Fang Ning had already come out, and there was Xiake Arm next to him.

That's right, he is not a substitute or an institution, he is all Fang Ning himself.

It's just one of them is his body and the other is his soul.

And the only black figure can see through this is the scene.

He saw this scene and nodded secretly: "It turns out that the real identity of Xiake Jia is actually a chef. This is really a big wave of scrubbing the sand, and it is rising by the wind."

"No wonder after all the calculations, I can't calculate the existence of the person Xiake A. I thought that after the power was greatly reduced, there was also a problem with the calculation technique. In fact, it was because the character Xiake A did not exist at all."

"But I haven't seen it yet. This is also a problem. It shouldn't be. Could it be that I have been conspired to have some conspiracy?"

The black shadow was thinking secretly.

And at this time, Fang Ning was still making the final efforts.

"Uncle, can't you hold it again?"

"Impossible. You have been with me for so many years, and you are a lake-level expert, and you have a guide made by the questioner himself. If there are so many advantages, you can't even beat a group of small chefs who are not even at the pond-level level, then you might as well just take a shower and go to bed." The old man said firmly.

"If you fail, don't regret it." Fang Ning intimidated while studying the big pot in front of him.

"If you fail, you will regret it. At that time, you will lose your master. People will only say that Chef Fang has a reputation and can only gang up in small cities and do not have the ability to perform in big scenes. And your mother-in-law and father-in-law will be extremely disappointed with you, and they can wait for those elixirs to prolong their lives." The old man gloated and said.

Fang Ning felt cold all over, his hands shook, and he almost knocked over the pot.

"You are so cruel, you think I'm ugly?" Fang Ning whispered.

"You are content. Now it is a peaceful competition scene. There is no sword or gun. You just let you cook and train you. As the saying goes, God will give you a great task to this person, you must first collect his computer, take his mobile phone, cut off his IFI, cut off his network cable, make him bored, and then sit quietly, drink tea, think about his mistakes, exercise, read, play the piano, practice calligraphy, be wise, enlightened, and diligent, and then become a great man. I am far from being able to do this." The old man said proudly.

"You are cruel enough!" Fang Ning gritted his teeth, knowing that this guy was determined to eat the weight.

But he just didn't understand. If he lost, wouldn't the treasure in the box on the platform be gone?

With this guy's stingy nature, it is absolutely impossible to allow this to happen.

"Hahaha, you must not understand. I just won't cook for you anyway." The old man said with striking words.

"Hmph, I couldn't understand it at first, but as soon as you said it just now, I understood it. In the high platform box, there was only one book of the cooking heritage of the God of Food, and the other treasures should be in your hands." Fang Ning said quietly.

"Hiss..." The old man was shocked, "You actually guessed it in advance!"

"Of course, don't look at who I am? I'm a wise man!" This time it was Fang Ning who was proud.

"What a wise man? You have been in my belly for too long, and you have figured out everything. I highly doubt whether you have peeked at my system freshener through the lockhole again... It seems that locking is not enough, and you have to add a security door." The old man said depressedly.

"Who has the time to peek into your warehouse?" Fang Ning quickly became distressed again after thinking about the answer.

Because this means it is really impossible to let the old man instruct him to cook!

The systematic cooking skills this guy has are no worse than the cooking skills inheritance of the God of Food, and should even be higher.

So it has no motivation to waste time getting that heritage, which is the root cause of the other party's disagreement.

But to myself, the old man is never afraid of being embarrassed, he is afraid of being embarrassed.

He has always been known as "the world's number one divine chef". Although he doesn't feel anything, he is still a serious name with his true identity, not the names that the Knight A has earned.

If you throw away the food in front of everyone, the food you make is not as good as your disciple or other hermit masters, then what kind of appearance will you go out to see people?

As the bastard said, how can I meet Eryue when I go home?

The pills for prolonging life are easy to get, but at worst, it’s enough to fool the old man and embezzle it.

But there is no name for victory, and there is no name for it when it comes out.

Fang Ning closed his eyes and began to recall the systematic cooking skills he had learned before.

The systematic cooking skills I learned in the alchemy room before had a purpose at that time, which was to use them when cooking at home in the future. You can’t let the in-house staff take action at home, right?

So there are no accidents?

Although there will not be many opportunities to cook, there will always be one.

Now he is glad that he has worked hard before, otherwise he will really be fooled now.

…………

After an afternoon, someone took the lead in bringing a pot of fresh and delicious soup to the high platform.

Zhun Daqing first took out a golden spoon and put it into the pot.

The spoon was made of golden light, and the cuckoo nodded and said to the middle-aged woman who brought the pot: "Well, the divine spoon has already recognized it. Although your soup is of the lowest quality, it is also qualified."

The middle-aged woman immediately folded her hands together and thanked: "Thank you, God Spoon, Thank you, God Worm."

Then Chong Daqing took out a pair of silver chopsticks, inserted them into the pot, and picked up some dishes.

The chopsticks did not shine.

"Oh, it's a pity that these magic chopsticks don't think they are good and think that the soup is not in the right place." Chong Daqing said regretfully.

The middle-aged woman's face suddenly turned gray.

She plays for a newly-risen cultivation family, and her cooking skills are naturally top-notch, and she is the kind of person who can win awards in the National God of Cookery Competition.

This time, the other party did not ask her to win, but just said that she had to guarantee a ranking in order to gain a reputation.

Then Chong Daqing took out seven kitchen utensils, including shovels, bowls and basins, and knives... The last nine kitchen utensils, only 4 of which were recognized as low-quality items, and the other 5 items were dissatisfied.

"Don't worry, and I, as long as I agree, they are nothing." Zhun Daqing said with a promise.

"Uh..." The middle-aged woman was still in ignorance, and the auxiliary team behind her had already shook her.

After a while, she realized and immediately begged: "As long as the gods can recognize us, we will be rewarded."

When Chong Daqing heard this, he smiled happily. Just as he was about to agree, he heard a steady and atmospheric voice.

"In broad daylight, can this god's inheritance also cause a dirty incident of openly asking for bribes?"

Chong Daqing gritted his teeth in anger at the moment. It was Daqinglong who ruined his good thing again...

The other party is always like his father, standing on the same principle in everything, leaving it with nothing to say.

"Of course not. I have always been an honest bug when I touch my conscience. This time, I will only evaluate the truth and will never abuse my power." Its insect legs pressed hard on its chest.

Everyone looked at each other, and then they understood why a chef had to bring this invincible hero in to make up the numbers in a competition.

So that's the case, the other party must have long believed that as long as the fairness of the competition can be guaranteed, it will definitely fall into his family.

When everyone thought of this, their morale plummeted and they were a little absent-minded.
Chapter completed!