Let me first say that this chapter is a bit watery, but it is a very serious chapter. Any visual feeling is fake. I always recommend that I am not responsible for all the related consequences caused by reading this chapter. By the way, students with Sanjiang votes and recommendation votes voted. Alas, I won’t say much, I’ll cry...

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After the first round of auditions, all the fish and beasts that were hunted were processed by people in the square with a kitchen knife, and they happened to be used for tomorrow's carnival.

After careful selection - at least Lance said, 10 super chefs stood out from the audition team of thousands and won the qualification to advance to the chef next time.

They are—

Edward, the scissors hand, the pissing bull pills Stephen Zhou, the canteen aunt who is in charge of Lance's daily food, Niu Ansen, the little hell leader, and the other six people.

The reason why the remaining names were omitted was that Lance Yingjing felt the extraordinary fighting spirit of these four people, as well as the numbers that appeared on his retina, 9...90000...100000, 1100000...Impossible! The numbers are still rising!

Lance is almost certain that the new chef god will be born among these four people. (It’s not that the author can’t think of a name!)

Although most of the people were eliminated after the auditions, they did not leave the field, but stopped to watch the battle of the century (it might also be waiting for Lance to pay them the competition fee).

The succubus holding the final start sign walked through the crowd, and the row of super chefs standing by the stove were all flirting. After the host announced the start of the competition, the masters began to show their amazing cooking skills to the audience and judges.

First, Edward, the scissor hand of the number one position, didn't know it, but he was shocked when he saw him flying with his double scissors, instead of the two blades of his left and right hands shining with cold light. Everyone could hear the sharp crackling sound, and then looked in front of the chef, and the thin slices of the pile of meat ingredient flew like butterflies.

"Look, the meat slices of the iron-armored beast, known for its hardness and thickness, are actually transparent. This is really amazing. Each piece of meat slices cut by Edward is only 1 cm. What a magical knife technique, no wonder it can stand out in the audition with absolutely proud results!" The host broadcasted live with a fast speed.

"Not only that!" said Sir Mavie beside Lance: "The reason why these meat slices look transparent is not just thinly cut, but because a layer of ice crystals condensed on the surface of these meat slices. The player used it - the legendary Beichen Tianlang Blade!"

"It turned out to be Beichen Tianlang Blade!" Mosen said in surprise.

"What, do you know it?" Lance was a little curious.

Mosen nodded with a solemn look: "The legendary Beichen Tianlang Blade made of thousand-year-old ice is like steel and will not melt. It will not destroy the quality of the material when cooking. But because of the low temperature, using it will hurt your hands and necrotize tissue cells. Look at the hands of Edward, perhaps because of this reason, it has been replaced with a blade. This is a kind of dedication to the supreme cooking skills!"

After hearing what Mosen said, the judges all looked at Edward, the scissors hand.

But before such respectful eyes lasted for more than 3 seconds, everyone's eyes changed. Because Edward, the scissor hand, was struggling to poke through one egg after another in front of him.

"What do you think he is doing?"

"I think he just wanted to put the eggs in the pot."

Everyone saw that Edward tried hard to use two scissor hands as support, trying to move the eggs. Everyone's looking forward to his eyes followed his figure, nervous and worried about his every move. As the center of this difficult trial, Edward kept oozing out of sweat on his forehead, and the two scissors holding the eggs kept trembling, but one point, one point, it was approaching!

"Success!"

I don’t know who called this, and everyone felt that their hearts had finally fallen to the ground.

However, everyone had not had time to be happy for him. At this moment, with a bang, the egg that fell into the oil pan exploded. The hot oil splashed Edward's face. He threw himself to the ground in pain, rolling constantly, touching the wound with his "hand", and then-

Player No. 1 fell into a pool of blood like a rag, and fled.

Let’s look at the second one, Peeing Beef Pills Stephen Zhou. It is rumored that the peeing beef pills he made not only tastes great, but also very Q and elastic. They can even be used for table tennis. They are really a must-have ingredient for home travel and exercise.

"Damn, why did this guy take off his pants?"

The next second, Lance and the others finally understood how the name Pig Beef Pill came about.

Layla covered her eyes with her hands and her face was flushed, while Fiona kept reading the novel and didn't even raise her head. Lance also raised her hand to the guard behind her with no interest: "Come out and hit me, and after the beat, feed him all the peeing beef pills alone."

The No. 2 player lost his qualification to participate and failed.

Then it was the No. 3 player Niu Ansen, the little leader of the hell. From the Tauren race, he grabbed the arm of his left hand with one hand, pulled off the cloth strip tied to it, revealing a double cow's horns that were "ox".

"Cooking is something that brings happiness to people." After saying this, the young master brimmed his right boxing and said affectionately: "Willing or not, life always urges us to move forward. People dress up, set off, trek, and settle down, wherever they stop, the stove will ignite. From the migration of individual lives to the exchange and transportation of ingredients; from the evolution of cooking methods to the circulation of human life destiny, the hurried steps of people and food never stop."

After about twenty minutes, the commentary continued, but Lance and the others had already completely forgotten this guy.

Then, from No. 4 to No. 9, they completed their cooking in a normal manner, but those who could not exude the aura of a strong man were destined to be unable to continue on the path of the God of Food.

"How can I say it, I feel that I can't move my heart." Lance said with a frown.

