Chapter 425 The Second Round Begins
Before the arrival of the Six Paths Sage, Uchiha Madara quickly reverse channeled the heretic demon and summoned it back to its original place.
When he finished all this, Uchiha Madara quickly formed a seal in his hand and used earth escape to leave this place of right and wrong.
After a while, the Immortal of Six Paths finally arrived.
The Immortal of Six Paths frowned and looked at the land beneath his feet. It was obvious that something had caused such huge damage.
However, Madara Uchiha and Black Zetsu escaped quickly enough. The Sage of Six Paths patrolled the area several times, but still could not find any clues. He returned to his residence with deep doubts and sent his men here to conduct strict surveillance to prevent this. It happened again.
After two days of this, it was the third day, which was the start of the second round of the World Culinary Competition.
After the first round of extremely harsh and brutal elimination, less than a hundred chefs were selected and able to compete on the stage.
For today's competition, the Immortal of Six Paths has already made full preparations. A huge high platform has been built, which is square in shape. There is a pillar carved from white jade at each corner, with lifelike dragons and phoenixes painted on it. There are ninety-nine steps at the bottom. Each step is made of expensive granite, giving it a majestic feel from a distance.
On both sides of this high platform, kitchen tables and utensils are placed flatly, all at the same expense and impartial.
On the high platform facing the south, a stand was built. A chair made of thousand-year-old mahogany was quietly placed here. It was covered with an extremely precious white tiger skin. The black and white stripes looked extremely eye-catching. This is naturally the referee's seat, where the Immortals of Six Paths can sit.
It can be seen that the Six Paths Immortal has worked hard and luxuriously for this game, in order to revive the people's hearts and attract more people's attention here, so that he can carry out the Ninja Sect's propaganda plan.
Early in the morning, surrounding this high platform, the surrounding area was overwhelmed by the surging crowd. Before Wang Yan's eyes, there was only a black tide of people, as if there was no end.
As one of the contestants, Yang Ming, under the leadership of Asura, a privileged person, easily squeezed through the crowd and stepped onto the competition stage.
Asura looked around, couldn't help but be stunned, and whispered to Yang Ming: "It seems that this competition is not good for you!"
"What should I say?" Yang Ming raised his eyebrows and said softly.
Asura pointed at an old man who looked sad. Although this man was not very old, his face was covered with ravine-like wrinkles. Each wrinkle was as deep as a knife carving, as deep as an inch. ,impressive.
"This year is the third time that the World Culinary Arts Competition has been held, and he was the champion of the first time. As his name suggests, he is the best at cooking bitter dishes. He is an expert in this aspect. After he won the championship, I just asked my father to cure his son’s terminal illness, but I didn’t expect him to come again this year. I don’t know why.”
Then Asura pointed to another person.
This is a woman, but she has the face of Sister Feng. Sister Furong has a figure, but whenever she moves casually, the fat on her body surges like waves, making people almost doubt whether she can do it.
"Even though she doesn't look like much, she has unparalleled knife skills and incredible abilities. The dishes she cooks are full of admirable performances due to her uncanny knife skills. She was So I came to participate in the competition. It is said that I just went out to hang out when I was bored, and I didn’t even get any rewards.”
Hearing Asura's introduction, Yang Ming couldn't help but become nervous. It seemed that these two people were his strong opponents in this competition.
Although Yang Ming thinks that his cooking skills have improved a lot, there are many capable people in the world, and he doesn't dare to be careless!
What's more, the theme of this competition is "invisible" cuisine, and Yang Ming still has no clue!
As the time for the game approached, the Immortal of Six Paths had already taken his seat and started talking about the opening remarks.
As the waiter raised a stick as high as a person and rang the drum and bell, the deafening clang echoed in the air, announcing the official start of the game!
For a time, the entire competition area was in full swing, and almost every chef wasted no time in cooking.
Among them, Yang Ming seemed out of tune with his surroundings. He watched others prepare the food step by step, but he stood there dumbly and did nothing.
Of course, Yang Ming was not idle, but kept a close eye on the two competitors pointed out to him by Asura.
Under Yang Ming's surprised gaze, the woman with the face of Sister Feng and the body of Sister Furong actually showed light knife skills that were inconsistent with her body shape.
This woman's sword is called Zi.
The knives in Zi's hand are not ordinary kitchen knives, but knives specially made for carving. There are twelve knives in total. Each knife is of different lengths and sizes, corresponding to shaving, chopping, chopping, blowing and other methods.
In her hands, the twelve specially made kitchen knives seemed to be infused with soul, like a graceful dancer, performing the complicated and difficult ballet to perfection.
There was originally a living big ox standing in front of Zi, as big as her height. But when Zi picked up a kitchen knife that looked like a machete, a flash of knife light flashed through her, like a precise surgical operation. The big ox in front of me was neatly cut into several parts.
What’s even more shocking is that the cross-section of the big yellow cattle can be seen to be as smooth as a mirror. Instead of destroying the pattern on the surface of the beef, it seems to follow the pattern, and the white fat is distributed like spider silk. It looks pleasing to the eye.
The posture is like excavating a cow, with her magic hands flying, the flesh and bones are all separated, and the blood is falling on the ground like a downpour, soaking the earth but not disgusting, but there is a kind of bloody feeling. Beauty, that moment of youthfulness, shows the purity of knife skills.
Yang Ming couldn't help but be fascinated by it. This kind of knife skills was something he had not yet reached. Unexpectedly, he was lucky enough to witness it, and he benefited a lot.
And when Yang Ming turned his attention to another strong competitor, Ku, he suddenly found that the other party had already cooked the food without knowing it!
This speed and efficiency are truly extraordinary!
This old man with a sad face showed no trace of joy on his face. Too many vicissitudes of life, like the knife-like wrinkles on his face, were deeply imprinted on his soul and integrated into his cooking. among.
The title of master of bitter cuisine is not for nothing. Only chefs who have tasted all kinds of life and integrated all the hardships they have experienced into delicious food can get this title!