Chapter 817 If You Can't Be a Cook, Go Back and Inherit the Wealth of Wanguan

Jun Changxiao never imagined that the real identity of the young man he rescued would be Song Bao, a disciple of the God of Cookery!

So.

What if you don't have much money?

Jun Changxiao thought about it for a while, and knew that this product must be impersonating. As for the reason, only he knew in his heart.

A successor of a chef who can starve himself out on the road is absolutely amazing!

Or.

This guy did it on purpose, deliberately approached Liu Wanshi?

"No, no."

Jun Changxiao rubbed his temples and said, "My brain is a little messed up, I have to carefully stroke it."

If this guy approached deliberately, why did he generously give money and spirit stones?

and.

Why is there not much money impersonating?

Jun Changxiao, who has a big brain hole, suddenly realized that the more he thinks about it, the more unreasonable there are, and he can't guess what the guy's intentions are at all!

The system gloated on the misfortune: "It's rare to see the host slumped, so why am I so happy."

"roll!"

...

Speaking of the ring.

When the contestants heard what Song Bao said, their eyes widened.

The recognized favorite to win this God of Cookery contest actually thinks that it is difficult for him to beat this girl in cooking!

Courtesy?

Humble words?

However, judging from his eyes, he was clearly serious.

Liu Wanshi said with a puzzled face: "You... don't you have a lot of money? Why are you Song Bao again?"

"Don't hide Miss Liu."

Song Bao scratched his head and said, "My surname is Qian and my name is Song Bao. Not much money is my father."

"He asked me to worship the god of food. Unless I can use my surname if I am successful, I have to go home and inherit the property."

"So it is." Liu Wanshi understood.

Jun Changxiao, who has always released his spiritual thoughts, heard the words, and suddenly realized, and his heart collapsed: "Let my son be a cook, and if he doesn't do well, he will come back and inherit the Wanguan family property. Not much money is also a superb and wonderful thing."

"Shh!"

Qian Songbao said, "This is my secret, don't tell anyone else."

Contestant: "..."

The people of the whole continent: "..."

Should we cooperate with him at this time and pretend not to hear?

...

"So Song Bao is Qian Songbao!"

"Although the Qian family has a group of wives and concubines, there is only one son under his knees!"

"I thought that the disciple of God of Cooking was very ordinary, but I didn't expect to have such a proud father!"

"I heard that the Qian family likes to eat very much. As long as the food he cooks is appetizing, he would rather pay a lot of money, even for Lingshi."

Jun Changxiao twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "This is very similar to his father."

"The son of the Qian family has been very lazy since he was a child. It is said that he never took chopsticks until he was seven years old, so he let the servants use a spoon to feed him one bite at a time."

"The landlord's son is a cow!"

"It's incredible that such a lazy person can become a disciple of the God of Cookery!"

"Maybe it's Patriarch Qian who spends money to let his son worship the god of food."

"Sure enough, money can make a ghost run the mill!"

Everyone was emotional.

However, there are also doubts about Qian Songbao's cooking skills.

Money can buy the identity of a disciple of the God of Cookery, but it is difficult to buy cooking skills with money.

The contestants thought so too.

Therefore, the initial vigilance against Qian Songbao gradually weakened, and he secretly said: "Why should I be afraid of a guy who relies on his father."

As for what he said to Liu Wanshi just now, the big guy didn't take it to heart.

Some people even think that this guy may know that he is not really capable, so he will find a step to go down in advance, so as not to be embarrassed at that time.

Jun Chang smiled and said, "The unpredictable little guy."

"Why do you pretend to be your father?" Liu Wanshi said.

Qian Songbao smiled and said, "It's fun.

"

"..."

Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched violently.

The son pretends to be Laozi, just because it is fun, and definitely does not take the usual path!

"All right."

Liu Wanshi stopped talking.

Although she was surprised by Qian Songbao's identity, since she participated in the God of Cooking competition, she naturally had to focus on the competition.

"Miss Liu."

Qian Songbao said: "The clothes are good."

Liu Wanshi said proudly: "This is what my ancestors of the ancient culinary arts once wore!"

"I see."

Qian Songbao's eyes lit up with respect, and said, "Liu Wanshi, dare to ask the ancestors of Wangu Zong's cooking method?"

"this……"

Jun Changxiao gave Liu Wanshi a voice transmission and said, "Our ancestor of the ancient culinary arts is called Yi Yin."

