Chapter 427 Marshmallows Made of Beef

Although Zi, a woman with the face of Sister Feng and the figure of Sister Furong, relied on her uncanny knife skills, she stood out among the talented chefs and won the championship of the second World Culinary Competition.

The most amazing and admirable thing is that when faced with the championship reward, which was to make a wish to the Immortal of Six Paths and get what she wanted, Zi ignored it. In front of everyone back then, she just claimed very arrogantly that she was just bored. Just out for fun.

It is conceivable that when Nian Zi said such arrogant words, many chefs were so embarrassed and angry that they almost wanted to kill her!

It can be seen from this that Zi is a very conceited chef, so when she realized that Yang Ming had not been competing seriously and was staring at her all the way, she must be stealing from her teacher. With her conceitedness, how could she recognize it? !

He didn't make a scene in public, so he was already giving face to the Immortal of Six Paths!

But this doesn't mean that Zi will give Yang Ming face!

There was an evil aura between her eyebrows, which felt like the reincarnation of a dominatrix. A wild aura hit her face like a storm, and Yang Ming couldn't help but be surprised.

Zi glared at Yang Ming fiercely, "If you look at me again, believe it or not, I'll dig out your eyes!"

Yang Ming: "..."

Yang Ming's mouth twitched fiercely, and he was speechless.

Although he is not discriminating about appearance, you have Sister Feng’s face, Sister Furong’s bucket figure, and every move you make is like a Godzilla. You are so sorry to the audience, who will look at you!

Seeing that Yang Ming remained silent, Zi raised his chin proudly and looked up at the sky, looking arrogant.

However, she does have a certain amount of pride. With her superb knife skills alone, she has already become a master.

At this time, the other chefs had already presented the prepared dishes to the Six Paths Sage for tasting.

It's a pity that they were very tragic. Either the food they cooked did not fit the theme, or the quality of their cooking was not as good as the hard-cooked black-bone chicken rice, so they were mercilessly washed down.

They walked down the referee's bench one by one with their heads downcast. When they passed Yang Ming and saw that he still didn't start the game, they couldn't help but feel very unbalanced and angry!

Fortunately, among countless chefs, few of them who passed the difficult first round of interviews and came to the second round were fools, and none of them were mindless to ridicule.

One of the flexible chefs smiled sinisterly and said to Zi: "Master Zi, you don't need to be angry. I think with your level, Yang Ming, a yellow-haired boy, will never be able to impress you!"

It's really hard not to mention the pot. Originally, Zi had planned to put it down, but unexpectedly someone brought it up again, and anger suddenly ignited in her heart.

She first glared viciously at the chef who spoke, and then looked at Yang Ming arrogantly, with the corners of her mouth raised high in a cruel, mocking smile.

“Boy, I’m not only good at knife skills!”

As she spoke, she pulled out a slender and sharp knife, which was as smooth as clouds and flowing water, and like an extremely precise machine, cutting the beef accurately and delicately. In the horrified eyes of everyone, hairs were long and thin. The beef was cut into pieces, like a weeping willow disheveled in the wind, and fell on the white plate like a goddess scattering flowers.

It’s hard to imagine that such a fat woman, with a waistline as big as a bucket and her hands filled with fat, who looks so bloated, has such a light knife skill!

Simply amazing!

It seems that in her hand, the knife is no longer a knife in the ordinary sense, but a pen in the hand of a writer, embellishing a gorgeous chapter!

If you observe carefully, you may even be horrified to find that each cut beef shred is not only thin and long, but also the length and size of each cut are unexpectedly consistent!

How much careful thinking and delicate thoughts are required to do this!

For example, everyone can write, but very few people can write quickly and as formally as the words typed by a computer!

Then, Zi put the shredded beef into a bucket, which already had a bucket of prepared condiments. She washed the shredded beef like chopsticks and incorporated the various condiments inside.

Then, it’s time to show off your skills!

When Zi took out the shredded beef, it had changed drastically and turned into white shredded meat.

The posture's hands were changing rapidly. Because the speed was so fast, it actually gave people the illusion that they had transformed into a thousand-handed Guanyin at this moment and stretched out countless hands. It was as magical as magic. In a burst of dazzling movements , the originally scattered mass of shredded meat was actually stirred into a sparse and dense mass of shredded meat by her.

When everything was settled, Yang Ming couldn't believe his eyes. He couldn't help but wiped his eyes, trying to see if he was dazzled.

But the reality is so cruel. Even if Yang Ming wipes his eyes countless times, everything in front of him is still there!

What exactly is this?

This is actually a ball of marshmallow!

Judging from the appearance alone, there is no difference between them and real marshmallows!

If Yang Ming hadn't been staring at Zi for a long time, he probably wouldn't have believed that this was actually made of shredded beef!

Yang Ming was not the only one who was so surprised. When Zi finished the work in his hand, the uproar from the surrounding chefs and the audience below came like a wave.

This is simply a miracle in the food world!

Compared with the hard-cooked black-bone chicken rice, it is even more outstanding. It is not only a dish that is close to the theme of "invisible", but also unique and innovative.

This is not nonsense. If you haven’t seen her production process, you would know that it is a marshmallow made from shredded beef. Of course you can’t see it!

Seeing this, Immortal Six Paths' eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but feel an unprecedented expectation in his heart. He wondered what this unique marshmallow would taste like.

"It's really curious!"

The Immortal of Six Paths took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and was ready to taste this dish!

Zi carefully placed the "marshmallow" on the plate, as if treating extremely precious porcelain, for fear of accidentally breaking it.

When she passed in front of Yang Ming, Zi couldn't help but turn her head, raised a mean arc at the corner of her mouth, and looked at Yang Ming with a particularly conceited look, "This is not the place where a yellow-haired boy like you should come. Where did you come from?" Go back to where you are, or your mother will be happy to take you in her arms and breastfeed you!"

Since ancient times, only women and villains should not be offended. At this moment, Yang Ming truly understood this truth.

(This dish exists in real life, but I ate it a long time ago and have long forgotten what it is made of...)