God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

With his eyes wide open and a look of as if he had seen a ghost, Zhao Qinglin stared at Ye Changqing who was sitting at the stove next to him.

Ye Changqing, who had been standing there like a fool before, now moved his hands very quickly.

Obviously, he was far behind, but now he had caught up with him.

Faced with such a scene, Zhao Qinglin had no way of accepting it. It was impossible and shouldn't be possible.

Doesn't this guy know how to cook? Doesn't he know how to prepare honeycomb lotus root? How come he suddenly knows how to do it?

While Zhao Qinglin was stunned, Ye Changqing had already finished processing the second section of the honeycomb spiritual lotus root and picked up the third section of the honeycomb spiritual lotus root.

On the other hand, he hadn't even processed the second section of the honeycomb spiritual lotus root.

Seeing that he had been overtaken by Ye Changqing, Zhao Qinglin forced himself to suppress the shock in his heart and buried his head in processing his honeycomb spiritual lotus root.

Now is not the time to think about these things, the competition is the most important thing.

However, although Zhao Qinglin tried his best to suppress the shock in his heart, he still unconsciously wanted to look towards Ye Changqing.

Let’s see how far Ye Changqing has gone.

The more he looked, the more nervous Zhao Qinglin became, and the more nervous he became, the more flustered his hands became.

The more panicked you are and the more you want to speed up, the more mistakes you are likely to make.

Therefore, Zhao Qinglin's speed was much slower than at the beginning, and he made frequent mistakes in the process.

For a moment, Zhao Qinglin almost cried, why? Why did this guy know how to handle the honeycomb lotus root? What right did he have?

He cursed madly in his heart, but Ye Changqing would not stop his actions just because of Zhao Qinglin's cursing.

Without paying any attention to Zhao Qinglin, Ye Changqing was busy dealing with his own honeycomb lotus root.

Moreover, as time went by, Ye Changqing's movements became more and more skillful. Even the little unfamiliarity he had at the beginning almost disappeared with the increase of experience.

The speed is much faster than at the beginning, and the improvement is visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, no one present was paying attention to Zhao Qinglin anymore. No one cared about this guy's life or death.

At this time, all the formal disciples fixed their gazes on Ye Changqing, with deep shock in their eyes, and someone murmured in a low voice.

"Is he getting faster again?"

"Well, it is indeed a lot faster than at the beginning."

"What's this kid's secret? It's really weird."

“I always feel like he learns it on the spot.”

"How is it possible that you can learn how to process the honeycomb lotus root just by watching it once?"

A group of formal disciples started to guess, there was nothing they could do, Ye Changqing's behavior was simply too strange.

From the beginning when he was standing there in a daze, his technique has become more and more proficient now, and his speed has surpassed that of most formal disciples.

Even those formal disciples who were ranked at the top were shocked when they saw the speed at which Ye Changqing processed the honeycomb spiritual lotus roots.

The most important thing is that all these changes happened in such a short period of time, and everyone witnessed the changes of Ye Changqing from beginning to end.

This is what makes everyone feel unbelievable, it is simply outrageous.

The honeycomb lotus roots were cut into pieces of the same size and were processed one by one in Ye Changqing's hands.

In less than half an hour, Ye Changqing had finished processing the entire honeycomb spiritual lotus root.

As Ye Changqing put down the last piece of cleaned honeycomb lotus root, Ma Qiankun, whose expression had already become complicated, finally spoke.

"stop."

Hearing this, the flustered Zhao Qinglin, although he had not yet finished processing his honeycomb spiritual lotus root, had to stop his actions unwillingly. He did not dare to disobey Ma Qiankun's words.

He glared at Ye Changqing with indignation, but Ye Changqing ignored him completely.

This made Zhao Qinglin so angry that his teeth itched. He prayed silently in his heart that when he checked later, it would be great if Ye Changqing's honeycomb lotus root was not cleaned up properly.

So what if the speed is fast? It still doesn’t count if it fails the test.

But Zhao Qinglin's prayers were obviously in vain. Under Ma Qiankun's instruction, a formal disciple came to the two of them.

He began to check the honeycomb lotus roots that the two people had processed.

The first one was Zhao Qinglin. He didn’t finish at all and only cleaned up three sections.

However, the three paragraphs he cleaned up were barely passable. The first paragraph was the best, while the second and third paragraphs were probably of a lower standard because he was panicked.

But they all meet the qualified standards, at least the toxins inside them have been removed.

After seeing Zhao Qinglin here, the formal disciple came to Ye Changqing's stove.

He first looked at Ye Changqing curiously, then looked at the honeycomb lotus root and picked up one of it at random.

After just a quick inspection, a look of shock gradually emerged in the eyes of this formal disciple.

The processing of this honeycomb spiritual lotus root can be called perfect. At least he can't find any fault with it.

Compared with the three pieces of honeycomb lotus roots that Zhao Qinglin got, the difference is obvious.

However, this formal disciple did not make a direct judgment, but instead checked several other sections of honeycomb spiritual lotus roots one after another.

However, as each section of the honeycomb spiritual lotus root was inspected, the formal disciple discovered that each section was absolutely perfect and there was no fault to be found.

As the last section of the honeycomb spiritual lotus root was inspected, the look in the eyes of this formal disciple when he looked at Ye Changqing had become completely strange.

Could it be that this kid has been playing the pig to eat the tiger? Even he is not as good as this honeycomb lotus root in processing.

After placing the last piece of honeycomb lotus root on the stove, the formal disciple saluted to Ma Qiankun.

"Master, I have finished the inspection. Whether it is speed or quality, Ye Changqing is better."

This formal disciple was not lying. After all, with so many eyes watching him, it was impossible for him to lie.

Besides, with Zhao Qinglin's status, he was not worthy of allowing this formal disciple to help him confuse right and wrong and speak nonsense in public.

Hearing this, Ma Qiankun nodded lightly, looked at Ye Changqing meaningfully, and then spoke.

"continue."

After winning or losing a game, Ma Qiankun had no intention of stopping, perhaps because he wanted to see more of Ye Changqing's ability.

Ye Changqing didn't care about this. He knew from the beginning that this was not a fair competition.

To put it bluntly, if I had lost the battle just now and couldn't even handle the honeycomb spiritual lotus root, Ma Qiankun would probably have announced the winner directly.

The outcome for himself is naturally self-evident, although Ye Changqing will not surrender.

However, in the Kitchen King Fairy City, the avatar token cannot be used, so it is unrealistic to break in by force.

Ye Changqing did not object, but Zhao Qinglin gritted his teeth and said nothing. He never expected that he would lose the first match, and be defeated miserably.