Sun Jingzhuo and Yang Junye know about their masters.

I am usually kind, but if I really issue an order, I will definitely be serious.

Over the years, no one of them dared to offend Master's majesty.

"Say, you remember!"

Sun Jingzhuo and Yang Junye looked at each other and finally nodded.

"Master, we remember."

However, Sun Jingzhuo thought to himself, Humph, just Song Zixuan, is he too deified by the Food Academy?

Even the master is concerned about it, but... I, Sun Jingzhuo, are not afraid.

How great can a person who depends on judgment and support to win a competition?

In the venue, Song Zixuan’s Dragon Door is about to be ready for a dish.

And the Dragon and Sun Moon are also in the late stage, and the beef is stewed soft and the soup is thick.

After the soup is prepared, the last step is left, which is to cook noodles.

A seemingly simple step requires fine skills.

I saw a hot pot boiling, and several kinds of seasonings were added to the boiling water.

Some students couldn't help but admire them after seeing it.

"My God, I am worthy of Teacher Long. A simple bowl of beef noodles is so complicated."

"Yes, everything from noodles to soup is carefully maintained, it's not easy."

"There are eggs in the noodles and many ingredients. I didn't expect that even the noodles had to be cooked with ingredients."

"Haha, we can't guess these things thoroughly. Teacher Long can be regarded as a master of China."

"Of course, except for a few chef gods and yard leaders, the young generation of Dragon Teachers can definitely get the highest responsibility."

The noodles enter the water, like a giant dragon entering the sea, and the dragon, sun and moon move very quickly when entering the water.

But instead of throwing the noodles into the pot, you go straight in from the end.

The dragon, sun and moon are below one side, and at the same time, the other hand is picked up with long chopsticks. The noodles enter the water and then come out of the water, just like a giant dragon hanging on dragon scales, shining with the fullness and luster of moisture.

Seeing this, everyone exclaimed, saying that they were the chief instructor of the West Hospital.

Let’s not talk about the taste of this bowl of noodles for now, the cooking process alone is enough to feast everyone’s eyes.

Cheng Huaili, on the side, also nodded slowly: "The skill of the Sun and Moon is no longer inferior to that of the Northwest Sword God, right?"

"Haha, Cheng Academy, this is a blessing for the Food Academy." Lin Wuxiu said.

Ling Zhen sneered: "Haha, cooking is not a fancy move, the final taste depends on the essence."

Ouyang Fengyao nodded: "Old Ling said it well. The final comment depends on the color, fragrance, but which one it is has nothing to do with the cooking process."

Hearing the two chefs say this, Cheng Huaili and others shut up.

"Prepare dish!"

"Prepare dish!"

The two shouted almost at the same time.

On one side of the dragon, sun and moon, a bowl of beef noodles is steaming hot.

The soup is darker in color and appealing to the appetite. The noodles are topped with a very fast sauce-red beef, which is even more attractive.

Plus the green onion cilantro embellishment, the color is unfinished.

On the other hand, Song Zixuan had a light yellow soup and bright oil, which was also a winner in color.

Long Riyue glanced at Song Zixuan: "Song Zixuan, please ask the dean and the two chef gods present for the judge!"

"what ever!"

Then, Ling Zhen stood up first: "Haha, I haven't tasted this kid's dish for a long time. Today I'm so happy. Let's go and go with me!"

After Ling Zhen said this, the few of them could hear it. Before he could taste it, he was already standing on Song Zixuan's side.

Several people walked towards the two of them, and Cheng Huaili said, "Ri Yue, Zixuan, today our three deans and two chef gods judge you, okay?"

Long Riyue immediately smiled and said, "It's the honor of my younger generation."

Long Riyue is not worried that the last problem will occur in this judgment.

If Yang Junye and Song Zixuan got unfair results in the competition, then Long Riyue would not.

Whether it is Song Zixuan or Yang Junye, his qualifications are much worse than his Long Riyue.

It is a fact that you have been in the college longer and sit higher.

In Long Riyue's opinion, everyone should be fair. If the only thing that is unfair, it might be Ling Zhen.

Through the previous events, Long Riyue could see that Ling Zhen and Song Zixuan had some personal relationships.

But Cheng Huaili and Lin Wuxiu certainly won’t. If they say it’s biased, they will at most bias themselves.

Dragon, Sun and Moon are very confident about this.

And Ouyang Fengyao, the god of chef in the south, can be sure that he will also be biased against himself.

The apprentice Yang Junye was defeated by Song Zixuan, and he must have hated Song Zixuan to death.

Moreover, just now, Long Riyue saw their master and apprentice talking. Although they couldn't hear the content clearly, they could still guess one or two.

It must be Yang Junye who said that he lost to Song Zixuan, and then Ouyang Fengyao felt embarrassed for himself, so he was displeased.

But he must still hate Song Zixuan in his heart.

Ling Zhen was the first to taste the dish. He tasted the soup from Doulongmen, then picked up another bite of the anchovies and put them in his mouth.

The deliciousness of the shad is hard to refuse, and this Dragon Gate stimulates the deliciousness of the shad to the extreme, making him, the chef god, feel a little unstable after trying it.

Ling Zhen closed his eyes slightly, looking at enjoyment.

Long Riyue laughed secretly, Old Ling, you really tend toward Song Zixuan.

Not to mention whether the bowl of fish soup is extremely delicious, but no matter how delicious the food is, it will not be so exaggerated, right?

What's more, as a chef god, I have never eaten any delicious food from all over the country?

Ling Zhen put down his chopsticks and walked to Long Riyue again.

At this time, a bowl of beef noodles had been divided into five small bowls.

Ling Zhen picked up a bowl and tasted the soup, then nodded slowly.

After ate the meat and noodles again, my expression was very appreciative, and I immediately retreated to my seat.

It can be seen that Ling Zhen was judged according to the rules of the food competition.

That is, we have to wait for all the judges to make a collective comment after they have tasted them.

Next is Ouyang Fengyao.

Ouyang Fengyao tasted the beef noodles first.

After eating noodles, meat, and tasting soup, Ouyang Fengyao smiled slightly: "I am worthy of being Feng Yaozhong's disciple, this side... is very beautiful."

Long Riyue smiled knowingly: "The chef god has gone too far."

He thought to himself that this was the closing dish of Ye Daomen.

In other words, after getting started, only by making this bowl of golden beef noodles can you successfully leave the Ye Dao Gate and make a living.

Of course, after leaving, he is still considered a disciple of the Ye Dao Sect.

Then, Ouyang Fengyao walked to Song Zixuan.

Seeing Ouyang Fengyao, Song Zixuan was stunned.

As soon as they saw them coming, Song Zixuan felt familiar, but there was still a little distance, so he was not sure.

But now he saw clearly that this person was Lao Ou!

Cheng Huaili said: "Zixuan, I haven't introduced you yet. This is Ouyang Fengyao, the God of Chef, Nan!"

"Ou...Ouyang?"

"Hehe, brother Zixuan, is that a coincidence?"

After saying that, Ouyang Fengyao picked up a small bowl and started tasting.

But Ouyang Fengyao was stunned as soon as he tasted it.

If Ling Zhen’s reaction was too much, then Ouyang Fengyao’s reaction would be even more exaggerated.

He raised his head and stared at Song Zixuan incredibly.

In fact, when the aroma of the bowl of Doulongmen came over, he began to wonder how this dish was made, it was so fragrant.

When the food is in the mouth, this doubt instantly turns into shock.
To be continued...