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Chapter 747: Defeat the delicate things

"Boom!"

Inexplicably trembled in the air.

The silver-gloss stock pot lid made of steel and aluminum rose from its body. In an instant, a rich white mist carried an irresistible impact and rose up like a white sky-raising pillar.

In the dark, a mysterious door opened. The guests present, regardless of their cooking skills, had nothing to do with their status. Even the many young kimono women standing invisible in the corner, were watching each other with the giants in the same second.

"what happened?!"

Yuki Watanabe, who was still marveling at Lei Zhe's fatal killer, looked up in shock, as if he had encountered some ghost, and his pretty face suddenly turned pale.

"What's the sound!"

"Who is calling!"

There was a commotion inside the house.

Only a few other giants were still calm and sat down after the case, but most senior chefs may not be much better than a weak woman at this time. They looked around in panic, and some people even got up and knocked over the case, rolled over the tableware, plates, spoons, chopsticks and other tableware.

Lei Zhe's face darkened.

He was proud and mocked Andrea, who was unable to keep up with the times, and his expression was also dull.

The most calm thing is the four dragon giants in the judges' seat. After all, they are knowledgeable. Although this exaggerated method of food expression is a bit unconventional and a bit ostentatious, from another perspective, the movement is so great, which proves that the "food meaning" in the pot is very unusual?

"Food Meaning..." Abbot Yizhen was moved.

"How could it be!" The owner of Yuchuan Courtyard, who has always been cold and cold, had aura of killing stars, his white eyebrows were beating and he couldn't calm down. His eyes swept towards the tall young figure in the thick white fog, "He is young..."

"Young young? You're a minor!" The goddess of Chiyo, a white-haired woman with half a body in the ground, rarely opened her eyes widened with severe presbyopia. She looked at the kitchen table where Xia Yu was. Gradually, the scene in her vision became clearer.

Among the four giants, Nakiri Sensae is the most calm on the face, but the relief in his eyes also shows that his mood has fluctuated greatly.

"What did you see?"

Nobushi Takukawa walked to his two daughters and sat down, asking in surprise.

He was just a special chef, but he just felt that the soup in the pot must be not simple, and the so-called "sound" was even more vague. He needed special talents to help interpret, and his two daughters had innate super auditory talents, and happened to be able to serve as a more competent emcee explanation than Minister Kanhara.

You know, Minister Shenyuan was also confused at this time and stood near the counter without any reaction for a long time.

Misa Tamakawa covered her mouth, opened her beautiful eyes, and murmured, "The gods and demons danced randomly!"

"Eh?" Nobuki Tamakawa was stunned.

"That door is open..." A trembling voice, Gui Qianjin Tamakawa Ayaka murmured with a blank expression, "Behind the door is the bottomless abyss world, with no end, tiger shrimps, fresh shells, clams, green mouth and other ingredients have all become powerful demons..."

Shin Shin Tatsuguchi was stunned when he heard this. Is this sure he was not reciting poetry?

"ah!"

In an exclaim, Misa Tamakawa's delicate body trembled slightly, and her fair forehead was covered with fine sweat beads. She saw a prison of kelp transformed from the thick fog, imprisoning her, sinking straight into the bottomless purgatory, and the strange croaking sounds that were incomprehensible were clearer in her ears.

When the soup is cooled, the cooking of the custard really begins.

A box of affordable eggs in supermarkets turned into a full bowl of egg liquid. The egg whites and egg yolks were completely fused and the soup was infused. As for the seasonings, salt, and other flavors, they were all saved. Everyone was surprised when they saw Xia Yu hurry up and busy, and finally sprinkled white mud into about twenty tea bowls arranged on the table.

"What's this?"

"No salt, no taste and soy sauce, I really can't understand this only seasoning!"

The judges' seats sounded.
Chapter completed!
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