"I should have taken the wrong path."

Xia Yu and Liu Ying stood at the restaurant door, watching Lei Aoxue leave.

Food and halberd? Private showdown?

No, no, the process does not have much gunpowder smell.

At the beginning, it was just a proof of the nature of communication. Although there were evil voices in my heart that kept calling for training, Xia Yu had no interest in training Lei Aoxue. At least, compared with the training of Erina at that time, he was not very enthusiastic. Moreover, Erina spoke all the common people's cooking philosophy at that time, and her cooking philosophy was quite outrageous, so Xia Yu felt that it was necessary to stand up and correct it.

And Lei Aoxue has already walked out a path, and she is trying to achieve supreme sword skills.

If it weren't for the bonus of "God's Hand", Xia Yu would be less than her in the field of sword skills for the time being. He kept calling for training and correction on it, then he would seem arrogant.

"Go back."

After patting Liu Ying's head, Xia Yu smiled at her and said, "By the way, show me your understanding of the recipe of "The Unified Fried Noodles of Seven Kingdoms" with practical works. I'll give you some advice."

Liu Ying said happily: "Okay!"

From the desire in her eyes, we can see how precious the guidance of Demon King Xia is, and Liu Ying will realize this more deeply in the future.

Commercial street, a small alley.

Bang!

When his fist hit the wall, Lei Aoxue lowered his head, and his face turned from loss to confusion, and ultimately he was determined by perseverance.

"I'm really not as good as him!"

"But I will prove to him that the concept of 'knife first' can still open up a road to Lin... I hope you don't stop moving forward, otherwise, I will catch up soon and defeat you!" A cool smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

Obviously, after this little exchange, Lei Aoxue chose to temporarily put down the burden in his heart.

She is not stupid. Even if she wants to maintain the glory of the genuine "Seven Star Sword" and destroy the set of "short" knives in Xia Yu's hand, she must have enough strength, otherwise why can we bow our heads?

In the food world, cooking is the king.

The loser is not qualified to speak irresponsible to others!

In a word, the winner is justice, and the truth is that simple.

He had already deeply realized the difference in cooking skills between each other, and Lei Aoxue chose to let go for the time being, which seemed rational. But in his mind that reason prevailed, there was also the dissatisfaction, unhappiness, or unhappiness as a girl, and his mind was full of the figure that made her hate her. "Why is it him? Even without the 'Seven Star Knife', his cooking skills would not be much damaged. Could it be that my mother said that the old enemy I was destined to meet when I returned to China was him? Why was it him..."

A series of whys.

Lei Aoxue's subconscious mind was quietly stained with the shadow of the Demon King.

...

The land of Jingchu.

Jianghan, a villa full of luxury cars.

This is Baiyun Pavilion, which is famous for the "First Floor of Jingchu". It is well known to everyone in the Chinese world that Huang He is the owner of this famous building and the head of the chefs before climbing to the position of the White Jade Tower in the God Capital.

Even though he was forced to retreat from the imperial capital and return to his old place, Huang He still had the title of Lord of Baiyun Pavilion. He had been in power for nearly 20 years and had trained countless disciples and disciples. He had long been operating the Jingchu province as his own territory. Many food and scenic spots were scattered around Baiyun Pavilion in the corners of Jingchu, and Huang He was the ancestor of each scenic spot.

In broad daylight, Baiyunge Villa, one of the main buildings is full of guests.

Back kitchen.

A middle-aged man wearing a chef's clothes tied with a black cloth scarf on his head, stood at the big table in the center, and there were more than a dozen chefs and more than twenty apprentices standing neatly around him.

White bread pancakes were flying over the kitchen.

The middle-aged chef shouted in a deep voice: "Catch it--"

One of the dough cakes suddenly left the table and flew towards a nearby chef. The chef said that his eyebrows were dry, not to reach out to pick it up, but to pass it on. The dough cakes rubbed his hands and fell into the iron pot farther away in a parabola.

The stove was hot and hot. As soon as the dough cake was intimately in contact with the iron pot, a seductive fragrance spread out.

"catch--"

The chef shouted again.

Whoosh.

