Rebirth as a Cooking God

Xia Yu and Zhu Qing randomly found a place to sit down.

Seeing Xia Yu quietly enjoying Li Han’s Chinese fried noodles, Zhu Qing smiled like a cunning fox, and asked deliberately, "Are you tempted to be in the Kirin Pavilion?"

"After Liufang, who doesn't want to?"

Xia Yu rolled his eyes. "Over the past 100 years, only eleven seniors have won such achievements. I didn't swell. I thought that I would be able to satisfy the appetite of those old monsters by getting out of the horse. I got at least 90% of the Kirin coins. ."

"Damn!"

Zhu Qing looked at him jokingly with his chin, "With your temperament, I don't believe you are in a hurry."

With a smile, she calmly smiled and looked slightly solemn, "Li Han's explanation of the Kirin Pavilion did not exaggerate. On the contrary, he deliberately downplayed it. Do you know what it means to successfully land in the Kirin Pavilion in the world?"

Xia Yu's heart shook with Zhu Qing's eyes containing flames.

"Kirinzi!"

Zhu Qing spit out a cool noun.

"This is the nickname and title for the contemporary chef who is in the Kirin Pavilion."

She raised her fingers to the four walls of the attic hall.

A total of eleven portraits of people hang on the wall during the light on and off. At this time, more and more boat passengers gather to the top floor. In front of each portrait, there are a group of black robe people staying, it seems that they are thinking of the predecessors.

However, it is strange that Xia Yu found that there was a taboo field near the eleventh portrait. The passengers in black robes passed by and subconsciously accelerated their pace.

Not to mention standing, depending on the situation, even the second stop is afraid.

Xia Yu fixed his eyes on the portraits in the lights.

"Ayu--"

Zhu Qing saw that he suddenly got up and left the room and shouted involuntarily, but at the next moment, he discovered that Xia Yu was walking towards the eleventh portrait portrait of the wall, his pupils squeezed, and his mouth was speechless.

There is a column next to the portrait.

The eleventh Kirinzi is a middle-aged man with a strong eyebrow and a majestic eyebrow. When he looks at the portrait, he feels strongly oppressed.

The character introduction wrote:

"Chen Dingbang, 1970-2007, the eleventh kirinzi, the most talented genius in the Chinese world in the 1980s and 1990s, the culinary champion is the same generation, the founder of the "food tyrant" system in the Chinese world..."

The founder of the food tyrant system!

Seeing this, Xia Yu said in shock: "I roughly know who he is."

"who is it?"

There was a strange voice behind him.

"..."

Xia Yu's heartbeat slowed down half a beat, and he couldn't see when he stopped at the black robe who was one step behind him. His eyebrows were drawn straight: "Don't you know that people can scare people?"

The black robe stood with his hands down.

He is about one and a half meters tall, but his large robe can hardly cover up the burly body.

As he looked up at the eleventh portrait of Qi Linzi, the hood pulled up slightly, revealing half of his face.

The beard is cleaned, but some of the residual scum has been stained with the frost of the years. With the pair of strange eyes that can penetrate the hearts of people, Xia Yu murmured secretly. Which old monster is this?

"Chen Dingbang!"

The old man suddenly spit out the name of Kirinzi, and his lips, which had no expression on his face, actually had a cold, imperceptible trace.

He seems to be sarcasm?

Xia Yu felt shocked, "Mocking a unicorn?"

Apparently aware of Xia Yu's gaze, the old man suddenly turned his head to stare. Xia Yu and his eyes looked at each other at close range, and they were instantly empty, and their eyes looked away from them.

"Heart is higher than heaven, and life is thinner than paper!"

The old man said lightly: "Every generation of Kirinzi has the potential to be a chef. This Chen Dingbang, self-destructive future, it is not a pity!"

After that, he went away.

call!

I only felt that the aura in the midst disappeared, and Xia Yu recovered, realizing that his back was all cold and sweaty, "Isn't Xianzuoweimen so powerful?"

"A Yu!"

Zhu Qing called him, and wondered the old man who was looking away, "Who is that?"

"An old monster who evaluates that this unicorn has a higher heart than the sky and a thinner life than paper." Xia Yu raised his finger portrait.

