Just today, the door of Baoque was open, and the guest who entered the house was none other than the top five in the recruitment competition.

Lin Lietian's intentions were unknown, and Yue Fan didn't have the heart to figure out the intentions of the future father-in-law.

Yue Fan came to eat, but when Yue Fan and the other four people sat down and saw the delicacies of the Shuai Mansion, he was stunned and couldn't connect with the delicacies of the mountains and seas.

For example, the [Sydney Lingyu Soup] in front of you, the name sounds tall enough, and Sydney and Lingyu are more of the best supplements.

Yue Fan's eyelids jumped, this special spirit fish is still swimming in the bowl, how can Lao Tzu put down chopsticks?

Yue Fan's embarrassment fell into the eyes of others, and the other top four immediately laughed, and Yehuo said sarcastically: "Hey, some people can't change the temperament of the countrymen with a little strength, and there are still people who dislike Sydney Lingyu soup, tsk......"

"This prince thinks that you are ignorant, you might as well popularize the knowledge for you, you have no eyes and no beads, and you don't know good or bad. ”

"The so-called spirit fish in the pear spirit fish soup is produced in the extremely cold land of the plateau, and the meat is born different, both fresh and beautiful. ”

"The spirit fish is very spiritual, it is difficult to catch it by ordinary means, coupled with the long distance and the environmental gap, it is not easy for the spirit fish to survive in the plains, and the price of live fish is not the same as that of dead fish!"

"Besides, this Sydney pear, produced in the cold and snowy land of Northern Xinjiang, with 3,000 tree species, bears fruit every five years, supplemented by the coldness of the spirit fish, the cold is cold, the cultivator takes it, refines it with its own spiritual power, and cultivates it for the first half of the month, for men, it is not only aphrodisiac, but also has the effect of total coarseness......"

Yue Fan was dumbfounded, what about the fool? Thickening and enlarging? Are you the Indian god oil? But what Yehuo said about resisting 'half a month of penance' is quite tempting.

Yue Fan picked up the chopsticks and paused in mid-air, really not knowing where to start.

The night fire is in charge, and he has coveted the spirit fish for a long time.

Spirit fish are scarce, and with the national strength of the Night Kingdom, they can only get about 30 per year.

There are so many people in the royal family of the Night Country, and he only divided a few of them? Lin Lietian is atmospheric, this kind of rare thing is used to entertain guests, and it looks like a small family when described as wealthy.

Night Fire first used spiritual power to fix the swimming spirit fish, and then pulled out a pocket scimitar and gently slid it on the spirit fish's abdomen, cutting a piece of blood-drenched fresh meat, and put it in his mouth to chew as if nothing happened, and the expression of enjoyment was endless.

Vomit...... Yue Fan's stomach was rolling, and he almost vomited out of his overnight meal.

Could it be that the bastard was an island man who had a good life in his last life? Otherwise, why would he have such a soft spot for raw food?

Yue Fan couldn't eat it anyway, for him, this Sydney spirit fish soup was really not as good as a bowl of seaweed and egg drop soup, and he couldn't accept Ru Mao's blood.

In fact, the food in this fantasy continent is quite good, and the color and flavor are also complete, not much inferior to the twenty-first century.

However, the spirit fish belongs to the category of spirit animals, and the key to the spirituality of spirit animals lies in a fresh word and a living word. So there was a scene in front of Yue Fan's eyes.

The four competitors ate with relish, and the sound of chewing caused Yue Fan to be nauseous and retching, so Yue Fan decided whether the special pear fish soup really had an aphrodisiac effect, and he would rather be hungry than insist on not eating a bite.

After a while, the little guy brought five small bowls and said in a humble tone: "My handsome master is sympathetic to all of you for your hard work, and I specially give [Xunmao Eight Treasure Eel] to supplement the spirit of the five masters. ”

The eyes of the people were straight, and they looked at the small bowl in front of them in a daze.

It's really Xunmao Babao eel, handsome and mighty, this thing is more effective than Sydney Lingyu soup!

Yue Fan glanced at it, turned around and left.

I'll fuck your uncle, are the birdmen in the Fantasy Continent all primitive people who have come out of the primitive society?

Yue Fan in the 21st century has seen a lot of big scenes, and knows that there is such a province in China, everything is eaten, and everything can make that group of people become ingredients, such as mice, Xiaoqiang, and toads......

These are enough to make people sick to their stomachs, compared with Xunmao Babao Eel, are they inferior?

What are the Eight Treasures? Eight kinds of fingernail-sized insects are placed on a plate, and Yue Fan does not recognize them all when he first arrives.

When the small bowl landed on his table, he saw eight insects fighting fiercely in the bowl, and the dead insects were quickly divided and eaten by other insects, and then continued to fight......

According to this situation, the last surviving insect should be the Xunmao Babao eel, the thick green liquid in the bowl is steaming, and Yue Fan's three views are about to be overwhelmed.

......

The time of the vignette passed quickly.

The time for the finals in the afternoon came quickly, and this time the final venue was not outside the Lin Mansion, but inside the Lin Mansion.

The people who wanted to see the excitement thought that they wouldn't be able to see the exciting duel, but they didn't expect the open door of the Lin Mansion to deliberately vacate the backyard for the people to watch the battle.

The backyard of the Lin Mansion can easily accommodate a few thousand people, and even if it is doubled, it will not look crowded.

In the open space, the steward invited five contestants to enter, Yue Fan's face was not very good-looking, a little pale, and there was a strong contrast with the other four people.

It wasn't that Yue Fan was injured internally, but that he vomited all the overnight meals.

It stands to reason that the competition will be held in the afternoon, and he will have enough time to eat and replenish his strength, but the thought of eating raw spirit fish and Xunmao eight-treasure porridge with green pulp has weakened his only appetite.

The steward shouted out the rules of the game at the top of his voice.

The finals system is also simple, that is, the top five each have three chances to challenge.

No one can challenge the same person in a row, but you can choose three out of five, and you will get one point for winning and one point for losing.

The top five take turns to challenge, the three chances are used up, and the score is evaluated at the end, and the one with the highest score will fight in the ring tomorrow with Lin Wan'er.

The challenged party is not allowed to refuse the challenger's challenge, which is generally fair and reasonable.

If there is a tie at the end, the two men who are tied will face off in the extended round until the true winner is determined.

Of course, there are no two people who are allowed to challenge one person in a row at the same time, so that everyone has a round of time to regain their spiritual power.

Without this restriction, the whole wheel is one, and the iron can't bear it.

Yehuo and the others drank the pear spirit fish soup and ate the Xunmao Babao eel, and the energetic ones had nowhere to proclaim, and the spiritual power of the spirit fish and the eight treasure eel was surging in the body, and at this moment they just wanted to fight and be happy.

The steward finally saw that Yue Fan's face was not very optimistic, the last hope of this Great Xia, he couldn't help but ignore it, he approached Yue Fan a little, and the steward said in a low voice: "Gongzi Yue is not feeling well, I'll go to the back kitchen......"

"Stop!" Yue Fan shouted sharply: "Before the fight, don't talk about eating, even if you eat Lao Tzu, you won't eat in Shuaifu!"

Yue Fan, the delicacies of the Shuai Mansion, asked himself if he was blessed to enjoy it, and if he moved a certain foodie province in the twenty-first level, his performance would not be much better than Yue Fan.

"I'll come first!" Night Fire couldn't hold back, and he was the first to play, continuing his arrogant posture: "That who will die quickly!"