Both the inside and outside of the painting were … lifeless.
This scene was a little strange, and those who didn't know better would think that the projection array for this year's Magical Hand Conference was broken!
Five highly respected alchemy grandmasters were actually eating skewers in public. Moreover, they were fighting to eat skewers.
The way they ate with their faces flushed red was simply … too shameful!
Many alchemists couldn't help but slap their foreheads …
Duan Yun was a little speechless as he looked at the scene of his senior sister and his teacher fighting for food. Could it not be so exaggerated? As their junior brother and disciple, he felt embarrassed.
However, Bu Fang didn't mind it at all. It was as if he had expected it.
This time, he chose to use barbecue as an experiment. Barbecue separated each dish. Although it was the most primitive cooking method, it could easily cause the spiritual energy within the dish to dissipate.
Bu Fang was inspired by his own Gourmet Array. If he combined barbecue and Gourmet Array, would they complement each other?
Thus, during the barbecue process, he burned crystals and used his powerful mental force to control the flow of spiritual energy that didn't enter the dish, making it stable.
Moreover, the nine ingredients he chose were not too different from each other. The spiritual energy within each ingredient was almost the same. This was why the fluctuations caused by the barbecue resonated with each other.
This was actually the key to the Gourmet Array. This time, Bu Fang's barbecue could be said to be a simplified version of the Gourmet Array. Its power wasn't high, but its auxiliary effects were very good. Bu Fang estimated that the effect of these nine dishes would be … equivalent to a two-mark spirit pill.
Using supreme beast grade ingredients to produce the effect of a two-mark spirit pill … This was something that alchemists wouldn't even dare to imagine.
What surprised the audience was that Bu Fang didn't pack up his things. Instead, he placed the ingredients on the bronze platform on the iron wire and continued cooking.
He was still cooking?
The audience recovered from their daze and subconsciously looked in the direction of the arena …
This chef … Didn't he already win? Why was he still cooking? Could it be that he was addicted to barbecue skewers?
Of course, Bu Fang was not addicted to grilling skewers, but he did not want to waste the ingredients. He had prepared about two portions of ingredients, and he could not waste the rest, right?
Thus, Bu Fang continued to cook. Not long after, the aroma permeated the air once again. In just a blink of an eye, it had spread to the entire place.
On the high platform, the five grandmasters were eating until their faces were red, and they were constantly exhaling hot air.
Bu Fang had brushed the Abyssal Chili Sauce on the skewers. Although the amount was not much, it made the skewers taste more exciting.
If the kebabs were not spicy, what was the difference between them and salted fish?
"Oh … That's it?"
When the last dish was stuffed into An Sheng's mouth, the six of them looked at each other.
All of a sudden, their noses twitched, as though they had caught a whiff of a fragrant aroma. Their eyes lit up as they looked towards the stage.
Over there … Bu Fang was grilling skewers in full swing.
The chief judge, who was supposed to be standing beside them, had unknowingly run over to Bu Fang's bronze platform. His eyes, which were stained by the smoke, were constantly tearing up, and the rims of his eyes were completely red.
Bu Fang was a little baffled. Was this chief judge an idiot? Why was he standing in the middle of the black smoke and getting stained by it?
Could it be that he really had a perverted hobby of being stained by the smoke?
"Cough, cough, cough …" The chief judge coughed as he stared at the supreme beast meat that Bu Fang had just finished grilling.
"Cough, cough … Is it for me?" The chief judge's black face was flushed with anticipation as he blinked his pure eyes and stared at Bu Fang.
Bu Fang was taken aback, and the corners of his mouth curled up. With a flick of his hand, the golden and glossy supreme beast meat skewer flew towards the chief judge.
The chief judge's eyes instantly lit up.
He suddenly felt like crying. As expected, Bu Fang treated him the best!
He stretched out his hand and wanted to grab the skewer. However, his body suddenly froze.
A figure suddenly appeared in front of him and grabbed the skewer. With a ripping sound, the figure bit off a large chunk of meat that was dripping with grease.
"Little chef, you really have some skills. This taste is really irresistible! It's much more delicious than the Fasting Pill! "
Grand Master Gu He said to Bu Fang with a smile on his face as he held the skewer in one hand.
He didn't seem to notice the chief judge behind him, who was covered in black smoke …
Sorceress An Sheng also moved in front of Bu Fang and stared at the eggplant-shaped spirit herb that Bu Fang was smearing with Abyssal Chili Sauce.
