One Punch Man King Engine

Longjuan and Fuxue secretly hated "king" for hiding his cooking skills.

The violent chef caught sight of his master Fubuki who was "stunned" by his cooking skills from the corner of his eyes, and was immediately proud of himself, and the flowers in his hands flew up beautifully, which attracted cheers from the audience outside the venue.

"Just play tricks on airs."

Long Juan and Fubuki spat together, and a dish had already been finished before their table.

"Huh, Fubuki-sama finished it so quickly? Is this... braised pork ribs?"

Chef Violent took a look at Fuxue's dining table, and looked at the brightly colored dish, and was stunned. How good is Mr. Fuuxue's cooking skills... He is the master who knows best, he is the master who can't even make fried eggs, How can you make a braised pork rib so quickly?

Moreover, why is there no heat in the braised pork ribs? Moreover, this dish looks familiar, why is it so similar to the braised pork ribs I made for Fubuki-sama this morning?

He was at a loss.

Time passed by little by little, and the appointed time was reached without knowing it.

"Okay, the time is up, everyone stop immediately, otherwise it will be considered cheating, and we will be eliminated according to the regulations."

The host announced in seconds that it was time for the first round.

All the chefs stopped together.

"Okay, everyone abides by our rules, so let's invite a few of our guests to taste and comment on your special dishes."

The God of Cooking competition invited several guests, including seniors in the culinary industry and famous folk gourmets. They may not be very good at cooking, but their tongues are very tricky. They are used to eating abalone and other delicacies, and they are very picky about food. It is absolutely convincing for them to be the guest reviewers.

The audience applauded with dignity, and several guests tasted and commented one by one in order.

"Well, the taste is good. If you can make the braised pork fat but not greasy and melt in your mouth, your culinary skills have already entered the room."

"This Jiulong Duoyi tastes very good. With lobster as the base and special dipping sauce, it makes people bite down. The delicious gravy spreads in the mouth, and the aftertaste is endless."

"Tsk tsk, you are really bold. You made a volcanic bamboo shoot in the MasterChef Competition. It's ingenious. Well, the taste is indescribable.

With the freshness of the bamboo forest and the deliciousness of the morning dew, I praise your craftsmanship. "

Several guests ate and commented all the way, and soon arrived at the dragon roll table. They looked at the dragon roll dishes and looked at each other with strange expressions.

"What's the matter? Are you shocked? Really, I just tried my skills, and you were shocked. If this is the case, hurry up and let me be the champion, and you don't need to waste time trying the following ones."

Tornado's voice has been fine-tuned a little, making it extremely neutral and unrecognizable between men and women. However, Tsundere's tone has not changed. If it is an acquaintance, you can think of her when you hear it.

"That...well, this contestant, your dishes did shock us a bit, but what shocked us even more was...you actually cheated."

Several guests looked at each other and smiled. This contestant seemed to have a problem with his IQ.

"What... cheating? Don't talk nonsense." Long Juan panicked, how did these bastards find out? Damn it, the guy from King is right across the street. If the king finds out that he cheated, he will definitely laugh at himself for the rest of his life. I don't want to be laughed at by the stinky king for the rest of his life!

The guests looked at the panicked dragon roll amusedly, "This contestant, we are not talking nonsense, do you know what the ingredients of your dish are?"

"White Truffle, what's the problem?" Tornado was still in a daze, unable to find the problem.

"White truffle? Ha, this contestant, your family must be very rich. This ingredient is extremely expensive. The price of a white truffle is in the tens of thousands. If it is provided by our Chef Master Competition, it may cause the sponsors to bleed."

Several guests laughed.

"You don't provide white truffles here?" Long Juan was stunned. She didn't ask what ingredients were provided in the Chef God Competition before she came. Moreover, in her opinion, white truffles are just a very common thing. The cafeteria of the Heroes Association has them every day. Provided, in view of her appalling cooking skills, she specially packed a few dishes from the association cafeteria for the competition. You tell me that the competition does not provide white truffles?

Her face changed a few times, and she retorted: "Can I bring my own ingredients?"

"This contestant, I am very sorry. According to the rules of the competition, you are not allowed to bring your own ingredients. You have violated the rules of the competition. Therefore, I declare...you are eliminated."

