Saint Eyes: The Magic Doctor

Wu Lai was silently preparing the ingredients in his hands while letting his senses be maximized. A small part of the vertical eye on his forehead had also been opened. It was faintly visible, but no one noticed it.    

    

He was absolutely calm.    

    

Wu Lai used a portion of his energy to pay attention to the people on the scene to search for those who might be infected by the darkness. His other energy was focused on processing the ingredients in his hands.    

    

In an instant, all the chefs in the hall moved.    

    

As the knife rose and the knife fell, a rhythmic sound was heard. The ordinary cutting of vegetables in the hands of ordinary people was like an art in their hands. The ingredients that were cut were neat and beautiful.    

    

"Master Wu's knife skills are so gorgeous..."    

    

Someone exclaimed. Countless eyes were focused on Wu Lai.    

    

Although the other chefs' knife skills were fast and accurate, Wu Lai's knife not only satisfied these three elements, but also strengthened several times.    

    

It was so fast that it was dazzling. There was only one person, but it was as if there were blades and sword shadows. Most importantly, when cutting the vegetables, there was only the slight sound of the ingredients being cut, but the chopping board never made a sound.    

    

A butcher cutting a cow, his skills were close to Dao.    

    

Those chefs merely raised their heads to take a look, and no longer dared to raise their heads. He was not deeply afraid that he would be attracted by Wu Lai's dazzling movements, and that it would cause his uneasiness to collapse in the end.    

    

Wu Lai's movements suddenly paused, but soon returned to normal. However, his movements were very fast, as if nothing had happened in the eyes of others.    

    

The corners of his mouth curled into a smile, as if he had discovered something interesting, but very quickly, he frowned again.    

    

Old Godly Doctor stared at Wu Lai's expression and began to carefully observe everyone present.    

    

Ten minutes later, when the others were still cooking, Wu Lai had already shown up before them.    

    

"Master Wu's speed is indeed astonishing. He has already completed it before everyone else. A finished product had already appeared! Let us see what exactly it is... This is... a snack! It's Mala Soup, stinky tofu, and sugar daddy!" The host's eyes lit up.    

    

They were all people who had gotten sick of eating delicacies. Furthermore, in a place like Beijing... Although there were such snacks, whether they were authentic or not, no one knew, especially when considering the different flavors of different places. These snacks would not be authentic.    

    

Wu Lai cooked the soup of the Mala Soup over and over again while saying, "You can come over if you want to try it. If you want any flavors... There were three kinds of chili sauce beside him, one with color as the main color. It looks red, not really. The main reason is to make the spicy tofu look appetizing. The second one was normal chili sauce, which was acceptable to most people. The third was the special chili sauce. Under normal circumstances, it was more suitable for guests who could eat spicy food. The three types were marked: add spicy food for yourself and pay attention. Especially the special type. You can't add too much. "    

    

Wu Lai didn't even raise his head. In order to make the spicy soup boil faster, he had already secretly used the Force of Nine Yang to quickly boil the essence of the tube-shaped bone. The fragrance of the spicy soup also began to spread throughout the entire hall.    

    

"Just like what Master Wu said in the Yunnan Province's Chef Competition, the best way to absorb people is to use the fragrance. It seems like Master Wu is still following this principle. Everyone, I will start with this tempting fragrance!"