City: I, the God of Cooking!

The fresh herring was pressed on the kitchen counter by Meng Zhan, and the head of the fish was chopped off with a knife.

Open the belly of the fish, not only the internal organs of the fish, but also a bag of fish roe.

Meng Zhan threw away the rest of the internal organs, leaving the fish roe.

Next, scraping fish scales and removing fish bones are very routine operations.

Many viewers were a little disappointed to see that Meng Zhan was the first to choose the ingredients, but there was no eye-catching operation.

On the other hand, the other contestants, it is really the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

Wu Lang in the crowd frowned, "What is that kid doing, maybe he didn't show his true strength. Don't lose, I put all my treasures on you."

Meng Zhan felt that someone was staring at him in the crowd. He stopped and looked back, but he didn't find anyone suspicious.

He thought it was his own illusion, so he continued to cook.

After the fish, he processed the shrimp, followed by mushrooms and radishes.

While processing the ingredients, he put the fish heads into the pot to make soup.

After the ingredients are processed, use the boiled soup to make noodle paste.

Divide the batter into two parts, add the chopped radishes to one and the chopped mushrooms to the other.

Finally, the fish and shrimp are wrapped in batter and fried in oil.

While others were still processing the ingredients, Meng Zhan was already waiting for the finished product to be finished.

Seeing this scene, Fang Tianqing and Wu Gang quickly speeded up.

As time passed, the aroma gradually permeated the audience.

The audience who smelled the fragrance couldn't help salivating.

Meng Zhan played with the mithril kitchen knife in his hand, and after turning it around in his hand, he put it in front of his eyes, and the gems on it were shining brightly.

"Time is up."

With a swish, Meng Zhan put the knife back into its sheath, took out the fried fish balls and shrimp balls and put them on a plate.

Then he rang the bell on the kitchen counter.

"No way, it's done so soon?"

"What are you kidding, I haven't figured out how to do it yet."

"I haven't even started yet."

"This guy must be blind, right?"

"It must be. I don't believe he will figure out the answer so quickly."

A group of contestants kept questioning, and even the audience felt that the speed was too fast.

The beautiful woman in cheongsam came over and brought the plate to the referee's seat.

Hostess Jiajia was surprised and said, "Has this been completed? Less than 10 minutes have passed."

The two referees looked at the dish in front of them with expressions of admiration.

Monk Wuwei picked up a ball and put it in his mouth.

The crispy skin contains the taste of radish and the fragrance of fish soup, followed by the tender fish meat, wrapped in fish roe.

The degree of ripeness of the fish meat and fish roe is just medium rare, which not only retains the original taste of the food but also allows the two to complement each other, bringing the ultimate taste enjoyment.

Then he suddenly realized that this mouthful of fish balls brought him an unprecedented breakthrough opportunity.

The bottleneck that had troubled him for more than ten years was broken through, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into his body continuously, pouring into his limbs and bones.

The powerful Qi Jin spread out in all directions centered on itself, setting off a gust of wind.

The blow made the audience in the auditorium back again and again, and even the chandelier weighing several hundred catties above the hall shook continuously.

Everyone was shocked.

Qin Fangfeng next to him was even more astonished. In her opinion, Monk Wuwei's strength had already been buried at the Dacheng level, and it would take at least decades or even hundreds of years to break through.

But now he broke through, and only ate a fish ball!
Monk Wuwei restrained his aura into his body, heaved a long sigh of relief, and an exaggerated smile appeared on his face, "Hahahaha, I never thought that the bottleneck that has troubled me for many years would be broken by a small fish ball."

Among the crowd, Wu Lang was full of jealousy. The sudden burst of aura just now made him realize that the strength of Wuwei monk was far higher than him, and even crushed him.

Among the contestants, the others were all confused.

Meng Zhan sighed secretly in his heart, he had already seen the strength of Monk Wuwei clearly, and he saw it at the moment when his momentum exploded.

Level 65!

It was more than 30 levels higher than Meng Zhan.

Meng Zhan felt relieved, no wonder he couldn't see through the strength of these guys, it turned out to be too much higher.

Qin Fangfeng said in astonishment: "Master, do you mean that this fish ball wishes you a breakthrough?"

Monk Wuwei nodded slightly, "I never thought that a seemingly ordinary fish ball would have such a great effect."

Qin Fangfeng didn't believe it, picked up a shrimp ball and put it in her mouth, the perfect taste bloomed in her mouth, which made her moan uncontrollably.

"Um~ah..."

Immediately afterwards, she also felt a wonderful force breaking through that layer of shackles, allowing her to obtain another breakthrough.

The same strong but slightly weaker energy vibrates out than the one just now.

As soon as the audience stood up, they were blown off their feet again.

Meng Zhan's eyes flashed, and he saw it again.

Level 61.

Meng Zhan knew that the level of traversers in this world was higher than his own, but he didn't expect to be so much higher. It seemed that he had to seriously improve his strength after returning.

Qin Fangfeng hastily restrained his momentum, and a turbulent wave was set off in his heart.

A long time ago, in order to find the legendary kitchen utensils, she strayed into a strange ancient tomb and was injured by the guardian beast inside. Although she saved her life, her body was left with permanent dark wounds.

As a result, she could no longer improve her strength, but the shrimp ball just now helped her make up for the gap of the hidden injury, allowing her to break through the magic power accumulated for several years in an instant, and entered level 61!
Qin Fangfeng covered her small cherry mouth, her beautiful eyes shone with shock.

Monk Wuwei praised: "Yes, very good. My master used this dish to test me back then, and now I use it to test you again, and your performance is far superior to mine back then. In time, your strength will definitely be in the above me."

The two hosts had never heard Monk Wuwei give such a high evaluation, and they were full of disbelief.

Monk Wuwei said: "I give this dish full marks."

Qin Fangfeng said: "It's the same for me, with full marks."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

The other contestants were dumbfounded.

They gave Meng Zhan full marks before they did a good job. Doesn't this mean that no matter how well they do in the future, it is impossible for them to surpass Meng Zhan.

"Damn it, although this kid is my puppet, I'm still a little annoyed that he has such a strong talent." Wu Lang's face was full of jealousy and hatred. He really couldn't admit that Meng Zhan crushed him in cooking.

Meng Zhan smiled slightly, "I will continue to work hard."

The other contestants have black lines on their faces. You have already won the first place in two preliminary competitions. How much more work do you have to do? Do you still ask us to play?

Meng Zhan felt the venomous eyes projected from all directions, and shrugged helplessly.

No way, excellent people are always easy to be envied by others.

But he didn't want to be so good, because the opponent was too good, and he wasn't challenging at all.