I have a restaurant in East Sakura

"An article dug out from nowhere."

"The soil on it hasn't dried yet, so you dare to use it as an excuse to come to the Pavilion of All Saints?"

Zheng Fushen, who was the first saint to come down from the stage, looked at the presence in front of him, and there was a hint of sullenness in his expression!

One must know that this God of Cooking, a Sichuan Cuisine faction that has some relationship with Ju Xialou, is also a member of the Heavenly King Realm, but he is extremely gentle to all parties.

As a result, some people began to push their noses on their faces.

If he had nothing to do with that martial arts king and Nan Dou, he would have nothing to do with these people, right?

There was a hint of anger in his eyes, and just as the sacredness of the Zhongsheng Pavilion was about to explode, several people came out from behind him.

The heavenly king-level aura was undisguised, suppressing those bustling figures who wanted to do something.

Even if there are two leaders of the realm of heavenly kings among them, they are firmly blocked in an area.

"The old man won't come out for a while, what cats and dogs dare to bark at the Zhongsheng Pavilion!"

A deep voice sounded, a majestic figure walked out slowly, and the terrifying aura spread, even Zheng Fushen's eyes changed slightly, and he quickly turned sideways to give up his position.

A hairless head appeared in front of everyone. It looked like an ordinary old man, but there was an incomprehensible domineering look in his eyes.

After looking at it for a while, the two gourmet kings in front of them didn't dare to look directly at the pair of lazy eyes, and subconsciously avoided them.

"Hmph, I thought it was someone."

The disdainful words were straightforward, and the old man turned his head to look at Zheng Fushen.

"The rules that should be established must be established."

"The legendary kitchen utensils are indeed not belonging to the Zhongsheng Pavilion family, but not everyone is qualified to touch such sacred objects."

"Want to understand? Prove that you are qualified before speaking!"

The merciless words also represented the attitude of the Zhongsheng Pavilion. The powerful force overwhelmed the audience, so that even if someone wanted to speak, he would not have the opportunity, let alone the qualification!

Accompanied by several heavenly kings exerting their strength at the same time, these people were soon sent out of the Zhongsheng Pavilion. Looking at the towering Zhongsheng Pavilion name plaque, the chefs who were driven out could only look at each other. .

Then choose to go down the mountain and think of another way.

But after the Zhongsheng Pavilion closed to thank the guests, Zheng Fushen also respectfully came behind the old man.

"Master, what wind brought you here?"

If someone knows Zheng Fushen's mentorship, he can know.

It is possible for him to be called a master by him only from the lineage of Ju Xialou, who is inherited from the lineage of the God of Cooking.

However, apart from those members of the God of Cooking family, there seems to be only one branch of Juxialou who lived outside, and it was the one they intended to keep back then.

The descendant of the former five tiger stars in the dark cooking world "Flying Great Sage-Zhu Qi"!

Zhu Twelve, who inherited the talent of 'super sense of smell' from his ancestors!

"It's not the old man who sent out, do you really want to beat those cats and dogs out?"

"Fushen, you have such a fiery temper, you haven't restrained yourself after so many years."

After all, Zhu Twelve did not hide his direct descendants, he raised his hand to brew the tea cup on the side of the seat a few times, took a sip to moisten his throat, and then continued.

"We already have an opinion on this matter."

"People's hearts are floating and can't be stopped"

There is no dissatisfaction, no depression, only indifferent words, expressing the changes of the times, and there is no trace of depression in Zhu Twelve's eyes.

"The Pavilion of All Saints has been strong for too many years."

"All parties feel that we occupy a lot and eat a lot."

"Since this is the case, let them see what kind of responsibility they have to bear with such a size!"

Hearing Zhu Twelve's words, Zheng Fushen, and several other new faces also changed.

"But once there is a problem, over there."

There was a hint of hesitation in Zheng Fushen's eyes, and he looked at his master.

"Don't worry, the sky is falling, and there's someone holding it up!"

"What's more, time is running out. The second impact is coming, and this generation will have to experience it for a while, even if there are some casualties."

"Also worth it!"

Zhu Twelve looked at the ordinary old body, showing a sense of killing and decisiveness, and Zheng Fushen, who really understood how powerful his master was, stopped talking.

You must know that there are also radicals in the Pavilion of All Saints.

My master is the representative, even the leader, but this kind of radicalism is different from the general radicalism. What they want is for the entire Zhongzhou culinary world to become active again.

Instead of being lifeless like it is now.

But different from the reformers, these radicals are only radical internal reforms, they are still conservative to the outside world, and they are not willing to open up the Zhongzhou culinary world so easily.

Because Zhongsheng Pavilion knew very well that once the culinary world from the outside world entered Zhongzhou, the foundation of Zhongzhou would inevitably suffer turmoil.

The taste of diners needs to be cultivated, but diners also cultivate cooks.

This is a mutual thing, and what Zhongsheng Pavilion maintains is the path that the two have passed each other and developed towards the positive.

But once too much outside power joins in, especially the large number of alternative techniques that the Gourmet Society is now researching, it is only those foods that are looking for stimulating taste buds, and additives are popular in Zhongzhou.

For the cooks in Zhongzhou, it was a heavy blow.

Long-term consumption will destroy the potential of gourmet cell resonance and the sensitivity of taste buds.

But I have to say that these things in the food club are really useful. It can make an ordinary cook cook in a short period of time to cook a cooking taste close to that of a high-star cook, or even a quasi-special one.

Although there is almost no effect, the stimulation of the taste is enough to make ordinary diners addicted.

What these methods kill is the living space of ordinary cooks who are the largest base in the cooking world.

However, for ordinary diners, the demand for tasting more advanced and delicious dishes is unlimited.

With such a human heart and such a human nature, how could it be possible for the Zhongzhou culinary world to continue to cultivate high-level cooks and continue to return to the time of tasting ordinary tastes?

It can be said that once the external control is released, the internal conflicts in the culinary world will continue to intensify.

The one thing that is not well controlled in the Zhongzhou culinary world is on the volcano, which directly makes the Zhongzhou culinary world completely withdraw from the competition for the opportunity of the second impact!

"The momentum is like a pile of eggs, we can only be brave and diligent, and act like walking on thin ice."

"The key to breaking the game."

"Actually, it's not in Zhongzhou!"

Zhu Twelve's eyes showed a gleam of brilliance, which also shocked the expressions of the other heavenly kings present, as if they also thought of something.

"You mean?"

It never occurred to Zheng Fushen that he had to rely on her grandson after fighting Nan Zoufeng for a round before.

"At East Sakura."

Without concealing it, Zhu Twelve looked at Dongying's position from afar, his eyes seemed to have passed through the limitation of time and space, and fell on the Yezhonghuo of the Imperial Palace in Kyoto!