A rich fragrance spread out from the dish, and it instantly spread out. An Sheng stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. She looked even more alluring and thirsty.
The chief judge was blocked by An Sheng, and his face was a little black …
He stretched out his hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched. When he saw Grand Master Gu He bite off a piece of meat that was covered in oil, he felt as though his heart was breaking apart.
He was so sad that he couldn't even breathe …
The chief judge bit his lips and took a deep breath. In an instant, he choked on the smoke and started coughing uncontrollably. Tears flowed down his cheeks uncontrollably.
The audience was a little speechless … Why was she still eating?
It was supposed to be an extremely serious competition. How did it suddenly turn into a farce?
Moreover, when they looked at Sorceress An Sheng, whose face was filled with excitement, they couldn't feel the slightest bit of sadness from her.
"Alright … There are no more ingredients. I'm going to call it a day."
After the last dish was snatched away by a grandmaster alchemist, Bu Fang's bronze platform was finally empty. It was finally done. Bu Fang clapped his hands and heaved a sigh of relief.
He wiped his hands that were stained with water and put away the Black Turtle Constellation Wok and the other ingredients. He calmly looked at the grandmasters who were eating until their faces were flushed red.
"That's it? Don't … Continue to roast. "Grandmaster Gu He was startled. He looked at Bu Fang and said with a hint of longing.
"There are no more ingredients … Moreover, I don't feel like roasting anymore." Bu Fang glanced at Grandmaster Gu He and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Was this old man addicted to roasting?
"No more ingredients? I have some … I have a Divine Echelon Elixir here. You can roast it … "
Grandmaster Gu He said.
An Sheng, who was eating a piece of roasted meat, suddenly choked when she heard her teacher's shameless words. She coughed a few times and was somewhat speechless.
That was a third level Divine Echelon Elixir!
Using it to roast? You really can think of something like that.
"Oh … Let me take a look?" Bu Fang's interest was piqued. He didn't have many Divine Echelon Elixir Elixir, so he could take a look at it.
Grandmaster Gu He was stunned. He laughed dryly and waved his hand. He said, "This old man can see that you're tired enough today. Next time … Next time."
Bu Fang curled his lips. He didn't mind. After tidying up everything, he carried his signboard and looked at the elders.
"Then, I win this round," Bu Fang calmly replied.
Everyone looked at each other and finally nodded their heads.
There was no need to talk about the taste of Bu Fang's roasted meat. The effects were also very obvious. Using a method similar to an alchemy array, the effects of the dish he cooked were not any weaker than a two-mark spirit pill. This caused them to be extremely surprised.
"Little friend, you win this round … However, this old man has something that I don't understand. Little friend, are you also an alchemist? The method you used to roast meat … is very similar to a special method used by alchemists. "
Grandmaster Xuan Ming stared at Bu Fang and said seriously.
The surrounding people were also stunned. They didn't think that Grandmaster Xuan Ming would actually ask such a question. All of them looked at Bu Fang seriously.
"I'm not an alchemist … I'm just a chef," Bu Fang replied expressionlessly.
After saying that, he turned around and walked down the stage with his signboard.
He really wasn't an alchemist. What he said was the truth.
However, at this moment … Grandmaster Xuan Ming and the others didn't believe that a chef could master such a method that even they didn't dare to try.
As Bu Fang carried his signboard, his back view became more and more profound in their eyes.
"This little chef … is a little interesting." Grandmaster Gu He smiled as he stroked his white beard. He stared at Bu Fang's back view and said to himself.
"Hmm … Owner Bu is very interesting," An Sheng, whose mouth was stuffed with food, came over and said.
Grandmaster Gu He turned his head and glared at her. "Lass, you still dare to speak! You lost this round, which means that you didn't even enter the top 50. When we go back, I will deduct three months' worth of crystals from your allowance! Hmph! "
Sorceress An Sheng's eyes instantly widened as though she was struck by lightning.
"Alright, head judge, you can announce the results of this round. The top 100 competition will continue."
Grandmaster Xuan Ming looked at Bu Fang's back view deeply. In the end, he turned his head and said to the head judge.
However, he suddenly realized that the head judge didn't give him a reply.
The head judge's face darkened. His face was extremely ugly and his nostrils flared. He stood there in a daze.
Stealing my dish … This judge is a little angry!
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