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Chapter 232 Warning(2/2)

Let those people who came to the capital excitedly search for it slowly. Anyway, as long as they find out the results, I will know sooner or later."

"Young Master, I dare to bet that if anyone said that the Immortal Medical School is not only good at medicine but also good at cooking, you would run faster than any other family and look for someone harder than anyone else."

"Ah Da Ye, who knows me. I started my career as a cook. What else can I study if I don't specialize in cooking? So, you guys should pay more attention to the matter of finding immortal medical disciples and pay attention to the movements of those guys. Young Master, I still have two

He doesn't listen to what's going on outside the window and concentrates on studying how to be good at cooking."

"Young Master, this is not a small blow to you. You have studied cooking skills for many years, and the food you cook is mostly black food, which makes people dare not compliment you."

"Anyone who dares to say that my cooking skills are poor or that what I cook is dark must have not washed his eyes when he woke up in the morning. Didn't you hear Chef Wen say that the pork stewed vermicelli I made is amazing?"

"Young Master, I remember Chef Wen said that the pork vermicelli you made is basically good enough for people to eat."

"If you can meet people, doesn't it mean you can become a master? Humph, Ah Dao's brain is getting worse and worse."

"Yes, yes, yes, my little brain is not very bright. Young Master, you are talented and smart. If your talent in cooking is as high as your martial arts understanding, I will definitely thank God and thank my ancestors." The young master makes one every time.

It’s a dark dish, and as a personal bodyguard, I’m “lucky” to be the first to taste it, but I’m tired of it and don’t like it!

"Forget it, I won't talk to people like you who don't understand the style. I'll go back and continue to study cooking skills. Ah Da, why don't you wait for me to change my clothes?" After being poured a basin of cold water on him, Xuan Shao felt a little depressed.

Your art is obviously very good, why is no one appreciating it?
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