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Chapter 391 There Are Villains Everywhere
In the ancient wall behind the Kunning Palace, there are a range of stoves, chopping boards, kitchen tables and other kitchen utensils in the sea of ​​colorful flowers. There are also rectangular iron frames and plastic buckets behind each stove. , where all kinds of fruits, vegetables, ingredients, seafood, meat and many other ingredients are in full bloom. The classical beauty of the wind and sun, plus these world-class kitchen facilities, let alone a five-star hotel, I am afraid it is Those so-called six-star hotels can't compare with this!Especially the chefs gathered in the imperial garden at this moment, apart from the chefs, the two gods of food and the four kings of kitchen, the other chefs are also the top existences in the world!

It can be said that all the tops in the world are gathered here, whether it is people or things!Every contestant is also like a superstar, attracting much attention.

The chef's stoves are also arranged in a rectangular manner, with a total of [-] stoves.

Reporters and cameras can be seen everywhere here, dense flashlights are like dazzling lightning, sweeping towards the chefs standing behind their stoves, accompanied by bursts of crackling camera sounds, even the light of day is suppressed, Every chef enjoying the flashlight also cooperated with the reporters to take pictures, so that those beautiful chefs were even more perverse!Each one is either charming or enchanting.What's more, it's pure and pure, and with the chef's uniform on them, it looks even more special in my heart!

When the three of Zhao Gangjun walked through the arch decorated with various flowers and stepped on the red carpet, it caused quite a stir, especially when they saw Shen Cheng and Dai Yuxi behind him, the reporters turned around instantly. The weapon in his hand, the camera in his hand flickered frantically, but no reporter stepped forward to interview.

Because this is the rule of the God of Cooking Competition, all participating chefs are not allowed to be interviewed before the competition, otherwise they will be permanently disqualified from participating in the God of Cooking Competition in the future!
Similarly, the chefs who were arranging the ingredients also looked sideways. When they saw Shen Cheng following a young man with a respectful attitude, they couldn't help frowning. The chef's ear was raised:

"This little guy is the boy who just said that he wants to take off the crown of the God of Cooking! He doesn't look superhuman, how dare he be so arrogant?"

"There is no hair on his mouth, and he can't do things well. If it weren't for Shen Cheng to support him, how would he be eligible to compete?"

"Yoxi, is this the Chinaman who thinks nothing of himself? He's too young! Sure enough, only Chinese people are so ignorant..."

"You little rascal, if you dare to insult me, Dahuaxia, I will definitely arrest you and beat you up!"

"Baga, do you dare?"

"I don't dare? Nima, don't stop me..."

All kinds of doubts, sarcasm and right-right voices were intertwined, which completely broke the original Xiangning, and those reporters turned their guns one after another, and started filming with extremely excited expressions.

Zhao Gangjun didn't pay any attention to this scene, he took Shen Cheng and Dai Yuxi to his stove, looked at this top-notch equipment with tiger eyes, and was about to start talking to Shen Cheng when he heard a cold hum:

"What's the matter, little guy? Could it be that he doesn't know how to use this stove? Would you like me to teach you?"

"you…"

Hearing this, Shen Cheng immediately turned his head and stared at him, looking at the middle-aged man with wolf eyes and mouse brows next door, feeling his provocation, Shen Cheng's face was cold and he just wanted to speak out, but was stopped by Zhao Gangjun , Seeing the master's calm expression, Shen Cheng hesitated for a while and didn't speak.

Seeing that Shen Cheng remained silent, the middle-aged man with wolf eyes and mouse brows grinned and sneered again: "Oh, the famous God of Cookery, Shen Cheng, why is he acting like a dog today? Tsk tsk, I'll give you a piece bone!"

"Fuck you, Zhou Shitou, don't go too far! If my master wasn't here, I would have shown you what a fist as big as a casserole is." Faced with this guy's repeated provocations, Shen Cheng immediately glared.

"Haha..." Zhou Shitou, a middle-aged man with wolf eyes and mouse brows, raised his head and laughed loudly, turned his head and laughed wildly at the three helpers behind him with an exaggerated expression: "Did you hear that this dead man's demon is actually How dare you say you want to beat me up! Tsk tsk. Is it true that you have a master? It’s just too ridiculous. Oh yes, your master is a good match for you, and the same is ignorant! I just don’t know if he can satisfy you?"

As soon as Zhou Shitou's voice fell, the cook on his right immediately seconded: "The God of Cookery is right! I just don't know who is attacking and who is suffering?"

"Haha, Er Gouzi is right! But..."

"Your mouth is so stinky, it's time to wash it in the pool! Shen Cheng, help him." Before Zhou Shitou could finish speaking, Zhao Gangjun interrupted him with a cold snort, and at the same time his tiger eyes flashed coldly, he turned his head to look at Zhou Shitou. Shen Cheng said a word.

"Yes, master..." Shen Cheng, who had accumulated a lot of anger for a long time, was overjoyed when he heard this. When the energy in his dantian was circulating, his feet lightly touched the ground, and he jumped over the ball like a spirit ape. The flower garden landed in front of Zhou Shishi with a bloodthirsty indifference, and grabbed his collar with a probing hand. Under his shocked and horrified expression, he was lifted from the ground with his wrist.

"You, you... what do you want?"

