Zhou Yu controlled his body to float to the front of the Lord Ling, and saw the shock on his face, while the others looked as usual. He thought for a moment. Perhaps he had just sent a message to Lord Ling, but the others didn't hear it.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Junior Brother Tan, next to him, seemed to notice something was wrong with the mater, and immediately asked.

The owner of the village came to his senses instantly, looked into the sky, then looked at Lao Gan Ma in front of him, slowly breathed, and then said, "The senior sent me a message and explained how to use this sauce."

"Ah, that senior actually sent a message, haha, it's great, so good, the owner of the manor, I don't know how to use this sauce."

"Those senior said that this thing is the most delicious when put in steamed buns." The owner of the village said Zhou Yu just now.

Hearing this, the crowd of people at the Shenchu ​​Villa showed a look of stunned gaze, "What, the village, the owner, the senior said that putting this thing in the steamed bun is the most delicious."

"This, are we going to put this sauce into the steamed bun and give it to those seniors for the second round?" At this moment, Junior Brother Tan looked at the bottle of sauce with the old woman's avatar on the table, and his lips trembled.

He could already imagine that scene in his mind. The other two sects made two sumptuous and beautiful meals, and their Divine Chef Villa directly took a few steamed buns. The scene and the scene would really shock the audience.

"Oh, what's wrong with this? Junior Brother Tan, you have tasted the sauce just now. Do you think those seniors will be satisfied?" Lord Ling was not too shocked at this time, but just pointed at the bottle of Lao Ganma and said.

Junior Brother Tan felt the smell just now, then checked the storage ring, and then asked the people around him: "Whoever has steamed buns, give me one."

The few people who had storage rings or storage bags in the Shenchu ​​Villa immediately began to check. After searching for a while, some people shook their heads. Although they were Shenchu ​​Villa, the most common things like steamed buns were not qualified to be placed in storage magic tools.

People who have storage magic tools have more or less skilled to a certain extent. They don’t need to eat anything for a long time. They only absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Even as chefs, the storage magic tools are filled with precious ingredients. Who would put steamed buns in them to take up space?

"I don't have any in my storage ring." At this time, Lord Ling shook Yao's head and said.

"Since there are no steamed buns, I can only make one on site." Junior Brother Tan looked at the people who were shaking their heads, and then said helplessly.

"Half incense stick time is coming, please prepare for fellow Taoists." At this moment, a word came from outside.

"Elder Tan, I found a few, which I accidentally put in two days ago." At this time, one of the disciples seemed to have found the steamed buns and said quickly.

Junior Brother Tan showed a hint of joy on his face, "Take it out quickly, I'll try the taste first." As he said that, he took two steamed buns from his hand, handed them to Master Ling, and then scooped a spoonful of sauce in each of them and smeared them into the steamed buns that were broken in half.

Afterwards, he and the owner of Manor Ling took a bite without any hesitation, and a strong surprise appeared on their faces, "Owner, this sauce is really unique in the steamed buns, and the taste is simply shocking."

"Haha, how could it be fake for what I specifically told you about? Well, we should withdraw from the illusion array." Master Ling laughed loudly, his words were full of pleasure. With the taste of this dish, they would definitely gain a foothold in the second round. Even if they didn't get the first place, they would make a counterattack in the last round.

These seniors who cultivate immortals have a high level of cultivation and noble status. They have never eaten any delicacies, but they may not have tasted such things.

"Master, are we going to prepare this dish? It's a bit too, too amazing." Junior Brother Tan said hesitantly.

"Haha, Junior Brother Tan, you have always been brave. Why? Now you don't believe in your own feelings anymore. If we want to make it, we have to make a splash. Make another dish. That is distrust of our predecessors."

At this moment, the owner of the village was full of confidence, and finally waved his hand to one of the disciples and said, "Okay, Wang Donghua, you have made steamed buns many times before, and this time the task of making steamed buns will be handed over to you. After making steamed buns, apply this sauce and give it to several seniors. Do you understand?"

