Zhuang Dafang said righteously: "It's okay, I'll give you a mat if I really fall down. Who told us to be brothers?"

Zhu Laoer was so embarrassed that he waved to Su Le desperately, meaning that he would let this kid go over quickly and not stay outside and embarrassingly.

Su Le said to Zhuang generously: "I've gone in, let your brothers keep a low profile."

Zhuang Dafang nodded: "Su Le, I will win, my brothers and I will support you outside!"

Su Le turned around and walked quickly towards Zhu Laoer. After just a few steps, he heard the cheers of the little beggars from behind: "Su Le Su Le, the king of cooking, unify the world, for thousands of years..."

If it weren't for so many people, Zhu Laoer would have kicked this guy in the butt and kicked him back to the meat factory directly.

Qian Guisheng also saw that the second senior brother's face was not good, and looked at Su Le and said, "You are Su Le!"

Zhu Laoer said: "This is your third uncle!"

Su Le smiled and said, "Hello, uncle of the third master, my nephew Su Le, pays you peace!"

Qian Guisheng laughed and said, "Su Le, I have been famous for you for a long time." Although Qian Guisheng is only half a person in the officialdom, he has already learned the false and polite words of the officialdom. How famous can Su Le have? Before today, he didn't know this name.

Zhu Laoer said: "Where did you find these little beggars?"

Su Le said: "I didn't look for it. They came here by themselves. There was a friend of mine. I don't know how he knew that I was going to attend the competition in the Banquet Hall today."

Qian Guisheng sneered in his heart. He didn't believe that the beggar cheerleaders were from him. It was probably hired by Zhu Laoer's disciples for money. He looked at him with admiration after not seeing him for three days. He didn't expect that the low-key second brother in the past also knew how to build momentum.

The noise outside was too big, and even the movement inside the banquet hall was alarmed by the movement.

There were also interviews in the Yanxi Hall. Shen Yingnan, Qian Xiaohong and Mao Qingzhong were standing there. There were reporters busy taking photos and reporters busy asking questions. The three of them stood very well and acted politely. Shen Yingnan obviously had considerable experience in dealing with interviews. He talked in front of the camera without any stage fright, but he did not have as many powerful fans as support from Su Le.

When Shen Yingnan saw Zhu Laoer, he was stunned. After all, he felt a little guilty in front of Zhu Laoer. It was him who used his feelings to hurt Zhu Xiaojiao, thus excluding this opponent whose comprehensive strength was better than him. When Zhu Laoer drew his sword, he was murderous. With the momentum at that time, Zhu Laoer wanted to kill him and then hurry up. Fortunately, his father was present and blocked Zhu Laoer's sword for him. Looking back now, Shen Yingnan was still panicked.

Fortunately, Zhu Laoer's eyes did not stop after scanning his face, but walked directly to the backyard.

Su Le wanted to follow him, but Zhu Lao Er waved his hand and signaled him to wait in the hall.

The four judges specially invited were already preparing. Only Qi Cuiting and his deceased husband's four disciples were left in the flower hall in the backyard. This was the most neat time since Miao Suiyi passed away fifteen years ago.

A random photo of the Southeast chef seedlings was already placed on the table in the middle of the flower hall. Qi Cuiting took the lead in burning incense and said, "Since you are here, kowtow to your master first."

Shen Wantang and Zhu Laoer looked at each other, but neither of them spoke. Shen Wantang limped towards the case and knelt down first, and the other three people also knelt down beside him.

Qi Cuiting looked at her husband's portrait and whispered: "Old man, if you have spirit in the sky, open your eyes and see. Today your disciples are all coming to see you."

One sentence made all the four disciples present bow their heads. They had very little contact with each other over the years, and they were indeed a little ashamed of their master.

Qi Cuiting said: "The reason I called you here is actually to fulfill your master's original wish. Twenty years ago, the old man wanted to hand over the kitchen of Yanxi Hall to one of you." Her eyes fell on Shen Wantang and Zhu Dacheng's faces.

Chen Wantang lowered his head, and Zhu Laoer looked at his master's wife, his eyes were extremely calm and calm.

Qi Cuiting said: "In the cooking competition twenty years ago, Wan Tang and Dacheng tied, and later the old man said that Dacheng won."

