Chapter 1,220 Attack! Japanese Style... Suckling Pig King!

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It seems that these two guys are serious about it. They want to represent the restaurant that has been passed down by their families for thousands of years. In this battle of flavors... oh no, it is the first Master of Chef Competition in the alliance to see who is the best. is number one.

Suddenly, the entire stadium was filled with the atmosphere of a long-standing and ancient competition, as if thousands of years of resentment and expectations had accumulated here, constantly expanding and fermenting, brewing a heavy atmosphere that was about to come.

The audience is happy to see the competition so fierce, which makes it more interesting. However, as a friend of those two guys, I really feel that it is better not to decide the first place, at least not in such a serious manner, as if it is a loser. If you lose, you will lose the share of your ancestors together. This kind of burden is too heavy, even if the adventurer is determined, he cannot afford to lose.

Ahem, in short, let us look forward to the emergence of dark horses.

Leaving aside the fast-food restaurant fight between the colonel and the leader that started to burn with black flames, I turned my attention to other places.

Speaking of the closest thing, it is of course the closest to Aunt Lisa's kitchen. I didn't see Fini staggering a few steps just now and threw herself on her kitchen cutting board. It almost caused a tragedy and turned into a delicious Fini dish. Pudding?

However, we had just finished interviewing Ricken and Hans, and the atmosphere of the game was very depressing because the two had taken on the family responsibility. At this time, it would be better to do some relaxing interviews to lighten the atmosphere.

Aunt Lisa holding a kitchen knife will definitely not be an easy choice.

Let me see...who should I look for? Sister Karina? Although it is a good choice, Sister Karina is indeed a gentle, cheerful and beautiful lady, but as a host, it seems not good to always favor one's acquaintances.

So my eyes turned to another angle again, and finally landed on a person at about four o'clock who exuded a friendly atmosphere and had the unique simplicity and openness of the grassland. I knew at a glance that I was living in Roge. I have lived with my aunt for most of my life.

"Hello, aunt."

When I walked up to him, I first showed a harmless smile and said hello.

"Ah... Hey, long, long... Hello, Mr. Elder."

The aunt didn't seem to have thought that one day she would be on TV. She seemed embarrassed by my sudden appearance. After she quickly stopped what she was doing, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, and she kept giggling nervously.

"Judging from Auntie's accent, she seems to be from Cade Village."

In order to ease the tension of the aunt, I began to try to save the country through twists and turns, first doing the usual things.

"Hey, that's right. The elder is so awesome. You can guess right away that I am from Kaide Village." The aunt smiled with admiration and honor.

I:"……"

This is not a particularly powerful thing. People who have lived in the camp for a period of time can more or less recognize the unique accents of some villages. I just happen to know it. It seems that it is the effect of the elders' halo.

"Ahem, people from Cade Village, Cade Village is a good place."

After coughing a few times, I continued to speak in a coquettish manner.

"Yes. Although I dare not say that it is the number one village in Roge Grassland, the people in our village are all very good."

Sure enough, when I said this, the aunt's expression immediately relaxed a lot, and she raised her head slightly and said with great pride.

"It seems that our auntie contestant likes her hometown very much~~~"

Feini waved her slender fingers playfully and cutely towards the audience. Her natural and cute attributes of a transvestite killed a lot of people with her cuteness in an instant. It seemed that more and more people were joining Feini's fan group. .

"To represent such a proud village and stand on the competition stage, my cooking skills must be very good."

The topic changed and I returned to the topic without any trace.

"Ah haha, it's also...not as exaggerated as the elder said." The aunt smiled sheepishly, but the proud expression on her face did not fade away.

"But when it comes to talking in Kaide Village, I am not boasting. Elder, please look at my hands."

As she said that, the aunt stretched out her hands and showed them in front of me. These were extremely common hands of working women. The nails were dry and crooked, the palms were rough and strong, and there were a lot of calluses on the fingers.

"Can you tell us what's special about your hands, aunt?" Looking left and right, I couldn't see any difference, so I couldn't help but ask.

"It's incredible, this is the Hand of the Sun."

Proud and shy, the aunt spoke every word, as if it contained some big secret. She lowered her chin slightly, leaned forward, and told me solemnly and forcefully.

"Too...Hand of the Sun?"

Although the reasons were different, Feini and I both gasped in unison.

Coach, are you really a big deal about copyright issues?

"Cousin...Cousin meow, although I don't quite understand it, it sounds like he is very powerful, meow~~"

Feini pulled my sleeve and said nervously, looking at the aunt's eyes, she also became awe-inspiring.

It was as if he suddenly knew that the seemingly ordinary and unremarkable pork guy in front of him was the legendary domestic Lingling paint.

"Can you tell us about this pair of Tai... What's the origin of this name?" After a pause, I decided to keep the name vague to minimize the risk of infringement.

"These hands of the sun are just like the sun..."

We don’t know if it was due to the influence of Tai [Beep]’s hand, but in our eyes, the aunt’s voice and expression suddenly became much deeper and more vicissitudes than the previous moment, as if she was an anonymous woman with countless stories hidden.

"What is the sun? For us, the sun is life. With the sun, our crops can grow, we can raise chickens and ducks to survive, and we can see the light."

The aunt told us clearly and pointedly, and finally made a statement.

"So, sir, the sun is life."

"That's it...that's it."

In an instant, I was also stunned. I felt that the aunt in front of me was very extraordinary. According to her, her hands, then... weren't they the hands of life, which could control the life and death of others?

"Okay... so powerful, meow. No wonder my cousin said that masters have been among the people since ancient times~~~"

Not to mention Feini, the shock and admiration on her little face were overflowing, and her legs were trembling.

