" He looked up to the sky and shouted: "Why is my son not my own! How can I not compare to the goblin next door... God, why!"

With blood and tears, he wailed and choked up, and suddenly tore off his belt, wrapped it around the fence, kicked his legs and hung himself up.

Not long after, it stopped moving.

died.

Huai Shi stared blankly at all this, seeing the remaining plate of mille-feuille on the ground, she couldn't help but gasped.

Is the heart of the chef in your dark cooking world so powerful!

I am afraid that if it is not brighter, it can prolong life!

But in an instant, he froze for a moment, and then came back to his senses.

Wait, longevity?

Isn't this alchemy?

That is to say...

In an instant, his eyes lit up.

And in the auditorium, Crow couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "I just realized now, how slow is this kid's nerves?"

That's right, in this so-called chef's competition, unpalatable food is just an appearance.

The true essence of competition comes from the malice and darkness of the cooks themselves.

It's called the 'Dark Cuisine World', and it's well deserved!

And in this regard, your negative energy creation machine... should be like a fish in water!

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Fifteen minutes passed by in a flash.

The contestants submitted their works one after another, or were promoted successfully, or were swept out of the door after a crushing defeat, facing the consequences of failure.

Gradually, in the end, only Huai Shi, who was standing in her arms before the iron pot, was left in the arena.

Amidst the impatient voices of the audience, Huai Shi lifted the lid of the pot, picked up the colander and picked up all the boiled taro balls inside, poured them on the ice, and then took out a large block of ice from the refrigerator, spreading her hands, Grabbed two kitchen knives and chopped randomly.

The roar even suppressed the booing of the audience.

After countless shattered ice crystals flew out, what remained in place were four ice bowls of even size.

The ice powder that was chopped into powder was piled up on the chopping board, forming a hill.

Hippo couldn't help laughing: "Little young man has a sense of ceremony."

"Anyway, it's the end of failure." The skinny man withdrew his gaze without interest: "Smoothies are nothing new."

Almost stepping on the countdown bell, Huai Shi deftly filled the smoothie, placed the taro balls, and then sprinkled cream, chocolate sauce, matcha powder and other condiments.

Four bowls of refreshing smoothies are ready.

in front of the judges.

The banshee looked at him coldly: "Little rascal, if you're counting on your poor swordsmanship to get a ranking, you're in the wrong place... Pretending to be so long, and bringing a bowl of rotten stuff up, it's just Don't even try to get points."

"Don't be impatient."

Huai Shi took a step back and smiled: "It hasn't been injected into the soul yet..."

As she spoke, Huai Shi raised her right arm in front of her chest, gently rubbed her thumb, index finger, and ring finger, twisted her waist as if dancing, and gently rubbed her fingertips, a wisp of gray dust fell from her fingertips.

The gesture was sacred as if praying.

Under the astonished gazes of the judges, the ash of Jie swept across his elbow and sprinkled evenly on the smoothie.

In an instant, it silently sank into the layers of frost, as if it disappeared.

But in an instant, everyone could feel that this bowl of smoothie was different!

It's like having a soul!

"Fortune smoothie, please."

Huai Shi smiled, raised her hand and said.

The hippo was stunned for a moment, and soon, frowning, he picked up the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of smoothie, and put it in his mouth, his expression dull and expectant.

Soon, he came to his senses and directly picked up the smoothie bowl, devouring it crazily. In the end, he even stuffed the bowl into his mouth, chewing it crunchy.

The crisp taste and impactful taste instantly spread throughout the venue with the synchronization of taste.

There was no more uproar and booing.

Everyone stayed where they were.

It seems to be frozen.

His face turned livid, and his body twitched violently. In the end, he gradually lost his blood color, as if he had lost strength and was full of exhaustion during the long penance and labor.

"This is... this is..."

After a long time, Hippo raised his head slowly, with a tear of gratitude in the corner of his eye: "Ah, this kind of cold impact and full of malice, the inescapable depression and sadness... like endless overtime and hard labor, in the self The body was gradually hollowed out from the false chicken blood born of deceit...but a wonderful sense of happiness could not help but emerge in my heart."

He picked up the napkin, wiped the corners of his eyes slowly, regained his composure, and judged from the bottom of his heart:

"excellent!"

"Pure despair and malice! What a pure heart!"

The skinny man took a bite and didn't eat any more, but the flames of excitement seemed to be ignited in his eyes, which made people shudder: "Ah, it seems to be able to see a 996 office worker returning home and seeing a strange man lying on the bed. My wife is the same in bed! From anger to exhaustion, to the end, I chose to forgive... I actually felt a sense of relief like 'Isn't this good'."

The banshee leaned in front of the ice bowl, took a deep breath, and immediately shivered as if she had been drugged.

And the ice bowl melted into water silently.

"Oh oh oh, this kind of happiness that flows directly from the chef's heart is so nostalgic!" She pursed her lips: "The intensity of it is subtly diluted by frost, but it makes this happiness become Even longer... Yes, this kind of satisfaction is worthy of the name of blessing, although the technique is immature, but this creativity is amazing."

In the long silence, only the last chewing sound remained.

The huge black shadow savored Huai Shi's food unhurriedly, one spoon after another, slowly, and finally put down the bowl gently.

After pointing out the goblin's flaws until now, he finally made a sound.

Only one word.

"Can."

The four score cards are held up.

Seven points, seven points, eight points, six points.

Preliminary round, pass!

On the top sixteen list, a new name appeared again.

Huai Shi, advanced!

“Poor hospitality!”

Huai Shi tore off the apron on her body, turned around with a smile and walked to the lounge.

Different from the bewildered and uneasy fifteen minutes ago, at this moment, his heart is full of peace and confidence. If he wants to express it in words, it can be summed up in one word!

——Chef King, I am sure!

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