The four Master Chefs were stunned. Although they were eager to get the Hundred Blossom Dew, Cha Ji's gift was indeed a little too much. Seeing their hesitant looks, Cha Ji smiled and said, "You don't have to thank me. For ordinary people, the Hundred Blossom Dew is a rare treasure. However, I still have a lot in stock. This was not brewed by me. I don't have the ability to do so. It was all given to me by my precious disciple. When he has nothing to do, he will make some Hundred Blossom Dew. The taste is really good. "
Chef Tian Jiu's heart trembled. One must know that the Hundred Blossom Dew was not as simple as wine. When used in cooking, even ordinary food would become precious. If Nian Bing had the Hundred Blossom Dew, coupled with the culinary skills of the Ghost Chef bloodline, Little Tian might not be able to defeat him. In terms of seasoning, the Ghost Chef had always been recognized as the strongest. Even the Ghost King Soy Sauce Red Soul Vinegar was very precious.
At this time, the Cooking Competition had officially started. Cha Ji's gaze fell on the competition venue, looking for Nian Bing's figure. However, even when Little Tian, who was in the middle of all the chefs, started cooking, Nian Bing still did not appear. Could it be that something happened to his disciple? Cha Ji could not help but feel anxious. However, he also understood that in this world, there was probably no one who could pose a threat to his disciple.
What was Nian Bing doing now? If Cha Ji knew, he would be so angry that his nose would be crooked. He was sleeping soundly.
They arrived at Ao Lan City early in the morning. Nian Bing sympathized with Long Ling's pregnant body and immediately found a hotel to stay in. He was afraid that his wives would be sleepy, so he simply booked a few rooms for them to rest first. In Nian Bing's mind. The Cooking Competition would only start tomorrow. How would he know that after waiting for five years for the Cooking Competition, he would miss it in his sleep.
Ever since he did not need to cultivate magic. Nian Bing liked the feeling of sleeping very much. That peaceful and wonderful feeling could completely soothe his nerves, and also made him more alert when practicing his culinary skills. Nian Bing didn't wake up until noon. He stretched his body and sat up on the bed. Feng Nu and Lan Chen were sharing a room with him. Long Ling was the most important person to be protected. Under the watch of Kao and Tian Xiang, Long Ling had been pregnant. If Nian Bing wanted to get close to her, he had to get permission, and he couldn't be too intimate.
"You're awake. Shouldn't we register first? "Feng Nu looked at her husband with a smile. After that battle, Nian Bing's parents personally went to the Ottoman Empire to ask for her hand in marriage. After a discussion, the wedding was held in secret. After all, Nian Bing had too much contact with the upper echelons of the four empires. If the wedding was extravagant, it would probably affect their stable lives in the future. The five women married Nian Bing at the same time. Although Feng Nu was slightly dissatisfied with sharing a husband with others, she was used to this kind of life. Now she felt that the more people, the livelier it was. The most important thing was that Nian Bing's love for her didn't decrease because of others.
Nian Bing stretched and said, "Then I'll go register first. You don't have to go. I'll cook for you when I come back later." She liked the dishes made by Nian Bing. The eight women didn't even look at ordinary food. This was the reason why Mu Jing and Luo Rou stayed. At least. On the surface, it was so.
After opening the door and leaving the room, Nian Bing stopped a waiter who happened to pass by and asked, "Do you know where the registration for the God of Cookery Competition is?"
The waiter was stunned, "Registration? The God of Cookery Competition has already started. You can't register now. "
Nian Bing's whole body shook, and he lost his voice, "What did you say? It has already started? Isn't it starting tomorrow? "
The waiter said, "That's not right. You must have remembered wrongly. It's clearly today."
Nian Bing's mind raced, and he suddenly understood why he remembered wrongly. There was a time difference between the Ice Moon Empire and the Ottoman Empire. Although it wasn't very long, the time difference between the Ice Moon Empire and the Ottoman Empire was obviously based on the time in the Ice Moon Empire. Snow Pole also specifically told him to come early, but he wanted to arrive the day before the competition. No way, he had waited for five years and he actually missed the competition?
