Food King

Chapter 203 Wang Yan's Opponent

In front of the Lin'an branch hall, most of the onlookers were still in shock, and they were all amazed at the powerful and domineering effect displayed by Zhizun Latiao just now.

"The primordial stones in the Lingyao Pavilion are not easy to handle, be careful of burning your hands." Song Qian said unwillingly, immediately took out a bag of low-grade primordial stones, and threw them directly. In the presence of the public, he couldn't play tricks.

Even so, Song Qian was still dissatisfied in his heart. At this moment, as his voice fell, Wang Yan smiled and put away the low-grade primordial stone.

"It's a waste." Wang Yan smiled, and directly ignored the unnecessary threat. He had already murdered Song Qian, and if he had the chance, he would not mind killing this guy directly.

"Let's go" After getting this windfall, Wang Yan said with a light smile, and immediately, under Song Qian's murderous gaze, he took the lead to leave the crowd.

"Oh, by the way, if you want to buy supreme spicy strips, the food street in the food court will have a limited supply for a while." Fang Yuan, who followed behind Wang Yan, posted a wave of advertisements without looking back, and his face was livid just now. Under the watchful eyes of Song Qian and others, he turned and left.

"Send someone to pay close attention to this Wang Yan's every move. After this time the King of Chef Contest is over, he will definitely go back to Qingshan Town to challenge the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion. I don't want to see him go back alive." Watching Wang Yan and the three walk slowly Going back, Song Qian's face was gloomy, and he whispered to the old man beside him.

"The old slave understands"

Wang Yan was in a good mood. Originally, he just wanted to see the medicinal powder and elixirs in the Lingyao Pavilion, but he didn't expect that there was an unexpected harvest of 500 yuan low-grade primordial stones.

"Boss, my cooperation is not bad. You want to treat me to 500 yuan low-grade primordial stone." Fang Yuan said enviously, while Wang Yan rolled his eyes.

"In the imperial capital, can you find better food than his cooking?" Huba said with a light smile. She could see that although Wang Yan and Fang Yuan were in a master-student relationship, there was more to it. Yes, like brothers.

"When you get back to the Royal Garden, you can eat whatever you want." Wang Yan said lightly, the pace of moving forward was slightly accelerated, and Fang Yuan behind him pouted. Wang Yan did this kind of borrowing flowers to present Buddha. It touches familiarity with the road.

Another two days passed in a flash. During these two days, apart from cooking and selling food, Wang Yan has not fallen behind in cultivation. After entering the Yuan Condensation Realm, Wang Yan also started to practice martial arts.

The martial arts in Wang Yan's hands, the Tiangang Fist and Gale Fist given by the old beggar, are all middle-level martial arts, and the Flame Saber of Yan Wang's Mansion, and the Yuanlun obtained by beheading Elder Wu of the Reverse Refining Sect in the Hundred Thousand Mountains Slashing is a high-level human-level martial art.

In two days, Wang Yan also started to practice Blast Fist slowly. As for other martial arts, Wang Yan was only a little familiar with it, and then he concentrated on conquering Blast Fist. Naturally understand.

Yaoyang hangs high in the sky, pouring gentle light onto the earth. In the food court, there are only two arenas left at this moment, and these two arenas are ten feet apart, and there is no barrier between them, making Everyone can see the scene above clearly.

In the old food street, under the stele, Huba and Fangyuan set up stalls to sell delicacies according to Wang Yan's instructions. They would not give up this opportunity to make money.

With the previous competition in the Lin'an branch, the food street is now more lively. In the past two days, many people bought the supreme spicy sticks, smoothie jam and Shaqima, but because of the small number, there were still some Many people returned disappointed, and because of this, the diners who had just been waiting for the stalls started to line up to buy in an orderly manner.

While Fangyuan and Huba were busy, above the bluestone platform in the center, the figures of the three chefs from the imperial dining room and King Wu Zheng Yi also appeared above. At the same time, on the open space below the bluestone platform, including Wang The four people including Yan also entered slowly.

"Congratulations to the four who have successfully advanced to the semi-finals. In the next semi-finals, teams of two, one-on-three, two-on-four, and then the last two winners will directly enter the finals to determine the chef of this year. king."

"As for this round of semi-finals, there are only two competitions, white and red, that is, the cooking of pasta and hot dishes. Let's draw lots now to decide your opponents."

Above the bluestone, Chef Bai had a smile on his face, and his slightly cloudy eyes swept over Wang Yan and the others below. When his voice fell, he waved his palm, and immediately a burst of white light shot out, landing firmly in front of the four of them. on the table.

Wang Yan was not in a hurry to draw lots, but looked at the three people beside him indifferently. The young man in white with long and narrow eyes had a calm expression and could not see the slightest nervousness, while the old man with black and white hair was smiling. meaning.

