Late Night Cafeteria: A Bowl of Fried Rice to Save Iron Man at the Start

"Open the food and kitchenware library, every Yuhun chef, please go as soon as possible to choose the food and kitchenware you need. If you have other special needs, please contact the receptionist."

As the host's voice just fell, a huge gate opened behind the stadium, and a cool breeze came.

The ingredient storehouse is as big as a football field, and it has all kinds of fresh ingredients.

The time for selecting ingredients is also calculated within three hours. Every contestant is racing against time to find the ingredients he wants. After all, it is not easy to make a hundred soul dishes in three hours.

Zhou Xuan didn't rush to pick the ingredients, instead he found the reception staff waiting by the side.

The receptionist saw the player who was wearing the "No. 66" number plate, and walked straight towards him, with a stunned expression. The number plate had specifically asked him to meet some of his requirements.

The receptionist hurried up to greet him and asked, "This player, can I help you?"

Zhou Xuan said: "I want a huge amounts of steamer, the bigger the better."

"Okay, I'll find it for you now!" The receptionist dared not be careless, and ran out immediately.

On the other side, on the board of judges, four top-notch bosses were talking.

"How many, do you all know the purpose of the Western mission?" Jianzheng Yin Zhong asked without concealment.

Heavenly Master Zhang Pinwei looked like an old naughty boy, and said with a smile: "They push up their ass, and I know what they want to fart, but they don't want to get close to the dragon god."

Ya Sheng Yanyuan nodded and agreed: "Zhang Tianshi is right. The dragon god was born in our country and broke the existing god system. The original balance no longer exists, so they are jealous."

Ling Zang Bodhisattva expressed his approval with a gesture of "OK" with his hand. This tycoon is also a showy person who makes the scalp numb. He has made an ambition to cultivate a hundred years of closed mantra. He has been practicing for ninety-nine years, and it is still one short. In the first year, the merits and virtues are fulfilled, and the daily communication depends on gestures.

"However, they only sent three people to the next game. It was a bit beyond my expectation. It seems that they are bound to win, and we must also plan to prevent the ship from overturning in the gutter." Ya Sheng Yanyuan warned. .

Zhang Tianshi glanced at Jianzheng Yin Zhong and said, "You shouldn't have agreed to their request at the beginning. In case there is really someone among the three of them, Yuhun Cooking is better, the old way cannot lie without the heart of Dao."

Jian Zheng sighed and defended himself: "I didn't want them to participate, but they gave too much, and I couldn't refuse."

Lingzang Bodhisattva ticked a "question mark" with his fingers, and Zhang Tianshi and Yan Yasheng also looked at Jianzheng curiously.

"The Holy Light Church gave a golden apple from the Garden of Eden, the Temple of Aesir gave a branch of the World Tree, and the Temple of Olympus gave a golden apple from the Garden of Zeus," Jian Zheng explained. .

Both the Garden of Eden and the Holy Garden produce golden apples, but the golden apples produced by the tree of good and evil in the Garden of Eden should be called the fruit of wisdom. Those who eat it can enhance wisdom and distinguish between good and evil.

The golden apples of the Holy Garden of Zeus represent two completely different attributes of "disaster" and "beauty".

Whether it is the Good and Evil Tree in the Garden of Eden, the Golden Apple Tree in the Holy Garden, or the World Tree in the Temple of Aesir, they are all the spiritual roots of the earth accompanied by the Supreme God, which is the same as the Bodhi tree on the top of the Buddha Zongling Mountain.

"It's a big handwork," Yan Yasheng was a little surprised. The three major missions had spent such a high price, and they would definitely want to win this competition at all costs.

Zhang Tianshi looked at the guardian of the old god, with an expression of victory, and said: "You guy is afraid that you have been fully prepared long ago?"

Jian Zheng smiled slightly, and suddenly a piece of talisman paper appeared out of thin air in front of him. He glanced at it casually.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing, our Mr. Trump made a request."

"What does he want?"

"A big steamer, the bigger the better."

Master Zhang Tian smiled, "It just so happens that there is a big steamer in Yuyoushan's canteen. The kitchen chef specializes in steaming steamed buns. The steamed buns are enough for hundreds of people to eat at a time, so I will get them."

Zhang Tianshi (cffh) turned into a ray of light and disappeared, before long, he returned to the judges' bench and sat down peacefully.

In the ingredient warehouse, Zhou Xuan has already selected the flour, rolling pin, and seasoning he needs, but it's not good...

"Contestant No. 66, the big steamer you need has been placed on your cooking table. You can see if it is suitable." The receptionist hurried over and reported.

Zhou Xuan smiled and said: "Wait a minute, I still lack the same ingredients. I'll go back and have a look after finishing the adjustment."

Then, in the shocked eyes of the receptionist, he carried a black fragrant pig weighing more than 800 kilograms next to him.

"Gosh, what does he want to do?"

The receptionist watched Zhou Xuan leave the food warehouse in a daze.

At the moment, a huge bamboo basket with a diameter of five meters and a depth of half a meter suddenly appeared at the No. 66 cooking table, which made other Yuhun chefs look at it.

There were constant discussions in the audience.

Xue Linglong started the live broadcast, and the number of viewers reached more than three million.

"Have you seen that counter 66 is my Zhou Xuan's, such a big cage, who of you have seen it?"

Ling Xinzhu on the side looked at Xue Linglong vigilantly. When did A Xuan belong to your family?

Barrage in the live room:

"With such a big basket, does he want steamed buns?"

"Does steamed buns need such a big basket? I'm afraid it's for grandstanding. There is still a delegation from the Western Continent at the scene, so don't be embarrassed and throw it abroad."

Xue Linglong immediately banned the speaking account permanently and kicked it from the live broadcast room.

Before long, another trumpet came in and continued to spray.

Xue Linglong’s pretty face was slightly cold, and suddenly a small green snake flashed on her fingers, saying: "This is a heart-devouring spell, if you curse again, I will directly calculate where you are, and then plant the spell on you. In the body, every time you scold someone in the future, you will suffer this curse and the snake will eat your heart."

The barrage in the live broadcast room fell silent for an instant, and then surged again.

"Miss Linglong is mighty and domineering!"

"Little brother A Xuan is awesome!"

"Damn, look, my little brother actually carried a whole pig out!"

Xue Linglong only took care of the live broadcast room, and immediately looked up when she saw the bullet screen reminding her.

I saw Zhou Xuan walking out like a king carrying a tripod, carrying a huge amounts of black fragrant pig.

Wherever he went, all Yuhunchu stopped their work one after another and watched in amazement as Zhou Xuan put the giant whole pig on the cooking table.

"This man...what does he want to do?"

Huh!

Suddenly, a knife flickered, and the nearly three-meter-long black fragrant pig instantly turned into masses of neatly divided pork, and different parts were arranged on the table at a time.

Hiss~

The Royal Soul Chef on the field only felt that his scalp was numb, as if the knife had hit him.

Near the Zhou Xuan cooking table, the four people on the left and right subconsciously made precautions, shouting with sweaty faces:

"I want to change positions!".

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