When Wu Jin arrived at Jiankou Great Wall Village and Town, the small scenic spot market in the suburbs and the lively scene was almost the same as the City God Temple on holidays, and there was almost no place to find the station among the crowd.

"Doudu."

The news from the mobile phone in the pants pocket was a notice from the 'Dark Cuisine Exchange Group':

Everyone gathered in the special stands, and we were in this position.

The announcement is accompanied by a roadmap.

Wu Jin glanced at him and knew where the gathering was. He followed the crowd and climbed the Great Wall. Now it was about 1:00 in the afternoon, and there was still half an hour left before the opening. This time was the hottest time of the day in the scorching heat.

Gradually, the crowds around were becoming more and more sparse, because as the climbing was climbing, the area of ​​the Great Wall became increasingly steep. Since it had not been strictly renovated by the official, the battlements of the Great Wall were more damaged. After walking a few dozen meters further, military and police in camouflage uniforms set up isolation lines to dissuade or take tough measures to expel the people who tried to continue to move up.

"Chef Wu, please."

A staff member checked Wu Jin's chef badge and respectfully made way.

The place where the dark cuisine world gathers is on a tower on the Great Wall of Jiankou.

This tower is completely preserved and has a relatively high terrain. After Wu Jin climbed up, his vision suddenly became wide.

"Uncle Wu, you are here!"

‘Little Tianji Star’ Wu Yingying waved to greet her.

At this time, dozens of people had gathered on the tower, including men and women, old and young, and they were considered one of the most active elites in the dark world in China.

Leader Yan Qi is not here. As a major cadre, Wu Tong, the real "Tianji Star", is a well-deserved leader of this group of people.

In addition, familiar faces such as Yan Mo and Hongyi, such as a group of special chefs who once represented the dark world and participated in the Sapporo international competition in the island country, are also there.

"The main stand is there—" Wu Yingying took the initiative to introduce and pointed her fingers over.

Twenty meters away opposite, there is another large tower.

What is remarkable is that this tower has transporters who are constantly carrying bags of ingredients into the tower.

On the tower, the open-air kitchen has been built, with the kitchen counter along the wall, two horizontal and two vertical lines, forming a city.

Outside the kitchen counter is a row of mahogany chairs carved with dragons and phoenixes.

Wu Jin also found the special stand of Baiyu Tower. On the left side of the Dark World stand, there was a mountain across the hill, about fifty meters. They could vaguely see figures and faces on each other's tower. Some acquaintances waved their hands and greeted them.

As for ordinary people, they were separated from a distance and gathered on a complete city wall near the halfway up the mountain, looking out from a high place to a low place, dark and dense, and the noise spread far away in the quiet mountains.

"I'm afraid there are 10,000 or 20,000 people gathered." Wu Jin took a sip of air conditioning.

You know, this outdoor cooking has not been promoted without any publicity. From yesterday's preparations to today's start, it only took 24 hours to complete the whole game, but it still attracted a huge audience. Isn't it really proved the chef's attention?

"look--"

Wu Yingying pointed at a group of cargo transporters. They were all big and round waists, like a porter from Huashan. It was really not easy to move bags of ingredients from the bottom of the mountain to the steep tower at the top of the mountain.

But the focus is not on how hard it is to lead a worker. What people are concerned about is what is in the bulging and heavy bag.

The ingredients determine the content of the dish.

What's more, this is an outdoor outdoor cuisine that the young dragon chef disappeared out of thin air for more than two months after returning to China.

Who doesn’t want to know the answer in advance? This way you can be full of superiority and show off to others and friends.

"Uncle Wu, do you know what is in the bag?"

Wu Yingying's smile has the cunning smell of a female fox.

Although the news of outdoor open-air cuisine spread overnight, the information on ingredients and recipes was particularly tight.

"Rice noodles?"

Wu Jin stared at the sack on a porter's back.

On the other side, Wu Tong held the wall of the stands with his hand and looked at the huge tower in the center, with a hint of sinisterness hidden in his eyes.

A row of chairs in the center belongs to a group of dragon chefs that rank high in China.

