Chapter 768 The Chef Becomes a God

At this moment, all eyes were focused on Zhang Weidong's face.

Everyone wanted to judge the taste of the 'Nine Turns Large Intestine' from his expression.

In their understanding, eating is a must.

Without eating, the chef cannot complete the ritual of becoming a god.

The chef cannot become a god, so the pile of flesh and blood of the gods can only be buried in the soil as fertilizer.

Originally Zhang Weidong didn't want to chew it.

But as soon as the fat intestines entered the mouth, they melted like marshmallows.

The rich flavor stimulated his taste buds.

Zhang Weidong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Huh?" He let out a confused groan.

Then he smacked his lips again, as if he was reminiscing.

After a moment, he said in a deep voice: "It's delicious, but it's also disgusting!"

Hearing this, everyone felt a sense of relief.

The chef smiled at Zhang Weidong and said, "Sir, would you like another piece?"

Hearing this, Zhang Weidong quickly shook his head and waved his hands, and the two big words "reject" were completely engraved on his face.

"Can this thing really taste good? It looks like thin pig shit!" Lu Xiao muttered in his heart.

Then he set his sights on Old Faith.

Old Faith hesitated for a long time, and finally came to the chef.

He looked down at the pig intestines on the plate with a serious expression on his face.

The layers of pleats seem to be able to hold coins firmly.

After hesitating for a long time, Old Faith still felt like he couldn't make up his mind.

He raised his head, looked at Zhang Weidong and said solemnly: "Are you sure it tastes good?

If you dare to lie to me, I will cook you directly! "

As he spoke, he pointed to the pot filled with unknown black viscous liquid on the stove.

Zhang Weidong said with a serious face: "Soldiers don't lie!"

Hearing this, Old Faith took a deep breath, and then held his breath.

It seems that this way, the odor that can be dispersed in the air is blocked.

I saw him holding his nose with one hand, picking up a piece of pig intestine with the other hand, then opening his mouth wide and throwing it in directly.

At this moment, Lu Xiao concentrated on Old Faith's expression, fearing that he would miss any detail.

Because he suspected that Zhang Weidong, an old fox, was faking it.

The purpose is to drag them down.

If the dish produced by the chef does not taste good, it means that the ceremony to become a god has failed.

There is no need to taste it yourself.

And now the answer given by Zhang Weidong is that it is delicious, so he must try it.

At this moment, Lu Xiao felt a nervous and exciting feeling in his heart.

Just like a primary school student looking forward to test scores.

If you do well in the exam, glory and wealth are just around the corner.

If you fail in the exam, the note or the clothes hanger will all depend on your parents' mood.

But unlike the primary school students, it was he who enjoyed the glory and wealth, and it was he who waved the clothes hanger.

Just when Lu Xiao was thinking wildly.

The wrinkles on Old Faith's face gradually relaxed.

He looked stunned and said in a puzzled tone: "It's weird, it's really delicious."

While saying this, he released the hand holding his nose.

The next second, his face wrinkled again.

By this time, Lu Xiao already felt confident.

Old Face's expression looked extremely natural.

It doesn't look like an act at all.

So he quickly walked to Old Faith's side.

He didn't look at what was on the plate, but grabbed a piece based on feeling and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

As soon as the food entered his mouth, the aroma exploded in his mouth like a grenade.

The fat intestines are soft and glutinous, and the taste is very layered.

And there's something a little strange about it.

The fat intestines, which originally smelled bad, were completely insensible after entering the mouth.

"It's really delicious!" Lu Xiao gave his own evaluation.

After getting his evaluation, the remaining people came forward one by one and started tasting.

They all unanimously commented on the deliciousness.

But to get them to eat more, I'm sorry, is simply impossible.

As Zhang Weidong said, if it tastes good, it tastes really good; if it tastes disgusting, it also means it’s really disgusting.

However, because there were too many people watching, they still finished sharing the dark dishes prepared by the chef.

After the prison doctor tasted the dark cuisine, the chef had completed his ritual.

At this moment, his eyes were empty, as if his soul had been pulled out.

No one bothered him, but they were discussing in low voices how to make this dark dish.

Xiu Ens said softly: "Actually, this large intestine has already been processed."

As the manager of this place, he naturally knows more.

The ingredients used by chefs have been processed.

Moreover, the chef's ritual content is to use normal ingredients to make a dark dish.

Things like pig shit will naturally not get mixed in.

So that plate of 'nine-turn large intestine' is a normal nine-turn large intestine.

And the source of that stinky smell is what Ivan said: when the fragrance reaches the extreme, it smells bad.

The pot of dark soup base is actually a soup stock formed by the fusion of various ingredients, and then a chemical reaction similar to fermentation occurs, which results in the smell.

It's just that the presentation is a little bad.

This is also the reason why Hunes is laughing crazily.

With Xiuens' explanation, the stone hanging in everyone's heart finally fell to the ground safely.

At first, they really thought that the chef had mixed something strange into the soup base.

After all this time, he used his performance to disgust the onlookers.

In any case, the chef's god-making ceremony was perfectly completed.

Everyone immediately began to look forward to it.

Soon, the chef's eyes regained their spirit.

On him, everyone faintly felt the breath of the gods.

The chef became a god.

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In the cafeteria, the chef was processing the flesh and blood of the gods.

The others were chatting with a little relaxation.

Ivan sat next to Lu Xiao.

The soul fire in his eyes was beating violently.

"Lu, when will Mr. Tianzai excrete!"

Hearing this, Lu Xiao almost didn't react.

But he soon remembered Ivan's plan to become a god.

Then, he pursed his lips and said, "How would I know?

But I think it should be soon."

Ivan's voice sounded a little anxious: "You must inform me in time when the time comes!"

Lu Xiao nodded. He understood Ivan's feelings.

The prison doctor completed the impossible god-making ceremony. This incident was probably a big blow to Ivan.

Lu Xiao guessed that after the prison doctor became a god, he would definitely show off in front of Ivan.

Maybe Ivan could still bear it at this point.

But the chef became a god at this time.

You know, when he first met the chef, he was much weaker than Ivan.