"Master, I understand that I will definitely make the best steamed buns." One of the young disciples stood up and nodded with a heavy emphasis.

Then, the illusion arrays of major sects were removed, and the man in a robe came out again and shouted: "Please ask each sect to send the dishes to make the second round of the competition, and each sect has a maximum limit of three."

The people from the other two sects sent three people forward, all of whom were the best, striving to suppress other opponents in this second round.

After waiting for a while, a young man walked up there. At this time, a laugh came from the Xian Food Pavilion next to him, "Haha, why, Master Ling, is your sect planning to give up? He sent someone, or other disciples of your sect, who are not good at learning skills."

"Yes, Master Lei, there are not as many disciples as your Xianshi Pavilion family's great disciples. You need to send three people to the second round of the game. It is enough for us to send only one person." Master Ling smiled faintly and mocked him.

"Hehe, it seems that Master Ling is very confident in this disciple. I hope you can get the first jade medal in this round and make a good start." Lei Wupeng smiled sarcastically, then turned his head over, and was not interested in continuing to talk to a bottom-ranked Shenqiu Villa.

Just one disciple can make any mistakes. No matter how delicious it is, it is not as good as the dishes they made with control of the tastes of the three judges.

The Shenchu ​​Villa only sent one disciple to him, which attracted the attention of many people around him. Even the judges in front of him looked here with some surprise, but Wu Dali still drank with disdain.

Several disciples from Xianshi Pavilion and Juxiang Tower were all busy, taking out various ingredients from the storage magic tools and starting to make them.

On the side of the Shenchu ​​Villa, the disciple named Wang Donghua took out some flour from the magic tool, poured some water in it, and began to rub it.

After kneading it into a ball, he controlled the ball of dough to fly into the air, constantly squeezing and kneading.

Seeing this scene, many people showed some curiosity on their faces. Could it be that the people at Shenchu ​​Villa want to make pastries?

The other two sects don’t understand the tricks played by Shenchu ​​Villa. Pastry is the easiest thing to make, and the taste is not as unique as the dishes. What’s more, among the few judges sitting there, no one likes to eat pastry.

After a while, after the dough was prepared, the disciple used his palm as a knife to cut out ten balls, then rubbed it for a while, took out a steamer from the storage craft, put ten doughs in, covered the lid, and slung them in the air, and released flames in his hands.

At this moment, the people who have been paying attention to the Shenchu ​​Villa were filled with surprise. Judging from the situation just now, the Shenchu ​​Villa made ten steamed buns.

"Haha, the disciples sent by Lord Ling this time are really amazing. After making ten steamed buns, are you going to let a few seniors eat your steamed buns? You really made unprecedented dishes in the war." Lei Wupeng from Xianshi Pavilion suddenly laughed and said to the side of the Shenchu ​​Villa.

Since the start of the battle for quota, no one has ever made steamed buns here. That kind of thing is simply unavailable.

Lord Ling stopped Junior Brother Tan, but just smiled faintly at Lei Wupeng, and then looked at Wang Donghua in front of him seriously.

Soon, Wang Donghua steamed ten steamed buns, but then he stayed next to the table without any movement.

"Haha, it seems that I really plan to let some seniors eat steamed buns." Seeing Wang Donghua's no action, Lei Wupeng laughed again.

The owner of the Ling Manor was full of confidence. He just had to wait until the dishes of these people were ready and then put on steamed buns. That way, it would be even more shocking.

Soon, the two dishes from Xianshi Pavilion and Juxianglou were also finished. At this time, Wang Donghua lifted the lid, took out five steamed buns from the inside, and divided them into two halves. Then he took out the bottle of Lao Ganma from the magic tool, smeared a little on it with a spoon, and finally put it on five plates, and handed it to the person who taught the dishes.

