First, it was LeBron James' turn to present the dishes.

James placed the three-disc "cake" in front of the referee.

Cake? Shouldn't he make the main course?

Qian Chen couldn't help but show some doubts.

The three referees also looked question marks.

The main course is made into a dessert, which is a serious off-topic and will be directly awarded zero points.

In the overtime game at the critical moment of life and death, would the "Little Emperor" actually make such a low-level mistake?

It's a bit unbelievable.

I saw a dark brown, triangular ‘chocolate mousse cake’ in the middle of the plate, carefully depicting a rippled pattern with purple-black sauce, which looks very delicate and small.

If we connect this piece of "cake" with James' arms that are as thick as others' thighs, their developed and tight muscles, and their strong body, the picture is so beautiful that it makes people dare not look directly at it.

James said with a confident look on his face.

“This is my latest trial development of ‘Tales Steak Mousse’.”

He issued a very strange dish name.

The referee sitting in the main seat in the middle said thoughtfully.

"I know that Tales cattle, this fantasy species, was known for its easy breeding and gentle personality when I first discovered it. Igo thought he had discovered another fantasy ingredient that could be fed in large quantities.

Later, the chefs discovered that although the flavor of this beef is more than ten times that of ordinary beef, its meat quality is very poor, its taste is very dry, and it is difficult to cook."

James took his words and said.

"Yes, I found that I couldn't cook in a normal way. After continuous experimentation, I finally got this answer.

A ‘Tales Steak Mousse’ that completely abandons its texture and only retains the flavor!”

The referee nodded and exclaimed with a smile.

"A pretty creative idea, so let's try it."

After saying that, the three referees picked up the knife and fork at the same time.

The steak that was deliberately made into a mousse state was so soft that it was amazing. The knife was almost completely trapped in as soon as it was put on.

Cut off a corner, then carefully skew with a fork and put it in your mouth...

Melt in the entrance!

This is a real and real melt-in-the-mouth, not a false adjective!

The steak mousse completely melted as soon as it touched the tip of the tongue. Then the strong beef flavor that was more than ten times that of ordinary steak exploded instantly, raging in their mouths, as if huge waves were coming towards them.

They suddenly felt that they were thrown on the back of the cow, and then rushed forward with the endless herd of cattle.

The cow's back is wide and soft, and the cattle herd's charge is brutal and rough.

Just like the feeling this dish brings to them.

The cake is soft and melt-in-the-mouth taste paired with a rich and wild beef flavor, like a shocking Western wilderness!

Looking at the extremely satisfied look on the referee's face, James couldn't help but smile.

His score will definitely not be low now. With the previous 38-point advantage, he can't find a reason to lose no matter how he looks at it.

Soon, the steak mousse on the plate was swept away by the referees.

Now it's Qian Chen's turn to be reviewed.

However, Qian Chen actually brought up the semicircular kiln he had made before.

This action immediately caused a burst of surprise.

Barkley poked Smith beside him with curiosity.

"Hey, Kenny, do you know what Qian Chen brought it up?"

Smith squinted his eyes and identified carefully for a long time, and said in an uncertain tone.

"If I read it correctly, it seems like a kiln for ceramics!?"

"Watt!? Is Qian Chen going to burn a Tang Sancai for the referee to chew?"

Barkley shouted with a strange look on his face.

Smith touched his chin.

"It shouldn't be the case. The structure of the kiln is actually a bit similar to that of a pizza oven. It allows heat to circulate in the furnace and accelerate the baking of food..."

Smith said, giving Barkley a glance.

"Why do you ask me everything? I'm not a hundred thousand whys."

Barkley spread his hands.

"You know a lot, don't you ask who do you ask?"

"Ask the doctor!"

Let’s not mention the two live treasures making jokes on the commentary stage.

After Qian Chen pushed the kiln to the review stand, he said to the three referees who looked curious.

"Just a moment please."

Then he picked up the prepared small hammer and gently knocked it on the kiln.

Click!

A crisp sound of shattering sounded, and the kiln suddenly shattered.

Hurry!

A dazzling red light burst out from the crack.

Then accompanied by a loud phoenix chirping, a fire emitting all over his body, and the translucent phoenix shadow soared into the sky from the debris of the kiln.

The audience was suddenly in an uproar.

"Is this magic or magic?"

Seeing this, Buckley screamed.

"Maybe it's some advanced projection technology?"

Smith said with some uncertainty.

On the roof of the venue, Joan of Arc and Jenna looked at each other, and the shock in their eyes was beyond words. They almost said in unison.

"Turn virtual into reality, the seed of the king of heaven!?"

But Joan of Arc quickly calmed down.

"No, it was just an uncondensed phantom. He did not touch the threshold of the Heavenly King."

"Even so, how many geniuses can't get out of the way for the rest of their lives and can only stay at the peak of the dragon level. No matter what, he has seen the 'road to the top of the mountain' now, and as long as he keeps walking, he will..."

Zhenna suddenly turned her head and looked at Jean Arc.

"You guy obviously don't even recognize words, how did you teach such a monster?"

Joan of Arc glanced at her and suddenly said.

"You've eaten lemon."

Zhenna was stunned and subconsciously denied.

"No, I was eating spicy strips just now."

Joan of Arc sneered.

"No, why do I smell the sourness in your mouth?"

"you!"

Only then did Zhenna realize that Joan of Arc was teasing her.

She waved her fist hard, but considering the difference in combat effectiveness between the enemy and us, the words turned into something to the point of mouth.

"I have the affair that doesn't sleep tonight, I'll see if I don't torture you to death in the game!"

"Come on!"

Two gods on the roof were making an appointment, and the three referees below looked at the roast chicken in front of them with shock.

When Qian Chen smashed the kiln, an extremely rich and strange fragrance swept across the audience instantly!

The roasted chicken, which is roasted red all over, has a mouth-watering luster reflected by the grease.

Qian Chen picked up a knife.

The silver light flashed, and the roasted chicken split in an instant.

"Hey, why is this a bit like Beijing roast duck?"

One of the eyesighted referees exclaimed.

Qian Chen smiled slightly, but did not explain much, but just divided the sliced ​​roasted chicken with the potatoes, onions, mushrooms and other parts in the roasted chicken belly into three parts, and placed them in front of the three referees with dipping sauce.
Chapter completed!