No... Although it can be understood like this literally, the aunt in front of me is obviously completely beyond the category of [master], so I retorted secretly in my heart.

"What did Auntie do before?"

I swallowed loudly and asked carefully and with a pious attitude. Then I realized something, lowered my voice and added.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else."

"This... this is no big deal."

My aunt seemed to be quite embarrassed by my solemn expression. She tidied up the pink hairband on her head with a shy look, shook her two hairs that were as high as crickets, and then grinned at us. Her mouth showed the refreshing smile unique to prairie women.

"I used to help inoculate and deliver pigs in the village."

I:"……"

Feini: "..."

"This... this Big Mom contestant is really talented, Hand of the Sun, what a good name, ha~~ah haha~~" A stiff smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. In my heart, I had already knocked down the Empire State Building with anger. A hundred times.

This is a scam! ! !

"Cousin, meow ow~~"

Feini, who was in a state of ups and downs, was just like a wet kitten, wailing dejectedly. If there were a pair of cat ears on her head, they must be hanging down along the sides now, limply.

"It's nothing special."

The aunt with a very simple smile obviously didn't notice our emotions and continued to fiddle with her hairband shyly and said.

"It's just because I've been doing it for most of my life and I'm more skilled than others, so everyone talks about me like this..."

"What words?"

The very shy aunt hesitated for a long time before whispering to us.

"Whoever you touch will get pregnant, and whoever you stare at will miscarry."

I:"……"

Feini: "..."

"It's... what an incredible metaphor, haha~~ahha~~" After the Empire State Building, I once again flattened the Pentagon a hundred times.

"Okay, let's see what kind of dishes Auntie will bring us today. Can you tell the audience?"

In order to avoid continuing to dwell on the topic of the Hand of the Sun, I quickly changed the subject and placed the magic loudspeaker in front of Auntie.

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

Seeing such a [high magic] gadget for the first time, the aunt seemed at a loss. She stared at the loudspeaker in front of her, as if she couldn't understand how this black thing could emit such a loud sound. Sound?

"I... what I'm going to make for... today is... Cade-style roasted suckling pig."

After a while, the aunt stammered and said this. The way she was fidgeting and looking around made the audience laugh for a while.

"Can you introduce the materials to us?"

"Yes... yes, the main thing is this, the piglet that is just one month old." The aunt said awkwardly, pointing to a piglet that had been cleaned in the basin.

"Are you good at inoculating and delivering pigs and then using piglets as materials? Auntie is really... a decisive person in killing."

Normally speaking, a young life delivered by one's own hands would be particularly meaningful.

I wiped the slight sweat from my forehead and suddenly felt that this ordinary aunt might be a little bit extraordinary. If she could become an adventurer when she was young, she might be a big shot causing a bloody storm now.

"The name of this dish...Cade-style Roast Suckling Pig, is it named after Auntie's village? Is there any historical story in it?"

As a host, it is at this time to discover these topics that interest everyone.

"Yes, it is indeed a bit..."

When I asked this question, it was obvious that the aunt's pupils shrank, then she narrowed her eyes slightly, looked up at the sky, and exuded an aura of "there is a big story here".

"This Cade-style suckling pig name actually appears for the first time. I named it without permission."

"Meow, meow, meow, aunt is the founder, meow?"

Feini showed a little admiration again, I said you little bitch, you are too easily brought into the atmosphere!

"Why are you named after your own village? Can you tell us the story?" I rolled my eyes at Feini and continued to ask.

"Although it's a bit hard to say, this is my dream."

The aunt was a little embarrassed, but she looked at us and the audience very seriously.

"Everyone knows that my job is to vaccinate pigs and deliver babies. During this job, I gradually realized one thing."

After a pause, under our curious gazes, she continued to speak slowly but forcefully with a serious expression.

"That's why, in the places around me, there are Igris roast suckling pig, Zamani roast suckling pig, French roast suckling pig, but there is no Cade roast suckling pig?"

You have nothing to do with roast suckling pig! There is no connection at all! Is it Grandma Wolf? Do you really want to put the life you have given yourself on the grill? ! !

I roared in my heart and knocked away a hundred tea tables.

And does it really matter? It's already a serious infringement, I seem to have heard the siren, no matter who it is, stop it quickly, you bastard! ! !

"So, my dream is to create my own village of roasted suckling pig, Cade-style roasted suckling pig." After brushing off the shyness in front of her, the aunt announced loudly, pointing her four fingers towards us with great momentum.

“Today I’m going to show you the Cade-style Roast Suckling Pig No. 4, a roasted suckling pig that even horses love to eat!!”

Although I don’t know why horses have to be forced to eat such things, generally speaking, the meat that horses like to eat may not be in line with people’s appetite... no, it should be said that it will definitely not be in line with human appetite...

I am too lazy to explain the copyright issue. I just hope that I will have the opportunity to go to the Time and Space Administration sometime, bring a bottle of Aunt Lisa’s special jam, and let the poor god visit the prison or something.

"Okay... okay, our aunt contestant gave everyone a very exciting speech. Let us encourage her with applause and wish her Cade-style roast suckling pig a smooth birth."

Although I am not optimistic at all how delicious the roasted suckling pig can be made from the pig in front of me that has been ground into grass juice by the aunt and rubbed into a weird green color.

After finishing the interview with the aunt, I felt extremely exhausted.

Although the atmosphere of the interview was very happy, which diluted the depressing atmosphere brought by Ricken and Hans just now, but...how to express this feeling of powerlessness?

I always feel like something is missing in my heart, such as moral integrity, then moral integrity, and moral integrity.

And there seems to be something more on La's shrugged shoulders, such as a copyright crisis, another copyright crisis, and another copyright crisis.

Is this kind of program really okay?

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