"Well, it may be rude to say it. I personally think that the coffee Himeko makes when he is excited is too dangerous."
Walter·Yang pushed up the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose and said, "I can help, but let's forget about the tasting. Why don't we all go shopping together to buy some supplies."
"." Xing crossed his arms and began to think, "What If...? replaces Penacony's Suleda with Himeko's coffee. Will everyone wake up from their dreams?"
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All the eyes around her were turned towards her.
"Don't replace the drink that Pom-Pom calls Black Mud with Suleda syrup." March 7th said with a head full of Black Line: "The Sunday over there will probably treat you as a key target."
Not far away, Sunday, who deliberately kept a certain distance, looked at the cup of coffee in his hand that made people unable to sleep, and slightly buried his head.
"Fortunately, Himeko's coffee is limited by the limits of the coffee beans. At most, it can only hurt my esophagus." Walter sighed quietly.
Klein asked doubtfully, "Don't you have a Herrscher physique?"
"Yeah." Walter suddenly fell silent. "Maybe it's because I wasn't very lucky when I first got on the train. Most of the time, Himeko can still drink coffee by willpower."
"After all, it's just a drink made from roasted ordinary coffee beans."
On the roadside, a man in a suit, Devil, summoned a goblin and spoke directly to him without any pretense.
"Hell Rainforest Ecosystem's Kuixia Gold Medal Coffee Beans have been delivered?"
"Sent it over, La Signora is very satisfied with this kind of coffee beans with 10,000 times the caffeine content, but we haven't learned that technique after observing for a long time."
"I don't care about anything else. Anyway, during the competition, she uses how many coffee beans and what kind of coffee beans. The raw materials are exclusively sponsored by our Hell Workshop. If you can't learn, then sign a contract to sign her."
Devil, who looked like a Hell Workshop owner in a suit, gave a serious warning. "Don't worry about the price. At worst, you will make up for it with the sales of coffee endorsements."
"That's just a cup of coffee." Goblin was puzzled.
"Just a cup of coffee?" Suit Devil repeated, and then issued a disdainful and angry admonishment. "For a life that can produce surplus value, it is the fuel of the soul, a life-extending pacemaker. Just one cup can keep those lazy people who need sleep from resting for ten days. You tell me it's just a cup of coffee?
Idiot! Our Eternal Group was implicated by Rancher and lost more than a dozen factories not long ago. How do you think we will make up for the lost production capacity?!
Listen carefully, your mission is to assist La Signora to strive for excellence and create coffee products that will leave a name in history!"
After being reprimanded, the goblin seemed enlightened. His tone was fanatical and admiring. When he thought that his own kind would provide 1000% efficiency to Eternal Group under the influence of this coffee, and that he, the management team, could win the award for Workshop as the best Hell Workshop of the year, his chest was filled with glory and confidence.
The goblin left with the boss's mission, and the Devil straightened his collar, regained his composure, and nodded to everyone like a dog.
"There are people with [company] style in other worlds? We should really hire a boss like Hell." March 7th's mouth twitched. "Why do you feel that these Spectators are so spooky?"
"It's better to go to Heaven." Klein glanced around thoughtfully. "Seeing this Chef God Competition Spectator, I always feel a sense of déjà vu."
In fact, Klein had already retrieved some information through the keywords he just used, but when he looked around at the five-star hotel chefs who seemed to have set up stalls in the square because of the economic downturn, the French food, Japanese food, and Italy desserts that were placed for diners to enjoy seemed quite normal.
In addition to one or two novices who are not very good at cooking, as well as guys who look like they are just trying to make up the numbers, Immortal Chef brought by Song Shuhang began to enter the scene one after another.
For a moment, even Klein, who had never let down his guard, had a trace of doubt.
As for the possibility that Su Lin really intends to treat him to a meal and expose the matter of Goddess of Light?
Hahaha. Do you know Su Lin or do I know Su Lin?
Klein looked at a dessert stall on the street that was not visited by Spectator. He took a piece of macaron handed over by the pastry chef and put it into his mouth. Feeling the right aroma of almonds and the sweetness preferred by people with a sweet tooth spreading in his mouth, he relaxed a little.
This taste.
Even though I have eaten so many sweets from all over the world, it is really rare to find a snack that just satisfies my taste.
Klein asked the pastry chef for two boxes to take away, while the other free hand began to flip the gold coins, and on the premise that there was no problem with the food, he tried to Spirituality to find the possible 'blind date'.
At least it can't be Lu Mingfei, that guy has wedding immunity.
"This way." Su Lin appeared not far ahead and waved to everyone.
Seeing this, Xing immediately pulled March 7th, Dan Heng, and Walter in another direction to purchase ingredients on the grounds that he wanted to participate.
