Gong Yuze has responded!

Manager Nian took Zhang Shizhu to the store in advance, but he didn't expect the workers on the construction site to come earlier than them, and their voices were louder than the other. One of them had a surprisingly ugly face, not old or flabby, but deeply wrinkled, and his muscular mouth hung like a dog's, and his eyes were terrifying, they were large, round dark chestnut-colored glasses. That man seemed to have some prestige among the workers.

The hotel manager had never seen this man come to the store. He suddenly felt a little scared. He realized that if there was any dispute because of today's showdown, then even if he could run, his hotel wouldn't be able to run.

He pulled Manager Nian aside: "It's up to you to sit in the village today." ”

"Oh, that's mine. ”

"Of course!"

Manager Nian glanced back at the noisy workers: "Do they know the situation between the two sides of the final?"

"Look at what you said, how can you let them know that no one saw it on the day of the last challenge, and this group of people was eating outside the store at the time?"

"That's good. ”

After speaking, the two of them faced each other silently for a second or two. Just for a second or two, as if it were some kind of credential.

Gong Yuze arrived. He's been working out in the afternoon, and he's just taken a hot shower, and he's feeling refreshed.

The boss hurriedly caught up and introduced to Gong Yuze: "This is the year manager, today's banker, that is the pillar, the time and the content of the game have been sent in the text message: dry fried cow river, 30 minutes of food more wins, bonus, but this number!"

The shopkeeper said as he held out two fingers. Gong Yuze knew that since it was a bonus of 2,000 yuan, it must not be so easy to get.

Gong Yuze and Zhang Shizhu sat opposite each other. The manager sat at the table next to them, the pen in his hand quickly jotting down the amount of bets.

The young man helped collect the money, and soon he had a thick stack in his hand. The young man began to sweat in his palms.

He was not sweating because of heat, but because he had told a worker about Gong Yuze's successful challenge yesterday.

Of the 16 people who came today, 11 bet on Gong Yuze. Manager Nian finished recording everyone's bets, looked at the ratio, and couldn't help but wonder. But then his nervous mood slowly returned to calm.

In the past two days, he made a strict training plan for Zhang Shizhu. If Zhang Shizhu's results in the past two days are followed, today's showdown should be no problem.

The vertical air conditioner in the corner didn't seem to work anymore, and I could only hear it humming hard, but the temperature in the room was completely disproportionate to the effort of the air conditioner. Workers huddle around the players who place their bets.

The boss personally timed the time, the young man was busy serving, and this is about to begin!

Gong Yuze took a look, he had seen too many big men like Zhang Shizhu. He knew that such a physique looked bluffing, but they were not all big stomachs.

Beef pho is served!

This shop is famous for its Niuhe, and it can easily sell out in less than the evening with one or two hundred copies a day.

The chef of this restaurant is most proud that he can master the "wok" that he pays attention to in the dry fried beef river, and he must stir-fry it quickly, and the gesture must not be too fast, otherwise the powder will break. The amount of oil must also be accurately controlled, as the oil will not taste good. Therefore, the dry fried beef river is considered to be a major test of the chef's stir-fry skills, and the craftsmanship can be known at a try.

It is precisely because of the dish that the chef tried to fry that he was kept by the boss until now.

With a click, Zhang Shizhu opened the disposable chopsticks. Pick up a large chopsticks and put them in your mouth.

Gong Yuze took out a pair of chopsticks from his bag. This is a pair of Shangluo Holly wood chopsticks, and the heavy feel feels as if this is not a pair of chopsticks, but a weapon!

He bought it for himself two months ago, and since he bought it, he hasn't used the chopsticks in the store wherever he goes.

Zhang Shizhu took a light disposable chopsticks and provoked Niu He.

He felt that every time he took a big mouthful, he still couldn't pretend to be his mouth, and he always tried to pick up more with the next chopsticks.

Suddenly, his chopsticks broke, and the guy in the store hurriedly brought him a new pair of chopsticks. Gong Yuze also began to speed up. People's eyes were glued to their mouths, and their plates were stacked high.

The two of them were on par, and they were both rapidly swallowing the Niu River that had just come out of the pot.

Today's Niuhe oil is as always, just right, neither greasy nor dry, and it is extremely smooth to eat.

Zhang Shizhu finished eating another plate, he was like a tired cow ploughing the land, he gasped, he stood up and straightened his waist, and sat down immediately.

It was evident that he was very thirsty, so he picked up the glass and drank a few sips in a very restrained manner. The surrounding workers were shouting and cheering for their respective bettors.

Someone kept asking the boss loudly, "How many minutes are left?"

"The last eight minutes!"

On Zhang Shizhu's table, nine plates have been stacked. Gong Yuze and his weight were the same, and both of them slowed down in the tenth set. They blushed, as if trying to figure out how to get through this bottleneck.

The two of them did not eat one chopstick at a time, but gradually turned into several or even one, and some of the meat and vegetables on Zhang Shizhu's plate spilled onto the table because the speed was too fast, and the careful people helped him take it back to the next plate.

In short, such a final must be absolutely fair!

"Brother, please, you must win, I bet 500 yuan. ”

"Look at your little bit of interest, what is your 500 yuan? I bet 800!"

"Don't fucking talk nonsense, shut up!"

The ugly-looking worker turned around and yelled after drinking the ninth beer. Sure enough, it worked, and people were much quieter.

In the room, the smoke, the heat coming out of the head, and the smell of the cow river being served up and sent down after plate. Mixed together, this small shop has a rough and heroic temperament.

That ugly foreman. He seems to be a well-informed person, and the workers know that the first joy of his life is to jump ship from one by one from the country's major construction engineering teams. All of them took his actions very seriously.

And the workers now have nothing but the prayers of their dead eyes. They prayed, begging their bettors to eat one more bowl, half a bowl more. Just a few more bites.

Because it's a no-cap race!

It's time!

Zhang Shizhu seems to have reached the limit, and his tenth plate has finally been eaten. People looked at the number of plates in front of Gong Yuze, and at the same time stretched out their hands to count them one by one......