Chapter 693： : Red Oil Dumplings (Part 2)

"Ho **** ho..."

A heavy gasp.

Lei Zhe, who has not only returned to God, widened his eyes, and many onlookers stared at Chef Lin with his hands on the stall.

The chopsticks stained with red oil, I don't know when, one fell on the ground and the other fell on the kitchen counter.

"Shot, shoot through!"

Lei Zhe whispered in his heart, this is his voice, and also his initial comment on this red oil dumpling.

In fact, from picking up the dumplings to swallowing into the mouth and chewing, this process took only a few seconds, but Lei Zhe felt that he had taken a life trip to the hot desert.

This feeling... is the practice of cooking!

Put another way, that is, the chef gives the cuisine, a world of food that looks like real food.

The heart of the kitchen!

Lei Zhexin shook slightly.

This is an indispensable material for constructing a complete gourmet world. The dishes endowed with the imprint of the heart of the kitchen do have the capital that makes Lin Kitchen immersed in it.

But is it just that?

Lei Zhe shook his head, his eyes regained clarity, and cold eyes looked at Xingping Chuangzheng.

He didn't know who this student was, who had the last name.

In any case, Si Yingshi is the pinnacle of Yuanyue students. The chief cook can't let him sink, and there is an unknown soldier in front of him, why?

At this time, Lei Zhe raised his eyebrows, a little shock.

A thing called aftertaste is flooding the mouth.

It was a colorful taste, not limited to spicy, sour, sweet, and endless aftertaste, as if echoing with his desert journey.

A heavy, strange feeling made Lei Zhe speechless.

He talked secretly.

"It feels...so familiar!"

Thinking of this, the second stage of the Sapporo tournament seemed to flash in my mind.

He was eliminated early and didn't make it to the finals. This experience was cited as a shame by Lei Zhe, but the key is not a shame at this time, but he follows this familiarity and grabs something.

His eyes flicked open.

At this time, Lei Zhe looked at Xing Ping Chengzheng again, the appreciation disappeared completely, and as cold as his eyes and expression were.

"This is your recipe?"

He asked, his voice low.

Fortunately, Pingzheng's face stiffened, and a sudden blow came to his face, making him sweaty.

There was no sound for a while.

Beast showing fangs!

At this moment, Xing Ping's vision tranced for a moment. The shadow of the giant bear emerged from the kitchen chef Lin Lin. This giant bear was grimacing and strong. He buckled his eyeballs into his mouth and chewed. Fortunately, Xingping casts his sights of interest-this is a sign that the beast has found his prey.

Without waiting for Ping Chuangzhen to answer, Lei Zhe snorted coldly, picked up another pair of clean chopsticks, and continued to eat this plate of red oil dumplings.

Soon, a large plate of dumplings was wiped clean.

a long time.

"This is your recipe?" Lei Zhe stared at Xingping Chuangzheng after swallowing the last bite of food, and asked the second time.

Crowd commotion.

Lei Zhe asked, the tone was colder and heavier each time.

Anyone can hear that he is afraid of this recipe...

No, more precisely, that emotion should be called hostility.

"Aren't Xingping Liuhong Dumplings?"

I froze on the steps for a long time.

Kobayashi's gentian and Yagi cut Rina are also inhaled. Xing Pingchuang's eyes are really not right. "Where did this guy learn such a recipe that shocked Lin Chef?"

"This, how do you say..."

Fortunately, Ping Chuang really scratched his head.

"This is definitely not your recipe!" Lei Zhe emphasized, "At your level, you can't create such a profound recipe!"

Emphasizing the tone makes the teenager's rebellious heart arouse.

"Who said it wasn't my recipe anymore?"

Standing arm in arm, Xing Ping Chuang Zhen is the thorn that is not afraid of the sky, he said with a hint of pride: "This is my own recipe for comprehension, with my own style, and I gave it a suitable The mark of the kitchen heart, why is it not my recipe? It is "Xing Ping Liu Hong Dumplings!"

The onlookers looked at each other, not expecting the story to shift from food to recipe.

Is there a debate around the recipe?

"Then light up the original manuscript of the recipe, or show me the source of your reference!" Lei Zhe said lowly.

Fortunately, Ping Chong opened his mouth really, but suddenly he was embarrassed.

He can't always say that the recipe frame was copied from a gourmet comic, he just filled the frame with details. That's too shameful.

The content of the comics has always been fictitious. Even if it is a professional food, the copying frame seems to be considered frivolous. It is not something that Yuanyue students can do with their brains open. Lei Zhe doesn't believe it.

However, fortunately, Xingping Chuangzhen understood this recipe from the comics, and he firmly believed that not everyone can understand it like him!

He is the most special one!

This confidence is still there.

"Say--"

Lei Zhe is full of oppression and takes a step forward.

This scene made the onlookers dumbfounded and inexplicably felt that both sides of the war were not Lei Zhe and Yuanyue students, but Lei Zhe and that red oil dumpling recipe. To be more precise, Lei Zhe was eyeing The creator of the recipe, the powerful hostility and hatred of fools can also be seen.

"Say? I don't know what to say. I'll give you the address. You can read it yourself—"

Fortunately, Ping Chong Chen also got out.

Obviously he doesn’t need to explain, just keep silent, but he just wants to tell this high-ranking chef Lin, there is a guy stronger and more powerful than you, while others are only silently spreading knowledge, even unselfishly publishing recipes in the comics. !

At least, fortunately, he has learned something by himself, and in his inner subconscious, he has regarded the creator of the comic as a teacher.

He will move out of the teacher now and give Lei Zhe a lesson!

Look, this predecessor far surpasses you no matter in cooking or virtue!

Since then.

Lei Zhe got a website and followed the website to the homepage of an unknown cartoonist.

"Just in the comic content." Xing Ping added.

Unexpectedly, Lei Zhe didn't look at it, sullenly said: "Are you playing me?"

boom!

With both palms pressed, the Chinese-style cart stall changed shape instantly and was almost broken by the waist.

"Why is that ancient recipe in the comics!"

Lei Zhe shouted: "Tell me, who is your teacher, is it..."

In Lin Lin's mind, he was a young lecturer who smirked at him.

The picture is too real.

And this is precisely the reason for Lei Zhe's anger.

There was no sound around.

In full view, Lei Zhe's runaway was overwhelming.

Looking at his horrible appearance People also suddenly thought that this chef Lin was born in a gourmet meeting. In the past, the "gourmet meeting" as the opposing force of the IGO organization has always been regarded as an evil existence.

"It's over!"

A voice was forcibly inserted at this time.

Wow

The crowd retreated and formed a passageway. Xia Yu led the remaining seats of Shijie and finally arrived here.

There is nothing more to say.

Standing behind Lei Zhe, Xia Yu said very calmly, "Chef Lei Zhe, I'm sorry, you interfered with the normal operation of our Yuanyue School Festival. As a member of the board of Yuanyue, as a guiding lecturer of the school festival executive committee , I will make it public..."

"Expel you!"

what? !

The pumping sound is estimated to have rang through the central area.