The host came out in due course to "hold justice" and ruled out the tornado.

"I……"

Tornado was so angry that she almost went crazy, she didn't even dare to look at "king", because she knew that "king" must be secretly laughing at her.

"Alas"

The audience outside the arena even booed, watching the excitement was no big deal, they watched the good show with relish, but they didn't know that their booing made the tornado tremble with anger, and a tornado almost sent them flying.

"Heck, sister, not only your body hasn't grown, but your brain hasn't grown either. Fortunately, I'm smart, and I've already inquired about the various ingredients in the MasterChef competition."

Fubuki stared at Tornado gloatingly, secretly proud of her wit.

Chef Violence didn't respond, after all, there are always a few cheating chefs in each session. He has participated in so many sessions, and he has long been used to it.

Unexpectedly, his indifferent performance made Fuxue curse secretly: idiot, don't look at me anymore, I'm not my sister, look over there, the idiot who made a fool of himself is my sister.

Regardless of the mental activities of the tornado and Fuxue, several guests continued to walk to the next house after dealing with the tornado, and after a while, they came in front of Fuxue.

Just like standing in front of the dragon roll table, the few of them did not pick up any dishes to taste, but looked at each other with strange expressions, and couldn't help laughing: "This contestant, did you bring this dish in from outside?"

"Um... oh, no, no, I made this now."

After hearing this, Fuxue nodded subconsciously, then immediately came to her senses, and quickly shook her head to deny their judgment.

"Did it on the spot?" The guests laughed, pointed at the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar next to the kitchen utensils, and said jokingly, "This contestant, please stop sophistry, look at the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar on your table, they are not the same It’s unsealed, which means you didn’t use any oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, do you not use these things in your cooking?”

The God of Cooking competition has prepared brand new oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar for each contestant. If you use it, you must unpack it. However, the packaging of the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar on Fuxue’s table is intact, and the meaning is self-evident .

"I...brought oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar." Chuuxueqiao blushed and forcefully argued.

"Haha, your reason is similar to that of the contestant just now. Are you brothers and sisters?"

Several guests laughed.

"Who...who is her brother and sister." Chuuxue was shocked, and quickly denied it.

"This contestant, you committed the same foul as the contestant just now, so I announce...you are also eliminated." The host appeared mysteriously again and announced the result.

Following the tornado, Fubuki was also out.

"God bless, king will also be eliminated." Fuxue had already lost her chance to win the ranking. She ended up in the same fate as her sister. It was hard to tell the winner. The only thing she prayed for was that "king" must not go any further.

Otherwise, it's a double kill!

"Cough, Master Fuxue, is that why you want to eat braised pork ribs in the morning?"

Chef Violent looked at Fubuki in astonishment.

What do you look at, I am not my sister, you are wrong.

Fubuki found that "king" was looking at her, and immediately gritted his teeth under the mask.

However, she thought about it again, "king" misunderstood that she was her sister, so in other words, if I made an embarrassment, in the eyes of "king", it was my sister who was embarrassing? Giggle, sister, sorry to embarrass you.

Her mood immediately improved.

"Hey, I thought that copying volcanic bamboo shoots just now had a unique style, but I didn't expect you to come up with a tofu carving."

Several guests came to Chef Violent’s table, and were surprised to see the quietly blooming white lotus on the table, surrounded by sugar decorations. They looked like snow lotus in Tianshan Mountain, pure and noble, making people feel refreshed at a glance , as if you were in the snowflakes fluttering and the snow-covered world.

Perfect appearance!

They looked at each other, each with admiration on their faces.

They each picked up a little bit and tasted it carefully, and immediately closed their eyes to enjoy it. After a while, they opened their eyes and praised loudly, describing this dish as heavenly and earthly.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Chef Violence thanked him politely, and his voice was naturally adjusted so that people could not tell his identity.

After that, without surprise, Violent Chef successfully advanced to the next round.

Tornado looked desperate, it was over, and he was going to be laughed at by "king".

Fubuki was a little bit pleased, after all, she hadn't been exposed, and in the eyes of "king", the loser was only her sister.

"Is King's cooking really that good?"