"Yi Yin."

"Yi Yin?"

Qian Songbao secretly said, "I haven't heard Shizun mention this character."

It's right if you haven't heard of it, because Yi Yin is a native of China, a famous statesman and thinker in the early Shang Dynasty, one of the earliest known figures of Taoism, and is also known as the ancestor of Chinese chefs.

Huang Jinduan announced loudly: "The 50th God of Cookery Competition has officially started. All contestants are invited to enter the venue and choose their own stove!"

"It's finally starting!"

When the crowd was rarely excited, the light curtain screen turned into an advertisement, and the grumpy almost spit out blood.

Nima!

It's also unsightly!

...

"call out!"

After the advertisement is over, the light curtain presents the picture.

All 120 contestants were seated, and ten people were already seated on the jury.

These judges are more professional than the judges on the Culinary Competition, and all of them are top food appraisers.

Liu Wanshi chose a corner, which is the kind of place that is hard to find without looking carefully, and Qian Songbao happened to be next to it.

To be precise, this guy came here on purpose.

"Miss Liu."

He whispered: "Play freely in the first round. If you make candied carp, there will be no suspense in the promotion."

Liu Wanshi said nothing, and carefully cleaned the cooking utensils.

She came here to participate in the God of Cookery contest, representing the Eternal Sect, so naturally she did not dare to be negligent.

Qian Songbao began to prepare very wisely.

"brush!"

With one hand on the handle of the wok, the slightly lazy eyes suddenly turned cold.

"expert!"

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Absolutely expert!"

"The first round of the God of Cookery Competition is free to play!"

Huang Jinduan said loudly: "Every contestant, please make your own dishes in one hour, and you can advance to the next round after the evaluation reaches 80 points."

"One of the ten judges will give a maximum of 10 points. Only 80 points can advance to the next round, which means that the average score is 8 points. This God of Cookery competition is indeed more difficult than the cooking competition!"

The crowd exclaimed.

"Start!" Huang Jinduan shouted.

"Hoohoo!"

As soon as the words fell, the contestants condensed the flames and poured them into the stove, and the whole ring was suddenly filled with hot and dry breath.

"Everyone who came to participate in the God of Cookery contest has mastered a fire element!"

"These flames are not for fighting, they all belong to the culinary department."

"Huh? The Wangu Sect disciple and the God of Cookery disciple didn't act? Didn't the two of them hear that the game has started?"

One was the only woman participating, and the other was a disciple of the God of Cookery, so Liu Wanshi and Qian Songbao naturally attracted the attention of many people.

"Miss Liu."

Qian Songbao smiled and said, "I started."

"brush!"

While speaking, when he turned his wrist, purple flame erupted in his fingers, and immediately merged into the stove.

"Purple Hidden Fire!"

"This is one of the strongest flames for cooking!"

"This God of Cookery disciple has real materials, and it is definitely not piled up with money!"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

The Ziyin Fire was burning wildly, and the temperature it showed instantly suppressed other flames, as if standing out from the crowd!

"call!"

Liu Wanshi let out a breath, then looked up at Jun Changxiao, who gave an encouraging smile and said, "Girl, believe in yourself!"

"Um!"

Liu Wanshi raised her hand, her bright eyes shining brightly.

"Om!"

The word "stove" originally hidden on the skin suddenly appeared.

"Hoohoo ——————"

The kitchen fire roared out and immediately merged into the stove. When the flames rose, the temperature in the entire venue rose instantly!

"Shhhhhh!"

The flames of other stoves could not bear the oppression, and instantly turned from high to weak, as if it could be extinguished at any time!

The faces of the contestants changed in shock.

They all followed the momentum and saw the kitchen fire in the stove, which was like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, and all of them were shocked: "This... what kind of flame!"

The nearest Qian Songbao's face changed again and again.

Even if he tried hard to control Ziyin Huo, he couldn't change the result of being in a weak position, so he exclaimed: "I can make my flame bow my head, this flame is definitely the strongest culinary fire type!"

When Liu Wanshi released the kitchen fire, the flames in the arena were completely suppressed and could not raise their heads. It can be said that when the strongest flame came out, who could compete with it!

Jun Changxiao leaned on the back of the chair, shrugged helplessly, and said, "Absolutely crushed, no suspense."

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