On the other hand, Reinhardt also came to Logan's stall with the crowd. Looking at the bright four-color buns in front of him, Reinhardt's face couldn't help but look puzzled.

"What is this? Is there text on it?"

Please forgive Reinhardt's ignorance. As an authentic German, it is already very good to be able to communicate with people normally in neon language.

It is very normal for Reinhardt not to recognize ancient Chinese characters that are more difficult and complex than neon language.

"This is an ancient Chinese character from China. The green bun is written with the word "green".

A voice suddenly explained to Reinhardt. Reinhardt turned around and was about to thank him, but when he saw the person who was speaking clearly, he was stunned and bowed quickly and said:

"Hello, Lord Nakiri!"

That’s right, the person who came was Nakiri Sensaemon, the leader of the neon cuisine industry, and a very well-known international cuisine giant.

Facing him, even Reinhardt, who has always been arrogant, dared not be too presumptuous in front of such people, not to mention that he has already been cursed by Logan's severe lesson.

"Um!"

Nakiri Sesaemon just nodded slightly and said hello.

"You are the contestant recommended by Murakami. I have watched your competition. I am really a talented young restaurant. There are very few chefs like you in Neon."

"Thank you for your praise!" Although Reinhardt was invited by Murakami, he was just for the reward. The two of them were just hiring, and Sesaemon Nakiri and Reinhardt didn't care about this.

But in theory, even if Reinhardt is not proud, he should be more happy even if he is not proud.

But Reinhardt had no smile on his face, but said with melancholy:

"So what if that's the case, it's not..."

Looking at Reinhardt's disappointed look, Nakiri could only sigh and comfort him:

"Don't care about these things, they... are not on the same level as you, so don't care..."

"Uh, is that!"

Reinhart couldn't help but feel a little cold sweat, and he felt even more uncomfortable. He didn't understand whether Nakiri Sesaemon wanted to "comfort" him or comfort him...

"It should be to comfort him!"

Reinhardt couldn't help comforting himself.

Shaking his head suddenly, throwing away the strange thoughts in his mind, Reinhardt changed the subject and asked:

"Sir Nakiri, you are here now..."

"Haha~ Don't be so polite. I'm just a simple diner now, but I really miss Mr. Logan's cuisine..."

Nakiri Sesaemon suddenly laughed heartily, with a look of aftertaste on his face.

"Oh, Nakiri...sir, do you know that Mr. Logan?"

Reinhart couldn't help but look at Nakiri Sesaemon in surprise. According to the information he received, he never said that Logan was an old acquaintance of Nakiri Sesaemon.

But Nakiri Sesaemon shook his head slightly and said softly:

"I was also fortunate to participate in Mr. Logan's halberd judgment. It was such a wonderful halberd!"

Nakiri Sesaemon couldn't help but sigh, but Reinhardt was slightly stunned and asked curiously:

"Food halberd, Mr. Logan's opponent is...??"

“Haha~”

Nakiri Sesaemon smiled slightly and glanced at Reinhart, as if he had already understood Reinhart's little thoughts. Reinhart's face suddenly faded and he looked elsewhere with guilt.

"Aren't your opponent right in front of you?"

"In front of you, that's..."

Reinhardt looked at Nakiri Sesaemon's gaze in confusion, and immediately said with a look:

“Yes, summer?”

"What about the outcome...?"

Nakiri Sesaemon nodded slightly and said without objection:

"So it depends on what the result is today."

Reinhardt got an answer that was not the answer.

For a moment, Reinhardt fell silent. He looked at Xia Tian, ​​who was about the same age as him, and his whole mood suddenly became heavier again.

...

"The white tiger, the green green dragon, the red one is the vermilion bird, and the last black black twilight!"

"Is this... the Four Elephant Divine Beast?"

For some reason, Jizhiguo Maosong suddenly saw the heavy feeling of the long history from these four-color buns of different colors.

When I saw this bun, I felt a sense of vicissitudes of history coming, which made my heart feel inexplicably peaceful.

"Four Gods Seafood Eight Treasures Soul-Suppressing Buns!!"

Kiyoko Shigeo murmured the name of the dish.

"Please give me one of the four colors of buns."

"Okay, please wait!"

After a while, the four-color buns in green, red, white, black were placed in front of Ji Zhiguo Maosong.

Jizhiguo Maosong first took out a black bun and started tasting it.

With a light bite, the delicious soup from the bun gushed out instantly. Ji Zhiguo Maosong's eyes suddenly widened, and he quickly sucked the soup inside with his tongue.

"This is the taste of the sea..."

"It's incredible, how could it be so delicious? And how can the deliciousness of the sea be expressed in full swing."

"This is black sesame! The filling inside actually contains abalone! And how could this dough be so fluffy and delicate? Is this the magical magic of the "thousand-year-old noodles"? It's so incredible."

“It’s so delicious.”

Ji Zhiguo Maosong solved the black Xuanwu bun in just a few bites, staring at the clay pot in Logan's hand.

There are countless "divine objects" that noodle masters dream of! This pair of noodle masters represents everything.

"But now I'll still enjoy the incredible deliciousness made from this thousand-year-old noodles!"

Although Maosong of Jizhiguo reluctantly withdrew his gaze, more restaurants discovered the mystery of the bun noodles and looked at everything in Logan's hands greedily, and his gaze seemed to want to swallow Logan.

Logan naturally felt the coveted eyes of everyone, but he just smiled coldly and did not take them seriously.

In his eyes, except for summer, others are just native chickens and tiles, so naturally they would not take Logan into consideration.

"Boy, I will definitely beat you this time. The mystery of "soul-suppressing" in my Bai Luo family is the ultimate mystery of pastry. This is the truth that has been determined more than a thousand years ago. It is absolutely..."

A sharp look suddenly appeared in Logan's eyes. The palm of his hand holding the crutch suddenly exerted force, lifted the dough upwards, shouting:

“…The secret of the White Luo family: The White Luo snake is re-trained!!!”
Chapter completed!