Lou Ming has about a hundred assistants, all of whom are rare experts. This lineup of assistant chefs alone is far better than any organization in the North.
Even so, Lou Ming was as busy as a little top.
But Zhang Wei is completely different. The dozen or so assistants probably only have some carrying tasks. Compared with the busy atmosphere on the side, they are very...salted fish.
There were whispers in the audience.
"What's going on with this wine and beauty? Why do you feel so decadent?"
"Could it be that the cooking failed and you are just messing around here? Knowing that you will be eliminated in the end, you have given up on cooking."
"It's possible. After all, it's a small organization. How many good chefs can there be?"
"It's impossible. I've been observing this team a long time ago. The strength of wine and beauty is by no means simple!"
…
On the other hand, everyone from the Century Collection Association had already packed their bags and was about to leave the venue in a hurry.
As soon as I walked to the door, I was stopped by a group of security-looking people.
"Excuse me, what are you going to do?"
"Ah, it's a little urgent, I have to go first."
The security chief stepped forward, bowed deeply and said, "I'm very sorry, but we are not allowed to leave early at this event!"
Xifeng said angrily: "This is not the first time I have participated in the Northland Chefs' Feast. How come there is such a rule! Get out of the way quickly. You have delayed my business and you can't afford it!"
"I'm sorry. It's your duty. Please go back first. It's less than an hour before the game ends. You can leave within two hours."
"No, we have to leave now!"
"Please don't make it difficult for us."
As the number of security personnel increased rapidly, the leader said solemnly: "Are you really going to disrupt the order of the Northland chef's feast? Please don't be impulsive!"
Xifeng thought for a long time and had no choice but to give up.
The Northland Chef Feast is about to transform into a joint organization and lead the Northland political power. It would be unwise to conflict with them!
When Xifeng and his party left the entrance, the security personnel looked at each other and smiled strangely.
At this time, the smell of blood could be faintly heard in the security room.
A four-armed weirdo sat at the head, legs crossed, listening to reports from his subordinates.
"A dozen people just wanted to leave and have been sent back."
"Very good, how's the security going?"
"It's being infiltrated, and 30% of the leaders should have been replaced by our people."
"What's going on with the large army?"
"Come quickly, there are about 300 kilometers left, less than an hour away."
The four-armed monster stood up and looked at the clouds on the horizon. He grinned, revealing sharp teeth.
He let out a weird laugh and said, "Everything is perfect!"
…
On the playing field, the hourglass is halfway through.
"Why don't you take action yet?"
After busy for a long time, Lou Ming put down the tools in his hands and seemed to be preparing to finish.
Seeing Zhang Wei lying half-lying on the side, he couldn't help but said: "Just a little, let me see it."
Zhang Wei opened his eyes and turned to look at Lou Ming in the distance.
"Don't you understand?"
"What?"
"I have been very busy. Monitoring hundreds of pots at the same time is very tiring!"
Lou Ming was stunned.
Monitor hundreds of pots simultaneously?
You were clearly lying on the rocking chair and didn't move for half an hour. How can you talk about monitoring?
But Lou Ming knows that Zhang Wei is definitely not a person who talks nonsense! He definitely has his own reasons for saying this.
Looking at Lou Ming who was thinking hard, Zhang Wei burst into laughter.
"don't know?"
"I don't understand."
"oh."
Lou Ming raised his eyebrows and asked directly: "Aren't you going to explain it?"
"No, I think it would be more fun to let you die of depression in ignorance."
Poof~
Lou Ming was so angry that Zhang Wei spat out a mouthful of blood!
The blood directly dyed the chest red.
Zhang Wei was shocked on the spot!
"Damn it, you're so angry. I'm just making a joke. Are you okay with that?"
Being able to vomit blood out of anger is considered a gift.
Lou Ming felt a dull pain in his chest, and the majestic breath in his body began to slow down.
"Damn it, the effect of youth konjac...has begun to fade! Can my remaining potential only last for one day?"
Youth Konjac will burn the remaining vitality of the eater. If the eater's lifespan is running out, there will naturally be little fuel...
As for Lou Ming, he has obviously reached the end of his life. After eating the konjac of youth, he has even less time left.
However, there is still a long period of time between weak breath and complete breathlessness, so there is no need to worry.
Zhang Wei did not intend to continue teasing Lou Ming, and directly revealed the answer: "It's the smell."
"odor?"
"This is impossible!"
Lou Ming opened his eyes with an expression of disbelief!
"There are hundreds of pots in front of you, and the smells are mixed together. How can you tell them apart?"
In his hundred years of experience, Lou Ming has never seen anyone with this kind of ability.
There are many factors that determine the smell of a dish, such as heat, seasonings, ingredients, moisture, aging...
Identifying the stage and nature of food by smell is the most basic skill of a chef, but if the number becomes plural, the difficulty will increase exponentially.
These basic attributes will be mixed and become difficult to distinguish. Even Lou Ming himself can only distinguish the taste among less than ten dishes, while Zhang Wei has hundreds of casseroles in front of him!
"Can you really do this?"
"Why did I lie to you?"
Lou Ming laughed and his eyes became sharp!
"Very good, this is so interesting!"
No longer paying attention to Lou Ming, Zhang Wei closed his eyes again.
When vision is cut off, all sensory operations of the CPU are focused on the sense of smell.
There seems to be color between the sky and the earth, hundreds of points of various colors of brilliance rising, gradually converging in one place.
The flavors...are merging!
These basic elements form a portrait of taste, and in this particular world, this smell is a stunning beauty.
Each pot is a basic element. Changing one at will can cause subtle changes in the beauty's appearance...
Whether it is beauty or deliciousness, they are always interconnected and can bring about mechanical pleasure.
Under Zhang Wei's taste perception, the portrait of taste has been portrayed to the extreme!
"It's time!"
Zhang Wei takes action!
quick!
Extremely fast!
Zhang Wei's body shuttles between the chopping boards, turning into afterimages!
"What a fast figure. The cell arousal level can reach at least level 30!"
"This Zhang Wei has such strength!"
"Look at his knife-drawing speed, one second...between 60-120, it's so fast, I can't count!"
Senior chefs all have certain cell levels.
The enhanced physical fitness will not be used for fighting, but will allow them to complete cooking more efficiently, including those that are extremely difficult!
For example, Wolfgang's thousands-ton barbecue grill is unthinkable without level 15 cells.
But what everyone doesn’t know is that Zhang Wei’s physical evolution is entirely based on perception!