Chapter Eight Hundred and Ninth Rich Young Man

The boy casually took out one million taels of silver bills without blinking his eyes!

this friend.

I often laugh and make a deal!

"Are you still hungry? Would you like another bowl of fried rice?"

"Eating fried rice alone is not nutritious."

"Zi Yan, go to the river to catch chicken and carp, and ask Dudu to make him a sweet and sour carp to replenish his body."

Once Sect Master Jun became enthusiastic, it was really unbearable.

"Sweet and sour carp?"

The young man exclaimed: "This seems to be a dish made by a girl named Liu Wanshi during the cooking competition in Yangzhou, Southwest China, right?"

"Have you heard of it?" Jun Chang smiled stunned.

"Of course!"

The boy said, "I don't have any hobbies, I just like to eat all the delicious food in the world!"

All right.

A person who has the same hobbies as Zhen Dejun!

It's a pity that the cultivation base is scumbag, and there is no need to win over the sect, etc... If this guy is very rich, it can be reluctantly accepted.

"Cough cough."

Jun Chang smiled and moistened his throat, pointed to Liu Wanshi and said, "She is Liu Wanshi, and she also made the sweet and sour carp."

"what!"

The boy widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "You...you are Liu Wanshi??"

"Yeah." Liu Wanshi said.

"My God, my God!"

The teenager stood up, then pinched his face hard, and said, "I'm not dreaming? Is it really her!"

Jun Changxiao put his hands behind his back and introduced himself: "My lord, Jun Changxiao, the sect master of the Eternal Sect."

The young man obviously didn't care about him, but looked at Liu Wanshi carefully and said, "No wonder the fried rice just now was so delicious, it turned out to be made by the champion of cooking!"

"Little friend."

Jun Chang smiled and said, "I don't know your identity yet?"

"Miss Liu."

The young man said seriously: "If you can eat the sweet and sour carp you made, it must be a blessing for Sansheng!"

"..."

Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched.

A dignified head of a top three sect, was so ignored, or is it that in the eyes of foodies, the most important thing is the chef?

"Zi Yan, why are you still standing there?" Jun Changxiao urged, "Go catch fish quickly."

"Yes!"

The Ziyan Demon King Ma Liu left.

Ordinarily, as the king of the orcs, it must be shameful to do such a thing, but thinking that I can eat the sweet and sour carp made by Liu Wanshi immediately, I am still very diligent and excited.

"Little friend, my disciple has to go to the God of Cookery contest and cook for you, I'm afraid it will delay the schedule..." Jun Chang smiled.

The teenager heard what he meant, so he scratched his head and said, "I have no money."

No money?

Jun Chang smiled with disappointment on his face.

"but."

The teenager paused and said, "I have 10,000 natural spirit stones here. If Miss Liu doesn't dislike it, I would like to compensate for the delay in the trip."

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it." Jun Chang smiled.

With one million taels of silver notes and 10,000 natural spirit stones, he is indeed a friend worthy of deep friendship!

But how can one go on the road alone?

Aren't you afraid of being robbed by others?

It is possible that the family members are very strict, and they are not allowed to go out.

The world of the rich is really incomprehensible.

system:"……"

As a host, he has no other advantages, except that he has a big brain.

The young man was so arrogant, he took out 10,000 natural spirit stones without wrinkling his brows from beginning to end, as if the thing was not him.

"The fish is here!"

The Demon King Ziyan caught a few carp from the lake.

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Dudu, make a sweet and sour carp for this little friend."

"All right.

"

Liu Wanshi put on an apron, selected the most suitable carp, put it on the cutting board, and began to skillfully remove the scales and internal organs.

The young man exclaimed: "From the way of flowing clouds and flowing water, it can be seen that Miss Liu must be a master chef!"

...

Two quarters later.

The sweet and sour carp with a U shape is out of the pot and placed on the temporarily taken out dining table.

Because the recipes and practices are involved, the cooking process is omitted, in order to prevent those who are interested in taking it away and applying for intangible cultural heritage.

"Try it." Liu Wanshi said.

"Um."

The boy did it, then gently opened the package on the table.

Inside there are plates, spoons and a pair of chopsticks. Judging from the color, it seems to be made of gold!

"Fuck."

Jun Changxiao said in surprise: "Rich people!"

I always use bamboo chopsticks, porcelain bowls, etc. to eat by myself. I occasionally use the disposable multi-functional hot and cold plastic cups from the mall. This kind of food utensils made of precious minerals has never been thought of!

A hint of surprise appeared in Liu Wanshi's bright eyes.

What she cares about is not the expensive tableware, but the slow and careful movements of the other party.

The teenager set the tableware, gently picked up the chopsticks, and the whole process was orderly, especially his eyes showed a very serious luster.

Jun Changxiao secretly said: "This is a connoisseur of food!"

The boy picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

Instead of chewing, he used the taste buds on his tongue to fully feel the food.

gradually.

Brows furrowed, stretched out, and frowned again...

The expression on the boy's face kept changing, as if the battle was tragic.

Dude!

You eat it!

Jun Changxiao looked anxious and wanted to rush over and grab the food in his mouth to help him eat it.

After tasting it carefully, the boy began to chew.

As the teeth moved each time, as the gravy gradually spread out in his mouth, he closed his eyes, and his soul seemed to have flown out of the sky.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and dripped down his cheeks onto the table.

The teenager swallowed the food, then put down his chopsticks, raised his arms to wipe his tears, and choked up, "I can eat such delicious food, I have no regrets in this life!"

"..." Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched.

Don't look at this guy's age, he looks quite sophisticated in his words and actions.

"afraid!"

The teenager put a space ring on the table and said, "How can the delicacy in the world be measured by ten thousand spirit stones, there are still ten thousand, please take it!"

Jun Changxiao took it away, clasped his fists and said, "From the details of Xiaoyou's meal, I can see that this seat must be a master in eating!"

The young man was quite ashamed and said, "Although I am lazy, I only have more research on eating, and it is difficult for me to eat ordinary food."

"I starve myself out and insist not to eat what I don't like, I can see it!" Jun Chang laughed.

The boy smiled, put away the tableware and said, "I'm full."

"You're full after one bite?" Jun Chang smiled stunned.

The boy said, "I don't eat to satisfy my hunger, but to eat carefully. What's more, I just ate a bowl of fried rice before."

"..."

Such a wonderful creature deserves to pass out of hunger.

"that……"

The Demon King Ziyan said, "Can I eat?"

Seeing that the teenager was eating and crying, his stomach had already started to churn.

"Eat."

brush!

The Demon King Ziyan came over, not as professional as a teenager, he just opened his mouth to take a big bite, and then began to burst into tears.

...

"What's your surname, little friend?"

"Don't give your surname Qian, just call me if you don't have much money."

"Good name!"

"Listen to what Sect Master Jun said just now, you want to take Miss Liu to the God of Cookery contest?"

"good."

"I just happen to be going to Dazun Imperial City, I wonder if I can go with you?"

"No problem, but what is Brother Qian doing in the imperial city?"

"Thanks to the sponsor's love, let Qian be the judge of this year's God of Cookery competition."

"Oh."

ga————

Jun Changxiao stopped suddenly, and said with a dull face: "You...you are the judge of the God of Cookery competition?"

"This is my review token."

Qian Duo took out a gold-trimmed token, which read - the chief judge of the 49th God of Cookery Competition.

I go!

Still the general reviewer!

"Brother Qian, you and I see each other like old friends, and I hate to meet each other late. I can't ask for this silver note and 20,000 spirit stones. Please take it as soon as possible."