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Chapter 935: Out of Control (Part 2)

In the early morning, in Jinguan City, besides diners, there were also many eyes watching Xinju, who was about to go downstairs to the next day's trial business.

A hotel in the bustling city, a high-rise suite, a woman wearing a bath towel stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows shining brightly by the sun, overlooking the traffic that began to intertwin the ground.

Lin Qingfeng slept very badly last night, with thick black marks on her eyes, and her face became more obvious haggard after cleaning.

"Dongdong!"

Chen Yang was at the door and didn't come in. He just knocked on the door and glanced at the cell phone on the bed, "Have he not sent text messages or phone calls yet..."

After hesitating for a few times, Chen Yang swallowed the second half of the sentence back into his stomach.

Lin Qingfeng said without looking back: "Xiaoyang, do you want to tell your mother that you can't wait last night, and you can't wait from now on?"

"Or why, go again?" Chen Yang tried.

But the woman closed her eyes and opened her eyes again, her eyes were absolutely calm, and even a little indifference.

“No need.”

Lin Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and snorted, "Since the other party has not accepted our kindness, then we will admit that we have lost a reliable teammate. It's a pity. I'm sorry for that young man. Even though he can perfectly control so many fantasy ingredients, he is on the road of dominating food, pausing and not striving for progress."

"What did he regard my Lin Qingfeng's business card as?" The woman chuckled twice, "There will be too many young people in food, just waiting for such an opportunity. But he abandoned it!"

"Without my guidance and help, he would have luckily improved his food cell strength to the A stage and became the food bully Lin Chu... But what about the next S stage?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yang was silent.

The ‘food domine’ system has emerged in recent decades. Nowadays, the system is becoming more and more mature. However, looking at the history of development, even if the igo food institutions and food institutions are integrated into a line with those small sparrow food domineers, how many people are there in this way that the people can call the name of the Food Dragon Kitchen?

Shibalong Chef is so rare, each one is a national treasure giant panda.

For example, food will be the so-called "Eight Great Infin giants" each of which is the faction leader, not the dragon giant.

For example, the three sages of the IGO organization can unite to compete with the king. It is not just a cooking showdown, but also a confrontation at the force level.

If we talk about the "king of the sky" level, the food dominance line, apart from the mysterious food god who created this system and left the IGO food institution in Denmark, the leader of the food club who is now intimidating America is the second person to reach such a position... from ancient times to the present!

Therefore, the only person in the world is marked as a food domineering person.

But the Shiba lineage really can't raise its head?

Quite the opposite.

For example, the more closed and self-confident Neon Island countries are still facing the crisis of being eroded by food. What about those countries that are far weaker than Neon? They are probably swallowed up to a great extent.

"Become the guide of Dragon Chef!" Chen Yang's heart tightened.

"Mother, I..."

Extremely intense desire burst out in his eyes.

Lin Qingfeng shook her head. She knew what her son was eager for. However, Chen Yang's cooking skills are stuck in the top stage of special kitchens. The food cell strength is b, and he is in a bottleneck period of evolution to a. However, this bottleneck will stop most food tyrant chefs.

"Xiaoyang, I have arranged as much as possible to search for new ingredients that fit your cells." Lin Qingfeng said.

Chen Yang clenched his fists unwillingly.

Fit cells?

Yes, this is a must for all the tycoon chefs who want to improve themselves.

The so-called "fit" can be simply resonant.

Only resonant ingredients can be perfectly controlled by Chef Shibalin, cooked into food, swallowed, and gradually transformed into "Food Ba's stomach" that absorbs the organs, and then gain the power of the cell...

Then the question is.

What happens when eating non-resonant ingredients randomly? Lin Qingfeng thought of the cold and disobedient demon king Xia, and said maliciously: "You really don't need guidance? Haha, how many resonant ingredients can you find by your own strength? Do you know how many food tycoon chefs have spent their entire lives just to find two taboo ingredients that fit their own and break through Zhilin..."

"You are in a big enemy. If you have a fever in your head and think it is a taboo ingredient that can enhance cell strength by binge eating, then you are very wrong!"

Lin Qingfeng's lips bent slightly and exhaled a sound effect of a balloon swelling and exploded.

"Bang!"

"It will explode!"

...

Morita Maki found the courtyard that Zhu Qing pointed to.

It is not difficult to find a place. There are six large rooms in this courtyard, so it is naturally the small kitchen that Zhu Qing mentioned.

There was movement in a room. As soon as the girl took a step towards the doorstep, her nose keenly smelled the fragrant oil. She took two more steps forward and the sound of "天" fried came into her ears.

Morita's heartbeat sounded, facing the boiling heat of the oil.

Without hesitation, she reached out and knocked on the door.

The sound of grease in the house seemed to be weaker. About ten seconds later, a faint voice that was suppressing something said: "Come in"

The door was not locked, and the girl tried to push it open. Sure enough, the door cracked inward, and the furnishings in the house were very simple. At first glance, there was a stove and a table. The young man who made the girl missed day and night was in front of the stove, concentrating and in a state of cooking with a high concentration.

Morita Maki opened his mouth and was about to speak out, but the boy said first:

"You sit down first and wait for me for a while."

"oh."

The girl seriously suspected that the boy hadn't seen who was coming. She turned into a quiet and low voice and sat down on the chair at the dining table. After a while, she held her cheeks with her hands, and her clear eyes were full of a person's shadow.

Xia Yu didn't look at him much. He was working hard to cook a classic dish called "Big Fish".

The modified work of Golden Smiling is beyond "Big Fish" in terms of recipe level, but from the perspective of the chef who dominates the chef, these two recipes point directly to perfection, and in terms of "function", there is no distinction between high and low.

You should know that the closer it is to perfection, the more "nutrients" it can absorb.

Previously, I ate the improved snacks and increased the progress of food cells to 98.3% in one breath. At this critical point, it is impossible for a man to brake and stop.

This can be said to be a return to pick up the forgotten harvest.

"Big Fish", "The Fake of the Black Whale", and the unnamed improved golden snack recipe, which one is not used to the extreme of golden taboo ingredients?

Let's start with the golden dessert.

Then, between "Big Fish" and "The Fake of the Black Whale", Xia Yu first chose "Big Fish".

His mind was occupied by an urgent thought of improvement, and coupled with the awakened stomach of the Domineer, he kept making a stomachache and whispering to him. Xia Yu was not a saint, and it was inevitable that he was not clear-headed.

He missed a common sense of a domineering person who would cause bad luck.

"The last ingredient, fermented black beans!" He put a lot of herbs into the medicinal pot one after another, and Xia Yu closed the lid.

While waiting in place, Xia Yu still didn't look at the girl sitting with her chin behind her. The communication system arrived at the test space. "System, check it, I'll see how much improvement I have improved!" He was eager to try.

An hour and a half passed.
Chapter completed!
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