Nian Bing was anxious. He hurried back to his room and told Feng Nu something, and immediately left by himself. The ability that he hadn't used for a long time was used again. Under the control of the space's emotions, he directly disappeared from his room.
Feng Nu and Lan Chen were stunned when they heard Nian Bing say that he missed the time. The two girls smiled bitterly and hurried next door to call the others.
The God of Cookery Competition was in full swing. By noon, the judging for the morning competition had already ended. Little Tian had completed the entire competition with his near-perfect skills, but his heart was filled with disappointment. Because five years later, he still didn't see Nian Bing when he came to participate in the God of Cookery Competition for the second time.
At the judging panel, Zha Ji's expression was a little ugly. Nian Bing actually didn't participate in the competition, and he couldn't help but feel a little angry. What the hell was this kid doing? The competition ended just like that? Did he give up on participating in the God of Cookery Competition? Or was he afraid that he wouldn't be able to compete with Little Tian and lose face?
The competition was indeed over. In the preliminary round, every chef had completed cold dishes, hot dishes, soup, noodles, and special cooking. Although Ghost Chef Zha Ji was unwilling to admit it, there were the most outstanding chefs from various countries, but none of them could compete with Little Tian's limelight. Little Tian relied on the Yin Yang Harmony Tai Chi Hand, coupled with the superb cooking skills that he had comprehended for many years, and received the praise of all the judges. Everyone unanimously agreed that no matter which competition it was, no chef could compete with Little Tian. Today, five years later, Little Tian's cooking skills had become more mature. The five championships represented the appearance of the Saint God of Cookery. The first Saint God of Cookery in history.
Fierce Chef Tian Jiu looked at Zha Ji proudly and said, "How is it? Now my disciple has the qualifications to challenge you. You have to admit that he is outstanding. "
Although Ghost Chef Zha Ji's cooking skills had been neglected because of many years of broken tendons, and he had only recovered a little in these two years, but in terms of eyesight, no one in the entire cooking world could compare to him. Zha Ji could clearly see that Little Tian's cooking skills had reached the realm of perfection. Even at his peak, he might not be able to compare with him. Zha Ji was not clear about what realm Nyan Bing's cooking skills had reached. He was also a little hesitant. Even if Nyan Bing really came, she might not be able to compare with Little Tian in terms of cooking skills! Little Tian's cooking skills were at the peak of balance. In every competition, he could make delicious food that amazed everyone. Could it be that he really wants me to compete with him? The current me, even if I use the Hundred Blossom Dew, it is unlikely that I can win against him.
Seeing that Zha Ji didn't say anything, Fierce Chef Tian Jiu felt even more carefree. For many years, the pressure and depression that Zha Ji had brought to him seemed to have been relieved at this moment.
On the stage that was originally used for the finals, the host used his somewhat high-spirited voice. He excitedly said, "Ladies and gentlemen, today. In today's God of Cookery Tournament, everyone has seen the miraculous performance of Chef Little Tian. I believe that all of you understand what this means. The unprecedented Saint God of Cookery has been born in our Auland Empire's Culinary Tournament. Let us cheer for Chef Little Tian. Let us be proud of him. Next, we will invite the great King of the Ottoman Empire to personally present Chef Little Tian with the Golden Crown of the God of Cooking. "
Cheers rang out like a tidal wave. Although they had only watched the competition in the morning, Lil 'Tian's culinary skills had won the heartfelt admiration of all the spectators. They had never thought that a person's culinary skills could reach such a level. Although they could only watch with their eyes, their stomachs seemed to have obtained the greatest satisfaction.
Little Tian stepped on the stage that was originally used for the final two contestants and waved to the audience. Yes, at this moment, the audience only belonged to him. However, the smile on Little Tian's face was somewhat forced. Who could understand the disappointment in his heart?
"Wait a moment." A clear voice suddenly rang out, reverberating in everyone's ears. Without any warning, a slender figure suddenly appeared beside Little Tian. He was wearing a plain white robe, and his handsome face and long golden hair made him look even more ordinary than Little Tian. The sudden change gave the host a fright, and the audience's gazes were also filled with shock.
