Jun Changxiao never thought that the real identity of the young man he saved would be the disciple of the Culinary God, Song Bao!
Then.
What was the situation with Qian Buduo?
Jun Changxiao thought for a moment and knew that this guy was definitely pretending. As for the reason, only he knew in his heart.
A successor of the Culinary God who could make himself faint on the road was definitely a super weirdo!
Or …
This guy did it on purpose, deliberately getting close to Liu Wanshi?
"No, no."
Jun Changxiao rubbed his temples, and said: "My mind is a little messy, I have to think carefully."
If this guy was deliberately getting close, why was he so generous with money and spirit stones?
Moreover.
Why did he pretend to be rich?
Jun Changxiao, who had a lot of imagination, suddenly realized that the more he thought about it, the more unreasonable he felt. He could not guess what that guy's intentions were!
The system gloated: "It's rare to see the host suffer, why am I so happy to pinch."
"Get lost!"
… ….
Back in the arena.
When the contestants heard Song Bao's words, all of them widened their eyes.
This year's Culinary God Competition was recognized as the favorite to win the championship, but he actually thought that he could not defeat this girl in cooking!
Polite words?
Modest words?
However, from his eyes, it was obvious that he was very serious.
Liu Wanshi's face was full of doubts: "You … Didn't you not have much money? How did you become Song Bao? "
"I won't hide it from Miss Liu."
Song Bao scratched his head and said: "My surname is Qian, my name is Song Bao, Qian Buduo is my father."
"He asked me to become a disciple of the Culinary God, unless I learned my skills and used my surname, I had to obediently go home and inherit the family business."
"I see." Liu Wanshi understood.
Jun Changxiao, who had been releasing his spiritual sense, heard this and suddenly understood, his heart collapsed: "Let the son be a chef, if he doesn't do well, he will come back and inherit the family business, even if he doesn't have much money, he is still a top quality weirdo."
"Shh!"
Qian Song Bao said: "This is my secret, don't tell anyone."
The contestants: "…"
The people of the entire continent: "…"
At this time, should we cooperate with him and pretend not to hear?
… ….
"So Song Bao is Qian Song Bao!"
"Although the Qian Family Head has many wives and concubines, he only has one son!"
"I thought that the identity of the God of Cooking's disciple was very ordinary. I didn't expect him to have such a rich father!"
"I heard that Family Head Qian likes to eat very much. As long as the food is to his liking, he is willing to pay a lot of money or even spirit stones."
The corner of Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched. "He's very similar to his father in this aspect."
"Master Qian's son has been very lazy since he was young. It is said that he didn't even use chopsticks until he was seven years old. He always let the servants feed him with a spoon."
"The son of a landlord is awesome!"
"How could such a lazy person become the Culinary God's disciple? That's unbelievable!"
"Maybe Patriarch Qian spent money to let his son become a disciple of the Food God."
"Sure enough, money makes the world go round!"
Everyone couldn't help but sigh.
However, they also had doubts about Qian Songbao's cooking skills.
Money could buy him the identity of the Culinary God's disciple, but culinary skills could not be bought with money.
The contestants also thought so.
Therefore, his vigilance towards Qian Songbao gradually weakened. He thought to himself, "Why should I be afraid of a guy who relied on his father?"
As for what he said to Liu Wanshi just now, everyone did not take it to heart.
There were even some people who thought that this guy might know that he did not have the real ability and wanted to find a way out in advance to avoid embarrassing himself.
Jun Chang smiled and said, "What an unfathomable little fellow."
"Why did you pretend to be your father?" Liu Wanshi asked.
Qian Songbao smiled and said, "It's fun."
"…"
The corner of Jun Changxiao's mouth twitched violently.
The son pretended to be the father only because it was fun. He definitely did not take the normal path!
"Alright."
Liu Wanshi did not say anything else.
Although she was very surprised by Qian Songbao's identity, since she was participating in the Culinary God Competition, she naturally had to focus on the competition.
"Miss Liu."
Qian Songbao said, "Your clothes are not bad."
Liu Wanshi said proudly, "This is what my Sect of All Times' culinary ancestors have worn before!"
"I see."
Qian Songbao's eyes were filled with respect. "May I know the name of the Sect of All Times' culinary ancestors?"
"This …"
Jun Changxiao transmitted his voice to Liu Wanshi, "Our Sect of All Times' culinary ancestors are called Yi Yin."
