Zhou Tian, not far away, was showing off his culinary skills. With a flick of his wrist, the stir-fried rice noodles with beef leapt a meter high from the wok and then accurately fell back into it.
To toss the noodles so high was already not easy, catching them without missing a single one was even more difficult to imagine.
"Zhou Tian's basic skills are very solid. It seems that this time the runner-up has to be him," said Wang Zhe, who was the dean of Blue Sky Culinary School.
People around nodded in agreement; being able to perform such a stir-frying action certainly meant his fundamental skills were solid.
However, the God of Cooking slightly furrowed his brow and said nothing.
Although the cooking was impressive, after all, this was stir-frying, not juggling. Flinging the noodles so high would definitely impact the heat distribution, so in this regard, Zhou Tian had already lost an edge.
Using the heat of the wok, Lin Chen glanced at Anna.