Cha Ji fiercely stood up from his seat. He had come. He had finally come. He was somewhat excited. Cha Ji looked at his disciple standing proudly on the stage and didn't know whether to be angry or happy. After all, the competition had already ended. Although he had come, he was too late.
Nian Bing stood on the stage. He seemed to only have Little Tian in his eyes, and Little Tian was also looking at him. Their gazes intertwined in the air. Momo, who was standing below the stage and looking at her husband, suddenly discovered that her husband's eyes revealed a light that she had never seen before. Although Nian Bing had just appeared, Momo had already guessed her husband's thoughts. She was excited that her husband's wait had finally come to fruition. Regardless of whether he won or lost, at least Little Tian's wish would finally come true.
"Sorry, I'm late," Nian Bing said somewhat awkwardly. His face couldn't help but redden.
Little Tian smiled and said, "It's fine. As long as we can meet, you aren't considered late. I often say to myself that before I defeat you, I will never be the true Chef God. "
Nian Bing said, "Even though I know that I'm late and have missed the God of Cookery Tournament, I still came. I didn't come for the title of the God of Cookery. I came for you. I think we share the same thoughts on certain matters. Let me have a taste of your Yin Yang Tai Chi Hand. "
Little Tian nodded and took the magic loudspeaker from the host. He said loudly, "Everyone, please quiet down and listen to me. The person standing beside me is the disciple of Senior Ghost Chef God, the Ice And Fire Chef, Nian Bing. Although I had a good result in the preliminaries, it doesn't mean that I have reached the peak of the cooking world. In my heart, there is always a peer that I respect the most in the cooking world, and that is Nian Bing. Therefore, I think that the finals of the Chef God Tournament today will be between Nian Bing and me. "
The host at the side whispered, "Master Dong Dong, this doesn't seem to be against the rules, right?"
Little Tian smiled faintly and said, "If I can't truly defeat Nian Bing, then the title of Chef God is meaningless to me."
The host looked at the judges for help. At this moment, the Fierce Chef God had just stood up and said loudly, "I agree with this competition. Little Tian is right. If there is an opponent on the continent that he can't defeat, then the title of Chef God is meaningless. As the disciple of the Ghost Chef God, Nian Bing is fully qualified to challenge Little Tian. "
Nian Bing smiled. "The title of God of Cookery isn't important to me. What I need is for XunMi to reach the pinnacle of her culinary skills. I think I've found my answer. That's why I want to have a simple competition with my most respected opponent. It won't take up too much of your time. At the same time, I am willing to share my thoughts with every chef here, so that we can spread the word of cooking together. "
Little Tian's eyes revealed a trace of surprise. He looked at Nian Bing said, "You found the peak of cooking? Then let us begin. I think that the competition between us doesn't need to be too complicated. Each of us can cook a dish. "
Nian Bing and Little Tian looked at each other and smiled knowingly, saying, "Exactly. Please."
At this moment, the host had no reason to stop them and hurriedly stepped aside. Nian Bing and Little Tian, this pair of fated opponents, looked at each other and walked towards the refined gold kitchen utensils. The staff immediately brought up all kinds of cooking ingredients.
The two of them did not immediately start. Their gazes fell on the pile of ingredients. They seemed to be thinking and observing. Although there were many commoners watching the competition, at this moment, the entire Royal Square was silent. Everyone was looking forward to the start of this peak competition.
The ones who were looking the most closely were naturally the ten judges. When they saw the focused gazes of Little Tian and Nian Bing, they could not help but silently nod their heads. This kind of gaze was something that only the best chefs could have. Only by completely pouring one's mind into the ingredients could one grasp the characteristics of each ingredient and make the most delicious food.
After watching for the time of a meal, Nian Bing and Little Tian finally moved. They came to the ingredients at almost the same time. Little Tian took out flour, while Nian Bing took out a piece of tenderloin. Both of them only took out a single ingredient. When they returned to the kitchen table, they could not help but smile at each other. This was because they both understood that the other party wanted to use the simplest ingredients to display their perfect cooking skills. At their level, they no longer needed helpers. After all, the helpers' cooking skills could not compare to theirs. Even the slightest mistake could cause flaws to appear in their perfect cooking.
