The first round of the game in the morning, in general, although there are a lot of surprises, but the other groups of games are not as exaggerated as those in Group H, most of the strong teams are the shortlisted who should be promoted, and the few dark horses are also because the strength of the hotel and the level of chefs have declined a lot over the years, so there are a lot of surprising results.

And the bosses and chairmen who bet in the VIP room in the morning are basically in a situation of small wins and small losses, not at all as miserable as the robe master, who pressed the demon party by 10 million, and all of them were lost....... also lost 500,000 savings........

But to say that the biggest beneficiary of the morning game, there is no doubt that in addition to the eldest lady, it is Huang Xiaobei.

With the assistance of Carl's unintentional insertion, the Huang commissioner, who thought that he had lost half of his net worth, thought about it, turned into a change and earned 36,000! directly raised his existing assets from 20,000 to almost 60,000! Good guy, this is fun for Commissioner Huang, thinking that he has finally been transferred!

For Commissioner Huang, who used to barely survive mainly on the dead salary paid by the academy, he earned 36,000 for no reason, which can be described as pie in the sky.

And this pie is not ordinary, it completely belongs to the kind of pie that as long as he is lucky enough, he can't pick it up and drop it endlessly!

You must know that in the past few years, the most money that Commissioner Huang and his old man have seen is the 150,000 yuan that Uncle Liu transferred to him back then, and now he actually came 36,000 all at once?! Still didn't have any strength, so he picked up 36,000 for nothing! To put it mildly, the commissioner is now crazy with joy.

Hahaha, ahahaha! Found it, this commissioner has finally found a clear way! What a special supermarket, how can there be this thing to make money quickly! Thirty-six thousand! How many plates do I have to brush and sell so many snacks to earn it back!

Not to mention, luck is here, wait and see, this cooking competition, this commissioner has to make him a million!

The correspondent with chicken legs in one hand and banknotes in the other hand thought triumphantly, and now he began to fantasize about what he would do after he won millions, or even tens of millions.

The commissioner slapped the table, and if nothing else, let's come to the house first! Two rooms are fine, so you don't have to worry about the uncle.

Yes, let's have another trolley, no, one is not enough, two are coming, and I have one uncle!

What else? Yes, go to the propose, directly take out the millions of pats in the eyes of the Taoist master, point to the nose and tell the old bastard, "I want your daughter!" ”

At this time, such a picture suddenly appeared in Huang Xiaobei's mind. I saw that the tattered Taoist master hugged his thigh, cried and wiped his tears.

"The king can't do it, I'm just this girl!"

With a tiger skin jacket on his body, a lone dragon hood in his eyes, and a box cannon on his waist, he kicked Dao Ye aside when he raised his foot, and scolded and scolded.

"you, old immortal! Tell you, this king has a crush on your daughter, that's a blessing for you old thing! Remember, tomorrow I will wash your daughter, and Lao Tzu will visit the church that night to get married! Hahaha, ahahahaha! ”

Seeing Huang Xiaobei laughing while gnawing on chicken legs, he also showed the appearance of a mountain king muttering where he was muttering, Tang Seng and they were all a little confused.

Is this grandson overjoyed? Didn't he win thirty-six thousand? How can it be like winning 360 million? Also, this grandson actually started to play the idea of the eldest lady? And listening to what he meant, why is Dao Ye like a Yang Bailao? He himself is a bit like a combination of a mountain carving and Huang Shiren.

At this time, the brain was a little too much, and it was even a little confused with reality, only to see Commissioner Huang, who was full of anger and laughter, slapped the table and shouted at the Taoist master at the table next to him, "Zhang Laohan, where is your daughter?" If I can't see your daughter today, Lao Tzu will burn down your house tomorrow! ”

Dao Ye, who was talking to Chairman Wang, was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at Huang Xiaobei who was yelling at him behind him, and Dao Ye was stunned.

"Old man Zhang? Who is this kid shouting? ”

Chairman Wang pushed Daoye, "Hey, did the kid call you?" ”

Dao Ye looked at Huang Xiaobei, who was arrogant and alive behind him, "Isn't it.......?" Little M, this kid is quite honest. ”

Seeing that Huang Xiaobei was a little prelude to hysteria, the old guards hurriedly smiled and waved their hands with Dao Ye, saying that Huang Xiaobei's brain has been a little stimulated recently, don't be like him.

But as soon as the old guard fooled Dao Ye here, they saw Huang Xiaobei on the side shouting again, "Leper six!" Why the hell are you doing, why don't you pour a glass of wine for this king! ”

The sixth master, who was drinking by himself, cast his eyes in confusion, "Leper six? ”

At this time, Huang Dawang's voice came again.

"Five grandsons, seven fools, what are you two looking at? Believe it or not, the king killed you both! ”

The fifth and seventh masters squinted their eyes together, and at the same time stretched out their hands to their waists.

To say that Tang Seng was decisive enough, seeing that Huang Xiaobei was completely moved, Elder Tang quickly stood up and slapped six big mouths in a row at Huang Xiaobei's face, who was smiling stupidly, and only then woke him up.

"Wake up, wake up! You wake up Lao Tzu! This isn't a bandit drama! ”

Huang Xiaobei, whose face was full of slap prints, paused for a moment, then blinked his eyes in confusion and looked around.

Seeing that the sixth master of the Dao Master, the fifth master and the seventh master were all looking at him with a murderous gaze, Commissioner Huang was slightly stunned, and then scratched his head a little curtly. Just when everyone thought that the commissioner had been woken up, they saw Huang Dawang slapping the table again and shouting.

