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Chapter 122 The 2nd Cooking Competition
Leaves fell and the breeze blew. The autumn earth left fallen dead leaves under every tree. At this time, five figures stood beside the stone table. The True Lord Liuyun Jiefeng, who now appeared in the form of a crane, said in a serious tone:
"Marcosius, we have already agreed that this cooking competition must have a result today."
Marcosius, who appeared in the form of a little bear, was helpless and a little embarrassed about the idea of Master Liuyun Jiefeng wanting to hold a cooking competition. He turned his head to look at Morax next to him, asking the other party to make an idea.
Morax had a calm expression, his hand on his chin as he thought. He summarized some intelligence and information that the Qianyan Army had investigated in the surrounding waters in recent days, and said:
"From a common sense perspective, this would not have been approved a few months ago, but now that things have been stable for a while, as long as we strengthen precautions, the cooking competition can be held."
"Don't worry, Lord Emperor. I will prepare tens of thousands of traps to ensure that no problems will occur during the competition."
When Master Liuyunjiefeng saw that the Emperor was inclined to agree, he immediately spread his wings, flapped one wing on his crane chest, and promised in a serious and solemn tone.
Gui Zhong took the teacup handed to him by Ye Li and chuckled as he looked at Master Liuyun Jiefeng, who looked very anxious and excited, fearing that this chance of approval would slip away.
After a period of discussion and contract signing, the second cooking competition in Liyue, the Morax Alliance Zone, was officially approved for preparation.
Within a few days, the entire Liyue chef community became excited. The top mortal chefs sharpened their knives and rushed to the registration office of the cooking competition in Guiliji, paying the registration fee of 100 Mora, which scared many girls working in shifts at the registration office.
On the other side, Ye Li was walking leisurely on the street of Guiliji, eating a bag of melon seeds in his hand, and the small bucket he carried with him was full of melon seed shells.
Just as he passed Wanmin Hall, Mao Feng rushed out in a hurry, and some of the Mora in his bag fell out.
Seeing how anxious the other party was, Ye Li understood what he was anxious about, and couldn't help but point his finger to the left and back:
"Master Mao, you're running in the wrong direction. The registration office is behind you."
Mao Feng heard a familiar voice from behind and almost stumbled. He turned around and picked up Mora, who had fallen while running, with a grateful look in his eyes, and waved:
"Thank you, Brother Ye. I'll give you a 50% discount when you come to Wanmin Hall for dinner next time."
"Master Mao, this is what you said. Next time I come, bring more people with me."
Ye Li had a smile on his face, feeling unprecedented peace and relaxation in this bustling place.
However, these are all short-lived. Ye Li understands better than anyone that as long as the war between demons and gods does not end, the scene of devastation will sooner or later spread to the entire Liyue.
"Don't think too much about it. If the sky collapses, there are still tall people to hold it up. Anyway, the supplies we have stockpiled over the years are enough. We can live in peace for a few years."
Ye Li muttered to himself, turned around and continued to eat melon seeds and stroll around the street. If it weren't for the gorgeous clothes he was wearing, making him look like a wealthy family, others would have thought that Ye Li was an out-and-out street urchin.
In fact, this is true. Ye Li is indeed quite free now.
The mechanical houses in the cave are taken care of by No. 2 Ye Li, while No. 3 Ye Li is still working hard to gain merit and get promoted on the border battlefield, intending to take over the military affairs and prepare for better arrangements.
As for the old gangster No. 1, he is currently doing justice in the underground city of Tianheng Mountain far away, and he is not as idle as the original body.
As time passed, the sun and the moon rotated, and black and white alternated, the day of the cooking competition arrived in the blink of an eye.
At this moment, Guiliji is extremely lively. On the huge stage made up of elemental forces, nearly a hundred immortal and mortal chefs who have made it to the list through various preliminaries sit in two rows, and the people in the audience are cheering and shouting, cheering and encouraging the chefs they like.
With a smile on his face, Ye Li stood on the opposite side of the immortals and participated in the competition as a mortal.
Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng has now transformed into a human form. With all kinds of mechanical devices, she can make delicious food, but in the final competition, all these devices were passed by Marcosius.
Master Liuyun Jiefeng also understood Marcosius' intention. His automatic cooking mechanism was already cheating, and being able to let her use it until now was already a big favor.
However, Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng was not very nervous, because she was confident that her manual cooking skills were definitely ten or a hundred times better than her automatic cooking skills, and she would definitely win the championship trophy this time.
Mao Feng had a solemn expression on his face. He had cooked carefully in all the preliminaries, otherwise it would have been difficult for him to make it to the finals. Moreover, he could feel that all the chefs present, except the woman with red-framed glasses, were strong opponents. He had to go all out and prepare every dish carefully.
Zhenjun Liuyun Jiefeng frowned, feeling that she was looked down upon by everyone present, which made her a little dissatisfied, but she quickly recovered, and the confidence in her eyes was evident.
Those of you who look down on me, I will let you know what the most delicious food in history is and make you admire me.
At this moment, Marcosius, along with (Grandma Ping), Ge Chen Lang Shi Zhen Jun, and Xue Yue Zhu Yang Zhen Jun were sitting on the final judges' panel. Their expressions were solemn, and they couldn't help but look towards Liu Yun Jie Feng Zhen Jun from the immortal family.
When Master Liuyun Jiefeng noticed their gazes, he couldn't help but reveal a confident smile, as if to say, don't worry, my cooking skills will definitely surprise you.
At this moment, Ganyu appeared in the center of the stage in the form of an elevator. With a sweet smile, she waved to the people in the audience as a host and said:
"Welcome everyone to the second act of Liyue's rare cooking competition. I'm sure you all have a lot of questions, which will be answered one by one during the competition. Now let me introduce the immortals on the judges' panel."
Ganyu said, reaching out to a little bear in the middle of the judges' seat:
"I'm sure everyone is familiar with this one. He is the most respected stove demon god among the people of Liyue, Lord Marcosius. He only has three evaluation criteria for food: cheap, affordable, and delicious."
Marcosius, who was in the form of a little bear, smiled and waved, then turned around and saw Master Liuyun Jiefeng who was staring at him. He couldn't help but shudder, recalling the burnt meat food that Master Liuyun Jiefeng had roasted in the last competition. The smell of rust was unforgettable.
Ganyu walked up to the green-haired woman with graceful figure and introduced Gechen Langshi Zhenjun to everyone:
"This is the producer of the theme music for our annual Lantern Festival. A small portion of our instruments and some of our music formulas were made by her. She is considered one of the ancestors of music."
True Lord Ge Chen Lang Shi glanced at True Lord Liu Yun Jie Feng with a peaceful smile, and the corner of his eye twitched. He was still a little apprehensive about his best friend's cooking skills. He hoped that True Lord Liu Yun Jie Feng's skills were not too bad.
Ganyu walked up to the last middle-aged man with antlers and an approachable manner, and her sweet and magical voice came out again:
"This is one of the immortals guarding the border, True Lord Xueyue Zhuyang. His arrival also proves that the situation on our border has stabilized."
True Lord Xue Yue Zhu Yang had a smile on his face, and he didn't feel anything about the confident expression of True Lord Liu Yun Jie Feng. It was just a few dishes, could it be possible that they could poison a fairy like him? That kind of food was impossible.