In the bazaar, laughter came and went.

Fang Zilu used an international language, and most people understood it, and his eyes went back and forth on several people's bodies repeatedly, all of them were the same oriental faces, and they also knew the entanglement in between. Naturally, there are more people who laugh at Takeda.

Takeda's lungs were about to explode, and his face was already a little hideous at this moment, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Good, good! It's your own death, don't blame me for being merciless!"

"What side? Want us to show you mercy? That's not good, it's a game!" Fang Zilu was in awe, showing that he absolutely defended the fairness and justice of the game.

It's been such a time, and this little old man still wants to say cruel words. He can see that this little old man can understand some international languages, but he can't speak, so who is he pitted?

Fang Zilu pursed his lips and glanced at the little old man, this kind of person should be let be beaten by society, so that he can feel the sinister of the world, so that he can be a good person.

"No more nonsense, let's get started!"

It was useless to say more, so Takeda turned his head and left, throwing down a sentence full of anger.

"Phew!" Chef Lai took a sip, "I really think I'm a character! Brother Hua, don't be afraid, we have us!"

Zhang Hua's heart was moved, the corners of his eyes were moist, but the smile on his face became more and more prosperous.

At this moment, Yu Jian stood in the crowd, but he was extremely calm, as if he had long expected Takeda's move. In other words, she was waiting, waiting for the moment when Takeda couldn't hold his breath and jumped out automatically.

In the Huaxia restaurant, Zhang Hua is struggling with what kind of pastries to make. It can be seen from Takeda's appearance just now that the Neon Kingdom has probably studied every participant in Huaxia fiercely. Since he dares to challenge Zhang Hua, he must be sure of victory.

Although Zhang Hua is the successor of the Manchu and Han Quanxi, to be honest, there are only a few famous white cases of the Manchu and Han Quanxi, as long as you use a little dim sum, it is not a problem to reproduce it.

"Master Dahua, you won't be a little older than the Manchu Han Quan Xi? Doesn't it mean that the capital has a very rich heritage......" Fang Zilu made an idea on the side. Throughout the two major capitals of China, the capital is known for its humanity and has always been the capital of China; The magic capital is a rising star, and its economic development is far ahead, but in the end, it is rich or rich, and when it comes to humanistic feelings, it has to be the capital that is better.

Zhang Hua pondered for a moment and shook his head. There are indeed a lot of traditional pastries in Beijing, but most of them are market snacks, and the method is not too complicated, and this is a world food competition, so naturally I want to show something more powerful.

"I have an idea." Yu Jian suddenly spoke, her eyes glittering, "However, maybe we have to seek the help of Master Zhang of the Su Sect."

……

"Takeda-sensei......" Li Yi came in through the door breathlessly and bowed hastily.

Takeda was still secretly angry, and he didn't have a good face for him, so he snorted, "What about Watanabe?"

"Watanabe-sensei said that he still has important things to deal with, and he may not be able to make it for the time being, so you will be in charge of everything here." Li Yi pushed his eyes, and there was bitterness in his tone.

Takeda: "You didn't give him the recording?"

Li Yi replied, "Listen. But Watanabe-sensei didn't particularly care, and he said...... He said......" His tone began to hesitate.

"What do you say?!"

"He said you don't have to talk about the emperor everywhere. The Emperor is the Emperor of the Neon Country, so he will naturally stand by the people of the Neon Country......" Li Yi said.

After a few shots of Takeda's case, his face suddenly turned a few points white, and he stared at Li Yi with shame and indignation, making him tremble with fright. Takeda's anger was almost to the point of rage, "Good! It's all good!" He gasped and couldn't speak.

Li Yi hurriedly stepped forward, patted him on the back to give him relief, and whispered to comfort him, "Teacher Takeda, be careful of your body. Mr. Watanabe obviously has an opinion about you, so let's not be like him. Right now, it's all about winning the game." He said this in Huaxia language, and he said it in Takeda's ear, and the voice was heard only by Takeda.

The assistant on the side quietly pricked up his ears, and could only vaguely hear a few vague words, and couldn't help frowning

Head.

Takeda didn't see this scene, he was still immersed in his anger. But Li Yi's afterglow swept away. The corners of his lips curled, and a slightly sarcastic smile suddenly appeared, but only for a moment, it disappeared completely.

After a moment, Takeda's face recovered a little. But in Li Yi's eyes, he suddenly showed fatigue, and his shoulders, which had been straight, slackened slightly, Watanabe's attitude really brought him a big blow.

"Xiao Yi." Takeda held Li Yi's hand and patted the back of his hand, his tone was a little sad and sad, "Only you can help me."

Li Yi lowered his eyes, and there was no trace of emotion in the pupils under his eyelashes: "Teacher Takeda, you say."

The showdown between Takeda Dairo and Huaxia is imminent, but his mood is not very good at the moment, so he needs a capable assistant. In his eyes, Li Yi is not only an ally of the Neon Country who turned from Huaxia to the Neon Country like him, but also his reliance.

"I'm going to make swan cakes, you help me." Takeda Dairo said in a deep voice. He chose a pastry style that he had never tried before, but as long as he could finish it, he would definitely be able to crush all of them and become the honor of all things.

Swan crisp, in the shape of a swan, with a long neck entwined, ready to go, and a rich feather on the back, is the pinnacle of Chinese crisp pastries. The craftsmanship of opening crisps is not only good for Wu Guoliang, but also for his martial arts family, he is naturally not far behind. But this kind of craftsmanship is too exhausting, and he is now an old man, and his stamina and physical strength cannot keep up.

With neon people all around him, he believes in Li Yi, who is also from Huaxia, so Li Yi will become his hand and complete all the physical items in the swan cake instead of him.

"It's going to slow down, yes, that's it. Kneading dough is actually very particular, and this is the key to the gluten of the dough." Takeda sat on the sidelines and pointed carefully, causing a wave of dissatisfaction among the assistants behind him.

"Teacher, we can do all the work." The assistant's brows furrowed even tighter, "Li Sang, he has never made pastries, this is too difficult for him."

Who knew that Takeda Dairo didn't pay attention to it at all, and continued, "It's the key to making puff pastry right away, you can listen carefully......

The assistant stepped forward, stood in front of Takeda Dairo, and looked at him stubbornly: "Teacher......

"Stand down!" Takeda Dairo snorted and glanced at him sharply, "Here, I'm in charge!" If I let him get on, he will get on! If you have any problems, go outside and help!"

The assistant froze and looked at him incredulously. He is Takeda's favorite disciple and the successor of Takeda Dairo. But now, Mr. Takeda actually let a layman learn his mastery!

Mr. Watanabe is really right, Huaxia people, there is no good thing!

Even though his hands were tightly clenched into fists at the moment, he still bowed respectfully, slowly retreated behind Takeda, and said in an obscure tone, "I'm sorry teacher, it's me...... Wrong."