Chapter 1757 The Bet with the System

After dinner time, Yuanzhou began to check the tasks, because he seemed to vaguely hear the task reminder while cooking.

In Master 2 among Masters, the mission progress has become fifteen, and half of the thirty places have been completed.

"I haven't exerted my strength yet, and it's already halfway done. What is the protagonist's luck? This is the protagonist's luck. I can complete the task at home without moving." Yuan Zhou's tone was very proud.

Yuan Zhou looked at his task list, which proved that today's steak was a success. Baier, Doroma, and Marisiero were all conquered.

Yuan Zhou didn't know from the beginning to the end that Jeremi and his party came here specifically for him, and to be precise, the stupid prairie dog trio actually came here with the intention of causing trouble.

From Yuan Zhou's point of view, they were just like ordinary guests who came for a steak and then left.

"I think about it, so far, the foreign masters I admire should mainly come from Asian countries such as Japan and Thailand."

"That is to say..."

"Wait a minute, I don't have to think about how to complete it. I am so lucky that foreign masters will come to my door in the future." Yuan Zhou muttered in his heart.

The system would not speak at this time if it could bear it, but the system really couldn't bear it anymore!

"Host, please work hard to complete the task, and don't have unrealistic illusions and develop a lazy mind." This sentence is bold and red, which is very conspicuous.

Yuan Zhou presented the evidence and said, "What do you mean by unrealistic? Isn't the arrival of two Western food masters, Marisiero and Doloma, not enough to prove my words?!"

The system now reads: "Whenever you take a breath..."

Yuan Zhou said: "If you have the ability, take a gamble."

The system displayed the words: "What to bet on."

"If no three foreign masters take the initiative to come to dinner within the next month, I will lose." Yuanzhou thought for a while and said the bet: "Of course I will not take the initiative to promote it."

The system simply displayed: "What's the bet?"

"If I win, you can only call me Master Host from now on." Yuan Zhou said simply: "If I lose, I will only call you System Boss from now on."

The stakes were a bit high, and the system went silent. You know, it was a shame to call the host because of the coriander from Dalong Mountain.

"It turns out that the system is also afraid." The sarcasm in Yuan Zhou's words almost overflowed.

The system's judgment of cooking skills is actually always higher than that in reality. To put it simply, those who are called masters in reality may not necessarily be the same in the system, such as Wang Mingjie before.

The average age of Master Chefs will never be lower than forty-five, and there is no reason for them to move around. The system used big data to investigate during the period of silence. Recently, even in Asia, there have not been any large-scale cooking gatherings or exchange arrangements.

According to Yuan Zhou's reputation, it is possible for a cooking master to visit within a month, but three is a bit of a stretch.

The system calculated the probability and found that the chance of Yuan Zhou winning this bet was only 0.07%, which was seven out of ten thousand.

It can't possibly lose! It has no reason to lose.

Yuanzhou asked: "Betting or not?"

The system now reads: "This system agrees to this bet."

It's done.

Grandpa Mao once said that there is endless joy in fighting against the sky, endless joy in fighting against the earth, and endless joy in fighting against people. Now Yuan Zhou adds that there is endless joy in fighting against the system!

In fact, Yuan Zhou has no chance of winning, but if he wins, he will make a lot of money. If he loses, he will just be called the system boss.

What's more, is it okay to give in to the system?

On one side, Yuan Zhou and the system had finished their discussion, while on the other side, Droma and Marisiero were also having a heated argument.

"You stupid groundhog, why is it so difficult to communicate with you?!" Droma asked.

Marishello was also very angry: "If you call me groundhog again, I will fall out."

"Falling out? Are you saying that you want to fight with me with your skinny arms and thin legs?" Droma looked at Marisiero up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.

The combined age of the two of them is almost 150 years old, but they still have a lot of quarrels.

If Jérémy was here at this time, he could act as a lubricant and ease the irritable atmosphere, but Jérémy went to the painting god's cabin, and now only Baier was in the room.

And Baier... was weak, pitiful and helpless, and could only tremble in the corner.

The main reason for the quarrel between the two elders was that Doloma and Marishello always believed that Yuanzhou's steak could get a hundred points, a hundred-point system.

Then Marishello thought his steak was 98 points, while Doloma's was 96 points. And Droma's score was even more unkind. He scored 98 points for himself and only 90 points for Marishello.

Therefore, the quarrel has been going on for half an hour, and Bayer has been sitting on pins and needles for half an hour.

It's not that he doesn't want to speak. If he helps his teacher, the teacher will scold him instead. Help Marisierro... Bayer is not stupid.

"It is unreasonable to question a master who is also a master of such good cooking skills." Droma said about another topic.

Marishello nodded, as he would have felt rude if anyone had doubted him in this way.

"After we visit in a few days, I think we can bring some gifts to Yuan." Marisiello said.

A groundhog is a groundhog, and his brain is never enough. Dorama sighed in his heart, and then asked: "Then what gift do you think you should bring?"

With one word, Marisiero was stunned. If there was anything Yuan Zhou needed now, it would be difficult to find him. Any gift would be inappropriate.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Marisiero glanced at his nemesis.

Droma had no choice, and the discussion fell into silence.

At this time, Beyer said weakly: "Teacher, and Mr. Marisiero, I have some ideas. "

"What do you think?" Dorama said: "If you have an idea and you don't tell me, why are you standing here?"

Marishello said: "Speak quickly, speak quickly, you, like your teacher, like to keep things hidden in your heart."

"Uh, that's it." Baier said: "I just came out of Mr. Yuan's restaurant and searched for Mr. Yuan's deeds on the Internet. I found one of Mr. Yuan's advantages. This may be why Mr. Yuan The reason why you are so young but your cooking skills are so high.”

Droma and Marishello nodded and waited for Baier to continue.

Baier didn't dare to show off and said quickly: "Communication, Mr. Yuan likes to communicate with other chefs. From the information I collected online, Mr. Yuan has organized many large and small cooking exchange meetings."

No art can rest on its laurels. Strictly speaking, Dorama and Marishello will also communicate with Western chefs of the same level, but they cannot be said to like to communicate.

"Okay, I understand." Dorama said with some eyebrows.

Marishello asked, "What do you understand?"

"Since Yuan likes cooking exchanges, in order to make up for our rudeness, we will hold a small Western chef exchange here for Yuan." Dorama said.

"This is a good method." Marishello: "I haven't seen some of my old friends for a long time. It would be nice to take this opportunity to invite them to visit China."

"Okay, let's invite three people respectively." Dorama: "Including the two of us and Yuan, I think the exchange between nine people will be very good."

Marishello nodded in agreement: "No problem."

As we spoke, the matter was settled.

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