The dishes from the three sects were served on the tables of the five judges. Xianshi Pavilion and Juxianglou made two dishes respectively, which looked both good and delicious. Only Shenchu ​​Villa brought a steamed bun directly on it.

At this time, a burst of laughter came from the scene, and even the judges shook their heads and smiled.

Wu Dali next to him looked at the steamed buns on the table and said with some ridicule: "I said to the God Chef Villa, are you fooling people? I have never eaten steamed buns since I built the foundation. Are you planning to let me break the precept?"

Wu Dali's words made the scene laugh again, and several seniors who cultivated immortals ate steamed buns. This Divine Chef Villa was really thinking about it.

"Martial Taoist fellow, let alone you, I haven't eaten steamed buns for a long time, and I have forgotten what the taste is." The Taoist with fairy spirit and Taoist also shook his head and smiled.

"Several seniors, I will never dare to fool the God Chef Villa. Otherwise, if you let me give it a try, you will naturally know the mystery." The owner of the village stood up, bowed to Wu Dali and others, and then said seriously.

"Oh, it seems that something is applied inside. Hey, it smells very fragrant. I'll try it first. If you really dare to fool me, you can't eat it." Hearing the words of the owner Ling, Wu Dali poked the steamed buns with his hand curiously. Seeing the sauce inside, he smelled the fragrance. He couldn't help but pick it up and prepare to taste it.

Everyone around them looked at Wu Dali. Even the judges next to them wanted to know how the God Chef Villa had the courage to bring a steamed bun.

Lei Wupeng, who was next to him, had ridiculed his face, and a scene of Wu Dali's anger appeared in his mind.

As soon as he tasted it, Wu Dali widened his eyes and felt a little disbelief, "This steamed bun tastes so bad. You really dare to fool us. I want to use your steamed buns to kill you."

He was about to say some shocking words, but he turned his head and looked at the steamed buns next to him, and immediately changed his mind, and then used his magic power to prepare to take the other steamed buns over.

At this time, four hands were placed on the flying plate, "Several people, what do you mean? This God's Chef Villa is using steamed buns to fool us. I want to kill them for you. Why? Do you really like this steamed bun? Do you want to taste the taste?" Seeing this scene, Wu Dali put down the steamed bun in his hand and said with anger.

"Haha, fellow martial arts, if it is really bad, you have already smashed the table with one piece. Why would you continue to chew the steamed buns in your mouth?" At this time, a man in white sitting at the first place said with a smile.

"Yes, it's possible for a martial arts fellow to snatch our steamed buns so much that this steamed bun is absolutely extraordinary." At this time, the Taoist with fairy spirit and Taoist beside Wu Dali also echoed.

Wu Dali immediately put away his spiritual power and snorted coldly, "Since you want to eat, I won't stop you, you'll know after eating." As he said that, he looked at the steamed buns left in his hand and stuffed them directly into his mouth, "Will that guy from the God Chef Villa have steamed buns? Take all the rest for me. This time the jade tag belongs to you."

"Haha, it must be distributed equally. We also have jade tablets." The judges next to them had no intention of giving in.

Wu Dali was suddenly a little anxious, but he had no choice but to do anything. At this time, Wang Donghua nodded, "Seniors, there are still five steamed buns, so I'll bring them to you." As he said that, he applied the remaining five steamed buns with sauce and took them over.

At this moment, the five judges, each holding a steamed bun, started to eat it. The scene made the many immortal cultivators next to them stunned. Is this steamed bun really that delicious? The senior cultivator eats steamed buns, this is the most unforgettable picture they have seen.

Zhou Yu was so excited when he saw these five so-called immortal cultivators holding steamed buns with Lao Gan Ma. He couldn't help laughing. Lao Gan Ma on Earth showed his power in the world of fairy tales.

The people from Xianshi Pavilion and Juxiang Tower were already confused. They were not mistaken. Several senior immortal cultivating masters from major sects who are noble and have whatever they want to eat are actually eating steamed buns with relish. (To be continued.)
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