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Chapter 915: The Key

Tick.

Cold sweat slid down from the forehead.

Wei Zhong woke up, but because of the silence of the judges, his heart was overwhelmed by the tide of fear.

If it were a chef who was not strong enough in his heart, he would be afraid he would have collapsed on the stage.

"cough!"

The female host Qi Qingyan glanced at the young man standing at the table. Xia Yu lowered his eyes slightly, but from the side, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that this smile was coming, and Qi Qingyan's heart beat faster.

Compared with Wei Zhong, the young man's performance clearly shows who is the winner in the cruel battle.

Qi Qingyan pursed her lips and said, "The tasting process ends here. Please comment on the works of the two chefs and cast the precious votes in your hands!"

"Getting 3 votes will be considered a winner!"

"...and the loser will be sentenced to death"

"Unless eating mark!"

clang!

Echoing Qi Qingyan, the bell below the court rang dullly, and the audience, which had originally had laughter and joy, turned to silence as the bell spread.

There were two strong men with tall horses, big arms and round waists, who were responsible for executioners. They stepped onto the stage and stood on the side of the big cauldron, one left and one right, and the broadcasting camera swept over, and the flames in the cauldron seemed to be roaring, especially in the sea of ​​flames, the burning red metal seal made the audience swallow and feel nervous.

This is...the unsavory mark that denies everything!

The loser will be directly sent to hell and will be decayed forever!

In front of the review seat, on the dining car, there were only six, seven or eight dim sums left in the base of the tower.

"call"

Lan Fengxian was the first to break free from the kaleidoscope image. His hands trembled, grabbed a stack of paper beside the plate, spread it out, wiped the sweat from the forehead, and murmured: "A key to form!"

"The dreamy face, the essence of dessert...a true combination!"

"So, the key appears!"

The other four judges looked even more heartbroken, and they were not yet completely awake from the shocking food scene.

"What does the key mean?"

"Dreamy Face refers to the "golden wheat" that Chef Xia just mentioned?"

"Did the fantasy ingredients have been given the secret of dessert? It sounds like awesome!"

There were whispers in the audience.

Ye Feizhou and Lei Aoxue were also puzzled and surprised, "Isn't it just that Huang Jin smiled? Even if it is a modified work, it is essentially this classic recipe!"

Key? Zhu Qing was in the backstage lounge, staring at the screen and covering her mouth. An electric light flashed through her mind that made her feel incredible.

The four judges except Lan Fengxian woke up completely. However, the four of them looked at each other, and each of them pursed their lips tightly. It was obviously a part of evaluating and commenting on the mouth. They wanted to vote, but they didn't dare to say a word.

The four of them focused on the center of the judge.

"I have nothing to say." Jingchu famous chef Duan Hong took off his glasses and fell to the back of the seat, losing strength. The camera reflected his bitter face on the big screen.

"You..." Qi Qingyan was shocked and wanted to persuade her.

Duan Hong shook his head and waved his hand, "To be honest, there is a snack work that is far beyond my tasting ability. Although I am sorry, please allow me to apologize to the audience who are watching the live broadcast of the food halberd across the country. I am not as capable as possible!"

After saying that, he stood up again, faced the audience and bowed deeply ninety degrees.

Seeing this.

Famous chefs Wang Gong, Wang Gan, and Liu Lao Taigong all stood up and bowed to the audience to apologize.

"The tasting work of this halberd is left to Lao Lan."

They say so.

"Then, Mr. Lan..." Qi Qingyan looked at the Dragon Chef in the middle.

"Let me be quiet."

Lan Fengxian rubbed her white eyebrows.

After a while, he looked straight at the camera, raised two fingers and said, "Fantasy ingredients, the secret of snacks."

"Please remember, this is the keyword of this halberd duel."

Lan Fengxian looked at the boy waiting at the table with extreme appreciation, "To be honest, I have lived a long time and this is the first time I have eaten such a shocking dish. You have mastered the "golden wheat" to the extreme and cannot be more perfect."

"but!"

His voice suddenly became low and solemn.

