gold farm

Chapter 392 Punishment
"Haha, this group of sand walls... Now it's all right, I want to see how much more Shen Cheng has the ability to be arrogant in front of me! Once the qualification for the competition is cancelled, after this competition, the world will no longer have the title of God of Cookery." It's time for me to be a Korean..."

As soon as Park Changsheng's voice fell, Jin Dail behind him immediately seconded his voice: "Pu Zaowang is right, as long as Shen Cheng is disqualified from the competition, you will definitely be able to replace him as the God of Cookery! At that time Not only our Korean nation can show its glory, but you will also become a hero of the country and an idol of the whole people!"

"Haha, in this way, the myth of China's dominance in the kitchen world will be broken, and it's time for our Daehan name to emerge!"

Although the voices of this group of sticks were very arrogant, the Stove Kings in the same row listened very well.Indeed, the culinary world has been dominated by China all these years. Chefs from other countries have long been dissatisfied, but they have no choice but to compare with other big China in terms of cooking skills! With a long history of 5000 years, the culinary skills of this country have a supernatural status.

Not only is the God of Cooking from China, but even the two Gods of Cookery are from China, and even the judges are in the two or three sessions, and all three positions are occupied by Chinese people. Such a situation is naturally not what everyone wants to see !Now seeing them killing each other, how can these foreign ghosts be unhappy.They looked at Shen Cheng one by one, as if they were looking at a wounded tiger, wishing that he would be disqualified by the members of the supervisory committee on the jury stage, thus fall down from the altar, and then take his place!
Feeling the wolf-like eyes around him, Shen Cheng's face was indifferent, and there was also a worry in his heart, but after seeing the master's calm expression, his tense heartstrings loosened inexplicably: "Damn it, I will follow!" What are you worrying about!With a master here, even if the sky falls, so what? '

Thinking of this, the expression on Shen Cheng's face returned to normal, and his slender figure became aloof and indifferent again when walking around, just like a majestic king walking in the world!
Sensing Shen Cheng's changes, Zhao Gangjun's eyes showed a look of satisfaction, but he looked at other people with a look full of jokes while approving in his heart. He didn't know what these people were thinking, but he just didn't take it to heart. He walked around When passing by the stove of the God of Cooking, Humu first sized up the famous God of Cooking, and then looked at Wang Sha with a complicated face. His mouth moved a few times, leaving a look of surprise. Wang Sha and Zhao Gangjun stepped onto the judging panel.

The appearance of the three of them naturally attracted the attention of all!Especially Zhou Shitou, the person concerned, his face swollen into a pig's head twitched and stared at Zhao Gangjun and the others, his eyes turned around with resentment and pride, and he continued to complain to the seven judges behind him: " Judges, look at me! Such a domineering person who doesn't take the rules of the competition in his heart, how can he be qualified to participate, you..."

"Okay, we will ask the matter clearly..." Before Zhou Shitou finished speaking, a middle-aged man with a wide body and a fat body interrupted him loudly. His fat body swayed and walked in front of Shen Cheng. With squinted eyes, he sighed helplessly: "Why are you so impatient, this is all right! What do you want me to do?"

Facing the middle-aged man's complaining tone, Shen Cheng's expression didn't change at all. After glancing at Zhou Shishi with both eyes, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up: "It's already giving you face that such a thing didn't kill him directly. Well, it’s okay to insult me ​​aloud, but you dare to provoke my master? What a bitch.”

Although Shen Cheng's voice was not very loud, it was clearly heard by everyone. The judges who were still chatting with each other frowned when they heard this, and even the fat middle-aged man's expression changed instantly. Suddenly, he opened his mouth and turned into a sigh.

"Look, it's too much to be so arrogant after hitting someone, and even insult me ​​in front of the judges! Originally, I wanted to say that if he apologized to me, it would be fine, but now he is not only dead. He repented and even threatened me again. Judges, tell me what to do!"

Seeing Zhou Shitou's heartbroken look, although the seven judges were disgusted in their hearts, they had no choice but to stand up and express their feelings. They saw the seven people making a deal again, and under the eyes of many chefs who had their own ghosts, , I saw a Yankee walking in front of Shen Cheng: "In view of Mr. Shen's actions, we agree that you blaspheme the majesty of the God of Cooking Competition, so..."

"and many more…"

Just when everyone was waiting to be full of excitement, an old but resonant voice suddenly sounded, not only interrupting the judges' speech, but even making the chefs startled, looking at it full of doubts. The fat old man in the golden kitchen uniform under the judge's stage didn't understand why he interrupted the judge's announcement.

Facing this fat old man, the Yankee didn't dare to have the slightest contempt: "King, what's the matter?"

Wang Ermao first glanced at Zhao Gangjun, and smiled lightly on his red face: "James, as a judge, you must have some understanding of our Chinese customs, right?"

"It's natural. I know the customs of each country very well, and even the other judges are the same. It is precisely because of this that we can be judges! So, Wang, what do you mean?"

"In that case, do you mind if I ask you a question?"

"Is it related to this matter?"

"Of course!"

"OK, you can ask!"

Hearing this, Wang Ermao nodded and smiled, looked at Zhou Shishi with vicissitudes but still sharp eyes, and looked at him until he was agitated, and then said: "James, if someone insults you in public , and still attacking with an extremely vicious language, then what would you do?"

