At this time, the fools all saw a little eyebrows, Ma Tianyao secretly guessed that this young man was estimated to be the real diamond king, and most of the bride's family was relying on the power of others.

At this moment, seeing Qi Guoqing's gaze for help, Ma Tianyao coughed and stretched out three fingers, Qi Guoqing nodded quickly.

"Okay, I promised, you can call someone over!"

Ma Tianyao said lightly, and agreed to it, but the young man was a little reluctant, so he smiled and spoke.

"Hehe, it's not easy to come to the rice bucket once, so let's add some color and let my cousin get married." ”

"What do you want to bet on?"

"10,000 yuan, I guess you won't be able to take out more, you win, I lose you 10,000, you lose, you give me 10,000, fair, right?"

"Okay!

Ma Tianyao tried to hold back her laughter, and said in her heart that she liked this kind of rich second generation who was stupid and had a lot of money, the old lady had a kitchen god system, and she was afraid of you when she boiled white porridge?

The two parties agreed, and the onlookers became lively, and the young man picked up his mobile phone and began to call his so-called rice bucket.

After breakfast, she originally planned to go back to her sister or Shi Xiaoxiao to complete the last bowl of tasks, but Qi Guoqing was so happy at the moment that she had to drag her into the house to be lively.

At noon, they were left for lunch, needless to say, the food of the service team was only an ordinary level, and it was not even up to the level of a small restaurant in the town.

So Ma Tianyao was convulsed by the system electricity while eating, which frightened Qi Guoqing at first, and thought she was having a sheep epileptic seizure, but she only twitched and did not foam, and she was shaking while eating, which made the young man sitting next to him bulge countless times.

After eating, Ma Tianyao took advantage of the rest to go around Qi Guoqing's house, which also belongs to a mountain village, but it is much stronger than Ma Jiawa.

"Hey, what are you doing picking up all this broken wood?"

Ma Tianyao was picking up dead wood in the woods, a voice sounded behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was the little fat man who had eaten the most in the morning, and he was panting at the moment and trotted two steps to follow.

On a mountain road of several hundred meters, he can also run a sweat, and it is obvious that this person is not good at sports.

"I will boil porridge for staying, and wood is better than charcoal. ”

The little fat man nodded, and then smiled again.

"You must cheer for the afternoon game, slap these city people in the face, make him crazy. ”

"I'll try my best!"

Ma Tianyao, the little fat man waved his fist, and also helped pick up the dead wood on the ground.

After the two of them went back and forth two or three times, they had already picked up a lot, and Ma Tianyao was about to wash his hands, when he saw a red sports car howling and rushing over, and then suddenly stepped on the brakes and stopped at the door of Qi Guoqing's house.

A young man came out of the cab and respectfully opened the door for the people behind, and then a man in Tang costume in his forties and fifties came down from the back door.

Cloth shoes, flat head, eyebrows like knives, silver hair like snow, I don't know if it's old or dyed, in short, this person's face looks very uncomfortable.

After getting out of the car, the man in Tang costume glanced around, his eyes fell on the young man who had bet with Ma Tianyao before, took two steps forward and shook his hand, and smiled with difficulty.

"Mr. Shao!"

"Well, hard work. ”

"Hehe, Mr. Shao invited me, no matter how hard it is, I have to come. ”

After the two exchanged pleasantries, the young man known as Mr. Shao pointed in the direction of Ma Tianyao.

"See, just this girl, unashamedly proclaimed herself the king of porridge, so I called you to come and compete with her......"

The man in Tang costume sneered.

"Huh...... Porridge King? Do young people nowadays not know the height of the sky? I have studied the way of white porridge for decades, and I don't dare to have such a big mouth, and she is a little hairy girl, and she dares to be the king?"

After sneering, he looked at Ma Tianyao with burning eyes, and then strode over.

"Little girl, let me introduce myself, the contemptible surname is Fan, called Fan Tong, I founded the world porridge shop, and I am also a national special chef, vice president of the Food Association......"

"Good name!! my name is Ma Tianyao, hello master, I will be fortunate to meet you!"

Ma Tianyao greeted the other party with a smile and wanted to shake hands, but the other party refused, Fan Tong snorted coldly.

"No politeness, I haven't finished the introduction, I'm the vice president of the National Gastronomy Association, and I'm ......"

"You know, vice president, it's not as good as the president, right?"

"You!"

One sentence choked Fan Tong half to death, and the most disgusting thing about people who fight for power and profit is a vice-word, vice president, vice president, deputy director, deputy factory director......

Although it is deputy, these people hate to add 'deputy' in front of others when they call themselves!

Even some people with the surname Fu and the surname Fu will secretly ask their subordinates not to call their surnames after they become full-time positions, such as Fu Long, you are called Director Fu and Director Long, which sounds completely two feelings.

"Hmph, sharp teeth and sharp mouth, I hope you are just as good at making porridge!"

"Hehe, okay, vice president. ”

"You ......"

Fan Tong was about to explode, but Ma Tianyao had already turned around with a smile and walked towards the stove.

There are two sets of stoves, originally one was for steaming and one for stir-frying, but now there are just two sets for each person, Ma Tianyao exhaled.

Fan Tong also rolled up his sleeves and immediately adjusted his mentality, and his face became calm.

Then, with a wave of his hand, the young man who drove him behind brought half a bag of rice from the trunk of the car.

This bag is transparent, without any labels, through the plastic bag, Ma Tianyao has already seen the rice inside, each grain is full, crystal clear, obvious, this rice is much stronger than her My True Fragrance brand rice.

"Little girl, let's get started?"

"Hmm!"

Ma Tianyao agreed, and the two were just about to light the fire, when the little fat next to him hurriedly stopped.

"Slow, you don't talk about the rules? How can this be considered as good and who is bad? Or else? We send 10 people here, and then taste your porridge, and more than 6 people like it, then it is considered a win, how about it?"

The little fat man's eyes flashed with a cunning light, he had already made up enough candidates, as long as Fan Tong agreed, hehe, when the time comes, these 10 people will choose Ma Tianyao without suspense, he is going to avenge his cousin today and slap the faces of the people in the city.

"Yes!"

Fan Tong nodded and agreed without hesitation, and then looked at Ma Tianyao, who also nodded.

The little fat man was suddenly overjoyed, waved behind him, and ten men and women surrounded him, each in a circle with great interest, and surrounded Ma Tianyao and Fan Tong in the middle.

"Let's get started?"

"Good!"

Fan Tong asked, and Ma Tianyao nodded.

Then the two of them stood in front of the big iron pot on the stove, almost the same step, adding water and rice, but the proportion of water and rice were carefully chosen, if someone carefully observed, they would be surprised to find that the proportion of water and rice between these two people was almost exactly the same.