"Where's the little girl? Why don't you hurry up and call down to drink with King Ben! ”

Tang Seng and the others patted their heads, "This thing is hopeless." ”

At this time, just when King Huang was arrogantly counting Tang Seng who didn't understand people's affairs, and a minion soldier dared to blush and have a thick neck with the first leader, a lovely and pleasant voice suddenly sounded from Huang Xiaobei's side.

"Okay, my lord, people are here to drink with you." The eldest lady who appeared at some point put her face in front of Huang Xiaobei, blinked her big watery eyes, and said with a smile, "How does the king want people to accompany you?" Do you want someone to dance for the king again? As she spoke, the eldest lady shook her fragrant shoulders cutely and seductively.

Seeing that the angelic eldest lady actually showed a seductive look, King Huang was overjoyed, "Eh, this little lady is strong enough," as he spoke, King Huang wanted to take the eldest lady into his arms, and by the way, hook the eldest lady's chin and tease well. Of course, before he had time to get started, the sixth master with a black face walked over directly with the fifth master and the seventh master, and dragged Huang Xiaobei, who was delirious and alive, out of the banquet hall.

"Hit, when will this kid be sobered up!"

Seeing that Huang Xiaobei was dragged away, he shouted vigorously, "Are you rebelling!" Leper six, Lao Tzu usually takes you not thin, right? Why don't you recognize me as a big brother! ”

"Bang ——!" The door of the banquet hall was slammed shut by the sixth master, and then there was a brutal beating outside.

"Ouch, what am I going to do with you, do you really dare to beat the old ....... Hey, Sixth Master, why are you beating me? I didn't offend...... Fifth Master and Seventh Master, what are you two using to push the back of my head, why do you feel cold? ”

"Awake? It's so late! Keep calling me! The sixth master rolled up his sleeves and slapped Huang Xiaobei's head violently.

"Oh, what am I doing when I go to the sixth master? Why are you beating me? Can you explain clearly? Huang Xiaobei, who woke up, was beaten, which is called a head-hugging rat.

The seventh master tightened his belt, "The seventh fool loosened the bones for the king today!" ”

"Leper Liu'er teaches the king how to be a man!"

Listening to Huang Xiaobei's screams that were beaten to the point that they were about to burst their throats, Tang Seng and the others, who had been tortured by Boss Huang for almost an hour, exhaled heavily.

Damn, it can be regarded as waking up this grandson, I really haven't seen money, 36,000 can be happy like this? If he really makes millions in the future, will this person still be alive?

Well, I guess it's still a poor one, and I didn't run away.

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In Master Rowan's presidential suite.

"What to do, what to do, what to do!" The impatient Young Master Rowan stood in the room, walking around anxiously with his hands behind his back, and looked at the phone in his hand from time to time.

Young Master Rowan is very nervous now, of course, everyone can see his anxiety, because if there is no accident, it is estimated that someone will come to ask him how the game is going soon.

You, how is your game.......

In the face of the tragic reality, Young Master Luo Wen's handsome facial features were crowded together at the moment, and his charming long green hair was also scratched by him.

How can I say this, how can I say this? Could it be that we told the old guys that we had a very good match and were eliminated in the first round........ And piggyback on the secret party to the next round of the game?!

As soon as he thought of this, Young Master Rowan stomped his feet in a hurry.

Of course, he can completely put the blame on Ziming and them, after all, this is also the case, to put it mildly, Young Master Rowan can now come up with at least three reasons to justify his failure.

First of all, the bastards didn't convey the spirit of the game to us very well, so there were some deviations in the process.

Secondly, Comrade Lu Ziming, the god of good and evil cooking, was overconfident in his cooking skills, and as a result, he caused unimaginable losses.

In the end, Robert and the others did not do their best in the cooking competition, paddling the whole way.

At this point, we were accidentally eliminated in the first round, my responsibility? Not at all.

Yes, Rowan can really say that, after all, that's pretty much the case, but if he did, would he still be worthy of being the heir to the Tsmitch family?

Young Master Rowan gritted his teeth, forget it, resist yourself, just say that I didn't plan it, and the old guys shouldn't be too angry.

After all, if it was really Ziming's bastard who was too angry, and he lost as a result, he probably would have to be invited out of the family.

Looking back at Ziming, who was secretly staring at him, as soon as he found that he was looking at him, he hurriedly held the Lu recipe in his hand and pretended to look at it, Young Master Luo Wen couldn't help but grit his teeth, and felt that it didn't seem so unacceptable to let this product out of his sight.

But he didn't allow Young Master Rowan to grit his teeth more, and soon his mobile phone rang.

Looking at the phone ringing non-stop in his hand, holding the idea that stretching out his head is also a knife, and shrinking his head is also a knife, Young Master Rowan answered the phone hard.

"The race is going well, isn't it? I heard that you're in a group with the secret party, so you must have killed them all, right? ”

Listening to the hoarse voice on the phone, Young Master Rowan couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, "That,, it....... But it's, I, we're ....... Hehe, it's nothing, anyway, anyway, we will definitely be able to enter the finals this time and take away two holy weapons, please rest assured. ”

"Well, that's good, by the way, what did you just say, what happened to you?"

"Huh? Oh, nothing, nothing, we, we were praised very well, the judges all said that Ziming's cooking skills are great, he is a real contemporary food god, and many judges have invited him to be a judge of the next cooking competition. ”

The old man on the other end of the phone said with a smile, "I know you won't let me down, Ziming is a good boy, and his cooking is impeccable, but I also want to remind him a little that he can't be too proud, otherwise I always feel that one day he will pay the price for his pride and empty eyes." ”

Young Master Luo Wen stared gloomily at Ziming who was sitting on the bed behind him.

"Yes, I will tell him, and I will definitely tell our dear Mr. Good and Evil Chef."

Ziming, who covered his face with the recipe, felt the cold aura in his young master's words, and the two hands holding the recipe couldn't help but tremble.