Gourmet Of Another World

CHAPTER 1131 TO 1140

CHAPTER 1131 Bu Fang's Special Handmade Ice Cream

Chef Jing Yuan's eyes were glowing, and her beautiful face expressed confidence.

A knife rack appeared in her hand, where all kinds of kitchen knives could be seen. The handles of these knives were all made with spirit metal, making them shimmer with an enticing brilliance.

Chi Si leaned lazily on her chair as she looked at Chef Jing Yuan and Bu Fang. "The imperial feast qualification cooking competition shall now begin."

Everyone in the square was filled with excitement and cheered.

Finally, the cooking competition that was related to the destruction of Spring Wind Pavilion, the one that they had been waiting for, was about to take place.

Chi Si stood up and said, "The rules of this competition are simple. The two chefs must cook one dish each, and they will then be judged by me, General Lin Damei, and General Heimu. The winner of this match will be the one qualified to cook for the imperial feast of Empress, which is in six days."

Her voice wasn't loud, but with everyone remaining silent, they were able to hear her clearly.

Bu Fang expressionlessly nodded.

Chef Jing Yuan held a kitchen knife in her hand and nodded as well.

Nether King Er Ha watched with a Spicy Strip in his mouth and continued to enjoy sucking it. He was very confident when it came to Bu Fang's cooking skills.

For Bu Fang to go against a little girl, is it even possible for him to lose?

The crowd began to make a lot of noise as they discussed. But when Chi Si raised her hand, everyone turned quiet.

Chi Si, as a general of the Red Dragon Army, showcased her prestige in Goddess City.

...

Hundreds of miles outside the square, two figures sat on a spiritual metal seat that was suspended in the air.

One of them was the Empress, who was wearing a red robe, while the other was Nethery, who had a cold expression on her face.

Both of them looked at the square, and they seemed to be looking forward to the match.

"Sister Nethery, who do you think will win this cooking competition?" Empress Bi Luo asked as she leaned on the armrest with her chin on her hands, curiosity filling her eyes.

Nethery's dark eyes looked into the distance, looking at Bu Fang's calm face. "Bu Fang."

Empress Bi Luo blinked and turned to Nethery. "Why? Chef Jing Yuan has been the chef of the imperial feast many times. Her cooking skills are quite good, so this Empress likes her dishes very much."

"No reason. He's Bu Fang, and he has never lost in a competition." Nethery's red lips slightly curled upwards, revealing a slight smile.

Empress Bi Luo was speechless and could only express helplessness. After a while, she said, "I shouldn't have asked. I wonder when you began to place all your faith in that little chef."

Nethery glanced sideways at Empress Bi Luo and said softly, "You don't believe me? How about we have a bet..."

Empress Bi Luo's eyes lit up. "A bet? Okay, what will the winner get?"

Nethery also became excited. "Hmm... How about the loser will have to do one thing the winner wants them to?"

"Alright, let's do that! Hehe! This Empress has never lost a bet!" Empress Bi Luo laughed.