Seeing Zhou Shitou with a terrified and shocked face, Shen Chengyan raised his eyebrows slightly, and Danfeng narrowed his eyes slightly. Under the trembling expressions of the other chefs, as well as the doubtful and strange eyes of other chefs around, Shen Cheng twisted slightly. Sneaking his neck a few times, he said with a sneer: "My master said, your mouth is too smelly, so I specially asked me to take you to wash it!"

As soon as the voice fell, he threw his left hand straight out, 'Crack! 'Accompanied by a crisp applause and Zhou Shitou's scream, Shen Cheng only felt that most of the depression in his heart was eliminated in an instant, and at the same time felt that this feeling was particularly wonderful. On his face, he couldn't hold back the swaying in his heart for a moment, and raised his hand again, 'Papa! ’ slapped him a few times, and then flicked his wrist, throwing Zhou Shitou, who was screaming, into the pool 20 meters away.

'Boom! '

Accompanied by the sound of falling into the water, the astonished chefs around came back to their senses one after another. They looked at Zhou Shitou who was thrashing in the pool, and then turned to look at Shen Cheng with an indifferent face. All of a sudden, everyone felt a chill. Jumping up from the soles of their feet, while their hearts and backs were chilling, everyone swallowed with difficulty, looking at Shen Cheng's relatively slender and thin body, each and everyone's hearts were full of shock and disbelief:

'Hey, did you throw someone 20 meters with a flick?What kind of strength is this shit!Could it be a beast in human skin?This is too fierce. As expected of the God of Cookery, isn't he afraid of being teased by the judges about his eligibility?After all, Zhou Shishi is also the God of Cookery! '

Sensing everyone's strange expressions, Shen Cheng snorted coldly, picked up a towel on the chopping board, wiped his hands, and threw it on the trembling helper. After leaving Zhou Shitou's stove, when he returned to Zhao Gangjun, he respectfully said:
"Back to Master, this disciple has already thrown that stone back into the pit!"

"Well, then get ready!"

"Yes…"

While the master and apprentice were talking, they walked through the flowers and returned to their positions.

Seeing this scene, the participating chefs were even more shocked. While each of them looked pensive, they did not dare to discuss Zhao Gangjun's right and wrong.

But at this moment, there was movement from the judges' platform 30 meters away, and men and women of different ages came to the seats on the stage and sat down. At the same time they were seated, a fat man The old man also came out from behind the judging table. He was wearing a golden chef uniform. Although he was old, he was no less imposing than the others. With steady steps, he led the three male and female chefs to the judging table. The stove at the bottom "The God of Cooking has also come out, the competition is about to start, everyone hurry up and listen to the topic calmly..."

"Don't worry, Chef, I'm sure you didn't hear me wrong..."

"Ok!"

Such pictures are everywhere. Compared with the dignifiedness of these people, Zhao Gangjun looked at the stove under the judges' stage with a strange look, and looked at the half-race beauty standing on the right side of the God of Cooking, with a serious expression on his face. Su Si said to Shen Cheng: "What is the relationship between Wang Sha and God of Cooking?"

Hearing this, Shen Cheng looked puzzled, turned his head to look in the direction of God of Cooking's stove, and said with some uncertainty: "Wang Ermao's information has always been very secretive, and I dare not judge his relationship with this girl, but they are all The surname is Wang and there is such a big difference in age, presumably it must be a grandfather-grandson relationship!"

"Um…"

Hearing this, Zhao Gangjun nodded and fell silent for a while. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhou Shitou, who had been sunk and thrown into the pool, running up to the judging table in a state of embarrassment, staggering even before reaching the stage. When the judges were in front of the stage, Yi fell to the ground, pointed to this side and howled:
"Judges, you have to decide for me! This dead man... this Shen Cheng dared to attack me openly in full view, without any reason. God of Cooking takes it seriously! People like this who dare to openly challenge the majesty of the competition, lawless people, you should disqualify him from the competition, as an example to others!"

Facing this scene, the seven judges looked at each other in blank dismay, and at the same time there was a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes, but at the same time they said solemnly: "Zhou Chef, we will investigate this matter clearly, if Shen Chef is really as you said Likewise, we will necessarily disqualify him."

"There is still an investigation? There are so many people present, they can all be witnesses..." Zhou Shitou was obviously dissatisfied with these words, he got up from the ground, patted the table, and pointed at where Shen Cheng was, and His swollen face, resisting the pain on his face, roared angrily:

"Look, my face was beaten so badly, it hurts, I can't even cook! This is tantamount to ruining my future..."

After a long speech, the heads of the seven judges grew dizzy, and they even felt very disgusted with Zhou Shitou's nonsense behavior, but because of the identity of the other party, it was difficult to reveal the slightest, so they had to talk to each other. After talking about it for a while, I saw an old half-mother Xu in her early forties walked up to the judges' table with a helpless face, and shouted into the microphone:

"Invite Shen Cheng and God of Cookery to come to the judging panel..."

The three of Zhao Gangjun heard everything on the judges' stage very clearly, and even the ear-piercing discussions of the seven judges did not escape the eyes and ears of a few people. To Zhao Gangjun.Sensing the gazes of the two of them, as well as Zhou Shitou's smug expression on the stage, Zhao Gangjun slightly hooked his mouth:
"Let's go, I want to see how they will deal with this matter!"

After leaving these words, Zhao Gangjun took the lead and walked out. Seeing this, Shen Cheng and Dai Yuxi couldn't help but look at each other, then nodded, and hurriedly followed.And the other participating chefs, especially the sticks of Pu Changsheng, pointed and gloated, and satirized without any concealment.

(End of this chapter)