Li Han and the five Lin-level judges were sweating profusely because of the flames of nothingness.

This scene is very similar to the situation where [Breaking Flame] had just broken through the purple frame and entertained Smith and Lancelot. However, the difference is that in the finals of the Sapporo event's "Special Chef Competition", Xia Yu's flame cooking skills have been broken through to the golden frame. Chefs of different realms have been dragged into the illusion of flame just because of the steam from the fried noodles.

The Lin level cannot resist.

Sinking.

When Xia Yu placed the plate and handed them chopsticks, he observed silently, and immediately gave the golden frame [Breaking Flame] in his heart—

It’s just one word to be strong, and there is no need to talk about it.

"My recipe, my dishes!"

He picked up the microphone on the ground and tried it. The microphone function was normal, so he said this.

Upon hearing this, Li Han glared at the eyes: "The Xia family unified the seven countries of fried noodles?"

"Your recipe, personal dishes?"

Li Han wants to laugh.

But the facial muscles are tight and I pull them hard, and there is a very stiff smile on the corner of my mouth.

I really can't laugh.

"The Unified Noodle Noodles of the Seven Kingdoms of Xia"?

Is there such a recipe?

The seven countries unified fried noodles, the default prefix can only be Li or Ya.

But Xia Yu's previous performance made Li Han's heart feel like a huge rock was pressed against, heavy.

In his vision, there was a plate of golden fried noodles that was not inferior to his in terms of color. Li Han observed carefully and suddenly shook.

"wrong!"

Five judges have already used chopsticks to pick up the silk on the plate.

But strangely, no matter how many pairs of chopsticks were picked, there was only one "one" of the silk threads. The chopsticks were fighting and fighting, and the situation was a little confused for a while. In the end, Shinichiro Furukawa, the judge, sweating on his forehead, and the chopsticks cracked hard. First, cut off the silk threads he picked up, and the dishes in his hand were also filled with a ball of curled silk threads.

The lens gives a close-up of the "one" face strand at the right time.

The wide face is gone, and instead it is a braid made of wide faces.

Shinichiro Furukawa's eyes were lit up by golden braids.

Appetite is clearly visible in the pupils.

No more hesitation.

"Suck--"

The mouth sucked in the silk thread, and the cheeks suddenly bulged.

In an instant, his head and his head were tilted back hard, and the blue veins bloomed on the forehead and neck. The judge felt a chew of the flame tornado swallowing it. Huh, the hair that was originally combed back exploded.

chew!

Puchi, Puchi!

The clear sound of water spreads, and the lips and teeth are full of thick and hot juice!

"ah--"

I couldn't help but roar.

"satisfy!"

The executive president and judge of the Sapporo event, who gave the elegant and calm feeling, actually spoke the word "satisfaction" with a distorted expression, exaggerated or even voice-changing tone.

The audience was frightened, but they did not expect that the other four judges would agree, yelling one by one, hysterically:

"satisfy!"

"satisfy!"

Four roars overlap and echoed, and the competition hall was so quiet that it was terrible.

Hu, Hu, Hu.

Even the "burning purple rose" Andrea, who gave the princess a noble and elegant feeling, was chewing it in big mouths, and her melon-shaped face was as delicate as an artistic carving, completely deformed:

"tasty!"

A ball of flesh twitched on the face, and when the teeth bite the dough braid, the disintegrating elasticity, the crazy taste, and the lava juice that surged out when the dough braid collapsed.

Snapper, halibut.

Cabbage, vermicelli, bamboo shoots.

The thick juices that these ingredients turn into are burned hot by the flames.

Oh, it's right.

The feeling of being roasted spreads from the mouth, from the esophagus, to the atria. Andrea's red lips were trembling, and she sucked and ate a dough braid on the dish in one breath, and her little mouth kept spitting out seductive breaths: "Ahhhhh, I'm about to melt!"

"It's melted!"

The Dragon Trainer, Stah said nothing, but simply held a chopstick in his left and right hands.

Ding Ding.

The chopsticks hit the white dining plate in front of them, and a pleasant and rhythmic sound came out—

The stars change.

The food world carefully created by a chef has caused five judges to sink into it.

In the magnificent ancient palace, all officials gathered together.

It seems to be the scene of a grand ceremony.

Andrea came back from her trance and found that the sweat had disappeared and she was not so sticky.

She looked at herself and was immediately shocked.

She was wearing a costume with a strong Chinese ancient female official style, and in front of her was a big and elegant rack filled with bronze chimes of different sizes. Her right hand held a small wooden hammer that was ringing the bell, and her left hand was a long rod.

No music score is needed.

The sense of music grew in the heart, and Andrea uncontrollably held a small wooden hammer and hit the bronze chimes on the rack one by one.

clang!

A crisp sound spread in the palace.

It seemed that the sight of the civil and military officials and the figure wearing dragon robe and emperor crown on the seat was seen. Andrea's heart tightened and seemed unable to breathe.

“Where is this…”

Not far away, a few figures suddenly became clearer.

The "Dragon Trainer" Sta was holding the drumstick on the steps outside the temple, standing in front of a big drum. He looked up and immediately gasped. Within his sight, everything was full of soldiers and armor, black flags were flying, and the cold face of a Qin Wushu was very real in his eyes.

"Um?"

Luther also opened his eyes, and in front of him was an ancient musical instrument called "光".

Adelaide was in the palace, holding a "sheng" in his hand.

The judge Shinichiro Furukawa appeared at the latest. He knelt on the ground, with a low table for placing the piano in front of him. Looking back, there were also a group of koto musicians sitting upright behind him.

When Andrea subconsciously rings the chime, the other four judges also beat drums, slings, slings, sings, or sings, or leading the musicians to play the harmony of the zither...

The drum sounds magnificent.

The sound of the squid is low and heavy.

The sheng and flute, the piano and zither are roaring, as if the scroll of mountains and rivers is unfolding.

When the rituals and music were heard, a team of foreign envoys climbed up to the gate of the palace. The leader of a man holding a map of Yan Kingdom looked up at the plaque hanging on the gate of the palace, and silently recited in his heart—

"Xianyang Palace!"

The rhythm suddenly turns tense and high.

The surrendered man who presented the map actually pulled out his dagger, and the palace was in chaos.

The five judges were just spectators of historical fragments. Soon, the assassin failed. The King of Qin returned to the throne with a bloody battle sword in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Today, the army will cross Yishui and destroy Yan--"

The picture changed again.

The last Qi State of the Six Kingdoms was destroyed, and the ancient land finally completed the first unified state in history.

Finally, it was Mount Tai Fengshan.

Under the altar, five judges witnessed the Fengshan ceremony of Qin Shihuang.

"act like an absolute monarch……"

Back to Xianyang Palace.

Deep in the dark palace, a generation of emperors sat alone on the throne, high above. In the imperial crown, pearl curtains, jade and weeds, a pair of deep and distant eyes were revealed, as if overlooking the magnificent rivers and mountains.

"act like an absolute monarch?"

Hokkaido Shrine Pavilion.

The five judges were awake one after another, and their eyes were all shocked.

They felt that the emperor in the food world was the real ancestor emperor.

But is this true?

and……
Chapter completed!