Six Hundred and Fifty-One Fierce Competition and Warm Competition...

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On the dining table in the hall, dishes with delicious aromas were closely next to each other, covering the whole table. At a glance, the light smoke that made people swallowed filled the entire hall, even if it was It radiated out from the window, and soon new ones appeared from above. I believe that people who see this scene will drool and have an appetite...

Wuyan and Asuna stood opposite each other, one with her chest around her chest and the other with her hips on her hips. They didn't even look at the dishes on the table. However, the atmosphere that the storm is about to come fills the scene, and people who don't know think that the two have some deep hatred...

At a certain moment, the two of them spoke at the same time.

"twelve!"

"Nine!"

The two numbers came out of their mouths at the same time, and when they reached the ears of the other, the expressions of the two also changed, Wu Yan smiled proudly, while Asuna was Full of unwillingness.

"Hmph..." Asuna snorted coldly and said unconvincingly, "The quantity of dishes is not the condition that determines the outcome, the key is the deliciousness of the dishes!"

"You can't say that either..." Wu Yan certainly wouldn't let Asuna wipe out her record so easily. "Sometimes the amount of cooking is also very important. If it can't satisfy other people's stomachs, then it is useless no matter how delicious it is. After all, cooking is a kind of thing that exists only to be full!"

"It's just three more dishes than me, what's so great!"

"At least it proves that I beat you!"

"No! It's deliciousness that decides the outcome!"

"Then I beat you a game!"

"You guy, it's definitely me who will win!"

"Wrong! Since I can beat you one game, I can beat you two games!"

"I won't let you continue to be arrogant!"

"Oh? Is it? There will be a time when you will admit defeat!"

"..."

"..."

After a while of mouth cannons,

There was not only electricity fighting between the two, but even the background was completely covered with flames. A volcano rose from the middle of the two and erupted immediately, indicating the confrontation between Wu Yan and Asuna. degree of heat.

"Then. First of all, it's me!" Asuna put the nine dishes she cooked in front of Wu Yan. His eyes were tight and speechless.

"Let's talk about it first, it must be evaluated fairly. If I have personal feelings, I will be angry..."

Wordlessly rolled his eyes. "Do I look like such an unreasonable person?…"

"Sah. Who knows..."

Leave a word that doesn't hurt. Asuna handed the cutlery to Wu Yan. Wu Yan took it over, sat on the seat, and looked at the nine dishes that were fragrant in front of him. I sighed in admiration, at least from the appearance, Asuna's cooking is attractive enough.

Using a knife and fork to stick a piece of meat with tempting sauce, he glanced at it silently, put it in his mouth, closed his eyes, and chewed it seriously.

On the opposite side, Asuna's expression turned a little nervous, and she was a little surprised. What was she nervous about? …

Are you nervous about his opinion? …

Do not! Will not! I'm just nervous about the outcome, yes, that's right...

Unaware of the entanglement in Asuna's heart at this moment, Wu Yan swallowed the food in her mouth, opened her eyes, and looked at the plate of dishes with a little surprise.

"How...how..." Not knowing whether she was anxious or nervous, Asuna stammered and held her breath.

"It's surprisingly delicious..."

"Really...really?..." Asuna suddenly smiled, but she was suddenly relieved. This inexplicable feeling startled her, and she secretly felt anger in her heart, and then she returned to her normal heart.

Wuyan tasted Asuna's food again, and said with admiration: "This tastes very good, and the sauce is also very good, what is it made of?"

"Secret~~Secret~~~" Asuna let out a charming smile, and said a little mischievously, "I made this myself, it's the only one, there's no other place to eat it, except for you. No one has ever eaten it before, how? It's an honor, right?…”

"Yes, yes..." Wu Yan perfunctoryly perfunctory her, and tasted other dishes. "Well, the craftsmanship is really good, of course, the good ingredients are also a reason..."

"After all, it is a rare ingredient, and it has a certain foundation when it is made. Coupled with the careful special preparation, the taste will naturally be much better." Asuna did not deny it. After all, rare ingredients themselves are very precious, and she usually does Rare ingredients are used to cook dishes, and some are very limited, let alone all dishes are made with rare ingredients, which was unimaginable in the past.

Sitting across from Wuyan, Asuna looked at Wuyan who was constantly tasting the food she was cooking, her expression softened involuntarily, she put her hand on her cheek, with a smile on her face, Asuna just watched Wu Yan on the opposite side was eating, and his heart melted at this moment...

It didn't take long for Asuna's nine dishes to be eaten by Wuyan, which made the smile on Asuna's face get bigger and softer, and her joyful emotions were undisguised. .

"How? My cooking..." Asuna raised her eyebrows and hooked her fingers at Wu Yan provocatively. "No personal emotions..."

"Well..." Wu Yan closed his eyes, thought for a while, and then said, "Ninety percent!"

"Huh?..." Asuna puffed out her cheeks. "How come it's only ninety percent?"

"People who have cooking skills have a high taste. The higher the cooking skills, the higher the requirements..." Wu Yan turned to the side, and said to Asuna in a relaxed manner: "Ninety percent is already very good..."

Asuna turned her head and muttered, "You have a reason..."

"The conditions are the same, aren't you also a chef?" Wu Yan shook his head and chuckled.

"Well, it's about me..." Standing up, Wu Yan cleaned up all the plates that he had eaten, and then put all his dishes on the table, and said while placing the plates.

"I always feel a little disadvantaged, it's a little cold, and the taste will definitely drop by a level..."

"Isn't it still steaming..." Asuna said with a smile, "If it wasn't completely cold, the smell wouldn't dissipate much..."

"It doesn't matter to me, I have the confidence to win you anyway when it's cold!"

"Speak big..." These words, as Wu Yan's cooking was all put up, the tone became more and more empty, until the end Asuna did not continue to say anything else, because she had no spare time. When I came to talk, I put all my attention on my eyes and used it to look at the dishes in front of me.

In front of Asuna were twelve dishes that could be called works of art. On an extremely ordinary plate, the dishes inside were not as simple as hers, but formed a pair of exquisite dishes. Patterns, like paintings, are dotted on the inside of the plate, as if they were carved, and they look amazing.

A trace of heat permeated the exquisitely assembled dishes. The strong aroma and the visually striking dishes made Asuna feel a little greedy just by looking at it. If she tried its taste again. …

Seeing Asuna staring at the dinner plate, the corners of Wu Yan's mouth twitched.

"What's the matter? Admit defeat?..."

Asuna was startled, she blushed when she regained her senses, and turned her head away. "I won't admit defeat! It's just a little more beautiful, the important thing is..."

"The taste, I know..." Wu Yan smiled. "Then you haven't tried it yet, Mr. Deputy Commander..."

"Just taste it!" As if in a fit of anger, Asuna picked up a delicious piece of meat and sipped it in in an instant. Asuna's eyes widened immediately after this ingestion.

With a wicked smile in his hands, he said, "How is it? Have you taken it?..."

"It's not... It's not..." Asuna shouted, holding back something, "This kind of thing..."

"Don't forget!" Wu Yan interrupted her, looking directly into Asuna's eyes. "No personal emotions..."

"Ugh..." Asuna whimpered, glanced at Wu Yan with tears in her eyes, swallowed a piece of meat again, and then reluctantly whimpered...

"One... One hundred..."

Victory is over! (To be continued..)