He didn't have a rolling pin in his hand. The dough on the table was smashed by his fist and wiped his palm, as if he wrote the word "eight", one stroke at a time, and it was so natural.

"Guru!" An apprentice couldn't help swallowing when he saw Zhang Zhang's dough cake falling into the iron pot, and looked at the chef with extreme respect, "The bathroom and kitchen are still the same bathroom and kitchen!"

"nonsense!"

Next to him, another apprentice spoke, "Our bathroom and kitchen are the five Chinese shows in the past. After graduation, we first served as the chef in the restaurant industry under Baiyulou for nearly ten years. Later, we were appointed as the deputy chef of Baiyun Pavilion by Grandmaster Huang He and Huang. We worked for ten years! We have been a full twenty years of chef experience!"

"The pastry cooking skills of bathroom and kitchen are amazing!"

"Even if the past iron sticks are used to get rid of Qi, the pastry king of the Bai Luo family, Luo Gen, must face our cooking skills in bathroom and kitchen!"

The new apprentice was discussing quietly.

The chefs received a bun of bread from the chef Wei Zhong.

Some dough cakes are thrown directly into the pot, and the baked sides are crispy.

Some of them are rolled into strips by the kitchen, cut into thin strips with a knife, shake them open, put them in a pot and boil them, then take them into a bowl, and mix them with sesame oil, spicy sauce, sesame paste and other seasonings. Put a bowl of bowls on a tray and wait for them to serve.

In this busy atmosphere, a clerk arrived in a hurry from outside.

"Wai and Kitchen, Master Huang is looking for you to go there." The officer said to Wei Zhong, afraid that Wei Zhong would delay, and added, "Mr. Huang is waiting in the meeting hall, please hurry up."

"I see!"

Wei Zhong nodded, finished the dough at hand, washed his hands, and did not change into the chef's clothes, so he walked towards a magnificent building with flying eaves and brackets.

In front of the building, there is a windproof wall with fine murals on it.

The white clouds are vast, and there are celestial horse riding a crane and riding on the white clouds to the sky.

Wei Zhong's eyes passed by the mural, and his face turned as usual and stepped into the silent palace.

"You are here..."

Hearing the footsteps behind him, the old man standing on the precious carpet turned around leisurely with his hands behind his back, and said straight to the point: "I have something here that you need to do."

Wei Zhong stopped two meters away, lowered his head slightly, and maintained respect for Huang He.

Without asking what was going on, Wei Zhong nodded and said loudly: "Please give me instructions!"

Bang!

A scroll fell to the ground and unfolded. It turned out to be a portrait of a person. A young man looked ahead with clear eyes and a refreshing smile on his lips.

"This person is..." Wei Zhong's pupils shrank slightly.

"Yes, this year's champion has graduated as soon as he ascended the throne. The "Five Chinese Shows" can no longer hold this great devil."

When Huang He talked about the "big devil", he suddenly became full of ridicule.

"No matter what method you use, as long as this devil disappears from the Chinese world from now on, this matter will be done!"

The air in the palace suffocates.

After a while, Wei Zhongfang shook his head. He still did not ask Huang He why he had to get rid of this young man. "No matter what method is used?" Wei Zhong's eyes were deep, "In the food world, I hope to solve it with a food halberd. This is the sacred rule that all chefs respect!"

"That's the best!"

There was a hint of coldness in Huang He's eyes.

"The information about that person is in the bag. Go back and take a look and you will set out to Shu tomorrow!"

Wei Zhong took the file bag and left.

Another old man came out of the side room, clapped and laughed, and said with a slight smile: "Brother Huang, I didn't expect you to send Wei Zhong over. He is your first confidant, closer and more trustworthy than Ye Feizhou's child. If you accidentally break it, Baiyun Pavilion will probably bleed."

Huang He snorted, "Wu Tong, you ask me for someone, I'll give it to you too. I hope you can abide by the agreement to block Xia Qing from that chair!"

"His grandson is in trouble. If he meets a strong enemy again in front of him, it will be difficult to deal with the beginning and end!"

Wu Tong smiled gloomyly and said, "If the Xia family is rekindled, with the Xia family's grandfather-general's style of doing things, none of us will have a good harvest!"
Chapter completed!