After adding water to the flour, Little Tian gently inserted his hands into the white flour and began to slowly stir with the clear water. His movements were so gentle, but when his slender hands were stained with flour, they still looked so harmonious.
Nian Bing did not move. She only placed the tenderloin flat on the kitchen table in front of her. She lowered her head and looked at the tender meat. No one knew what she was thinking.
Little Tian's movements were still not fast, but each of his movements looked so harmonious. He gently stirred the flour in the basin in a clockwise direction. Gradually, the flour had already condensed into a ball. Strangely, Little Tian's hands did not leave a single bit of flour behind. Just this kind of skill was not something that an ordinary chef could do.
Little Tian's hands finally moved faster. With a light shake of his palms, he tossed the dough into the air. His hands miraculously moved the dough, and the dough immediately began to spin at high speed. However, it only sped up slightly before his hands returned to their original speed. Palm after palm, he gently patted the falling dough, bringing it back to a foot in the air in front of him. Every time he patted the dough, he would gently press and rub the dough, and the depression in the dough would immediately disappear and return to its original shape. The dough began to revolve around Little Tian's body. A faint white light gradually appeared around Little Tian's body. The gentle light seemed to make the dough dance, and every movement was so beautiful. Those who were close could see that Little Tian's hands were no longer touching the dough. The dough would gently bounce up an inch away from his hands.
On the judging panel, Fierce Chef God Tian Jiu proudly said in a low voice, "This is the highest level of the Yin Yang Harmony Tai Chi Hand. Perfect as one. When the dough is in Little Tian's hands, it will be changed by the Yin and Yang energy from his hands, showing perfection. Using the Yin Yang Harmony Tai Chi Hand on the surface is the best choice. "
Nian Bing still did not move. She was still looking at the tenderloin in front of her. His head was lowered, and his clean hands were resting on the tenderloin. If one looked at his face, they would discover that his expression was constantly changing, sometimes happy and sometimes sad.
Cha Ji seemed to have not heard Fierce Chef Tian Jiu's words. His gaze was firmly fixed on his disciple, and a faint smile gradually appeared on his face. Although Nian Bing did not seem to have done anything, this Ghost Chef, who was once the number one genius in the cooking world, felt a strange aura from his disciple. That was the aura he had been searching for!
Little Tian's movements changed. His right hand suddenly stretched forward, and his left hand pulled back. The dough stopped in front of him for a moment. Then, he pulled back his hands, and immediately pulled the dough to both sides. Suddenly, the dough was pulled into a long strip. Little Tian's body began to spin. His feet moved in a strange and graceful pace. Every time he spun, the dough in his hand would bounce a few times. It seemed to have always been a long strip of the ground, and it was gradually dispersing.
His movements were still so gentle, but the gentle movements became faster. Gradually, people could only see his spinning body turning into a huge white ball of light, but they could no longer see his body. Perfect as one. The Yin Yang Harmony Tai Chi Hand had already reached its peak under Little Tian's control.
At this time. Nian Bing finally moved. Her right hand gently wiped the tenderloin in front of her three times, without using any cooking utensils. The tenderloin had already been divided into four sections.
Fierce Chef Tian Jiu asked Cha Ji beside him in a low voice with some doubt, "What, your disciple is not going to use the Rain Dragon Dance Saber Technique that you are best at?"
Cha Ji smiled faintly and said, "Your disciple is not using the Cleansing Flame Sunset Saber Technique that you are best at! The children have already grown up, and they all have their own ideas. We only need to watch. "
Nian Bing's eyes flashed, and the four tenderloins in front of him floated into the air. Nian Bing's hands flicked, and four small flames appeared under the four tenderloins without any warning. The light and size of the flames were exactly the same, without any difference. The four tenderloins had already begun to slowly rotate.
Nian Bing did not move, but his gaze moved from the first tenderloin to the last, stopping at each tenderloin for the same amount of time. At this time, the judges finally saw that when Nian Bing looked at each tenderloin, the expression on his face was different, and the flames would also change slightly under his gaze.
