The woman's figure swayed as she walked. Behind her, a group of chefs swallowed their saliva.
Of course, some pretended to be natural, while others weren't interested in that woman.
The moment they stepped into the room, the fragrance of stir-frying dishes gushed out. In an instant, the space in front of them became spacious. The incomparably vast first floor had been transformed into a kitchen. Rows of stoves were arranged in a horizontal manner, with chefs cooking in full swing on each of the stoves.
One after another, the dishes were cooked and then brought out.
A chef's head was covered in sweat, and he looked exhausted.
Many people were suspicious, so they couldn't help but ask that woman.
"Why is that chef still cooking? Shouldn't he have finished his food by now? Why is there still someone eating? How much does he have to eat … "
Someone exclaimed.
That woman turned her head, revealing her beautiful side profile. Looking at the sweating chef, she covered her mouth and chuckled. "This time, the Glutton God's Banquet has invited many people who know how to eat. That chef is in charge of a table, and it happens to be someone who knows how to eat. Of course, that chef can't rest."
Hiss …
Everybody took in a breath of cold air, feeling sad for that chef. Others only needed to cook one dish, but that chef had to cook more than ten … It was really terrifying.
It was no wonder that the chef looked so exhausted.
Everybody muttered inwardly. If they were in his shoes, they would be exhausted to death.
It should be known that cooking didn't only consume physical strength, but also true energy. Once one's true energy was depleted, he would sink into a state of exhaustion.
That kind of exhaustion was hard to get rid of, and it would affect one's condition a lot.
Bu Fang clasped his hands, slowly following the team. He also watched the chefs cooking on both sides.
It was the first time he had seen such a big kitchen. The bustling scene was worthy of the Valley of Gluttony, which was the holy land of chefs. There was a reason why it could be called the chef's holy land.
There were many people in the kitchen.
Of course, Bu Fang heard what that woman said. A foodie who knew how to eat?
Bu Fang pouted his lips. He wouldn't spoil a foodie.
Even when the two foodies, Lord Gou and You, asked him to cook another dish, Bu Fang would always refuse them.
Therefore, Bu Fang felt that the chef was a little silly.
After passing through the bustling cooking area, Bu Fang and the others entered a quiet and spacious area.
The woman stopped and turned around to look at the crowd.
"This is the first stage of the selection, the Knife Skill stage," said the woman with a charming smile. Her beautiful face bloomed with a smile, dazzling the eyes of all who saw it.
Almost all the chefs were fascinated.
"There are only thirty people who can advance in the Knife Skill stage. I hope that everyone will make good use of this opportunity," the woman said.
After saying that, she took a step back.
In the distance, the old man with a handlebar mustache clasped his hands behind his back, quietly watching this group of people. The man with facial paralysis followed behind him, also watching expressionlessly.
"Everyone, find your own place. I will distribute the kitchen knives and ingredients to you …" the woman said.
After listening to her, they found their places at the stoves.
In the distance, the man with facial paralysis snapped his fingers at the beautiful female chef.
A weak voice came to the woman's ears.
The woman was a little bewildered. She looked at the old man with a handlebar mustache, then nodded with a smile on her face.
A moment later, the woman strode forward, her body enchanting as she walked to each stove.
Every time she came to a stove, she would wave her hand. Light sparkled, and a weak fluctuation expanded. Instantly, ingredients and a blue kitchen knife emerged.
It was the standard of the Knife Skill stage.
The blue kitchen knife matched with the white jade radishes.
"Everyone has a kitchen knife and three white jade radishes. What you have to do is to carve the radishes in the shortest time possible. Then, we will give you a score. The one who gets our approval will advance."
Said the woman.
While talking, the woman distributed the kitchen knives and radishes.
Eventually, she walked to Bu Fang. Looking at Bu Fang's calm face, the corners of the woman's mouth rose.
Bu Fang looked at her suspiciously. A moment later, the woman waved her hand, and a blue kitchen knife with some black spots emerged. The three white jade radishes looked a little short.
What?
Bu Fang raised his eyebrows. With his experience, he could tell at a glance that this kitchen knife was the worst out of all the kitchen knives. The array lines on it were broken, and the material of the kitchen knife was not very good.
Did this woman want to stir up trouble?
Was she targeting him? She gave him such a shabby kitchen knife, and the radishes she gave him were really short. Compared to the other people's plump white jade radishes, his ingredients were naturally inferior.
Lifting his head to look at the woman, Bu Fang's eyes focused.
The woman smiled, nodding to Bu Fang. Then, she turned around and walked away.
"Alright, you guys can start now. You have the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. It's time to show your knife skills."
The woman extended her slender, white fingers, rubbing her red lips as she smiled.
Did she do it on purpose?
Bu Fang arched his brows. He didn't know why this woman wanted to target him … Anyway, it was good to finish it as soon as possible. He was in a hurry.
Hence, Bu Fang didn't dwell on it for too long. With a flick of his hand, the blue-colored kitchen knife with a hint of black fell into his hand.
The knife twirled, emitting a dazzling blue light.
Bu Fang twirled the knife, the corners of his mouth twitching. This kitchen knife was really lousy. It was really uncomfortable to hold it.
Jun Qingxiao had been paying attention to Bu Fang. He didn't think that the precursor would give Bu Fang such trashy kitchen knives and ingredients … Was she targeting him on purpose?
