"Brother?"

Although the God of Food didn't know what Jiang Xiaobai's younger brother meant, he could tell from Jiang Xiaobai's tone that this was definitely not a good word.

"I'm angry with this immortal, okay, you look down on the cooking skills of this great god, right, I want to compete with you, I want to invite all immortal friends, so that you will be defeated in front of immortal friends!"

"This ...... Not good!"

Seeing that Jiang Xiaobai was really cowardly, a touch of disdain flashed across the face of the God of Food, and he just wanted to mock him.

As a result, Jiang Xiaobai's next sentence blocked him and almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood!

"I'm afraid that if you lose too badly, you will lose face!" Jiang Xiaobai said.

"No, it's too arrogant, I'm angry with the old man, stinky boy, if you have a kind of competition, don't be quick to speak!"

The God of Food's brain was confused, but all he was thinking about now was how to get Jiang Xiaobai to agree to compete with him, and then hit him in the face fiercely.

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Jiang Xiaobai stopped his poisonous tongue at the right time, nodded, and said, "Okay!"

"What?" the god of food paused.

"I said, okay, I promised your challenge, promised to compete with you, why don't you dare?" Jiang Xiaobai laughed.

"Fart, how could Lao Tzu not dare!"

The God of Food was just surprised that Jiang Xiaobai agreed so easily, and he didn't react for a while, in his opinion, he was the God of Food, the most powerful immortal in the Three Realms, how could Jiang Xiaobai dare to agree to compete with himself.

Isn't that the old birthday boy hanging himself - looking for death?

"Okay, but if you want to challenge me, it's not that easy, you have to promise me three conditions!"

"What, I have to promise you three conditions, why don't you die?" The spittle of the God of Food was about to spray on Jiang Xiaobai's face.

Jiang Xiaobai was not angry, and said with a smile: "You listen to me, and then decide whether to agree or not!"

"Well, you say, I'm going to see what you want to offer!"

"Good!"

Jiang Xiaobai spoke, "First, since it is a challenge, there must be a color head, and we will use 100,000 law ore as the color head!"

"Okay!" the god of food nodded in agreement.

"Second, I hope to have an authoritative witness to witness this competition!"

"No problem, I can't ask for it, don't worry, I will invite three of the most recognized diners in the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms to be the referees of this competition!"

"The third point, if you lose this competition, you will go to my Immortal Hell Canteen and work for me for free for 10 years!"

"Okay, I also agreed to this, but if you want me to work for you, don't think about it, because I can't lose, three days later, Immortal Hell Canteen, I'm going to slap you in the face on your turf, making you embarrassed!hahahaha!"

Thinking of the super delicious spiritual thing he accidentally found on the coast of the East China Sea a few days ago, the God of Food was suddenly full of confidence, laughed and left.

It wasn't until the God of Food was gone that the Djinn God withdrew his compassionate gaze from him.

"Alas, why do you have to come here to find abuse, any cook in our Immortal Hell Canteen can probably beat him directly!"

"Who said that I was going to let the chef of the Immortal Prison Canteen compare with him, this time I will come in person!" Jiang Xiaobai pouted and said.

"You're going in person?"

The djinn was stunned.

"Nonsense, if I don't go, will you go, the group of cooks in our cafeteria are all mortals, and they can't be exposed to the immortals at all, otherwise the impact will be too great!"

"I'll forget it!"

The Giant Spirit God waved his hand again and again when he heard Jiang Xiaobai's words, joking, let him eat it, let him cook, it was really impossible.

"Okay, don't worry, haven't I cooked hot pot and roasted meat for you before, it's a big deal, I'll just go to study for two more days!" After speaking, Jiang Xiaobai was moved and left the Immortal Hell Canteen directly.

Back at the Immortal Villa, Jiang Xiaobai dialed Wan Lu and told him that he might not have time to escort Tony Damu to the No. 7 Research Institute in the past two days.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, this time the devil's vitality is badly damaged, and he can't find me trouble in a short time, so it can be a while later!"

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Xiaobai drove out.

Half an hour later, at the headquarters of the Tang Group, Tang Mengyao stared at Jiang Xiaobai curiously, "When did you become so interested in cooking, and you still want to take time to study with Chef Gu?"

"Ahem, isn't this trying to capture your heart, you have to grab your stomach first, I thought, if you practice your cooking skills well, you can firmly grasp your heart and stomach together!" Jiang Xiaobai said jokingly.

Tang Mengyao glanced at him, and said coquettishly: "I hate it, I don't have a serious mouth, come with me!"

Jiang Xiaobai hurriedly followed Tang Mengyao, and the two went to the Tiantang Hotel together.

Gu Xifeng, the chef of Tiantang Hotel, a national special chef, has hosted "state banquets" in Longdu many times, and later returned to his hometown Bincheng when he was older, and was poached by the old man Tang to become the chef in the hotel.

Jiang Xiaobai wants to learn cooking, of course, he has to find the best teacher to learn, like Lvxiang Cooking School, which is too strong, Jiang Xiaobai doesn't think about it at all, only a chef like Gu Xifeng is qualified to teach him.

"Grandpa Gu, there's something I need to trouble you!" Tang Mengyao said in a coquettish voice.

Because Gu Xifeng is an old friend of Old Man Tang, Tang Mengyao also has to be called Grandpa Gu.

After explaining the situation to Gu Xifeng, Gu Xifeng looked at Jiang Xiaobai.

"Boy, for Xiao Yao's sake, I promised to help you with this, what dishes do you want to learn?"

Jiang Xiaobai frowned and thought about it, since he was cooking in an official competition, he definitely had to make a name for himself in the Immortal Hell Canteen, not only to make dishes that crushed the God of Food in taste, but also to crush him in the dishes.

Jiang Xiaobai thought about it, remembered the dishes that met these requirements, and said: "Squirrel Guiyu, Buddha jumping over the wall, anchovy shark fin, you can just teach me a few things!"

Gu Xifeng raised his eyebrows and said, "Good boy, you have only been studying for three days, and you still want to learn these difficult dishes, which you can't master in a few years." ”

Jiang Xiaobai smiled: "Don't worry, I can learn well in three days, you just need to discipline!"

Gu Xifeng saw Jiang Xiaobai looking so casual, and his beard shook angrily, "Okay, I want to see what you can learn in three days!"

"Shall we get started, then?"

"Let's go!"

"Where do we start with this?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

Gu Xifeng said without being salty or light: "Cut shredded potatoes!"

Jiang Xiaobai frowned: "Cutting shredded potatoes? This is too simple, you better teach me to cook directly!"

Gu Xifeng: "Hehe, boy, the basic skills are the most important, although I only teach you for three days, but I still have to examine your basic skills!"

Jiang Xiaobai: "Okay!"

Half an hour later, facing a plate of shredded potatoes that were cut thinner than a hair, with distinct roots, and placed in water, they scattered a puff of yellow mist, Gu Xifeng pushed the chef's hat: "! are you meowing to me?"

PS: The fifth is more likely to be after twelve o'clock, and friends who can't wait can get up tomorrow and watch it again.