During the food competition, the breeze blew and spread the black things in the oil pan further.
Not only the audience near the food venue, but also the audience far away smelled a disgusting smell and felt unwell one after another.
"I'll go. Who's urinating everywhere? There's no sense of public morality!"
"Isn't that the smell from the food court? What's the matter? Is someone going to the bathroom in the food court?"
"I'll go. I saw it. It seems that someone is frying shit. My God..."
The audience outside couldn't keep calm. More and more spectators came to watch. After smelling the smell, their faces suddenly became very ugly.
It's incomprehensible that Ye Qing is next to those fried feces. He is closest to the smell. After smelling the smell, he still smiles, as if the thing in the oil pan is not feces, but something precious!
People couldn't understand Ye Qing's intoxicated expression. In full view of the public, Ye Qing fished out a lot of black things in the oil pan.
"Shi Zhenxiang, my delicious food has been made. Come and taste it and give me a score!"
With a smile, Ye Qing picked up two pieces of fried tofu and walked over with the tofu. In the process, the smell drifted in the wind, making the melon eaters tremble and retreat in a hurry.
Shi Zhenxiang was like crazy. Unexpectedly, Ye Qing really brought fried feces to him and asked him to eat in a serious manner.
Shi Zhenxiang grimaced and said in a deep voice, "as I said, I think your cooking has reached my standard, so there's no need to taste it!"
Shi Zhenxiang looked serious and said solemnly. It's impossible for him to eat shit.
If ye Qing's various sub occupations were not excellent and there were many big men to maintain his face, Shi Zhenxiang would turn against Ye Qing on the spot.
Ye Qing's face coagulated and said faintly, "I told you, don't you think, I think! How can you determine the taste if you don't eat it yourself? Master Shi Zhenxiang, my delicious food is called fried stinky tofu. It's very delicious. You can have a try!"
When ye Qing speaks out, Shi Zhenxiang is even more unconvinced and subconsciously thinks that Ye Qing wants to entrap him.
What fried stinky tofu is obviously a pile of fried stinky dogs. Shit, Shi Zhenxiang is not a fool. Of course he won't be fooled.
"Master Shi Zhenxiang, I really don't lie to you. It's really fried stinky tofu. Maybe you can improve your cultivation after you eat it!"
Ye Qing smiled and tried to let Shi Zhenxiang try. However, Shi Zhenxiang's cultivation was high and his body flashed. He dodged and dared not approach Ye Qing.
However, Shi Zhenxiang's cultivation is higher than Ye Qing's, but in terms of speed, he can't compare with Ye Qing at all, and Ye Qing soon caught up with him.
"Little brother Ye Qing, don't force others to do it! I really don't want to eat shit!"
Shi Zhenxiang shook his head and looked frightened. He almost cried. As the leader of Tianting food hall and the chief chef of Tianting, he was forced to eat shit for the first time!
Around Ye Qing, the old gentleman with red beard, the Heavenly Master who made dreams and other big men surrounded Ye Qing in all directions, showing a defensive trend.
Ye Qing's various sub professional talents have been highly affirmed by the leaders, who are willing to support Ye Qing.
Moreover, when they were in Tianting, the Heavenly Master of dream making and the old gentleman of red beard didn't have much relationship with Shi Zhenxiang. They were happy to see Shi Zhenxiang eat flat.
"Little brother, don't force me!"
Shi Zhenxiang's voice is sad. He is really about to cry. As a powerful big man, he has been reduced to the current situation.
His name is Shi Zhenxiang, but he doesn't like to eat shit. His last name is born and he can't change it.
The reason why he called it Zhenxiang is that he often said the word Zhenxiang when tasting delicious food.
Over time, people called him Shi Zhenxiang. There were some ill intentioned people who secretly spoke ill of Shi Zhenxiang, because his name was too easy to be misunderstood.
Shi Zhenxiang doesn't want to eat stinky tofu. Ye Qing stalls. There's no way. She carries stinky tofu and flies in the sky to find people who are willing to eat stinky tofu.
"Brothers, do any of you want to try fried stinky tofu? If you eat one piece, the warrior of tianwu realm may break through!"
Ye Qing's voice has a strong attraction. Confused force, however, the surrounding people who eat melons don't dare to get close to Ye Qingsi.
The strong smell and fried stinky tofu are not fools. Of course, people present are not willing to eat.
Ye Qing made trouble for a while, but no one tried Ye Qing's delicious food.
There was no way. Ye Qing picked up a piece of stinky tofu in an oil pan and moved her arm. In people's shocked eyes, Ye Qing put the stinky tofu in her mouth!
The entrance is smooth and tender. The taste of fried tofu is quite good. Ye Qing has a smile and an expression of enjoyment on her face. After eating one piece, it's not enough. Continue to eat the rest!
Two pieces of fried tofu were soon eaten up by Ye Qing. The whole audience was shocked. Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect that Ye Qing was not only cruel to the enemy, but also cruel to himself!
Even fried feces dare to eat. In people's opinion, Ye Qing is definitely a cruel man!
"I'll go..."
"My God..."
"Too strong! Too cruel!"
The onlookers were messy in the wind. Even if ye Qing ate fried feces, the key point is that she still showed such an enjoyable expression. It's incredible.
With a bang, after Ye Qing ate two pieces of fried stinky tofu, his cultivation directly soared to the seventh level of tianwu!
Upgrading in an instant, Ye Qing did not encounter any bottlenecks. The speed of Ye Qing's breakthrough was unimaginable.
People were all surprised and uncertain, and took a breath one after another, indicating that they were completely unbelievable.
Shi Zhenxiang was even more frightened. He was pale and his brain was about to be short circuited.
However, Shi Zhenxiang quickly reacted and hurriedly said, "brother Ye Qing, I want to eat fried feces. Please share me!"
Shi Zhenxiang's attitude completely changed. At first, she was unwilling to eat, mainly because the taste was too pungent.
But after Ye Qing finished eating, he soared to tianwu Qizhong on the spot, which is enough to prove the effect of food!
Shi Zhenxiang is willing to try such a remarkable food, even fried feces!
In Ye Qing's big iron pot, there are many fried stinky tofu. He generously picked up a piece and gave it to Shi Zhenxiang.
Shi Zhenxiang couldn't wait. He grabbed the fried stinky tofu and swallowed it all in one bite.
At the next moment, Shi Zhenxiang's face showed aftertaste and tasted amazing delicacy, which was not the same thing as his imagination.
The food made by Ye Qing is not only very delicious, but also the best!
"How fragrant!"
Shi Zhenxiang gave a thumbs up, which is still his consistent evaluation after eating delicious food.
"Unexpectedly, fried feces can be made like this. It's really fragrant! It's so fragrant! Little brother Ye Qing, you're a genius in the food industry! Admire, admire!"
Shi Zhenxiang said all kinds of praise, and his admiration for Ye Qing was like a surging river.
His cultivation reached the celestial realm. After eating delicious food, he didn't make a breakthrough, but the yuan force in his body was also powerful and effective, which was at least equivalent to thousands of years of hard cultivation.
The quality of fried stinky tofu made by Ye Qing has been upgraded. Now it is an 11 star food, which is completely different from the stinky tofu made before.
The ingredients used by the two are basically the same, but in terms of production techniques and various details, the level of stinky tofu has increased by more than one level.
"I'll go. Didn't master Shi Zhenxiang eat fried dung just now? He said it was delicious... I took it!" muttered a contestant in the food competition.