It was too much …
"Do you need me to exchange for a white jade radish?" Jun Qingxiao discreetly talked to Bu Fang.
Bu Fang was bewildered. His face softened as he said faintly, "No need. I'm in a hurry."
Puff …
Jun Qingxiao was speechless. Hurry your sister! Who do you want to defeat with this rotten radish?
Jun Qingxiao felt that his good intention was taken as malicious intent. He turned his head, snorting inwardly. Then, he started to deal with the ingredients in his hand.
His mind was highly concentrated. The kitchen knife flew up, spinning in his hand. Then, it slashed down. Puff! Puff!
Puff!!
The white jade radish made soft noises. Pieces of radish flew everywhere.
The entire room quieted down. Everybody held their knives and started to deal with the white jade radish.
The woman walked to the old man with a handlebar mustache. She slightly bowed to him and stood behind him.
"Teacher, why do you have to trouble that kid?" The woman didn't understand, asking skeptically.
The stiff-faced man squinted at the woman, his face emotionless. "That kid isn't a chef from the Valley of Gluttony. We can't find his information in the database. Perhaps he's a chef from outside the valley."
A chef from outside the valley?
A chef from outside the valley dared to join the selection of the 100 Chefs Competition? That young man had big guts …
"If a chef from outside the valley dares to come, he must have some confidence. That young man isn't ordinary … Consider it a test for him. Otherwise, if we let him join the 100 Chefs Competition easily, the Valley of Gluttony will lose its face." The old man clasped his hands, looking at Bu Fang.
However, shortly after, his eyes focused. His pupils shrank as he took a deep breath. His handlebar mustache twitched.
The enchanting woman and the stiff-faced man were suspicious of the old man's face. They followed his line of sight and took in a deep breath.
There, the knife light flashed, and the knife light flashed unceasingly. That sharp knife skill had a terrifying domineering aura.
That kind of invisible domineering aura diffused, making people frightened.
The woman's charming eyes opened wide. Her red lips parted, and her elegant hand covered her mouth. She was so surprised.
The stiff-faced man's nostrils flared, his eyes focused.
"This knife skill …"
…
Bu Fang wore an indifferent face as he played with the blue knife in his hand. A moment later, he clenched it, his eyes focused.
In the next moment, he spun the kitchen knife in his hand and slapped the short radish horizontally, causing it to fly into the air.
Buzz …
A jet of blue light seemed to tear the sky, slashing down. A domineering aura arose behind him.
The white jade radish spun in the air. Ripping sounds echoed, and the radish skin was sent flying.
Bu Fang gazed at the white jade radish, imagining what kind of carving it would look like.
His three white jade radishes were short, and they didn't have the same shape. They were indeed trash ingredients. However, Bu Fang didn't mind.
A scene flashed in his head.
Thinking of this scene, Bu Fang's mouth curled up.
With a snap, he grabbed the handle of the spinning kitchen knife. The carrot also stopped spinning and fell down. The kitchen knife swept out horizontally, catching the carrot.
The tip of the knife moved, slashing hard. Immediately, the radish chips flew everywhere.
…
Swoosh …
Jun Qingxiao carefully put the knife down, wiping the sweat on his forehead. Looking at his work, he felt satisfied.
This time, he had performed better than usual. Although the knife skill wasn't his best, under his teacher's guidance, he had become more proficient in it.
His teacher had told him that the knife skill was the foundation of a chef. He had to master it well.
In front of him, a jade white flower bloomed quietly. The petals were as thin as a cicada's wings, as if they could break with a light touch. It was almost real.
Moreover, he didn't spend much time, just around half an incense stick of time.
Even if it wasn't the fastest time, it shouldn't be slow.
He wondered how that little chef had finished his work. Anyway, with that kind of kitchen knife and ingredients, he was afraid that it would be tough to finish his work.
Jun Qingxiao lifted his head to check. Indeed, the incense stick was half-burned. Many chefs around were concentrating on their work.
Of course, some chefs had finished their work. Their eyes met.
Indeed … His teacher was right. The chefs of the Valley of Gluttony weren't weak!
The Valley of Gluttony had too many chefs and elites. He shouldn't be too arrogant.
Jun Qingxiao nodded solemnly, turning to Bu Fang.
He wanted to see how Bu Fang was doing. If he couldn't finish, he could lend the knife to Bu Fang. No matter what, he had finished his work.
However, when he turned his head, he found that Bu Fang had pulled out a chair from somewhere and was curled up in it. Bu Fang's eyes were slightly closed, and he looked drowsy.
"What the heck? You're giving up just like that?! "
Jun Qingxiao felt pain in his liver …
"You … You …" Jun Qingxiao looked at Bu Fang, but he couldn't finish his sentence.
Bu Fang opened his drowsy eyes, glancing at Jun Qingxiao. The corners of his mouth twitched. "You guys are too slow. I'm in a hurry …"
Pfft? You're in a hurry again?!
Bu Fang's words surprised Jun Qingxiao. Right after that, he seemed to remember something. He turned to look at Bu Fang's stove.
At this glance, his vision blurred.
It was like an ancient, brutal crocodile was opening its mouth to attack him!
"Oh f * ck … What the heck?!"
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