"Yi Yin."
"Yi Yin?"
Qian Songbao said in his heart, "I have never heard Master mention this person before."
That was right. Yi Yin was a Chinese from Earth. He was a famous politician and thinker in the early years of the Shang Dynasty. He was one of the earliest known Daoists and was also known as the ancestor of Chinese culinary.
Huang Jinzhan announced loudly, "The fiftieth Culinary God Competition has officially begun. Participants, please enter the venue and choose your own stove!"
"It's finally starting!"
It was rare for everyone to be excited, but the screen turned into an advertisement again. They were so irritable that they almost vomited blood.
F * ck!
How could they let others watch it!
…
"Xiu!"
After the advertisement ended, the screen showed the screen.
120 participants were all in their seats. Ten of the judges were also seated.
These judges were much more professional than the judges in the culinary competition. They were all top-notch gourmet appraisers.
Liu Wanshi chose a corner that was hard to find if one did not look carefully. Beside her was Qian Songbao.
To be exact, this guy followed her here on purpose.
"Miss Liu."
He whispered, "You are free to do whatever you want in the first round. If you cook the sweet and sour carp, you will definitely advance."
Liu Wanshi did not say anything. She carefully cleaned the cooking utensils.
She came to participate in the Culinary God Competition as a representative of the Sect of All Times. Naturally, she did not dare to be negligent.
Qian Songbao sensibly began to prepare.
"Swoosh!"
One of his hands rested on the handle of the wok. His eyes, which were originally slightly lazy, suddenly turned cold.
"Expert!"
Jun Changxiao said, "Definitely an expert!"
"You are free to do whatever you want in the first round of the Culinary God Competition!"
Huang Jinzhan said loudly, "Participants, please make your signature dish in two hours. After the judges give you 80 points, you will advance to the next round."
"The highest score given by each of the ten judges is 10 points. 80 points to advance to the next round means that the average score is 8 points. This Culinary God Competition is indeed more difficult than the culinary competition!"
Everyone exclaimed.
"Begin!" Huang Jinzhan shouted.
"Huff, huff, huff!"
As soon as she said that, the participants condensed flames and injected them into the stove. The entire arena was suddenly filled with hot air.
"Those who came to participate in the Culinary God Competition all mastered one type of fire element!"
"These flames are not used for combat. They are all from the culinary category."
"Eh? The disciples of the Sect of All Times and the Culinary God's disciple did not move? Did they not hear that the competition has begun? "
One was the only female participating, and the other was the Culinary God's disciple. Therefore, Liu Wanshi and Qian Songbao naturally attracted many people's attention.
"Miss Liu."
Qian Songbao smiled and said, "I'm starting."
"Swoosh!"
As he spoke, he turned his wrist. Purple flames erupted from his fingers and immediately merged into the stove.
"Hidden Purple Flame!"
"This is one of the strongest flames used for cooking!"
"This Culinary God's disciple is the real deal. He definitely did not use money!"
"Huff huff —"
The Hidden Purple Flame burned wildly. The temperature instantly suppressed the other flames. It was like a crane in a flock of chickens!
"Huff!"
Liu Wanshi exhaled, then looked up at Jun Changxiao. The latter gave her an encouraging smile and said, "Little girl, you must believe in yourself!"
"Mm!"
Liu Wanshi raised her hand, her eyes shining.
"Weng!"
The word "stove" that was originally hidden on her skin suddenly appeared.
"Huff huff huff —"
The Fire of the Culinary God whizzed out and merged into the stove. When the flame rose, the temperature of the entire venue instantly rose!
"Swish swish swish!"
The flames of the other stoves could not withstand the pressure. They instantly turned from high to weak, as if they could be extinguished at any time!
All the contestants' faces changed.
They all looked towards the direction of the commotion and saw the Fire of the Culinary God in the stove. They were all shocked and said, "What … What kind of flame is this!?"
Qian Songbao, who was closest to it, had a change of expression.
Even if he tried hard to control the Hidden Purple Flame, he could not change the fact that he was at a disadvantage. He exclaimed, "To be able to make my flame submit, this flame is definitely the strongest of the culinary category!"
When Liu Wanshi released the Fire of the Culinary God, all the flames in the arena were suppressed. It could be said that once the strongest flame was released, no one could compete with it!
Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair, shrugged helplessly, and said, "Absolutely crushed. No suspense."
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