Damu walked to the stage, and the emperor spoke, obviously no one stopped him.

The inner guards and the deadpools stood in a row, leaving only half a person's gap and stretched out their hands to stop them, indicating that Damu would stop in place, and Damu was also very conscious of not taking another step forward.

"Where is your cooking?" asked the Neiwei.

Damu squatted down and took out a lotus leaf bag with mud from his cloak.

He handed the lotus leaf bag to the inner guard, who spread it on the table.

The knife gently slipped on the purse, and the aroma of meat spread out with the gap.

Inside the lotus leaf bag are round meatballs.

It smells so good that several of the princes saliva flowed out.

The prince wanted to get started, but was stopped by the inner guard.

If it were other chefs, they would eat it, but Damu is now due to identity issues, and I am afraid he will poison it.

The princes also reacted and could only wait for the test.

The inner guard took out the testing tools to check. After three processes, the testing equipment did not show any toxic reactions.

The inner guard tasted it in person with the tableware, and then the inner guard died in a daze.

The soldiers in the back row saw the inner guard's reaction blocking Damu's back path, and aimed all the long halberds in their hands at Damu.

The inner guard let out a breath at this time: "It's so delicious!"

This made everyone feel relieved, and the imperial doctor waited aside for ten minutes.

During this period, the emperor couldn't help asking: "How did you do it without a kitchen?"

"It is very simple to wrap the prepared meat and seasonings with lotus leaves. Wrap the lotus leaves with stream water and soil. Then, after setting a fire, put it into the fire, wait for the flame to extinguish and then simmer the ingredients completely." Damu explained, without any concealment.

The imperial doctor gave a correct letter: "It can be eaten without poison."

Everyone quickly feasted and ate bit by bit, then widened their eyes and savored the taste of the food they had just entered their mouths.

The fourth prince murmured without hesitation: "Maha, you may be losing."

Maha couldn't sit still and went on stage. The emperor asked, "Your name is Maha, right? Why are you coming up?"

Maha pointed to the soup left in the lotus leaf bag on the stage and asked, "Can I try it? You have to lose even if you lose, don't you?"

The emperor waved his hand: "It's correct."

The soldiers made another gap, and Maha stepped forward to look at the already empty lotus leaves.

"Master, can I?" Maha asked Damu.

Damu didn't answer, just nodded.

Maha dipped the seasoning with her index finger, and put a piece of minced meat into her mouth. She closed her eyes and savored for a moment. After talking involuntarily, she couldn't help but speak: "Master, I lost. I can't win you, but I really want to know what kind of meat this is."

As soon as these words came out, everyone became interested.

Damu just spoke lightly, "Don't you know everything? You're asking me what you're doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Maha vomited.

Just licked the juice and ate a small piece of minced meat, Maha vomited. He couldn't help but vomited, and his mind was filled with the story of Damu.

Maha understood that Damu remembered it all.

Because of Zhu Qi's excitement, Damu remembered everything in the Huangxing army before.

What can big trees without tools be hunted in the forest?

Time was not enough for him to find more ingredients. He wanted to compete and win the championship. He recalled what happened back then.

Everyone saw Maha who was vomiting continuously and didn't understand what was going on.

Is there any problem with the food? But the emperor and the princes couldn't spit it out, and the thing was obviously so delicious.

Damu was talking at this time: "Don't you want to know who I am? My name is Gang Damu, who comes from the 11th Guerrillas under the Seventh Corps of Huangxing..."

Oki began to tell the story, and naturally he was talking about the content of the wrong spaceship that fled here.

After the whole story was told, smart people knew how Damu had survived in the spherical ship for so many days.

The royal family wanted to vomit, but they couldn't.

Damu began to thank the Red Hotel for taking him in. Maha had already vomited his stomach and said with a weak voice: "Damu's original intention of learning to cook is to swallow things that cannot be swallowed."

Damu lifted his robe and showed his hand.

As a four-handed Tyrone County man, only three hands were left at this time.