Camel Chef Zi Xiu said in doubt, "Nian Bing, this kid can't just want to roast the meat. Even if he can use magic to make the meat have different flavors, it can't be compared to Little Tian's Yin Yang Harmony and Tai Chi Hands! You have to know, noodles made in the Perfect as One realm, although there is only one flavor, but it encompasses almost all flavors. That is the pinnacle of cooking! "
Cha Ji looked at his wife with a smile, and Bing Jie was also looking at him. Back then, Cha Ji withdrew from the world of cooking because of simple roast meat. At that time, he also thought that roast meat would not have any big changes, but in the end, he lost to that tenderloin. Cha Ji's eyes were a little moist. He understood that his disciple wanted to use this method to wash away the shame of his defeat. From where he fell, he would stand up.
Little Tian's movements suddenly stopped, and the noodles in his hands disappeared, because the noodles had fallen into the boiling water. Then, Little Tian did something that shocked everyone. He actually dipped his hands into the boiling water, and began to move slowly.
Chef Tian Jiu sighed softly and said, "Making noodles needs to be balanced with Yin Yang and Tai Chi. Cooking noodles is the same. Only this way can it be the most perfect noodles."
A faint meat fragrance gradually drifted out from the tenderloin in Nian Bing's four flames. The tenderloin had already turned golden under the uniform roasting. Although from the fragrance, Nian Bing seemed to have the upper hand, among the judges, other than Cha Ji, who still had confidence in him, the other nine people were not optimistic about Nian Bing's chances.
This competition progressed very quickly. When Nian Bing's four pieces of roast meat landed on the plate, Little Tian's noodles had also just landed in his bowl. Simple noodles without any seasoning, only half a bowl of faint noodle soup. How could noodles without seasoning taste good? Of course not, the seasoning for Little Tian's noodles was his Yin Yang Harmony and Tai Chi Hands.
The noodles were personally brought to the judges' table by Little Tian. At this time. The number of judges had increased to eleven, and the extra one was the Ottoman Empire's King who had prepared to give out the award.
Nian Bing walked behind Little Tian. On his plate were four simple pieces of golden roast meat. From the perspective of roasting meat. Pure thin tenderloin was definitely not the best choice. Most chefs knew that only meat with a balance of fat and lean was suitable for roasting. However, Nian Bing had chosen tenderloin. This was also one of the reasons why most of the judges were not optimistic about him.
At this time, the eight girls who came to Auland City with Nian Bing had already arrived below the competition stage. They were all watching in Silence. When Nian Bing walked up to the judges' table, he glanced at them. There was only one thing in his eyes, and that was confidence.
The large bowl of noodles was evenly divided into eleven portions. All of the judges began eating at the same time. As soon as the noodles entered their mouths, everyone's expression changed. Even Little Tian's master, Fierce Chef Tian Jiu, was no exception.
Eating a small bowl of noodles naturally did not take long. However, to be able to eat it all in just three breaths of time despite the scalding heat, was enough to prove how skilled this chef was.
Zha Ji smiled and nodded at Little Tian. "What a good Yin Yang Harmonious Tai Chi Hand. This is the most delicious noodles I have ever eaten in my life. Your master was right. Under the harmony of Yin and Yang, the noodles are perfectly round. It has the limitless taste of the world. This aftertaste is probably enough for me to enjoy for an entire day. I can only think of the word perfect to describe it. To judge the level of cooking, one should judge from the five aspects of color, aroma, taste, meaning, and shape. However, although this bowl of noodles of yours only reflects the word taste, it is already enough. It represents everything, and also surpasses everything. Tian Jiu! You were able to accept such a good disciple. I am really happy for you. "
Fierce Chef Tian Jiu looked deeply at Little Tian. He only said one sentence, "No matter if you win or lose. From now on, you are my official disciple. "
Others might think that Fierce Chef Tian Jiu was just being polite because of Zha Ji's face. However, Fierce Chef Tian Jiu knew that Nian Bing's roasted meat was definitely not simple. Although he could not see anything from the surface, from Zha Ji's confident expression, he understood that it would not be easy for Little Tian to obtain victory.
