Rebirth as a Cooking God

"Di, hello, di..."

The Longmen Pavilion, the pre-match inspection of the Battle of the Heavenly King Mountain is being carried out intensively.

"There is no problem with the live sound, OK!"

The male celebrant holding the microphone made a gesture to the audience.

Off the field, Wei Qinglian accompanied the old man with the surname of Lan, followed the old man to inspect the venue, and the director in charge of the execution of the stage of the battle of the Tianwang Mountain. He had little time to greet the two and yelled, "Try the lights next!"

The huge stadium, the shining lights are black and bright, and several different light effects switch back and forth.

"Introduce the lighting effect when you beat the Lord, come—"

Snapped!

As soon as the director gave instructions, six straight lampposts of holy light came down from the sky. On the stage, six treasure chairs carved with dragons and phoenixes were slowly raised. Even if it had not opened at this time, the few staff members in the hall Was firmly attracted by six treasure chairs.

After a while, the lighting effect test is over. The director looks at his watch and sweats on his forehead. "The museum will open in another hour and a half!"

"Quick, hurry up, and then check the workbench where the players are going to cook!"

"Yes!"

The staff did not rest and became busy again.

The old man of Lan said with a smile: "This year is special. In addition to the "China Five Shows", there is a sixth lord. However, this lord is also worthy of the name. Waiting for the full opening at 10 a.m. The main treasure chair is on the stage, even if it is really a public appearance in the Chinese food industry, it is strongly declared to return. "

Wei Qinglian stared at the sixth additional treasure chair with a complex look.

She vaguely regretted her decision to release Xia Yu to participate in the game hunting, and now think about it, then she was really confused.

Later, in the posture of the devil, the man took two consecutive perfect scores to advance, forming a huge momentum and forced the executives to convene a collective meeting in an emergency, through the establishment of a sixth leader, a sixth treasure chair to respond to society Public opinion remedies for public opinion.

"bring it on!"

Squeezing his mouth tightly, Wei Qinglian snorted and said in secret: "Take out the true skills and let the Chinese world see how strong you are!"

"If you really think you are the devil above you, swelled and arrogant, the Lin-level killing recipes that Fei Zhou prepared for this battle of the Heavenly King Mountain might not have won you!"

...

Shanghai suburb.

"Flying boat, set off!"

Wei An and Kong Chun met each other, and Wei An knocked on the kitchen door.

Kong Chun came again from the imperial capital. If you count the leader who has quietly arrived at the backstage of the stadium, this battle, Baiyu Tower almost fell out of the nest, enough to see them against Ye Feizhou, and this decision to the younger generation in China The crown of kings attaches great importance to the battle of belonging.

"Master Kong, Master Wei!"

The door was unlocked, Ye Feizhou came out of the kitchen.

He was dressed in white and only had a black belt. Look closely. The suit on Ye Feizhou's body is obviously the official chef suit he intends to put on stage. Unlike the western-style chef's uniform, this suit is more loose. Ye Feizhou wears it, giving a humane and gentle temperament, and freeing him from the image of a scholar.

Moreover, Ye Feizhou has long hair, with long hair, and her long black hair is almost even better than a woman. It is delicate and smooth, and looks more maintenance than usual. He wore a bun like a priest, and the bun was wrapped in a plain headscarf, and two cloth straps fluttered in his head as he walked, with a strong sense of elegance.

"I'm ready--"

Ye Feizhou spoke to the two mentors in this way, with fortitude written in his head.

"In any case, this battle, I will not escape!" Ye Feizhou said lowly.

There are words in it.

Wei An and Kong Chun watched their lovers stride out of the entrance.

"He knew?" Kong Chun sighed softly.

"Maybe." Wei An was suspicious for a while. "I can be sure that Feizhou is completely isolated from the outside world without Internet or phone calls these days. However, the smartness of Feizhou's child may have been aware of it for a long time."

"Hey!"

Kong Chun sighed again.

"If there is a monster that is comparable to the heroes of a century ago in this generation, it will be a pressure and a shadow for the generation of flying boats. But from another perspective, is it the sign that the Chinese food industry is about to enter the next heyday? "

Prosperous time?

Wei An smiled bitterly and couldn't catch the words.

"If it is a heyday propped up by one person, I still hope not to see it as well."

...

Down's mansion.

"Trouble!" Xia Yu solemnly handed over a box of ingredients to the staff who hunted. This is a necessary procedure.

Tang Yuqiong also handed over the ingredients box and clapped his hands, "I'm relieved to hand them over!"

She turned around and saw that Xia Yu was still wearing everyday clothes, frowning. "It's nine o'clock, you haven't changed your clothes yet? Don't tell me, you'll wear this suit later."

Xia Yu spread his hand: "Relax, you won't wear everyday clothes. When you come to the backstage of the stadium, I will ask the logistics staff to ask for a spare chef suit."

After hearing this, Tang Yuqiong wrinkled his nose.

"That's not okay. You know the whole Chinese world when you stay in Tang House. Doesn't it mean that our Tangs are not entertained badly when they go to power?"

She walked back quickly and dropped a sentence, "You wait!"

After coming back later, she handed Xia Yu a brand-new neatly folded outfit, "Here, here for you, a new set, which my grandmother personally cut and sewn."

Xia Yu froze for a moment, looked down at the clothes in his hand, and then looked at Tang Yuqiong himself.

They are all black and white, but I don’t know how they look. If the clothes are similar in shape, wouldn’t it be the style of a couple’s outfit? Thinking of the picture, Xia Yu shivered three times, "Still don't want it..."

Tang Yuqiong was smirked by his disgust, "You love to wear it or not!"

"Hey--"

Zhu Qing hurriedly returned from the front yard of the mansion. When no one arrived, the voice resounded. "Don't be fooling around. The pickup vehicle is already waiting at the main entrance. Get on the train!"

"The train leading to the Battle of the Heavenly King Mountain will depart!"

then.

Five minutes later, Xia Yu had to take a kitchen box and a set of black and white chef clothes that he hadn't had time to change into, and then he sat in the back seat of the official pickup vehicle.

The car started slowly, and the crowd of people in the deep lane gave way to a driveway.

Many male and female reporters followed the car and rushed to the door. A pair of hands knocked on the window. Xia Yu could only sit and wave and respond. At this time, he didn't dare to open the window.

Shortly after.

The Longmen Pavilion, which has been silent for a week, began to fill with loud noises as a large number of spectators poured in.

At the ticket inspection channel, a pair of cook female apprentices who came hand in hand to hold the tickets to enter the venue actually opened up under the large crowd~www.readwn.com~Ye Feizhou won! "

"The devil wins!"

"What devil, I firmly believe that Bai Yulou's successor can hold him back!"

In fact, not only outside the hall, the audience gradually increased, and similar discussions were spread.

Zhao Qi went to the backstage of the contestants, took off his mask, and shouted angrily: "I have walked through the stadium several times. Why didn't I hear anyone mention my name? The heat was robbed by those two guys! "

The top 20 men and women are all gathered in this hall, waiting for the stage.

After hearing Zhao Qi's complaints, a group of people looked at each other.

Chen Yang shook his fist in the corner of the hall, "I hope you can defeat Ye Feizhou!"

""Five Chinese Shows"..."

Chen Yang said: "So, who should I pull down?"