Almighty singer assistant system

Chapter 117 The Halberd Food Is About to Begin
"what is that…"

"Am I not mistaken, the dough is glowing?"

"My God, what happened?"

At the moment when they saw the strange scene in the kitchen, everyone covered their eyes unconsciously. Only Ichiro Saibajo and Soshin Xinghei still stared directly at the scene in the kitchen with their eyes, staring at the glowing dough.

"Huh! Xiao Chuangzhen, it looks like...you have met your opponent!"

Saibajo Ichiro sighed, looked at Xinghei Soma, and patted his son on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

In their world, glowing dishes are not uncommon, not to mention that Joichiro himself can make glowing dishes.But even in the world of food halberds, there are very few chefs who let the ingredients shine before the cooking is finished.

Xingping Chuangzhen's expression has undergone some changes.First, he was surprised from the beginning, then turned serious, and then he showed a big smile, and asked his father:
"Father, who is stronger between you and that person? You can't beat him, can you?"

"Damn thing!"

Saibajo Ichiro patted Xinghei's shoulder so hard that his whole body fell into the ground, and at the same time cursed:
"Who am I, your father? The chef named "Sura" is also the owner of Xinghei Restaurant.You questioned me before the fight started! I think you don't have confidence in yourself, do you?"

Faced with Joichiro's fierce reaction, Xing Ping Sozhen just quietly took off the chef's towel in his hand, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"Why don't you have confidence? I'm excited! The stronger the opponent, the more exciting the battle will be! I can't wait!"

"Haha... Well said, Joichiro, your son is much more ambitious than you."

The moment Xing Ping Chuangzhen said these words, a purple glow suddenly rolled up in the kitchen, covering the colorful colors.Then Mo Yueyin slowly appeared in front of everyone along the purple light belt.

Seeing the purple figure, Ichiro Pajo raised his eyebrows, and took a good look at Mo Yueyin.

"I really didn't expect that the elementary school girl who would only shrink behind others, is now the owner of a big restaurant. It's really different!" Then she sighed.

But Mo Yueyin didn't care about Ichiro Pajo's exclamation, and walked over, looking up at the man who was named "Sura", and hummed in a cold tone:
"It seems that you have not forgotten the agreement back then."

"Of course, how could I forget?" Saibajo Ichiro smiled lightly, then looked past Mo Yueyin, and looked at Wei Cheng behind him.

"According to the rules, he and Soma can only use Yu's and I's recipes, look at this momentum... You shouldn't have violated the rules, right?"

"Of course not! Who do you think I am, Mo Yueyin? That recipe was left by him back then, and I handed it to Wei Cheng with my own hands. If you want to defeat a defeated general like you, how could you resort to those low-level tricks! "

For a moment, the two confronted each other with the intention of pinching each other, so they started bickering.

While the two were bickering, the multicolored halo covering the entire kitchen also slowly dissipated. When the light dissipated completely, Luo Tianyi and the others standing outside the kitchen couldn't help but gasped.

I saw that in the whole kitchen, apart from the ball of glowing dough in Wei Cheng's hand, there were countless large bowls, each of which was filled with noodle soup, evenly distributed in the kitchen. Clear quantity.

Even in the refrigerator, there are noodle bowls stuffed.Apparently before they came, Wei Cheng had been practicing cooking crazily, which created the scene in front of him.

"About ten doughs, will there be two bowls of light..."

"That's all! The opponent has already arrived, so we can only practice here..."

Wei Cheng glanced at the noodle bowls all over the kitchen, sighed in his heart, and slowly put the dough in his hand that was shining with colorful light on the table, and met Xingping Chuangzhen's burning eyes, the two The momentum of a decisive battle between people is imminent.

"I have admired your name for a long time, Xingping Chuangzhen, your name is like a thunder in the Yinsheng Academy!"

"Huh? Really, I'm so famous in the academy headquarters?"

"Yeah! You know, I once met Isshiki in the academy... (began chatting)"

Everyone: "..."

The atmosphere of the decisive battle was instantly destroyed!
Right now, the two of you are actually chatting?
If you ignore Wei Cheng's chef's skirt that has been dyed white by flour, everyone will think that this is two teenagers discussing what to eat for lunch!
"Stop making trouble!" Mo Yueyin interrupted Wei Cheng's next sentence with some headaches, stretched out her jade hand, and an invisible force directly pulled Wei Cheng out of the kitchen, and came in front of everyone.

"Take a rest first, you just kneaded no less than a hundred balls of dough, your hands must be sore."

"No need, Aunt Mo, my hands are not sore, I can start eating the halberd now..."

Hearing Wei Cheng's words, everyone was shocked again, and their eyes unconsciously turned to those failed operations in the kitchen.

Those noodles... At least you need to knead a hundred balls of dough to make them.

After kneading a hundred pieces of dough, Wei Cheng actually said that his hands are not sore?
And look at this guy's energetic appearance, how can he look like he just finished kneading the dough? This guy's endurance is too terrifying!
"Um?"

Seeing Wei Cheng's answer like this, although Mo Yueyin was surprised in her heart, a thin purple flame ignited in her hand, and she just looked at Wei Cheng with a smile.

"No...it's okay, I'll go to rest right away."

After seeing Mo Yueyin's domineering attitude, Wei Cheng immediately ran away, leaving everyone with a confused look on their faces.

Unexpectedly, Luo Tianyi's sudden words changed everyone's views even more.

"Wei Cheng, if those noodles are useless, can you give them to me?"

"..."

"Of course, Tianyi, you can eat as much as you want, and I'll lose if you eat it all!"

Others: "You guys are enough, hey!"

.........

Just after they settled down with each other, Wei Cheng and Xing Ping Chuangzhen finally stood on the opposite cooking table, and they were about to start the eating halberd competition.

As for Mo Yueyin and Zaibacheng Ichiro, they stood on both sides of the stage and acted as the judges for this halberd meal.

Luo Tianyi and Le Zhengling, who followed secretly, were sitting at the dining table at this time. Although they couldn't be judges, they had a taste of being a judge.

Moreover, it can be said that there are too many people to join in the fun, after Luo Tianyi came to V Restaurant, he and Le Zhengling even called all the guests who were originally dining at V Restaurant over to watch the show together.

"Oh my god! Isn't that "Shura" Joichiro? Why is he here?"

"You idiot, I heard that Shura's apprentice is going to compete with the hall owner's favorite student, so you asked us to come to the show!"

"True or not, then according to this statement, isn't there a good show to watch?"

"That's right. They're going to carry out the so-called food halberd, which is a competition between chefs, and use the results of the apprentices to compete!"

"Hoho, this is wonderful..."

All kinds of voices came and went, making the corners of Wei Cheng's mouth twitch on the stage, and he gave a fierce look at a certain Luo Damo who was maliciously showing off his cuteness.

I have to say that starting to cook in the presence of so many people is very different from studying alone in the kitchen, at least the level of psychological pressure is different.

But even in the face of this situation, Wei Cheng still showed a confident smile, looking at Xing Ping Chuangzhen opposite.

"It looks like it's going to be serious..."

Thinking that he was going to face the protagonist of "Spirit of the Halberd Eater", Wei Cheng took a few deep breaths, recalling the scene of the practice just now.

Then, when Cheng Yilang was about to announce the start of the halberd meal, Wei Cheng flipped a certain switch in his heart.

"Practice time, open!"

(End of this chapter)