Kitchen God!
The real kitchen god!
The pride of China is known as the highest idol in the eyes of the kitchen god. It is incomparable!
Everyone was feverishly looking at Zhou Xing, the legendary character who had not appeared for a long time. Standing there, it was clear that his hair was gray, and he was obviously like an ordinary old man, but standing there, it was like a Mount Tai, which was admired by thousands of people.
"Master Zhou, meet again." Wu Lai bowed slightly to Zhou Xing over there and said hello.
"Oh, I didn't want to come this time. Your boy is here, and what's the matter with me, the old man, but I can't stand it. The host is too enthusiastic, and I can't help it, but it's just that I haven't come out for too long. It's an activity. By the way, it's also better to score higher." Zhou Xing nodded slightly.
"It seems that Wu Lai's contestant and Zhou Kitchen God have known each other for a long time, and listening to Zhou Kitchen God's words, Wu Lai's contestant's strength is extraordinary, which can make Zhou Kitchen God like this..."
Those who don't recognize Wu Lai have changed their eyes when they look at Wu Lai. They can get to know the kitchen god. Either the kitchen god has taught him something, or they have communicated with the kitchen god. If it is the latter, it means that Wu Lai's cooking skills are equal to him!
If so, Wu Lai's achievement at this age is unimaginable.
Wang Xinrui also glanced at Wu Lai, and his hands were shaking. This is the kitchen god! His idol! Is Wu Lai so familiar with the kitchen god
After a few simple introductions, the final competition stage of the kitchen god competition began.
Wu Lai and Zhou Xing picked up the kitchen knife in their hands at the same time, their eyes were focused, and their aura instantly changed.
Zhou Xing, who used to be similar to ordinary middle-aged and elderly people, suddenly changed at this moment, and his aura was incomparably strong, as if he was a God with a kitchen knife. No matter the people on the stage, the critics or the audience felt it.
Wang Xinrui shivered. He couldn't even hold the kitchen knife under this huge pressure!
What is this realm, and what is the extent of those two people?!
Wang Xinrui felt that it was a mistake to stay. He still wanted to show himself on this stage, but now he was wrong.
The gap is too big, and he has no room to be involved at all.
Zhou Xing looked at Wang Xinrui over there, nodded, and had already started with Wu Lai.
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that the last link is free play. Contestants and guests will choose a dish they are good at to make for the review of the judges. There are no restrictions. It can be said that in this way, we can see the full strength of the participating chefs!" The host said, "however, this contestant seems to be feeling a little unwell. Steamed bread is full of cold sweat. Wang Xinrui, contestant, I don't know if you are in good health?"
With that, the host has come to Wang Xinrui's side and greeted with concern.
Wang Xinrui's face turned white. The kitchen knife in his hand had been forced to be put down, and his legs were trembling.
The pressure is too great. He has never experienced such a great pressure. He feels that his head is chaotic now and he doesn't know anything. Who he is, where he is and what he wants to do.
"This gentleman?" The host looked at him anxiously and kept asking.
Plop.
Wang Xinrui could no longer bear the huge pressure from the two people and fainted on the ground.