Zongman: I Have An Equipment Bar

At this time, today's lunch is also ready.

Grandma Wenxu called out to let everyone eat in the cafeteria.

It's just that her voice seems a little weird.

Except for a few careful people, no one else noticed.

Everyone's eyes lit up immediately, Liu Ming praised Tian Suohui so well, and now he finally had the chance to taste it.

With anticipation, everyone walked towards the sore.

Most of the food on the table is what they usually eat, and they don't need to think about it to know that it was made by Grandma Wen Xu.

Then the only remaining dish covered with a cover must be the dishes made by Tian Suohui.

"Xiao Hui is really, she made it so mysterious, it aroused everyone's curiosity." Yoshino Yuki smiled mischievously.

She reached out to lift the cover.

But on the way, she was stopped by Granny Wenxu.

"Grandma Wenxu, what's the matter?" Yoshino Yuji looked at Granny Wenxu strangely.

Granny Wenxu didn't answer her immediately, but glanced at everyone, and asked in a serious tone, "Are you mentally prepared?"

"Huh?" Ryoko Sakaki and the others were confused by Granny Wenxu's nonsensical words.

Yisehui frowned.

It is really rare for Granny Wenxu to have such a solemn side257.

"Grandma Wenxu, can you explain clearly, what kind of psychological preparation is it?" Ryoko Sakaki asked suspiciously.

"Psychological preparations to be hit, mental preparations to start catching up. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even see Xiaohui's back."

Granny Wenxu's tone was very serious and very serious, not like the usual jokes at all.

They couldn't help but look at Tian Suohui.

There are doubts, incomprehension, and fighting spirit.

Is this the Tian Suohui they know?

I didn't see her in just one summer vacation, and she was so valued by Granny Wenxu, even if it was the dishes made by senior Yishi, I had never seen her take it so seriously.

Tian Suohui felt a little embarrassed when everyone looked at her. She scratched her head and said softly, "Actually, it's not that bad. Granny Wenxu's words are too exaggerated."

Looking at the covered dish, Liu Ming couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he looked at Xiao Hui, and asked softly, "That dish you made.

Tian Suohui nodded lightly, "Because now I only have the confidence to complete this dish. I have no way to complete the other dishes.

"Would it be too exaggerated? I just want you to show off your current cooking skills a little bit. You don't have to work so hard. You are not afraid of knocking your friends down."

Tian Suohui nodded and shook his head.

She said seriously, "You are my master, and I will never allow others to look down on you."

"Also, Master, you underestimate them too much. Their characters are quite resilient, and they will never collapse like this."

Although the voices of the two were a little low, the cafeteria was so big, and it was still quiet, and the content of the conversation between the two was heard by everyone.

Yoshino Yuki stepped forward and hugged Tian Suohui. She said, "Xiaohui is right. As Yuanyue's students, we have already awakened. Grandma Wenxu, open it."

"That's right, we are chefs. If we are afraid like this, it will be too ugly."

"Hehe, everyone is so ambitious, even I, a senior, can't admit defeat." Yisehui agreed with a smile.

It's just that his words received a burst of blank stares from everyone.

"You are already one of the top ten, who else can make a dish that can hit you."

Xing Ping Chuangzhen was not as complicated as he thought. He walked quickly to the dining table and put his palm on the cover.

He said, "Those who are there or not are not important at all. If you haven't tasted them, there is no need to discuss them at all."

After saying this, he picked up the cover.

A golden light shot out.

Now it is clearly noon, the time when the sun is strongest, but compared with this golden light, the sun is obviously ten chips weaker.

The golden light spread to every part of the cafeteria (acdg) at an extremely fast speed, causing everyone to squint their eyes.

Then a mouth-watering fragrance floated into their noses, tempting their will.

"What's going on here?" Xing Pingchuang was really confused.

"Did you see it too?" Yoshino Yuki swallowed in shock.

"If you're talking about golden light [then I've seen it too]" Shen Liangzi was also stunned.

"Either it's hallucinations or magic, how can cooking be able to shine."

Marui Zenji considers himself a profound learner, and has never heard of such a thing, but from his trembling arms, it can be seen that his heart is actually quite restless.

In fact, the one who was most shocked in the audience was Yisehui, the seventh member of Yuanyue Ten Heroes.

What Tian Suohui cooks is the magic mapo tofu, and the eighth seat of Yuanyue Shijie, Jiuga Zhaoji, is the best at this type of cuisine.

And he actually found that the dish in front of him, no matter the color or the aroma, was even better than what Jiuwo Zhaoji made, which really shocked him.

Although I haven't tasted it yet, I'm afraid it won't be so bad just based on its appearance.

No wonder Granny Wenxu's expression was so solemn just now.

This is a top-notch cuisine that can be compared to Shijie's cooking.

If the will is a little weak, the chef's heart may be defeated, and he will never recover from it.

Liu Ming felt that he seemed to have forgotten a very important thing, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't think of it, and finally he didn't think about it either.

"Then I won't be polite." Xing Ping Chuangzhen was the first to do it. He picked up a spoon and poured it lightly.

Before the food was eaten, the compelling spicy smell swarmed over, directly approaching his five senses, trying to invade his will.

Xing Ping Chuangzhen's spirit froze, and he thought to himself, "What a domineering fragrance."

"Then, I'm going."

Under everyone's gaze, Xing Ping Chuangzhen put the food into his mouth.

Several flavors immediately danced on the tip of his tongue, stimulating his taste buds.

There are peppers that are hot, peppers that are numb, scallions that are fragrant, and tofu that are tender, and there are several others that he can't distinguish.

Moreover, each flavor can be fused with other flavors to form more intense fluctuations, which hit his mind wave after wave like waves.

Then he was addicted, with a happy smile on his face.

At some point, there were already several cracks in the clothes on his body, and as the throat surged, there were more and more cracks.

Finally, with a "bang", it turned into strips of cloth and scattered on the ground.

At this moment, Liu Ming remembered that he had forgotten something.

Even if it wasn't made by himself, as long as it is a luminous dish, it seems that it will make people violent. .