Chapter eight hundred and eighty-ninth ordinary appearance
"Seventh sister, seventh sister, your favorite person is on stage!" The fairy in red chuckled, pulled the elegant woman in a plain Taoist robe beside her and said loudly.
"Sister, what are you talking nonsense?!"
The elegant woman Lin Junjun glared at the woman beside her and said with some anger.
A fairy in blue clothes smiled and said, "Seventh sister, I watched you grow up with you. I have never seen you care so much about other men. Do you want to deny it?"
"If you like him, just chase him. If you fall in love, you won't violate the rules of heaven!" The woman in green also agreed.
"That's right, just, after chasing him, we can still have good fortune. Just think about it and feel happy." The fairy in the yellow skirt said with a smile.
Lin Junjun's fair face was said to be red, while the other beautiful fairies kept making noises. Yingying and Yanyan became a beautiful scenery among the melon-eating crowd.
At this time, An Lin began to take the stage.
He was still dressed in white, with a hint of confidence and indifference on his handsome face. Facing the viewing of thousands of immortals, there was no trace of stage fright.
The lineup of more than twenty immortals who returned to the Void Realm, nearly a thousand god-turning earth immortals and spiritual immortals, would definitely be terrifying in the eyes of ordinary monks, and might be so nervous that they could not even walk.
But in An Lin's eyes, it can only be said to be pretty good.
After all, it was him who personally performed his cooking skills, so this kind of situation was enough to watch!
When Emperor Qinghua saw An Lin's appearance, he stroked his beard with some relief: "It seems that this little friend An Lin is very confident."
When An Lin saw the old man, he saluted respectfully: "My younger generation An Lin, I have seen Emperor Qinghua!"
"Okay...you wait there." Emperor Qinghua smiled gently and pointed to one of the competition stands, which had all kinds of equipment on it.
The chef god Hu Jiahao also appeared in the audience. He was wearing a red robe, with a rough face, bright eyes, and a stubborn face. He seemed quite vicissitudes, but his aura was very strong.
After Hu Jiahao and Emperor Qinghua bowed, they also went to the competition stage.
An Lin looked at Hu Jiahao, and Hu Jiahao was also looking at An Lin. This was the first time they met, and sparks seemed to explode in their eyes.
Hu Jiahao said lightly: "Your cooking skills may be very good, but I will let the immortals understand that your food is not worth the price!"
The chef god did not deny An Lin's cooking skills, which made An Lin less motivated.
An Lin naturally could not show weakness and smiled and said, "Then I will prove to you that it is natural for me to sell my food at most!"
As soon as the words were finished, many immortals were in a hurry.
Mad, it's so crazy!
Those confident and arrogant words shocked them.
Some immortals felt disgusted, while others showed admiration.
"As a newcomer who has just debuted, An Lin should not say such words even if he has a good cooking skills. His arrogant attitude is already a manifestation of his ego!"
"I don't think it's a big deal. Young people just need to have this kind of enterprising spirit of fighting against the sky and the earth."
"Yes, pride without strength is a fool, but pride with strength is charming! Besides, his cooking skills may really be as he said?"
The immortals are still hotly discussing and have different opinions.
At this time, the golden boy and jade girl flew to An Lin and Hu Jiahao. With one hand, the ingredients and ingredients appeared in front of the two.
The ingredients are very simple, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.
The ingredients are even simpler, a cabbage, an eggplant, a paradise chicken, a piece of pork, a few eggs, and a little onion and garlic.
Jintong Langlang said, "The contestant, within one hour, draws any need from the ingredients and ingredients we provide, and then makes a dish. Whoever cooks the dishes better and has higher quality will win, and the judge is the Emperor Qinghua! The final interpretation right belongs to Emperor Qinghua!"
When An Lin heard this, the judging standard was not only limited to taste, but also required quality, which required the chef to have the ability to turn decay into magic. After all, the ingredients and ingredients are very ordinary, so how to improve the quality of the dish is the key.
At this moment, An Lin and Hu Jiahao were both in deep thought.
There is only one opportunity, and they must not be too aggressive.
Since An Lin got the pan, he has been practicing cooking every day. After all, he can't waste such a good pan, so he still has a lot of dishes.
He has also tried dishes made with such simple ingredients, such as the Coke chicken that I made for Xiaolan, but it was not good yet. That time was not amazing enough!
An Lin and Hu Jiahao were thinking quietly.
The people who were eating melons must not be idle and started chatting.
"I've eaten the dishes made by Anlin. The deliciousness is only available in the world, so this competition is definitely Anlin won!"
"Haha, stop blowing Anlin hard. Hu Jiahao has been a chef god for thousands of years. Will he not be as good as a new child who debuted?"
"Anlin may have some special ingredients or secret techniques to increase the delicious feeling. But in the face of this simple ingredients and ingredients, Hu Jiahao's perfect cooking skills, his terrible experience and innovative consciousness as a chef god are the key to winning!"
The immortal was talking, and the little immortal was not idle either.
Jin Tong secretly approached the jade girl and whispered: "Xiaoyu, who do you think will win?"
"It must be Brother Anlin. The dishes he cooks are even better!" The jade girl said without hesitation.
Jin Tong was stunned: "Why?"
"Brother Anlin is so beautiful and beautiful!" said the jade girl's voice.
Golden Boy: “…”
What a simple reason!
While talking, there was another burst of exclamation in the crowd.
Turning his attention to the competition platform, it turned out that Hu Jiahao started to take action!
"It's out! That's the special pot for the chef god, Feishen Bihuang Pot! It looks as pleasing to the eye like jade. It is a pot forged from the god-level Bihuang Jade. It is not only non-stick in oil smoke, but also extremely resistant to high temperatures. It can also gain taste every time you cook!"
All the gods couldn't help but exclaim. Seeing the chef's pot that looked like a work of art was also a strange enjoyment!
Perhaps because of some touch, An Lin's mind flashed with inspiration and thought of what type of dish to cook. That dish was related to the new member of his big family.
"Look, An Lin has also started to take action!"
"I want to see what kind of pot he uses."
One second later, countless immortals widened their eyes and their faces were dull.
Some even rubbed their eyes, looked at them again, and took a deep breath in disbelief.
"I'm not right? Is this a pan?"
"Are you still a dark, ordinary pot?!"
"It's ordinary? No! I think it has its own characteristics!" a brainless fan retorted.
"Have characteristics? Are characteristics ugly?!"
Yes, when everyone saw the pan taken out of An Lin's hand, they couldn't help but look shocked, contempt, or disappointed on their faces.
An Lin didn't care about this, but instead smiled confidently.
Mortals, now I will let you experience the fear of being dominated by a pan!
Chapter completed!