Little Tian respectfully bowed to the judges and retreated to the side. Nian Bing came to his original position and placed the plate in his hand on the table. A blue light suddenly appeared and jumped between his five fingers. In an instant, the four pieces of meat were divided into twelve equal portions.
Zi Xiu asked doubtfully, "You want each of us to taste four pieces of meat? Could it be that these four pieces of meat are different from each other? "
Nian Bing smiled faintly and said, "You will know after you try."
The judges started to move with doubtful hearts. Little Tian was also watching attentively. Other than the eleven judges, Nian Bing placed the last four pieces of roasted meat in his hand and nodded lightly to him.
Fierce Chef Tian Jiu was the most impatient to start tasting. He wanted to know where Zha Ji's confidence came from. When the first piece of roasted meat entered his mouth, his expression suddenly froze. Following that, a warm smile appeared on his face, as if he was very excited. When he ate the second piece of roasted meat, the expression on his face suddenly changed. His brows furrowed, as if he was suppressing his anger. When he ate the third piece of roasted meat, his expression changed from anger to sorrow. The light in his eyes dimmed significantly. After eating the last piece of roasted meat, Fierce Chef Tian Jiu suddenly laughed loudly.
The twelve people all ate four pieces of roasted meat. The variety of expressions on their faces was not inferior to Fierce Chef Tian Jiu's. It was just that the order of their expressions was different.
Nian Bing opened his mouth. His voice was very calm, but it reached the ears of everyone in the Auland Royal Square. "The peak of culinary skills that I have inquired about can be summed up in two words, and that is emotions. Every chef, when using different emotions to make dishes, the taste of the dishes they make will change. When they are in a good mood, they might be able to make delicious dishes. But when they are in a bad mood, the taste of the dishes will be greatly reduced. If an ordinary chef wants to improve their culinary skills, then controlling their emotions is very important. As long as they learn to focus, then their culinary skills will rise to another level. Focus is a type of emotion. However, it is not the true secret of culinary skills. Every emotion can be applied by the chef who made the food. If the mystery of every emotion can be fully reflected, then even if it is a negative emotion, it will still be possible to make delicious dishes. Using emotions to infect, to sense the emotions of all the ingredients, and under one's control, to perfect the emotions in one's culinary skills. This is the true peak of culinary skills. The Yin Yang Harmony Taiji Hand may be able to make a dish possess countless flavors, but it is impossible for it to include emotions. On the surface, the four pieces of meat that I was roasting today were cooked in the same way. However, when I was roasting the four pieces of meat, I was in a different mood. The tenderloin affected my mood, and the flames of the roasting meat also affected my mood. My mood was the best seasoning for the four pieces of meat. Thus, the four pieces of meat contained the taste of happiness, anger, sadness, and joy respectively. I infected the food, and the food infected the person who ate it. To me, this is enough. "
Nian Bing's words caused the commoners to be confused, but all of the chefs fell into deep thought.
Little Tian seemed to be the first to regain his senses. Walking in front of Nian Bing, a brilliant smile appeared on his face. "I have lost. So, you have really found the true peak of culinary skills. Emotions, what a good emotion. "
Nian Bing smiled and said, "Perhaps, this is not the true peak. However, if a chef is able to control the combination of their emotions, then their culinary skills will rise to another level. Emotions are the representative of this new realm. The roasted meat that I made today might not be able to compare with your noodles in terms of taste, but I want to convey a new concept. I think this should be of some help to you. "
Little Tian nodded and said, "Nian Bing, thank you. You have allowed me to understand many things. The ancestor who created the Yin Yang Harmony Taiji Hand made a living by making steamed buns. He used the Yin Yang Harmony Taiji Hand to make the sweetest steamed buns. In the secret book, when his lover left him, the steamed buns that he made had a bitter taste. From then on, his culinary career ended. Now, I finally understand why. It was because he could not control his emotions well enough to match his culinary skills. Your words have already brought me into a new realm. The title of the God of Cookery belongs to none other than you. "
Nian Bing looked at Zha Ji, and Zha Ji was also looking at her. The master and disciple looked at each other and smiled. Nothing needed to be said.
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