Super death chest system

Chapter 976 Eighteen Young Masters
Su Jin cast a glance at Master Dong Hai, and couldn't help but sneered, too lazy to talk nonsense, but prepared to start cooking spiritual dishes.

Master Dong Hai's eyes were indifferent, and he sized up Su Jin's cooking skills. It looked ordinary, almost no different from ordinary people's cooking.

This scene almost made him laugh out loud.

Dare to go on stage?
He suspected that the Su Jin in front of him was not even a spiritual chef.

"I thought the little bastard was some kind of expert, but he turned out to be a guy who pretends to be a fool."

Master Dong Hai shook his head with a broken smile, and suddenly, a gloomy look appeared in his eyes.

"Just now, this little bastard dared to insult me. If that's the case, don't blame the old man for being cruel."

A sinister smile appeared on his face, and he quietly took out a bottle of what looked like spices in his hand.

Uncovering the bottle cap, a scent slowly escaped, heading towards Su Jin's ingredients.

Seeing those ingredients absorbing what escaped from the bottle, Master Dong Hai put away the spices calmly, with a brighter smile in his eyes: "Wait to die, little beast."

Under the stage, everyone became suspicious.

"Where did that guy come from? He is also considered a spirit chef?"

"I'll go, I can do it, this kid is too brave, dare to pretend to be a spirit chef in this kind of place."

"I'm really tired of living."

The crowd quickly noticed that many spiritual chefs were showing their unique skills, carving, cutting, stir-frying...the crowd were dazzled by the exquisite cooking skills of various colors.

And among these spirit chefs, there is only one person, who has been chopping and stir-frying vegetables in an unhurried manner all the time, his actions are very ordinary, like a woman who cooks in a mortal family.

Everyone in the Hua family mercenary group turned pale. Before Su Jin swore that he was a spiritual chef, everyone was very happy, but seeing this scene, everyone's mood fell to the bottom.

"Is this the Ling Chef?"

Feng Lao San couldn't help but make a sound.

Uncle Yuan, Po Wang and the others looked even more ugly. If Su Jin hadn't helped them a lot, they almost thought Su Jin was a spy of the Yue family.

Hua Qingcheng pursed her red lips: "Everyone, don't panic, trust Senior Zhang, he must have his own ideas for daring to take the stage."

When everyone heard this, the tension in their hearts could not help dissipating. Yes, it is impossible for Su Jin to come to the stage for no reason. He must have his own thoughts in his current behavior.

"Hahahaha, Head Hua, from which mountain village did you invite this spiritual chef?"

Not far away, Yue Changfeng laughed loudly, and the surrounding Yue family burst into laughter, looking at the Hua family as if they were watching a joke.

Hua Qingcheng glanced at Yue Changfeng coldly, without saying a word, knowing that speaking at this moment would only give him an excuse to mock herself.

More than two hours passed, and many spiritual chefs prepared one by one, and covered all the spiritual dishes they cooked.

All kinds of incomparably attractive fragrances spread in the air, making countless people below drool.

After a while, an extremely obese man appeared amidst the exclamations of countless people.

That obese man was really too huge, like a small hill, every time he took a step, the ground trembled violently, as if an earthquake was about to occur.

The man who is as fat as a mountain looks like a young man, and his temperament is high and high, giving people a very oppressive feeling.

Beside him was an old man with unfathomable aura, a few beautiful maids beside him were fanning the young man, and behind him were a group of soldiers with sharp and tyrannical aura.

Eighteen young masters!

The crowd recognized the person who came, and immediately gave way to the avenue in awe.

The Eighteenth Young Master walked onto the square, and glanced over the spirit dishes prepared by the spirit chefs, and the fat and huge face showed a glow.

He couldn't wait to open the spiritual dish in front of a spiritual chef, and that spiritual dish was an incomparably delicious Frostland pheasant.

The Shuangyuan pheasant is a monster pheasant that lives on the Frost Plateau in the Kingdom of Shuiyao. The newborn pheasants are three meters high and five meters long. They eat people like ordinary chickens eat insects. It can be swallowed in one bite, very cruel.

But for Ling Chef, this kind of pheasant is an excellent ingredient.

But the Shuangyuan pheasant used by this spiritual chef is only one meter long. This kind of pheasant is extremely rare. The spiritual chef who cooks this pheasant is a five-star spiritual chef. Seems very confident.

The Eighteenth Young Master grabbed the pheasant, opened his mouth wide, swallowed the whole pheasant like a cow chewing peonies, and then drank the fresh chicken soup all night.

The way he eats, everyone below is drooling, it's just too delicious.

After eating, the Eighteenth Young Master burped and looked satisfied.

The five-star spiritual chef showed joy on his face. The Eighteenth Young Master looked very satisfied with his work, but the Eighteenth Young Master immediately shook his head: "It's too fresh, too much."

Then he walked towards the next spirit chef without hesitation.

The five-star spiritual chef's face suddenly froze.

"Not salty enough."

"Why do you put so many spices? You want me to be allergic?"

"Hmph, the fat and essence are inappropriate, and you can't even choose the ingredients well. Do you still have the face to participate in this young master's spiritual chef competition?"

This eighteenth young master, every time he swallowed all the spiritual food prepared by the spiritual chef, without even leaving the soup. They made a very appropriate comment on their spiritual dishes, and the eliminated spiritual chefs felt unwilling, but they couldn't say anything to refute, because the young master's evaluation did not intentionally make things difficult for them.

After a while, most of the spiritual chefs were eliminated, only two six-star spiritual chefs remained, and the next ones were Master Dong Hai and Su Jin.

"Eighteen young masters, we meet again."

Master Dong Hai smiled slightly, and unexpectedly knew the Eighteenth Young Master.

"It turned out to be Master Dong Hai. The last time you were drunk in the Dragon Palace, it really made this young master still fresh in my memory."

There was a trace of nostalgia in the eyes of the Eighteenth Young Master.

"The spiritual delicacy this time will only be more delicious than that one, and it will definitely not disappoint the young master."

Master Dong Hai smiled triumphantly.

The Eighteenth Young Master nodded: "I hope so."

Open the lid, and in an instant, a charming fragrance rushed to the face and escaped. In an instant, the people who smelled this fragrance in the whole square showed intoxicated expressions, and some mouths were almost unstoppable. DC.

Master Dong Hai's spiritual dish is actually a lifelike carving palace, in which fairies are flying and accompanied by cranes, just like a fairyland on earth. The exquisite carving alone has surpassed all the previous spiritual chefs.

The Eighteenth Young Master's eyes lit up, showing a look of satisfaction that had never been seen before, and immediately picked up the bowl of spiritual food in front of him, and swallowed it in one gulp.

Seeing this scene, Master Dong Hai and everyone in the Yue family below all smiled.

It's stable now.

(End of this chapter)