Chapter 511

indeed!

When three pieces of tempura were put in front of the main judges, they were all stunned.

"Well, what's the matter? Why doesn't it taste at all?"

Wen Xiuyuan's sense of smell is the most acute, but he still doesn't smell anything, which makes him a little surprised.

"Yes, I didn't smell anything. It's really strange. What kind of food did Ono cook?"

Bai Yuanqing is also stunned. He has been in this business for decades, but he has never heard of tempura, and can't smell anything.

You know, tempura is fried, so it has a very strong oil flavor, but in front of it, let alone the oil flavor, it doesn't even have any flavor.

It's too abnormal.

"I said you are always like this, guessing and guessing. If you want me to say eat directly, you will know everything."

Han Guobin shook his head, feeling that the two people really seem too painful.

At present, he is still chatting. Anyway, his curiosity has reached the peak. The golden tempura looks so covetous, but it doesn't smell at all. It's really weird.

Click!

Han Guobin picked up a shrimp tempura and bit it gently.

Damn it!

His eyes instantly enlarged, and a strong and incomparable fragrance rushed into his mouth like a tank. The fragrance of tempura spread all over his body. With the soft and glutinous shrimp inside, it reached the top of delicious taste under the moistening of radish sauce.

Delicious!

It's delicious, too.

It's hard for Han Guobin to imagine that someone could do this to tempura.

It's not surprising that he thought so, because Zhang Ye wrapped up the mana at the moment when tempura came out of the pot. Except that the temperature dropped slightly to palatable, the other flavor completely remained at the same level as when tempura just came out of the pot.

This is his unique method. In addition to what he can do, even the most powerful tempura master in Japan can't do it, because even a short time of one or two seconds will make the taste change with the temperature.

With the first tempura eaten by Han Guobin, the rich fragrance suddenly gushed out, smelled by Wen Xiuyuan and Bai Yuanqing, and was even more shocked.

What's going on!

The taste of tempura seems to be sealed. It can only be released when it is eaten?

They couldn't believe it. They picked up a tempura and put it in their mouth. As the strong and extreme fragrance washed away their taste buds, they believed it.

It's just

How did Ono do it.

As the first famous chef in Nanjiang, Bai Yuanqing has been in this industry for decades, but he is still completely confused.

It's just that he doesn't know that Zhang Ye's cooking skills are not what others can learn.

This is the only one in the world.

Originally incomparably fragrant, tempura was wrapped by Zhang Ye's mana, but it inadvertently enhanced its fragrance and became more powerful.

Even Zhang Ye didn't think of this.

Whoo!

The three of them couldn't even give a score this time. They kept eating the tempura in silence. They almost licked the little residue left in the plate. They still felt that they still had some meaning.

"Delicious, very, must be very."

Han Guobin ate some time earlier than the two of them, and he couldn't help praising them.

"Ha ha, I can't even gargle now."

Wen Xiuyuan gave a bitter smile, but he still picked up the cup and drank a little water to gargle. After all, he had to taste other people's food.

The other two also nodded and gargled reluctantly, which showed their scores.

"Congratulations to chef Zhang Ye, your tempura has been highly praised."

Hiss!

The second one is ten.

Zhang Ye, this is the rhythm of completely stepping on Yazi Fujita. Although I feel a little violent, I really like it.

This is what a group of melon eaters think.

As for the taste of Zhang Ye's food, it doesn't matter. It already represents everything. What's more, he has begun to think about how to eat this food in Weixiang restaurant.

Hum!

Fujita Yazi has hated Zhang Ye to the extreme, looking at his eyes full of hatred.

Originally, she was full of confidence and thought that she could win steadily, but she didn't expect that she would be defeated by two tens. Even if there was the last dish behind, she had lost two games and could not have room for maneuver.

At the thought of her father's command that success is only allowed and failure is not allowed, her heart is a flurry, and her eyes are burning with a thick flame of resentment.

Damn Zhang Ye!Damn chinese!

Since I can't defeat you, I'll destroy you.

Yako Fujita quietly took out a very thin needle from his clothes. Under the light, you can see the bright blue. Obviously, the needle was fed with poison.

Shua!

She suddenly flicked, and the silver needle turned into a faint blue lightning. She went straight to Zhang Ye's body without any sound. As long as she stabbed a little, the toxin on it would be enough to kill adults ten times and eight times.

Fujita Yazi looks at Zhang Ye bitterly and sarcastically, only waiting for him to fall on the ground the next second, and poison his hair to death. At that time, even if there is that silver needle, no one can prove that it is his own poison hand.

Even if it's doubt, no one can prove it.

She thought maliciously in her heart, staring at Zhang Ye colder and colder, more and more excited.

But yako Fujita will never think that Zhang Ye has another mysterious identity besides a chef, a natural practitioner.

Just at the moment when her silver needle was sent out, Zhang Ye felt it. With a sneer in his heart, he reached forward and grabbed it. Two fingers just pinched the tail of the silver needle, the only part without poison.

Ha ha!

You want to kill me?

It's humiliating. Since you dare to do so, don't blame me for being ruthless.

Zhang Ye looked around the crowd who were staring at him in amazement, because everyone saw his inexplicable hand raising movement, but did not see the silver needle.

With a faint sneer, he showed the silver needle specially and said:

"everyone, someone in the meeting room just now wanted to stab me with this silver needle. I don't know who it is. I hope he can stand up. Don't worry, I'll let bygones be bygones. "

What!

All of a sudden, even Shulan was shocked.

"Ono, what's the matter? What you just said is true?"

She asked quietly.

"Well, and the killer is yako Fujita himself. She is a warrior. Don't be too close to her to prevent her from jumping off the wall."

Zhang Ye dignified said.