Wang Yan didn't pay much attention to these two people. His eyes focused on the last young man, who was about 26 and seven years old. fluctuated.

Wang Yan frowned imperceptibly. He didn't pay much attention to this young man before, but he was able to advance to the semi-finals unknowingly, and even eliminated Chu Ge from the Oriental Academy. This alone made Wang Yan a little nervous. surprise.

"It seems that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Zhao's gourmet world." Wang Yan thought to himself, and immediately retracted his eyes, and landed on the top of the lottery. As he walked forward, he randomly took out one and looked at the bright red one-character pattern above. , A smile formed on the corner of his lips.

"Number one?" the old man with black and white hair murmured at the corner of his mouth, and he also showed his bamboo stick. After scanning the three of them, he landed on Wang Yan and grinned, obviously seeing Wang Yan's number.

"I can see that you are not bad, but your good luck should be coming to an end." The old man smiled, and his black and white hair looked a little strange.

"I hope it can be as you wish." Wang Yan shrugged indifferently, and after his voice fell, he went directly to the top of the ring.

Wang Yan fought against the old man with mixed black and white hair, while the young man in white with narrow eyes faced another young man who had been unknown all along.

The four of them walked onto the ring separately, stood in front of the ring with their respective numbers, and waited for the start of the competition.

The competition in the semi-finals is divided into red and white cases, and all the raw materials are of the same grade. The competition is still the attainment of cooking skills.

Wang Yan glanced at the raw materials on the cooking table in front of him. These raw materials are all of the same grade. As for the selection and cooking methods, there are no restrictions.

After sweeping through the raw materials of the cooking table, Wang Yan's eyes fell on the Bazhen chicken in the cage. The Bazhen chicken in the Royal Competition is plump and delicious. Through the special breeding method, they have sufficient vitality in their bodies, which is comparable to A monster in the middle stage of the first order.

"Okay. Now, the competition has officially started, and there is still no time limit. Let's show your skills and see which two can directly advance to the final." Chef Bai's voice sounded again. The crowd gradually quieted down. One pair of eyes fell on the player they liked, showing anticipation.

"That's it." Wang Yan pondered for a while, then walked forward, took out the Bazhen chicken from the cage, came to the front of the water platform, and quickly boiled water to slaughter the Bazhen chicken. The movements were skillful and fast, just In less than 5 minutes, a Bazhen chicken weighing about eight catties with crystal clear skin fat appeared in Wang Yan's hands.

"The net weight is about seven catties, and it is also the time when the quality of Bazhen chicken is the most tender and smooth." Wang Yan weighed it casually, showing satisfaction, obviously knowing most of the raw materials of plants and trees very well.

While Wang Yan was processing the Bazhen Chicken, the other two people on the ring had already selected the raw materials they needed and began to process them quickly.

The old man with black and white hair also finished processing the raw materials in his hands. He is about 60 years old and has been in the kitchen for nearly 40 years. Reached the early stage of Xuanpin.

"This old man has been indifferent to fame and wealth all his life, and now he only came here for the Xuantian Dao, how can he lose to a junior like you?" The old man thought to himself, with an indifferent smile on his face, looking from the conditioning table where Wang Yan was. Take it back, and devote yourself to cooking your own dishes again.

After removing the fine fluff of the Bazhen chicken's skin with high temperature, Wang Yan cleaned it. Then, he picked up the sand pot on the side, cleaned it, and started cooking.

The name of the dish Wang Yan chose was Feng Huanchao, a famous dish in the south of the Yangtze River. The raw material was originally cooked from pigeons, but here, Wang Yan chose the higher quality Bazhen chicken.

Put the whole Bazhen chicken into the boiling water of the frying pan, add a small amount of horse chestnut wine to remove the fishy smell and blood stains and other impurities, fish it out, wash it with mountain spring water, then put it into the clay pot, add it and pick it out The wild goji berries and quail eggs are poured into the mountain spring water that submerged the Bazhen chicken. After the fire is boiled, the fire is simmered slowly.

This dish seems simple, but it is not easy to control the heat, and to control the heat, it is necessary to distinguish the texture of the raw material. Different raw materials require different cooking time.

However, these are not a problem for Wang Yan who has already learned to use his mental power to analyze at a high level. As time goes by little by little, about half an hour in the past, bursts of fragrance began to permeate the clay pot. out.

Countless onlookers looked at the top of the two rings with anticipation. At this moment, the four of them were using their strengths, and most of the food they cooked had reached the most critical moment.

Above the No. [-] ring, the old man with black and white hair had a dignified expression. He was paying close attention to the changes in the dishes in the pot. As time passed again, in his wok, the dishes that had already been made to the end burst out a little bit. The crystal light and a strong fragrance quietly diffused along with the overflowing heat.

"This time. Eliminate him in the first battle."

(End of this chapter)