After Lance said that, Mavi beside him also held his chest with both hands and nodded with conscientiousness: "The food is just good, and the fresh and juicy taste and the fresh and smooth chewyness are understandable, but when it comes to the shock that reaches the soul, I can't understand it."

Mosen expressed his advice and chewed the slices of meat in his mouth: "As the county magistrate and the jazz said, these bowls of stewed meat have enough heat and are also innovative, but they are still quite a distance away from the throne of the God of Food."

After the judges gathered, they gave scores of 6-8 points respectively.

The final contestant was the aunt in the canteen of the county chief.

Her specialty dish is a special dish circulated in the county chief’s mansion. It is called the pork chop rice that has allowed countless adventurers to reform themselves. Today, what kind of shock she will bring us, please wait and see!

Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang. After a dense drum beat, the succubus placed a large bowl of noodles in front of the judges.

"This...this is..."

"This is the dough!" Mosen said in surprise. He deserves to be knowledgeable and knows that this is the only food that is only known in the legend.

"No, it's impossible, this has been lost long ago... How could anyone have done it!"

Seeing the fierce reaction of the judges, Lance asked in confusion: "Is there anything strange about this?"

Because the aunt is from the canteen of the County Chief Mansion, Lance has eaten this thing a lot.

"The county magistrate doesn't know that the process on this side is extremely complicated. The wheat must be ground into subdivided, then added water and dough, and then pulled into thin filaments one by one. Look, how well-proportioned and resilient it is. This is simply beyond the definition of the universe. Oh, no, this must be a delicacy that only gods know! "

After hearing this explanation by Mosen, Lance picked up a thin noodles in confusion and put it in his mouth.

A flash of lightning flashed by.

"This, this is!"

For some reason, Niao Niao's fairy music came from the background, and the judges' faces were full of a crazy-like intoxicating expression.

"Ah, what a delicious feeling this is. The smooth noodles blend into the mouth, bringing an unprecedented sense of pleasure. The salty taste of soy sauce in the noodle soup and the stimulation of the tongue that touches the tip of the tongue, as if a huge energy explodes in the mouth, making people feel as if they look down from the sky for a moment, leaving their souls and greatly satisfying their hearts."

"It's indeed extremely delicious." Everyone nodded and agreed.

Only Lance still stared at the noodles in the bowl with a suspicion.

In the end, the canteen aunt won a high score of 68 in the whole game, and except for Lance, everyone else gave a full score of 10 points. In this way, the canteen aunt was well deserved to be elected as the new God of Cookery champion!

Next, Lance held a brief award ceremony on site. After the exposed succubus sent gold coins to the contestants and the winners of this year, the canteen aunt was invited to make a speech.

"First of all, I want to thank CCAV and Xigua TV Station, our wise and handsome leader, and all the judges, as well as the support and love of my fellow villagers in Guruling. With you, I have achieved my achievements and glory today."

Applause, applause.

"I have to say that it was a bit unexpected to me to win this award," the aunt's eyes shone with tears in her eyes and her voice choked: "There are many powerful people in this competition, and I am just an ordinary member of the competitors ahead. However, I keep telling myself that if you have confidence, your efforts will be rewarded. Now, I am standing on this supreme stage, and I proudly confide in you with great excitement. I did it, I really did it!"

Ah, what a touching scene.

After applauding, the host asked the God of Cookery who had just been crowned: "Auntie, you have received such a large bonus. Where do you plan to use it? Can you tell us all?"

Regarding the host's question, the aunt lowered her head shyly: "Actually, I have had a dream since I was a child. I want to use this money to realize my childhood dream."

"What?" Seeing the aunt crying, the host who was not sure where he found it, asked affectionately, "You have climbed an extremely difficult mountain today and reached the peak. Success has opened a door in front of you (turning to the audience). Friends, life is full of difficulties, but it only takes courage to think about your dreams and hopes to move forward without hesitation. Come, aunt, please tell us what your dream is, everyone will definitely support you, right?"

"Yes!" There was a sound of mountains and seas under the scene.

"Actually, my childhood dream was to become a SuperIdol, so I decided to use the money I won in this God of Cookery Competition to create an AKB48 idol group and sing a little apple on a stage called LoveLive." The aunt shyly said her dream.

At this moment, the host probably had fun and asked, "Well, aunt, you might as well perform for us on the spot, Little Apple."

"Isn't this good?" The aunt's face was eager to try.

"Do you guys say okay?" The host pointed Yinmai at the audience.

"Okay!" A sound wave made Lance's ears almost deaf. He stared at the temporary building in a daze. The situation had completely deviated from his control and was moving in a strange direction.

The aunt stood in the center of the stage, pressed her right hand on the edge of an invisible hat on her head, and covered her crotch with one hand. Scream! She turned around sharply, shook her clothes behind her, and then M~~~usic!

"You are my little apple, no matter how much you love you, your red face warms my heart and lights up the fire~fire~fire~fire~fire!"

As the aunt danced wildly on the stage, the group of succubus who were attracted to promote the game immediately joined the dance. Under this stage that was destined to be lively, all the audience twisted their necks with their necks in their arms.

Only Lance, holding his forehead with one hand, sighing endlessly.

This is a whole chapter, it’s so fucking fucking!
Chapter completed!