"Minister Xie, what kind of wind is blowing you?"

In the backyard of the restaurant, Chen Hu, who saw Xie Wenlong again, smiled smilingly.

"Nature is the wind. Xie Wenlong said with a smile.

"Oh?" Chen Hu invited Xie Wenlong to sit down at the stone table, with a look of eagerness on his face.

"It's a matter of you competing with Wu Ping, the senior chef of a certain building. The guild is ready to take over, I don't know what you think?" Xie Wenlong didn't go around, and directly threw out his intentions.

As in Wu Ping's place before, the opinions of the parties were sought.

"So enthusiastic?" Chen Hu said suspiciously.

I don't doubt that they can host it, after all, it is a chef's guild, a serious chef collective organization, and the fairness and prestige alone are enough for them to preside over such a competition.

It's just that Chen Hu is a little suspicious of their motives, and he rushed to ask for the right to undertake, but no one can not doubt their purpose.

"Isn't that a coincidence? Xie Wenlong chuckled.

Then there was no need for Chen Hu to ask, Xie Wenlong took care of himself and told the cause of the incident.

"It happened that there was such a thing as a demon invasion, and the vast majority of the people in the city were still immersed in sorrow, and the atmosphere of urban life was on the low side...... Originally, the guild wasn't going to do anything, but something like you happened again...... It can be used to make some articles, divert the attention of the people, and also enhance the reputation of the guild by the way. ”

"There is no conflict with the things between you, and it can even be a win-win situation, so why not?"

“...... What are you going to do?" Chen Hu was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly and asked again.

"It's up to us to apply for a venue from the city government, make a ring, including all the ingredients that may be used, and then select five respected masters from the guild to serve as judges, supervise by the people, and make on-site propositions to complete the food fight between you and Wu Ping. Xie Wenlong said.

The food bucket is both a halberd, but it is just a domestic name.

"How to ensure the fairness of those judges. Chen Hu thought for a moment and asked again.

He is not afraid of anything else, but he is afraid of encountering unfairness. This became a sensitive point in his mind after that True Spirit Realm challenge, and finally lost some halberd to be affected by external factors, and he really didn't want to encounter it again.

"I can only guarantee that the chefs in the guild are all people who are decent in terms of artistic ethics, and for the rest, I can only help you keep that possibility to a minimum. Xie Wenlong reined in the performance on his face and said with a positive color.

In other words, they are all fine in terms of cooking skills, and they are all people who can be loyal to their profession, but their character is ......

The same rice is like a hundred people, Xie Wenlong has no way to take it, so he can only try to screen it.

"Okay, I'll trouble your association. Chen Hu pondered for a moment, and finally nodded heavily, affirming.

It is enough to be able to do this step, as for more, Chen Hu is not ready to ask for it.

After all, in this world, there is no such thing as an absolute 100% grasp.

"Thank you for your cooperation. Xie Wenlong said with a smile.

After a few more small talks, Xie Wenlong got up to say goodbye, and the turnaround association began to work on the promotion and preparation of the next food fight.

So the next day, the food fight, which was already well-known in the city, became even more noisy, whether it was the high-ranking officials and nobles at the top, or the peddlers and pawns at the bottom, they all talked about it in their spare time.

It can be seen that it has attracted enthusiastic attention.

Then, in this case, the matter of the food bucket was quickly settled, and it was announced that three days later, at noon, that is, at 12 o'clock, it would be officially held in front of a street near the area where the chef's guild was located!

So in an instant, the already hot things became more lively, and countless people and chefs agreed one after another, ready to arrive at the venue on time the day after tomorrow, and witnessed the style of the two senior chefs fighting with their own eyes.

......

"If you have something to say, you can say it, and if you have a fart, let it go. Chen Hu looked at Abin, who had come to him seven or eight times a day, and always looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, and scolded unhappily.

"Uh, that owner, how sure are you that you can win that Master Wu Ping of the so-and-so building?" Abin hesitated, but after all, he couldn't hold back the inquiry in his heart, and asked.

"Why, can't you trust me?" Chen Hu glanced at him with slanted eyes, and asked in a rhetorical voice.

"No, it's not, how could it. Isn't this someone opening a handicap outside, if you always want to win, you will lose two, and if Wu Ping wins, you will lose one and five, I want to buy you to win, so I want to be sure again. Abin flattered Chen Hu with a shy face.

"Someone else opened a handicap?" Chen Hu was stunned, he didn't expect that someone would open a handicap for this matter, and the gambling style was prosperous enough.

"yes. Abin Leng said.

"It's up to you to decide for yourself, you can buy whichever you want. Chen Hu looked at him with a smile, shook his head, and continued to pick up the large vat at his feet and sit on the horse, his muscles squirming slightly.

He is making wine and practicing, so as to perceive the subtle changes in his strength, so as to strengthen the degree of his listening strength and the degree of cultivation of his dark energy, as if the third level of kung fu is advancing.

"Hey, hey, which one else can you buy? I'm sure you will win if you buy the owner!" Abin sneered, and said firmly in a sonorous tone with the appearance of a gentleman with life.

As for what's going on in my heart, the devil knows.

Then Abin didn't bother anymore and slipped back to the front hall.

And so it passed for another two days, and the day of the fight came just in time. Chen Hu rarely changed into a clean and formal modern chef's uniform, wrapped the Yiling knife in his hand in a black deerskin cloth, held it in his hand, and moved straight towards the venue under the guidance of his younger brother Abin.

Along the way, because of Chen Hu's solitary behavior and strange costumes, it has attracted the attention of others, especially those ghosts from modern times, as if they have been in the past twenty or thirty years, and the gaze towards Chen Hu is full of complexity.

probably didn't expect that at the same time, Chen Hu, a modern person, could be so noisy here in the spirit world.

After traveling like this for twenty or thirty minutes, Chen Hu successfully arrived at the neighborhood where the venue was located.

As soon as it arrived, it caused quite a stir.

"Look, Chen Hu from Chen's Restaurant is here!"

"Wow!"

"Where's it? Let me see!"

"Right there, the guy in white. ”

Then the crowd spontaneously dispersed to both sides, making way for Chen Hu to go to the ring.

One step, two steps, three steps, a calm and invisible momentum slowly brewed from Chen Hu's body.