Upon hearing this question, not only James was taken aback, but everyone else's heart trembled, especially the chefs who were waiting to see the show, and they all sighed in disappointment.People who can participate in the God of Cooking Competition are mediocre, and naturally they can distinguish the meaning of this sentence.

What they just couldn't figure out was, why would someone like Wang Ermao help Shen Cheng?One must know that Shen Cheng's culinary skills are enough to pose a threat to him!This is tantamount to a strong enemy.Besides, because of the incident in the last God of Cooking Competition, didn't the two of them have a quarrel?

For a moment, everyone's head was stunned as if it had been poured with flour.Not to mention them, even Shen Cheng looked at Wang Ermao with a confused face, muttering in his heart: 'What kind of medicine does this old guy sell in his gourd?How could you help me for no reason? '

In surprise, Shen Cheng glanced at the audience. When he saw Wang Sha standing next to Wang Ermao, a flash of light flashed in his mind, and all doubts disappeared. He quickly turned his head and looked at his master. After the face full of inscrutable, I was more sure of my guess, and I admired the master even more for a while:
'Hey, what I said, how could this old guy be so kind.It turned out that the teacher was blowing the wind in her ears!As expected of being my master, Shen Cheng, this method of picking up girls is superb. Without anyone noticing, he found a mistress for me, and even put her next to Wang Ermao, awesome! '

Not to mention Shen Cheng, who was caught in crazy conjecture and worship, Zhou Shitou's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, seeing the changing expressions of the judges, he immediately wanted to make a noise.Seeing this, Zhao Gangjun, who was standing aside, smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth. His right hand was indistinctly pointing in the void, and a black and white beam of light penetrated the space and submerged into Zhou Shitou's body.

"Uuuuuuuuuuu..." Zhou Shishi, who was caught by the black and white light beam, turned into a whining sound when he reached his mouth.

This strange appearance attracted all the judges to look at him. The fat middle-aged man who blamed Shen Cheng just now, seeing Zhou Shitou's flushed face, couldn't help but ask, "Old Zhou, are you alright?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Shitou pointed to his mouth with horror in his eyes, looking extremely flustered.

"What's going on?" James, who was originally speechless when asked by Wang Ermao, didn't care about other things, stepped out and walked to Zhou Shitou. He said with a touch of dignity: "It seems to be sick, this..."

When the other judges heard this, they panicked immediately. Just as they were about to reach out to help Zhou Shitou to sit down, they saw Zhou Shitou suddenly straightened up, his hands curled up in front of his chest like a kangaroo, and then he fell heavily to the ground. , kept twitching, and white foam kept flowing out of his mouth, "This..."

Seeing Zhou Shitou's symptoms, the judges who originally wanted to help him all took a step back, looked at each other, and looked at the surprise in each other's eyes, seeming a little at a loss.

"Notify the doctor immediately!"

"Oh oh oh..."

Upon hearing Wang Ermao's reminder, the judges suddenly came to their senses, and immediately took out their mobile phones to call the doctor.

Seeing this scene, the other chefs also became furious. They looked at each other strangely, and discussed with some trepidation: "What's going on? Zhou Shitou, who is so good, has become like this? Could it be an evil spirit? I heard that the Forbidden City is full of yin, especially in the harem, where there is even more resentment..."

"Nimma, don't scare me! Where did this blue sky and white day come from?"

"That's not necessarily true. I heard from my grandfather when I was a child that this Kunning Palace was the place where the queen lived in ancient times, and this imperial garden is connected to other palaces in the harem. Buried here..."

"I'm going, stop talking! It made my hair stand on end..."

Compared with these Chinese chefs' discussions about ghosts and gods, those foreign chefs were dumbfounded. Looking at Zhou Shitou who was carried away by the doctor, and hearing the doctor's diagnosis of food poisoning, they all cursed angrily: "Eight Ga, if you lose the chain at a critical moment, this guy is really unreliable!"

"Fake, you will not be poisoned sooner or later, but you were poisoned when I took off my pants. It's really disgusting!"

"You, mother, please! This bastard, he escaped unharmed again, bad luck!"

Hearing the unwilling curses below, Zhao Gangjun smiled lightly, looked at the bewildered judges with tiger eyes, and said calmly: "The competition has been delayed for a long time, may I ask the judges to continue? Don't do it for some Irrelevant people have ruined this sacred game!"

Hearing this, the seven judges looked at each other, and then they all looked at Wang Ermao. After seeing him nodding, they all walked back to their seats, bent down and took out several suitcases and sandalwood boxes under the table. After placing it on the table, I saw James tap the microphone: "Please be quiet, everyone, because a little accident happened just now...It turned out that everything was a misunderstanding, so I announce the start of the [-]th MasterChef Competition. The prize is..."

After a long speech, and the prizes that were taken out of the suitcase and placed on the table appeared, James grabbed the sandalwood box with his hand and said with an exaggerated smile: "Except for the [-] million bonus and gold coins Apart from ten completed kitchen utensils, the final prize is this animal skin roll! According to our guess, this animal skin roll is definitely a peerless recipe. As for the recipe of the dish, we don’t know yet. Let our Huaxia judge, Ms. Qiao Zheng, announce the title of the first course!"

(End of this chapter)