After the fourth hand was tied with vines to stop bleeding, the wound was already black and purple, with a flat section, and seemed to be cut by a huge rock crushing.

Seeing the bloody scene in front of him, the royal family began to vomit one by one, and finally understood what was going on.

Maha, who vomited cleanly, understood that he lost completely.

The inner guard pressed Damu to the ground, and the emperor shouted angrily: "Drag it down and suffocate the punishment!"

There is no choice to send Damu back to Huangxing for sanctions, and it is the most serious way to punish, hang and display it throughout the planet.

This criminal corpse will eventually become a skeleton and will hang on the wall of the imperial city forever after a week of circulation.

Without yelling, Damu An was quietly pulled down.

It's useless to plea for mercy now. Maha's mind was spinning rapidly, and naturally he thought about how to save Damu.

The emperor slowed down for a long time before pointing at Maha and said, "In this competition, Maha is the Red Star Chef King, and will participate in the Planet Chef Competition instead of Red Star. Let's present the award!"

Because of Maha and Damu, he was also afraid that Maha would plead with mercy.

The emperor pointed at his eldest son, and the eldest son pushed him to his second son.

The princes refused each other until the fourth prince stood up to present the award to Maha.

The huge trophy was moved to Maha's hands, but Maha couldn't laugh.

Maha subconsciously wanted to speak, and the fourth prince took the lead: "Don't say it, I know what you are going to say. It's useless, don't think about it."

Helplessly, Maha could only shut up.

The fourth prince whispered in Maha's ear: "At most, I will secretly replace the body in the future and let you take it away. I remember there is another woman, right? I will find a way to let it go. This is the last thing I can do. Don't forget that you are mine, don't add burden to me!"

Maha didn't say much if he understood that the fourth prince had already tried his best.

The fourth prince stood in front of Maha with the trophy and took a group photo with the camera.

It should have been a happy thing, but no one could laugh after the game.

At the city gate not far away, the big wood was hung up.

By the time Maha arrived, the person was already hung on the cart and started to tour.

Maha looked at Damu's body and remembered something.

That is indeed the best thing I have ever eaten, and some flavor exceeds my understanding of things.

Under the gaze of everyone, Maha left.

In the Crimson Red Hotel, the huge golden trophy is placed in the most conspicuous position.

All the old customers knew that Maha was red and knew Damu's life experience.

But they all knew it tacitly and no longer mentioned Damu, but hoped to taste the skills of the chef king on the planet Maha.

Thanks to his special identities and Damu, the emperor did not keep him in the palace.

One night, the confidant beside the Fourth Prince disguised himself and knocked on the red back door.

After taking off the veil, Maha immediately recognized the other party, and naturally realized that the huge wooden coffin behind him was naturally the corpse of Damu.

Because Damu was disfigured, it is easy to find a death row prisoner's body to pretend to be Damu and replace the body.

A hole was dug under the crooked tree in the kitchen, where seven helmets and seven books were buried.

Then a fire, along with firewood and wooden coffin, burned to ashes, and then took two jars.

Fill the ashes in the center into the jar and put them under the tree. Another jar found a dough person and secretly sent it to Yiming Restaurant.

Mina, who had originally planned to wait for Damu's body to come and hire someone to rob her, saw the urn of urns and cried loudly, and gave up her thoughts.

Everything came to an end, but Maha also knew something.

On the tenth floor of cooking steps, Maha always thought he was standing on the nineth floor and looking at the tenth floor.

Now I understand why Oki gave up cooking, or completely gave up cooking.

The former Damu had already stood on the ten-story steps in the cruelest way, but he knew what these ten-story steps were composed of?

How can you touch that level of step without touching the taboos?

Maha also knew something in his heart. Only by standing on that level can he be able to win the real chef god.

There are still three months left before the Samsung Chef Competition, because the relatively backward Blue Star also needs auditions.

But because Blue Star is all oceans and the ships have weak movement power, it will take three months to complete the selection of the chef king.
To be continued...