Whoever can unravel the secret of this dish can find my place, and I am waiting for him at the end of the world.

Judging from this sentence, the thing that was suspected to be "fried rice" was not as simple as a simple dish. There was even a certain address or similar clue left in it.

Hiss, that guy really knows how to play.

After hearing the whole story of all this, Jiang Yun had to clap his hands slightly and admire the "Ying Long" he had never met.

A mere bowl of fried rice that seems ordinary can not only completely destroy the food careers of more than a dozen chefs and judges, but also leave some information in it.

From this perspective, there are really too many things in this bowl of fried rice.

In addition to the taste and medicinal properties, there seem to be some magical clues hidden.

This kind of skill and extraordinary creativity can be said to be magical. The Zhuque Imperial Chef who had met Jiang Yun before, and the famous Qinglong Imperial Chef who had not met before, must not have it. It can even be said that it is far from him.

So it is no wonder that the central earth emperor Yinglong is the leader of the Four Saints. He can secretly control such a large organization as the "Four Saints Imperial Chef" and convinced the four imperial chefs and respectfully called him "that master".

You must find him. If you can kill Ying Long in advance, the threat of the "Four Saints Imperial Kitchen" will soon collapse, which will allow Jiang Yun to save a lot of effort.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun immediately asked: "Although the last game video was not released, it must be still preserved."

"It's true that this is the case, but the day after the competition, the Foshou Chefs Association, which was responsible for preserving the video, suddenly suffered a fire, and all the video materials and written records were burned."

"What a cruel method, in this case, I can only ask the group of judges and chefs from last year to ask."

Jiang Yun couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, feeling that it seemed more difficult to crack the bowl of "killing egg fried rice" than he thought.

After all, that happened a year ago, and no video or written records were left.

Fortunately, there are more than a dozen people who have tasted that dish, otherwise they would not know how to crack it.

Mr. Yin naturally thought of this, so he smiled and said, "Most of the dozen people have retired to the countryside or lived deep in overseas, but fortunately there is one that is still in Foshou Market."

“Where is it?”

"In the Foshou Chef Association, that guy is named Lao He. He is the president of the Chef Association and a permanent judge of the Kitchen God Cooking Competition. You should have seen him that bald uncle."

Bald uncle, the president of the Chef Association, seems to have some impression.

After thinking about it, Jiang Yun asked in confusion: "Didn't it mean that all those who have eaten that dish are autistic? Why is Lao He still the president of the Chef Association?"

"Because he wants a truth, a truth about that man."

When talking about the old friend who had some friendship with him, Mr. Yin also seemed a little sad.

Lao He has been a chef all his life and has won the championship of the "Kitchen God Cooking Competition" and carved his name behind the Kitchen God statue.

After quitting the front line of work, Lao He joined the Chefs Association and fought to cultivate a new generation of young chefs.

It can be said that this is an old man who is dedicated and respectable.

But since the competition ended a year ago, Lao He has been living by injection and medication every day. He can't eat one of his favorite delicacies, and even has the idea of ​​suicide.

In the end, a belief supported the president of the chefs association to continue working, that was to wait for someone who could crack the secret of the bowl of "egg fried rice".

There must be a ghost in the bowl of fried rice at that time, and everyone who has experienced it understands it.

But no one can tell where there is a ghost and what kind of secrets are contained in that bowl of rice.

I wanted to ask the last champion in person, but I didn’t know what the guy was named or named.

Moreover, the man was wearing a mask like Jiang Yun, and he didn't know where to look for it in the vast crowd.

So after thinking about it, I still have to crack the secret of the fried rice dish so that Lao He can feel at ease.

"The next '69th Kitchen God Cooking Competition' will be held the day after tomorrow. The Chefs Association should be busy these days, but if you go in the past, Lao He will definitely treat you well."

"Okay, I'll just go and have a trip."

Since Mr. Yin has said this, Jiang Yun has no choice but to nod.

In this way, after sitting in the "Old and Unscrupulous Hotel" for a while, the group drove towards the "Fushu City Chef Association" under the escort of the driver sent by the old man.

Before, because Xia Kui and Dafu were not involved in the "Four Saints Imperial Chef" incident, they did not know the existence of food doctors and Imperial Chefs, and some things would be confused.

Just now, after Mr. Yin had already told them about the matter, Jiang Yun also made up for the information about the food doctor and the imperial chef in the car, which shocked the two of them.

After listening to Jiang Yun's explanation, Dafu couldn't help but say excitedly: "Wow, I feel like I've been involved in some dark event, so exciting!"

"Is it exciting?" Xia Kui swallowed a mouthful of saliva when she heard this and said carefully: "I just felt a little scary. I didn't expect that there was such a profession as a food doctor, and she was like a monster."

"I don't think you're qualified to say such things."

"Ah? Teacher Jiang Yun? What did you say just now?"

"I didn't say anything and I'll go to the Chefs Association right away. Get ready to get off the bus."

Seeing that Xia Kui, the monster, had not yet realized that he was a real monster, Jiang Yun couldn't help but complain in a low voice, and then pointed to a magnificent building not far away.

When it comes to the "Fushu City Chef Association", it is a very famous place within a radius of 100 miles.

Because this is the food capital, the chefs' association naturally gathers many top chefs from all over the world.

So many excellent chefs have developed a very excellent academic atmosphere in the association for cooking skills, exploring skills, holding competitions, teaching and training, etc.

Early in the morning, a group of young figures came to the teaching hall on the first floor of the Foshou Chefs Association.

Many of these young chefs wearing white chef uniforms and chef hats came here from other cities by bus in order to listen to the next chef lecture.

In the Foshou Chef Association, famous chefs invited locally or from other places often hold teaching activities. Today, the special chef Lao Fang, who is responsible for teaching, is a chef who is famous for his superb knife skills.
Chapter completed!