"If you just perfectly control the fantasy ingredients, it is not enough to let you control the key!" Lifting his fingers and slowly putting them on Xia Yu, Lan Fengxian pointed at the boy, took a breath, and suddenly shouted, "You also gave the essence of dessert and the mystery of dessert to fantasy ingredients. This is the combination of mystery and fantasy, the classic among classics!"

As he said that, Lan Fengxian changed his mind.

“It shouldn’t continue to be called the name ‘Golden Smiling’…”

"ah?"

Xia Yu was so amused by Lan Fengxian's look of being fucked.

"Isn't your key... not a kaleidoscope?" Lan Fengxian said loudly, "Dream noodles, with the kaleidoscope scenery of pasta, the ever-changing taste of ingredients is 'real', and the changing pasta patterns of the kaleidoscope are 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real', 'real

“It should be called…”

Lan Fengxian stopped, his eyebrows tightly squeezed into a ball, and suddenly got stuck here.

"What's the name?"

Xia Yu was speechless.

"You think of a name yourself." Lan Fengxian felt that he was poor in words for the first time and had difficulty naming.

"..." Black lines appeared on Xia Yu's forehead.

The other four judges were silent, only Xia Yu and Lan Fengxian were interacting.

Wei Zhong was even more invisible.

The audience was confused when they heard it.

They understand that the Chinese world today is not a closed-door Qing Dynasty.

They also understand the secrets of dim sum.

In fact, based on the audience's own understanding, who cares about the mystery or not, they only know that Chef Xia Xia's golden dim sum tower, etc., as well as those magical beeping effects, which have magical powers that make people feel happy, is enough.

But, the mystery and fantasy are combined...what the hell?!

I have never heard of such a saying. Not only the audience, including Ye Feizhou, Lei Aoxue and other industry chefs, are all in a state of confusion.

"Ding!"

TV black screen.

Huang He looked at the TV remote control that was disintegrated in front of the sofa, and the circuit components were shattered all over the ground due to the huge force. A battery rolled in front of the heels. Huang He looked down at the battery shaking gently on the ground, his eyes filled with horror, "Yes, it's a combination of food and food dominance!"

"Someone actually walked out of this path!!"

The imperial capital, today's Baiyu Tower, is particularly quiet.

"...Lan Lao, can you rate the works of the two chefs from the perspective of dish grade?"

The voice of the female host Qi Qingyan was sent back to the main building, upstairs and downstairs, a large area of ​​wooden apprentices and formal chefs.

Qi Qingyan herself was also a graduate of the last "Five Chinese Shows". She was a top female special chef, but she was still confused by Lan Fengxian's comments that seemed to be a puzzle.

"Okay, don't talk about the illusion, the combination of mystery and fantasy."

Lan Fengxian said calmly: "The works of Chef Wei Zhongwei are integrated with three steaming, giving the soul of "Mianyang Three Steams" to the dishes. This is not to be erased. The secret of wiping he has realized is enough to touch people's hearts."

"From three aspects of the dish rating, the taste, the full mark!"

"Secret, full marks!"

"And because it is innovating from traditional recipes, creativity is also perfect!"

"Simply put, the works of Chef Wei Zhongwei are perfect in Lin's cooking skills! There is no doubt about it!" Lan Fengxian said word by word, "And this is the veritable Lin-level killer!"

There was a sudden riot at the scene.

"Since it is a perfectly-scored Lin-level killer, why..."

As soon as the audience made a questioning voice, Lan Fengxian shouted: "However, the work of Wei Zhongwei's opponent, has removed the prefix of the word Lin and stepped out of the level of Lin. From then on, it will not be the work of Lin!"

boom.

It was like a nuclear bomb explosion, and the four people were stupid.

Works that are out of the Lin Realm?

The female chef Qi Qingyan's microphone fell straight to the ground.

There was a "thump".

The microphone rolled all the way to Wei Zhong's knees. The famous chef Lin finally fell to the stage by fear and his legs became weak.

"I lost..."
Chapter completed!
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