Chen Wantang felt as if he was bitten by a poisonous snake. Even he himself did not expect that the matter had passed so long, but it still made him feel so painful when he mentioned it. That incident back then was the biggest blow he suffered in his life, which affected his life path.

Qi Cuiting said: "The old man announced the result that day and returned home and told me that the cooking skills between Wantang and Dacheng are actually difficult to distinguish between them. The reason why he declared Dacheng won was because he had other plans."

Zhu Laoer said calmly: "Master's wife, it's been so long, so don't mention it again."

Qi Cuiting said: "You have to say it! Because the old man has always wanted to betroth Qingyu to you, he wants you to be the son-in-law of our Miao family."

Zhu Laoer showed a painful expression because of Qi Cuiting's words. He never wanted to mention some things again, but someone wanted to remove the scars and make his long-scared wounds bleeding again. Zhu Laoer whispered: "I'm sorry, I disappointed you."

Qi Cuiting said: "You are not sorry to us, you are Qingyu."

Zhu Laoer still did not bow his head, his eyes were filled with indescribable sadness.

Qi Cuiting said again: "Originally, the old man wanted to hand over the Yunzhan sword to you twenty years ago, but no one expected that you were sorry for Qing Yu first and his fellow disciples were killed later. What kind of blood feud between you and Wantang? Why did you cut off his tendons?"

The muscles at the corner of Chen Wantang's lips twitched suddenly, and his eyes secretly glanced at Zhu Lao Er. It happened that Zhu Lao Er was also looking at him. The two of them had intertwined and collided, and countless sparks of hatred suddenly burst out. Both of them knew in their hearts that after so many years, the hatred between them had not faded due to time, but had become more profound and stronger.

Although Chen Wantang hated Zhu Dacheng to the core, he said hypocritically: "Master's wife, since this matter has passed, don't mention it again."

Qi Cuiting said: "The reason why I told this is not to blame anyone, nor do I want to ask the reason. The old man didn't ask when he was alive. He should have driven you out of the wall after such a thing, but later, he did not do so. The cloud-killing sword was left high from now on, and you made him discouraged."

Qi Cuiting looked around and sighed softly, "After the old man left, I, a woman, wanted to support Yanxi Hall, was really powerless. Wantang, you left without saying a word, and you didn't even come back even if your master passed away. I know you must be resentful to him in your heart."

Chen Wantang's eyes turned red: "Master's wife, my disciple dare not. I swear, I have never resented my master."

Qi Cuiting looked at Zhu Dacheng again and said, "Dacheng, the old man often said that among all the disciples, you have the highest talent, but you are violent, and your own actions have also cost you a heavy price. I wonder if the three-year prison disaster has washed away the hostility on you?" Qi Cuiting seemed to be serious, but in fact she kept mentioning the past, waiting for Zhu Laoer's old scar to uncover Zhu Laoer and then sprinkle salt on the bleeding wound.

Zhu Laoer said: "Master's wife, I did a lot of wrong things back then."

Qi Cuiting's eyes turned to Qian Guisheng: "Guisheng, you are in the career of officialdom and are afraid you are unfamiliar with cooking skills. Everyone has their own choices. If you can achieve what you are today, your master will definitely feel relieved. But I think he should hope that you will not lose the art you have learned for many years."

Qian Guisheng nodded.

Qi Cuiting finally looked at Mao Guoyuan and said, "You are the latest in your senior brothers, but you are the one who has been in the chef industry for the longest time. I believe you can make a fortune anywhere else." Although Qi Cuiting didn't say anything about Mao Guoyuan, Mao Guoyuan's face turned red. After the fourth senior brother Liang Zaibo passed away, the teacher's wife asked him to come back for emergency treatment, but Mao Guoyuan was not satisfied with the salary offered by the teacher's wife. After careful consideration, he still politely refused. Therefore, Qi Cuiting had a prejudice against him because of this matter.

Qi Cuiting said: "After the old man left, Aibo lasted for five years. Unfortunately, Zaibo died young. If he was still alive, I would probably not have any objection to him by passing this cloud-cutting sword to him."

All the four disciples did not speak. When it comes to their contributions to Yanxi Hall, they were indeed not as good as Liang Zaibo, and even Cao Shusheng and others. Facing the master's portrait, the few people couldn't help feeling ashamed.
Chapter completed!