‘It’s this kind of cooking again! It’s this kind of B-class cuisine for ordinary people!

Damn bastard! Arrogant wild dog! Every time I use this dish to tarnish my tongue!”

Looking at Qian Chen with a smile on his face, Erina now wanted to slap Doupi on his face.

If this is a private review meeting, Erina will do so without hesitation.

But here, she couldn't.

Because this is the stage for the sacred halberd food.

Once she dares to do this, she will be severely punished by IGO.

Not only her grandfather could not save her, but the entire Yuanyue was also implicated.

Erina could only resist the urge to rise and remind herself in her heart over and over again.

‘This bastard is just a wild dog who doesn’t know the precious gems! A wild chef with unknown origin! And I will be the queen of Jun Lin Yuanyue in the future, and even the entire Japanese cuisine industry!

I don’t have the same knowledge as him! I don’t have the same knowledge as him!”

According to the rules of eating halberds, Erina must taste it before she can make a judgment on the result of eating halberds.

When Erina thought of having to taste this bastard’s food, she almost burst out again when she finally calmed down!

'This bastard did it on purpose! It must be! He knew that I couldn't refuse to taste the dishes on the food halberd, so he deliberately made this vulgar B-level dish. He must be secretly happy now!"

Erina subconsciously looked at Qian Chen.

Seeing Erina's gaze, Qian Chen smiled at him.

But Erina misunderstood the smile again.

‘This is a slut! He is laughing at me!’

Erina almost broke the chopsticks directly.

Naoki Takemoto, who had been secretly observing Erina's expression, felt like a mirror in his heart.

‘The rumor that God's tongue had a conflict with this kid, it seems to be true.’

So Takemoto sneered in response to Marcus's speech.

"Haha, no matter how good the cooking is, it cannot change the fact that this is a B-class cuisine."

But Naoki Takemoto obviously forgot that Marcus's profession was a diplomat who relied on his mouth to make a living.

Not only is the mouth cannon skill full, but it also has a lot of messy side skills, such as "elegant appearance", "constant smile", "different hearts and mouths", "accelerated enemy anger accumulation", etc.

"Chef Takemoto means that B-class cuisine is not worthy of being on the stage of food and halberd. It turns out that Chef Takemoto has a longer-term vision than the king and the chef. It's really rude."

Marcus!'s hat of "despising the King and the God of Chef" was suddenly put on the top of Takemoto's head.

After all, the rules for eating halberds were signed by several chef gods at that time, and the kings and dragon chefs from all over the world were witnesses.

The original document was even carved directly on a huge crystal, and it is still preserved in the hall of the IGO headquarters. It is clear as soon as you enter the door.

There is no rule that limits that folk snacks are not allowed on the food halberd stage.

Takemoto's face suddenly turned red and he quickly opened his mouth to refute.

"I'm not! I don't mean this! Don't talk nonsense!"

If this big hat is really taken down, he will be finished in his whole life, which is equivalent to being cut off from the world's cuisine industry.

Looking at Marcus with a smile on his face, Takemoto felt even more disgusting than eating a fly.

"Sa! The judges are about to taste Chef Qian's cuisine! The final result of this sacred halberd is about to be announced!"

Seeing that the two of them had died of chatting again, Yoko Kobayashi hurried out to save the scene, and at the same time kept hinting at the three judges with her eyes.

‘What are you talking about! Come and give it to me!’

As a qualified diplomat, Marcus is a person who knows how to watch the atmosphere very well, and he shrugged with humor.

"Anyway, let's try it first, a beauty can't wait."

Takemoto Naoki was so angry that he had to temporarily bury his anger in his heart and make up his mind at the same time.

As long as Qian Chen's cooking had a flaw in it, he would criticize it hard.

‘I have no choice, diplomat. I don’t believe you are a wild chef without power and power. I can’t deal with it anymore!’

The two of them picked up a piece of bean skin and put it in their mouths almost without any distinction.

In an instant, the expressions of the two of them froze.

The scene was quiet and only the sound of chewing was left, and the frequency of chewing was getting faster and faster.

I saw that the other two judges had already moved their chopsticks.

Erina knew she could not drag on it anymore.

She had no choice but to endure the discomfort in her heart, slowly stretched the chopsticks to the bean skin, picked up a piece, and then slowly brought it back to her mouth.

That cautious look as if you were eating canned herring.

In the end, she resisted the urge to throw the chopsticks and put the bean curd carefully into her mouth.

The crispy skin shatters directly under the action of the teeth.

A mixture of eggs, fat, and mung beans slowly dissipated.

The mixed salted egg yolk particles in the epidermis have become a masterpiece.

It not only makes the skin taste more layered and richer, but also greatly reduces the greasiness.

The epidermis is broken, revealing the bloody glutinous rice covered by the epidermis.

The mellow glutinous rice fragrance blooms on the tip of the tongue, and the braised fragrance becomes the best embellishment.

Pepper, cinnamon, star anise, fennel...even the unruly lava peppers perfectly blend into the braised aroma.

The crispy skin, the soft fragrance of blood glutinous rice, and the richness of diced diced rice, the perfect combination of various flavors, and carnival on the tip of the tongue.

As a god tongue that is more sensitive than ordinary people, Erina has a deeper experience.

An inexplicable feeling spread directly from the tip of her tongue to her whole body, comfortably making her close her eyes, intoxicated in it and unable to extricate herself.

In a daze, Erina seemed to hear the sound of her clothes being torn apart, and at the same time she felt her body lightening.

When she opened her eyes again, her sight was no longer a stage for eating halberds, but a city with the architectural style of the Celestial Empire a hundred years ago.

There are peddlers carrying shoulder poles on the street.

There is a coachman pulling a rickshaw.

There are hawkers working on the stalls.

Men are either long gowns or old-style suits.

Most women wear cheongsams.

Erina looked closely and found that at some point, her body was replaced by a golden and red cheongsam.

This cheongsam is very tight, fully showing her proud figure far beyond her peers.

The slits on both sides directly spread to the base of the thighs, as if the movement would inadvertently reveal an indescribable mystery.

The front of the cheongsam was embroidered with a golden dragon, and the part of the dragon's claws was just on the top of the right.

Luxury and lustful.

The scene in front of me was so real that Erina could not distinguish between illusion and reality at all.

When she woke up with a blushing face.

She was shocked to find that the two large pieces of palm-sized bean skin on her plate were completely gone.

Not only that, even the turtle that fell into the plate was unconsciously twisted into her mouth.

Erina felt a strong aroma of brine lingering between her lips and tongue.

She subconsciously stretched out her fingers and stroked her red lips that looked extremely bright because of the oil.
Chapter completed!