"Did you say you wanted to participate?!" March 7th asked doubtfully.
"Lin Xue, Sandora, Qianqian, Shirou Emiya and Huai Shi have formed a team. It's on the left field. Let's go over and take a seat first." Chen Jun pointed to another area.
The people who were originally hanging out together split into two groups, leaving only Su Lin in the distance, still smiling and waving to Klein enthusiastically.
"Come here, come here~"
"."
Klein flicked the gold coin to the sky with his thumb. "I hope that all hidden things will be invisible."
His figure walked into the judges' bench preparation area, and before the gold coin hit the ground, it transformed into Historical Projection and dissipated in the air.
And not long after Klein left.
At the stall where he had just received the macarons, a dark-skinned Chef Demon wearing a white scarf hat came over.
"It's been sixty years, I didn't expect you would take the initiative to contact me." The blond pastry chef is still making pastries. "Like the gentleman just now, you are under great pressure and need some sweet food to relax. How about 25g India sucrose?"
"I'm contacting you just because I need a non-Chef Demon partner to compete, senior brother." Chef Demon parked a trolley here. "In addition to increasing the risk of diabetes, cancer, and obesity, do those high-sugar desserts have any other meaning?"
"At least it can bring everyone some short-term happiness and satisfaction, right?" The pastry chef looked at Chef Demon with a hint of sadness in his eyes. "When you were a child, you often said you wanted to make this bitter world more sweet."
"But I can't change the world." Chef Demon opened the freezer on the cart and placed a bucket of turbid water on the ground. "Even Shiva and Ganesha are the same, so I can only change myself."
"I will take you back to the village from Hell." The pastry chef collected the previous sweets and took out some new ingredients.
"Then we have to see whether it was my works that introduced you to Abyss first, or whether I was impressed by your desserts and then destroyed the Chef Demon road that was sacrificed." Chef Demon raised the corners of his mouth and looked forward to it in his eyes.
"That's an evil heretic."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Chef Demon took out the small crispy balls with traces of frying from a transparent plastic bag. Then, he sprinkled some gray-green powder and soaked them in the bucket of turbid water on the ground.
After a few seconds, he immediately took out the food and handed it to the pastry chef and the diners who had been watching for a long time.
"Eternal Dark Ganges Water special aloe vera juice and Martha crispy balls! Please enjoy!"
The pastry chef handed over a pancake and lotion sprinkled with green powder.
"Traditional wheat cake, detoxified and diluted Churning Sea fragments are mixed with Martha, please enjoy."
Chef Demon and the pastry chef ate at the same time, and two diners with similar colors to them, one black and one white, also tasted at the same time.
The storms of Miracle and Calamity rose and collided. In a daze, both Chef Demon and the pastry chef saw memories of the past:
After Shiva, the former master of Destruction, swallowed the poisonous Churning Sea, on the devastated land, a pair of half-brothers were adopted by their master one after another, with the same great ideals in mind, but in the end they turned to the opposite side due to the trick of fate.
Even though I knew I might die in this game, I was still grateful for the opportunity provided by Rancher.
Chef Demon and the pastry chef rolled their eyes and fell down, but not long after, they stood up one after another. They savored each other's pursuit of beauty and persistence of malice. Once one of them is completely destroyed, the dishes made by the other will also change into their own shape.
This is the connotation of this competition requiring [chef] to be paired with a [novice]. In addition to serving the judges a dish that condenses [Miracle] or [Calamity], it also needs to show the contradictions and collisions.
Just like Rancher, which is sublimated from Hell.
"Yes, it seems you are qualified to accompany me to strive for ranking." Chef Demon nodded happily.
He extinguished the beauty of the dessert in his eyes, and then turned to look at the two reckless diners.
"Karna How does your portion taste?"
"It's weird, but I still feel it's acceptable. I remembered some Remembrance and Arjuna from the past. Do you want to take a copy back to Master?"
"The human body shouldn't be able to bear it, right?"
"She's not considered human anymore, I think she's more like Monster"
"Be careful what you say."
The two Heroic Spirit who accompanied Master to watch the game each packed a portion from Chef Demon and the pastry chef, and then left.
[The 107th Chef Demon/Chef God Competition]
"Players please be prepared and be divided strictly according to Heaven and Hell. If there are no teammates, you will be randomly assigned."
"Remind me again, because this competition is the most valuable one, and it is also the first time that Chef Demon Organizing Committee is co-organized with the Current Realm officials. Therefore, any player who disrupts the competition Order or withdraws midway will cause the loss of quota."
"For the rest of my life, I can only eat whole mushroom eggs, secret burgers, curry-flavored dog poop, and what the hell is this? Oh, the mushrooms Frank planted on you!"
"By the way, who is Frank?"