But it was said that Director Zhu had been caught, and the beautiful chef was still talking proudly.

"All the flavors in the world cannot escape the ups and downs."

Director Zhu ignored him, but he found that his hand was unable to hold the spoon any longer. Director Zhu shook his head, trying to drive away the fatigue and weakness that came. However, the spoon in his hand was still getting heavier and heavier.

The beautiful chef continued, "It's useless. These ten fingers of fragrance cannot be removed by willpower. Are you curious? How did I get you caught? Alas, I have to tell you, otherwise the dignified director of the Demon Subduing Police Station will be broken into my hands. How embarrassing to say it."

Director Zhu glared at her and had to put down the oil jar, use this hand to support his body, and support him in front of the stove. But he did not retaliate with her. He wanted to retain some energy to prepare this bowl of soup.

The beautiful chef continued, "At first, I sprinkled poisonous salt at you. This salt is tangible. By the position where you resisted them, you can naturally determine your approximate attack range and distance. The colorful seasonings released are all tricks. Naturally, they know that they can't stop your sword wind, but there are so many spices mixed together in the seasonings. Even the top chef master will not notice that they are thinking about floating over."

Director Zhu was already leaning on the stove at this time, his legs trembled a little, and it was already difficult to maintain a standing posture.

The beautiful chef was even more proud and continued, "You can't stand up. Haha, then sit down and listen to me, I will tell you the plan in full. There is another secret to this faint fragrance. Only when you encounter water will it show fragrance and make people lose power. As the saying goes, the plum shadow slants across the water, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk. The secret of this thought is here. When you encounter water, you will naturally think of dusk. What is dusk? It's powerless. But how can I let you use water-type spells? Only with fire, but how can ordinary earth fire be worth forcing the chef to use water? Only with oil and fire. So I put an oil-type spell in front of me, which is also a cover. Setting Mars is also a fake move. The real purpose is to let you use water. Once you use water, you will be hit. I won in this game no matter what."

After hearing the Perfect Female Chef say these words, Director Zhu could no longer stand. He collapsed on the ground, looking at this beautiful guy, but still didn't say anything.

The charming female chef returned to her stove at this time, calmly tuning her soup, and said to herself: "I thought you would cause a lot of trouble when you come, but it doesn't seem to affect the overall situation? I thought I would perform a feat of sacrificing myself to save my master, but I just sat there and watched me, and Is there nothing I could do? Haha."

The drunkard looked at Ding Maoren, and Ding Maoren shook his head and said, "If I were on the court, I could not escape this fragrance, but fortunately, this fragrance only made people lose consciousness for a moment. See if Zhu Rong can recover before the game, and maybe something else can be saved." After Ding Maoren said that, he felt guilty.

Aunt Lan looked at the time, then slowly spit out a cigarette and said, "There are fifteen minutes left, and I think the possibility of recovering is very small."

The drunkard said: "If I were there, I could use alcohol to detoxify."

Ding Maoren said: "It's okay, it's time to be a life. They have been planning for this for a long time. It doesn't matter that we can come back in ten years, and it's not like we can kill them all."

The drunkard said: "But they may not necessarily send hundreds of ghosts into the cycle of reincarnation. Maybe they will use those ghosts to do evil. The night sky of Xingcheng will not be so peaceful in the future."

Aunt Lan said, "A alcoholic, let's talk about the future." After that, she looked at the alcoholic man and shook her head gently. The alcoholic man realized that the saddest thing at this time was Ding Maoren. His brothers came back, but they still couldn't keep the master's sect. After finally meeting each other, they made the junior brother lie on the ground and unable to move.

So the three of them fell into silence again, but their eyes were all looking at Director Zhu, hoping that Director Zhu could stand up and break through the shackles of his secret thoughts.

Tick ​​tick tick.

Old Carpenter Xu stood up and said, "There are still 5 minutes left in the competition. Please ask people from both sides to enter the work of placing and placing the plates."

The beautiful chef smiled and poured out his soup. The soup was bright and rich. It was like a claw that scratched the greed of the whole room. Even a chef like the Bai Gang of Chiyan Gang stared at the bowl of soup and swallowed his saliva. The beautiful chef was very satisfied with the result. Now she began to carefully place the soup, saying that it was a placing plate, and the soup dishes were always very simple. So this was more like a demonstration to the chef's door.

Sure enough, the beautiful chef said to Director Zhu who was slumped on the ground: "Hey, is your soup still in the pot? Can you still win? It's all right. Hahaha." Then there was another smug laughter, and everyone in the Chiyan Gang laughed, and they were insulting and mocking words to Director Zhu.

Director Zhu was breathing heavily, hoping to relieve his discomfort. After struggling for a while, he still didn't get up.

when

"Time is up!" Old Carpenter Xu announced that he asked both parties to bring their own soup for us to taste.

Ding Maoren said: "The people on our side are caught and can't move. Can I bring the soup for him and take it over?"

"I think this is OK. No matter how powerful a chef in the world is, he cannot create a super delicious food in the process of serving and cutting the soup." said Old Carpenter Xu.

"I think it's OK, too, Chiyan can't help a lot of people. There is not even a person serving soup on the chef's side." The little Pixiu said in the metallic voice.

"I agree too." The childish voice of the boy Shancai also rang.

Although he won the consent of all the referees, Ding Maoren understood that the chance of winning this bowl of soup was too small. What's the soup that I had to cook for half an hour, and if I didn't add any seasonings, I would be delicious. Moreover, no matter how fast my hands and feet were, I could only add seasonings in such a short time, and I couldn't taste them. The soup that didn't know what the original taste was, was even more risky. Moreover, seeing the soup on the other side was golden and fragrant, it should be the Babao Duowei Soup. It is said that drinking this soup and eating other things would be like chewing wax and losing the taste. Moreover, the soup used for the reunion banquet made sense, mainly on the word Duo. Ding Maoren thought of this, and came to Zhu.
Chapter completed!