Fuxue took a sip while no one was paying attention, her eyes widened immediately, it was so sweet, it felt like being in love, wait a minute, how would I know the feeling of being in love when I am single all the time? No matter, this dish, I want it.

She stole "king"'s carved tofu as if nothing had happened.

In the next few rounds of competitions, Violent Chef lived up to his reputation as the Seventh God of Cooking, passed all the way, and won the championship under the despair of Tornado and the astonished eyes of Fubuki.

"Men and ladies, the annual MasterChef Competition is over, and the champion is... an unknown contestant!"

The host was ashamed, this was the first time that the winner did not leave his name or show his face.

"Thanks."

Violent Chef happily took the trophy from the host, and walked over to Fubuki who stayed behind to watch the excitement amidst the cheers of the crowd.

With Fubuki's confused eyes, he handed the trophy to her, "Here you are."

"Give me?"

Fubuki was shocked, what is King going to do? Win the championship, and then give the trophy to your sister? The relationship between him and my sister is really extraordinary, bah, bitch.

She firmly believes that King mistook her for his sister.

"King... why did this guy give me the trophy?"

Tornado was also taken aback, and she also thought that King mistook Fubuki for her, so everything King did to Fuyuki was actually done to her.

"Tch, I... I don't care about it!"

She folded her chest and raised her head, expressing her attitude arrogantly, but the little eyes she occasionally aimed at the trophy were a little strange.

"Why did you give me the trophy?"

Fuxue hurriedly asked, to see if she could get some special messages from King, such as "I love you" and the like.

"This... this... this..."

Chef Violence is stupid, there is no reason, isn't it because you like Mr. Fubuki, so you are loyal as your little brother?

"Why are you nervous? Do you have something difficult to say to me?"

Fubuki's eyes lit up when he saw "king" stuttering, this is a typical performance of a pure boy in love! Sure enough...you couple of dogs!

She cursed secretly in her heart, and also had some vague expectations, expecting "king" to say "I love you" or something like that.

Chef Violence racked his brains and had an idea, and said, "Fuixue... ahem, this is a birthday present for you." His brow was dripping with cold sweat, which almost exposed him. In this world, only people from the Fuxue group would call Fuxue For Mr. Fubuki, fortunately he shut up wittily, and he found such a reason even more tactfully, because, in a few days, it will be Mr. Fubuki’s birthday. This reason is very reasonable. However, how should I explain that I know Mr. Fubuki’s What about identity? Oh, it's so hard to be a younger brother!

"You actually recognized me? Ha, I thought you didn't recognize me!"

Fubuki was stunned, it turned out that the king didn't mistake him for his sister at all, then... then this trophy was indeed given to me, and it was given as a birthday present, wait a minute, how did the king know about my birthday?

Her heart was in a mess.

Chef Violent was taken aback, Mr. Fubuki's words seemed to mean that she also recognized me? He was suddenly depressed, he thought he was giving Fubuki-sama a surprise, but it turned out that the smart as snow Fubuki-sama had already recognized him, so there was nothing to hide.

"Well, of course I can recognize you, after all, I am very familiar with your behavior."

"You are very familiar with my every move?"

Fubuki's heart was pounding inexplicably, what does king mean, could it be that he has been paying attention to me? watching me? That's why he was so familiar with my behavior that he could recognize me if I changed my clothes and changed my voice.

The question is, why is he paying so much attention to me?

Her pretty face was flushed, she was angry, yes, she must be angry!

They talked very happily, and Tornado felt uncomfortable. She didn't have a good ear, and couldn't hear what the king said to "her", so she naturally approached "king" and Fuixue, pricking up her small ears to eavesdrop.

"Thank you, that, I...I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first."

When Chuuxue found the tornado approaching, she panicked and felt guilty, as if she had stolen something important from her sister, so she ran away.

"Eh?"

Chef Violent looked confused, Mr. Fubuki...is he happy or unhappy? Oh, it's so hard to be a younger brother!

"Hey, why did that guy run away?"

Caught off guard, Tornado froze for a few seconds, and immediately chased after him. Unfortunately, Chuuxue had long since disappeared. She was so angry that she hopped her feet, and when she turned her head, "king" was gone.

"Damn it, my trophy!!" Read Net