The big treasure chair in the center is of course the dragon-headed vermilion halberd.

As a veteran and a major cadre in the dark cuisine industry, Wu Tong was excluded from the core circle.

Wu Tong knew very well what this signal meant.

In fact, since the last time the name of "Qilinzi" was named, his plan has declared a miscarriage, and now...

The sinisterness in his eyes almost turned into substance, Wu Tong thought in his heart:

“Outdoor open-air cuisine?”

"What is he going to tinker with? Logically speaking, there is no need to do such a big fight for ordinary dragon-level recipes. Zhu Ji Lao doesn't have the idleness to accompany the little brat to crazy. Dragon-level classics? More powerful than his 'No. 1 Fire Dragon Fish'"? The classics go up, they are very close to killing... Could it be..."

The pupils tightened instantly.

An incredible thought arose, and Wu Tong scared himself, "How long has it been! An impossible thing!"

The huge tower on the top of the mountain, inside.

Xia Yu was sitting quietly on a wooden stool, one meter away from his side was the wooden ladder climbing up the top.

The last batch of ingredients was transported by the porter. Ye Feizhou was sweating profusely and Wei Qinglian counted the ingredients that were piled up into a mountain inside the tower. He immediately woke Xia Yu up and handed out a list of ingredients.

"It's time to count it, you can see if you have anything to add, please bring it up quickly. I'll call the foot of the mountain to send another batch." Ye Feizhou held a pager in his hand.

After being sweating, this thing is black, oily, smooth, thick and large.

"What time is it now?" Xia Yu glanced at the list and placed it on the table next to his hand.

"It's almost half past!"

Wei Qinglian looked at the women's watch. She was also very busy. Her face, which was originally cold and unrestrained, was covered with a blush due to sweating. Now the fairy descended to the mortal world. If a crowd took a photo of her and spread it to the Internet, she would definitely attract another wave of goddess fans.

cough.

At this time, a long shadow popped into the entrance of the tower.

Longtou Zhu Ji led several dragon chefs from the core circle of the Chinese community to come in one after another.

"No problem?" Zhu Ji said concisely.

“Totally O***K!”

Xia Yu made a gesture.

Zhu Ji nodded and went from the wooden ladder to the top floor. Suddenly, the sound of mountains and thunders came from the wilderness of the Great Wall outside.

The popularity of the head of the Chinese food industry is unquestionable.

Next, Yan Qi, Kong Chun, Wei An, Li Wannian, and Lan Fengxian.

Well?

The seventh man stopped, opened his mouth to Xia Yu, wanting to speak but stop, but shook his head and sighed as he walked up the ladder.

Xia Yu looked at the back of his old man Xia Qing and said funny: "Just put down a suspended heart, I'm responsible."

Xia Qing didn't look back, "Hmph, you'll do whatever you do!"

At the top of the hole, he stood on it.

"Did you learn the recipe of "Mother Sun Ball" from our book of the fairy in the shell?"

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly asked this question. Xia Qing's voice was full of energy. Xia Yu immediately felt Ye Feizhou and Wei Qinglian's eyes when he asked. After a while, he knew that the old man was covering him.

In the past, a few ancient recipes can be perfunctory.

But now, it is regarded as the source of the light world, a supreme ancient recipe.

Since Liu Maoxing disappeared a hundred years ago, this recipe and finished cooking have disappeared. Even if his sister Liu Jinling has descendants, she is not the descendant of Liu Maoxing after all.

Therefore, "Mother Sun Ball" was also covered with dust.

If the dusty mouth is opened for a hundred years.

Xia Yu should give the world a reasonable explanation.

The letters left by Fairy Bei were also the thing that caused the Xia family's disaster at the beginning, and they were a shield that could not be more realistic.

"Damn it! A wave of full cooperation!"

Just as he was about to give a thumbs up to the old man above his head, the figure and sunshine shook above the wooden ladder, and Xia Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. Just then, the voice of the host's invitation also came to his ears:

"Come to Xia Yu, our chef Xia..."
Chapter completed!