"You...... You...... Okay, very good, I'm going to see what's good about your steamed bun today, do you dare to compare noodles with me?" almost even vomited out his lungs, and wanted to slap Feng Qingge, but thinking of the regulations here, he could only swallow his anger and look at Feng Qingge and make such a suggestion.

Don't you like to deceive these people with what you eat and your cooking skills! Okay, I'm going to show you today what real cooking is!

"What's more?" Feng Qingge opened his mouth wide and looked at the person in front of him, pinched the bridge of his nose impatiently, and said indifferently: "That's it, I don't want to embarrass you, and I don't want you to break your arm or leg, let's bet on how many magic cores, Boss He, how many magic cores do we have?"

"Two hundred and fifty cores. Shopkeeper He made a calculation and said coldly.

Li Hai was angry, and hurriedly scolded: "Boss He, there are less than thirty of us here, you collect so many magic cores, your conscience is eaten by dogs!"

"Sit on the ground and start the price, don't buy it if you don't accept it!" Shopkeeper He laughed coldly, just casually quoted the price, and didn't bother to care about the outside affairs, the people from the Chaoyang Sect came forward, and these people from the stragglers were just howling for a while, he really didn't believe that such a team could win.

A steamed bun and a magic core, it's also thanks to them that they can think of it. At such a price, why don't you grab it?

Nodding, Feng Qingge didn't say anything, turned his head to look at the person opposite, and laughed softly: "I also said that one steamed bun has a magic core, come on, now one steamed bun has to cost more than twenty-three magic cores." It seems that this Boss He is just like you, just one two hundred and five. Two hundred and five, bet?"

"Bet on it, don't you just have two hundred and fifty demon cores!" Chu Qi said coldly, but he didn't know that these two hundred and five were curses, and he thought that what Feng Qingge said was really a number.

Feng Qingge was happy in his heart, nodded and said: "Okay, then you set the rules, how you compare, these are up to you, lest you say that I bullied you and ruined my reputation." ”

Nima, you big liar set up a stall to sell steamed buns, what other reputation do you have! At this moment, the people around only felt that there was a flock of crows flying over their heads, and they had seen such a shameless person, but they had never seen such a shameless person.

Chu Qi clenched his fists, and when the folding fan struck, his black eyes rounded, and he whispered: "There are many types of noodles, which can be steamed, boiled, fried or fried, and I don't need to say that it is too complicated." Within an hour, there is no limit to the types, and the things made are made for these people to taste, and then put the red rope in their hands into the bamboo tube, whoever has more wins!"

In his right hand, the red rope that made a wish appeared in Chu Qi's hand, and the Chaoyang Sect often used this way to compete, and he also carried these things with him.

Seeing Feng Qingge's blank face, Chu Qi continued: "Look at you, you haven't seen the competition method of the Chaoyang Sect, we don't have a candidate to judge, so let everyone judge." The color and flavor of a dish must be included in it, and whoever makes something more attractive can try it first. The person with the rope can try one restaurant, and after the vote, he can choose to eat the second one, do you understand?"

"I don't know much, but it's pretty much there. Well, it's time to compete. Nodding, Feng Qingge didn't plan to dwell on these things, there were all kinds of colors, flavors, and only one chance. Once the people who have voted cannot vote for the second time, there are more than 100 people who are watching here, and if you want to attract their attention, you must first attract the eyeballs with the form.

In contemplation, the people on Chu Qi's side have already prepared, and the ingredients for the pasta are also simple, they can be bought all around, so they don't have to work too hard, and they start the competition after a stick of incense, and now they can choose the ingredients at will and prepare what they want to do.

"Xiaoice, can you do it, that kid is from the Chaoyang Sect! I have long heard that the system of the Chaoyang Sect is very high, and the people who can enter it to study, which one is not one in a hundred." What are you doing roasting scorpions and roasting snakes, which one, it is estimated that ......" The latter words Li Hai did not say directly, after all, that sect was in their hearts, but it was equivalent to the status of a god.

If you want to enter the study inside, you can, as long as you have an absolute strength advantage, those with outstanding abilities can enter. If the qualifications are mediocre, they will not be considered at all. Even the sons and daughters of princes and nobles don't want to rely on relationships to get in. And Baili Yehua, the suzerain master of the Chaoyang Sect, is a master of the Heavenly Rank, ranking in the top ten on the list of the four great powers, other countries want to start a war against the Chaoyang Sect, and the four major powers are the first to move first to destroy them.

Chu Qi is from the sect, so his strength is definitely not low. It's not that Lehi doesn't believe in Feng Qingge's strength, but this situation is too risky, two hundred and fifty magic cores, even if they sell all of them, they can't afford this price. It is said that impulse is the devil, isn't this just an example!

"Don't say so much, what are you going to do with the pasta, hurry up and choose the ingredients, beef noodles, soup noodles, steamed buns?...... No, no, these things are so simple, they don't have any challenge at all, think of something unique!" Lehi thought with his chin dragging his chin in mind.

Seeing that Chu Qi on the other side had already come over with the selected ingredients, he glanced at Feng Qingge, snorted coldly with disdain, and then checked his utensils, and after everything was counted, he sat there and waited for Feng Qingge. Seeing that the last half pillar of incense was about to burn out, Feng Qingge slowly raised his head, glanced at the crowd, smiled softly, and walked out in a chic manner.

But after a while, she came over with a cabbage and a piece of pork belly, and the other condiments were ready-made, and she didn't need to choose. These two simple things are in stark contrast to the Chu ruler opposite. The people in front of him selected all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and set up a table full of them.

"What's the matter, she chose this?"

"Is this a direct towel?"

"It seems that there is no need to compare, after a while, we will taste the things made by the disciples of the Chaoyang Sect over there, and the taste will definitely be much better. ”

Miscellaneous sounds gathered from all around, the wind and light song as if she hadn't heard it, when the half pillar of incense burned to the end, her hands sank, still the same method of mixing noodles just now, one hand drew a circle in the flour, but it was not like just now, and directly began to add eggs and knead the dough.

This time she moved very slowly, but also very calmly and powerfully, her fingers gently around the flour, little by little, letting them melt into the water, slowly stirring.

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