...

Shortly after.

Yan Qi's "cloud and mist".

The leader of the dark world welcomes the old man who just came from His Excellency Kirin, taking the initiative to make tea and pour water.

A few days before the case, the old man had taken off his hood, and while silently tasting tea, Yan Qi sat across from him, also silent.

Boom!

Someone knocked on the door.

Yan Qi heard the sound and cast an inquiring look on the old man.

"Come in--"

But the old man spoke.

Click, the door of the room is pushed open, and a young man with a radiant spirit opens the bamboo curtain and comes in. He stops a few meters away from the case and worships respectfully, shouting: "Mr. Yan, respect your teacher!"

Yan Qi looked at the young man with a good look, and his eyes showed a strange color.

The old man said lightly: "Feizhou, since Old Man Wei has decided to grant you a Lin-level killing recipe, and you have read the recipe, I will not stop anything."

Hearing the words, Ye Feizhou, who was overwhelmed all the way, came to the ground and was surprised: "Xie Zunshi!"

"but!"

Yu Feng turned.

Ye Feizhou quickly stood up straight.

"With your half-hearted food, you can restore as many recipes as you want, without asking. I only have one requirement to spell out the style, it's not ugly, shameful, and face-saving, so I don't have a negative pressure on your head. The crown of the top five shows in the year."

The old man stared at his lovers slowly.

Ye Feizhou was stunned.

Lost?

Is he sure that he is going to lose the top five show?

how could it be possible!

"My honor, I won't lose!" His blood irritated, his head almost exploded, and his voice suddenly rose, "I will prove that I am qualified to wear the crown of the first name!"

"Is it?"

The old man's eyes flashed, "You're back."

Ye Feizhou clenched his fists, not reluctantly, stepping back to the bamboo curtain step by step.

"correct!"

It seems to be a whim, and the old man once again said, "Flying boat, have you ever intended to attack the contemporary "Kirinzi"? "

Unicorn!

Ye Feizhou looked shocked, and subconsciously replied: "Never before!"

"That's it."

The old man said a little disappointment, and waved to Ye Feizhou, "Retreat."

Ye Feizhou closed the door and stood in the corridor of Loulin's cabin.

His face changed quite brilliantly.

"What does it mean to respect a teacher? Does he want me to go to the Kirin Pavilion and become the twelfth "Kirin son" from ancient times? Can I really? No, now I am definitely unable to fill the appetite of those old monsters, it is not possible, it is not time..." Ye Feizhou lowered his head.

By asking him to defend the honor of the younger generation, Ye Feizhou is confident.

However, by calling him to attack the name of "Kirinzi", Ye Feizhou couldn't get away with the burden of Wuxiu's first name, and took out cooking works to insult those old monsters wantonly.

Ye Feizhou is far inferior to Li Han at least in the face.

Inside the house.

Yan Qi and the old man continued to taste tea.

Drinking many empty cups of hot tea in a row, the old man suddenly said to Yan Qi: "Are you saying nothing to me?"

"faucet……"

Yan Qi opened his mouth.

"Ah!"

The old man got up and walked to the bamboo curtain. "I know the news of Yan Qi, Dong Ying and the food club."

"Do you think a private halberd can be eaten forever, can it happen forever, can the results be covered to death?"

Yan Qi finally changed color.

Facing the bamboo curtain, the old man with his back to Yan Qi, there is an appreciation in his eyes.

"Fighting the old Lin Lin head-on ~www.readwn.com~ in front of the younger generation in the Chinese world is enough to support his throne, and it is stable and unshakable."

Speaking of which, the old man continued to wonder:

"Why should I cover it? Strange!"

The old man lifted the curtain.

Yan Qi did not perform much better than Xia Yu. Watching the old man leave, he exhaled, and his back was also wet with cold sweat.

"The ban is given by the demon king of food. I don't have the right to silence Dongying Realm's group of giants." Yan Qi shook his head. "Will the food society proactively promote such an ugly halberd?"

The top Chinese leader, so quickly informed of this news, is beyond Yan Qi's expectations.

But how about that.

The king, after all, campaigns by fighting and swallowing each other.

From the beginning, no one retreated!