A plate of roasted chicken middle wings that don’t even have a platter should make people have no appetite.

But this smell that seemed to have a magical scent kept ravaging Qian Chen's nose.

‘No, no! This smell is so fragrant and so attractive!’

This is the first time Qian Chen has encountered such a terrifying dish.

In the past, he always had his cooking, seducing people to be absent-minded, but today he also tasted the taste of being seduced.

As the saying goes, the world is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven spare?

Qian Chen, who used to always give medicine to others, suffered this time.

“This is my cooking – Orleans roasted chicken wings!”

Although Zhenna said to Qian Chen, her eyes looked at Joan of Arc next to her with a hint of sarcasm.

"you!!"

Joan of Arc's cheeks were flushed with anger.

Everyone knows that Joan of Arc once had a nickname called "The Holy Girl of Orleans", and for the sake of the overall situation, she voluntarily died at the stake.

When Zhenna made this dish, she was clearly taking the opportunity to mock Joan of Arc.

As for the competition with Qian Chen?

Sorry, I didn't take Zhenna seriously from beginning to end.

However, Joan of Arc had a peaceful personality. Even though Jenna exposed the scars in her heart like this, she did not turn against her face on the spot.

Zhenna mocked Joan of Arc fiercely, and was immediately satisfied, and said to Qian Chen with a dissatisfied expression on her face.

"Do you try it first, or me?"

Qian Chen took a deep breath.

"I'll do it first."

If you can hold this delicious dish in front of a foodie, you won’t be called a foodie.

Unexpectedly, Qian Chen had just reached out to get the chicken wings on the plate, and a small white hand immediately slapped his salty hand away.

Zhenna glared at him fiercely.

"What's the hurry!"

A trace of doubt suddenly appeared on Qian Chen's face.

"Ahem!"

Zhenna coughed twice.

"I have to make it clear before you eat it. Although this 'Orleans roasted wings' doesn't look great on the outside, it's just the appearance. I didn't let the other steps go. Do you know what this means?"

Qian Chen shook his head in confusion.

The dragon level and the king are all areas that he has never touched. He has no idea what unspoken rules are there and what precautions are there.

When talking about the serious matter, Zhenna curled her smile and explained with a stern look.

"It means that this dish is blessed by my heart and is a real king-level dish.

You have just been promoted to Lin Chuan and taste my dishes, and there is a high probability that you will be influenced by my chef's heart.

The huge gap will always cast a shadow on your kitchen heart, causing you to be unable to move forward for life.

And the worst case scenario is that your kitchen heart will be damaged or even shattered, and your life as a chef will be over."

Joan of Arc on the side also advised.

"Qian Chen, what she said is true. For you, it is too dangerous to taste the king-level cuisine."

Qian Chen was silent for a moment, and suddenly smiled at Zhenna, with bright sunshine in her smile.

"I'm not mistaken. Zhenna, you are really gentle."

"You, you, what stupid things are you saying!?"

Zhenna was caught off guard by Qian Chen's sudden attack, her cheeks flushed and she couldn't help but stutter.

Seeing Qian Chen praise Zhenna so much, Joan Arc felt a little savory for no reason.

However, before she could express anything, Qian Chen suddenly picked up a chicken wing and put it in his mouth, then bit it hard.

Foodies will never go hungry!

With a crack, the crispy outer skin of the chicken wings was completely bitten open.

Then...

boom!

A taste nuclear bomb exploded on Qian Chen's taste buds!

With just the taste, Qian Chen realized the absolute gap in strength.

The extremely crispy crust and soft and tender flesh complement each other, and the rich gravy sputters freely in the mouth.

Just the comparison of crisp and soft taste makes the taste reach its peak.

Theoretically, the crisper the crust is to be baked, the longer it takes, but the longer the chicken wings are baked, the older the meat inside will become, and dryer.

It's like a balance, where there are more weights on the side, the balance will fall to the side.

Ordinary, the outside is burnt and the inside is tender, and it can be easily achieved with Qian Chen's grasp of the heat.

But Zhenna didn't know what method she used. The outer skin reached the extreme crispness, but the flesh inside was soft and tender.

The two absolutely contradictory qualities are brought to the extreme together. Just like playing a mobile game, you can become the strongest without krypton gold. It is simply unscientific!

The spices specially prepared by Zhenna, used to marinate chicken wings, broke through the original shackles of Orleans flavor, and bombarded Qian Chen's nasal cavity.

This fragrance is too rough and it directly blows Qian Chen!

No wonder the cooking skills are too different. Going to taste the King of Heaven will prevent the chef from moving forward.

Faced with this desperate distance, the mentality is not strong enough. No ordinary person with a steel-like heart will indeed be severely hit and lose his confidence.

But Qian Chen's current mentality is exactly the opposite.

Facing the King of Heaven's cooking skills that are so magical that Qian Chen is extremely expecting the King of Heaven's cooking skills. The long distance makes his fighting spirit even higher!

If the cooking skills cannot reach its peak, it will be meaningless!

However, just when Qian Chen thought he had already seen the tip of the iceberg of the king's strength, the good show had just begun.

For no reason, Qian Chen suddenly felt that the surroundings suddenly became dark.

Immediately afterwards, Qian Chen found that his body could not move at all.

Qian Chen suddenly lowered his head and was shocked to find that he was actually tied to a cross.

Under his feet, bloody flames were burning, constantly licking his body.

Suddenly, countless resentful and hatred faces appeared around them. They roared, roared, cursed, and attacked him with all the vicious words that Qian Chen could know.

When they gathered together, they only expressed one meaning, which was to let him die!

The unprecedented scene made Qian Chen's heart thrust! He kept beating wildly, as if he would jump out of his chest in the next second.

Then, arms as pale as corpses were stretched out from the flames below.

He grabbed Qian Chen's feet with his arm and dragged him down little by little.

Qian Chen, who was tied to the cross, was dragged into the bloody flames by his arm without any resistance...

"Ha ha!"

Qian Chen suddenly knelt on one knee, his face turned pale, and he was gasping for force.

"Qian Chen, are you okay."

Joan of Arc rushed over and helped him up.

Qian Chen's eyes showed an incredible look.

He never thought that eating delicious food would allow him to experience such a terrifying near-death experience. It was really 'deeply delicious'!
Chapter completed!