Oguri turned around, moved his lips and didn't speak, leaving a hint of mockery in his eyes that had not yet dissipated, causing Takeda to narrow.

He immediately lowered his face and saluted as if respectfully.

Takeda walked around him and stood in front of him steadily, "What? Even you look down on me?" The voice is somewhat sharp.

Oguri subconsciously replied, "Don't dare."

There can be some sincerity in these words Takeda naturally knew it, he frowned, looked at Oguri carefully, approached his body and sniffed it, and finally noticed that something was wrong.

He thought for a moment, and then suddenly burst into a creepy laugh. He patted Oguri's shoulder vigorously, and it was heavier than the other.

"It's not a loss to be my good disciple......" Takeda pulled the corners of his lips and sighed.

Just when Oguri felt that he had nothing to hide in front of Takeda, Takeda stopped looking at him, returned to his cold grandmaster appearance, stepped on the carpet, and closed the door silently.

Watanabe Muraichi, on his part, is still fighting Pierre. Without Oguri, an outsider, Watanabe no longer hidden, turned on the speakerphone, and enjoyed the tea that Gillian rebrewed for him.

"Brother Watanabe, then I wish you success tomorrow." On the other end of the line, Pierre said aloud.

Watanabe's eyes narrowed with a smile: "Thank you for your good words."

hung up the phone and hugged Gillian again, hooked her chin with her fingertips, and pressed her face affectionately, not caring at all that there was an assistant watching from the side, obviously in a good mood: "Gillian, Gillian, I didn't expect you to know such a big person." Why, it used to be yours too...... Guests?"

Gillian pushed him away, pretending to be displeased, her eyebrows furrowed, and she tilted her head angrily: "Watanabe-sama, do you look down on me?"

"Of course not—" Watanabe knew that he was speechless, and quickly slapped his mouth lightly a few times to apologize to Mei Jiaoniang, and coaxed, "My fault, don't be angry......

Gillian, who was hugged back in her arms, gently hammered his chest, but there was no emotion in her lowered black eyes. She recalled the night when she followed Watanabe out of Huaxia, someone slapped her hard, scolded her for worshipping money and greedy for vanity, and knelt down in front of her and begged her not to leave. The crystal tears on her pale face warmed her eyebrows and eyes.

"Heh......" she curled the corners of her lips slightly, and suddenly sighed coldly.

Taking advantage of Watanabe's conversation with others, she quietly turned on her mobile phone, found an unfamiliar number marked with an asterisk, and sent a message: "It's done, don't forget your promise. 】

A second later, the other party replied: [Don't worry. 】

"Gillian—" Watanabe beckoned to her.

She deleted the message, brushed the bangs between her forehead, and smiled charmingly, "Come on."

……

On the day of the finals, a light rain began to fall in the early morning sky. The temperature also dropped several degrees, and Fang Zilu, who had rushed out of the house, shrank and rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.

It was a little early, and Huacheng was still in a foggy water vapor. Holding a huge black umbrella, the masters of Huaxia stepped on the cobblestone road step by step calmly to start the final journey.

"Shhh

Master Ah Huan calmly ordered, "Let's get to work."

Raw chicken is deboned, chicken is chopped, chicken bones are boiled in soup, and then the chicken is used to absorb the impurities in the soup, leaving the purest and most original chicken soup; Chop the pork barrel bones, blanch the water and simmer in a slow-fire casserole, until the soup is full of milk-colored bubbles, which is a big bone soup; The fish is fried until browned, mashed with a spatula, then poured into boiling water and boiled until boiling, drained the fish residue, and then slipped in tofu and preserved egg pieces, which is preserved egg fish soup.

"Hmph, hey, use the nunchuck, hmph, hey......" Fang Zilu held the knife in one hand, one by one, and smashed the garlic seeds on the cutting board to a thin smash, which was his main job today - a qualified seasoning specialist.

Chef Ah Xuan lifted the casserole, coded the flavorful ingredients, and began a simple version of the Buddha jumping over the wall to stew.

Zhang Hua is boiling mushroom soup,

Use the simplest ingredients to get the most delicious taste.

Jiugong pot, this small pot, will present nine different flavors. And...... Different guests can have different surprises when they eat -

As the meal approached, there were more people on the streets. Fang Zilu poked his head out of the open window, and the rain didn't know when it stopped, but the temperature was still a little low. He smiled, isn't it the best way to keep out the cold with a heart-warming and warm-up Jiugong pot?

The first group of guests who opened the door were a young couple, who were said to have come to Huacheng for their honeymoon from a small town in the south, but they did not expect to catch the peak of the food competition.

Fang Zilu handsomely slid down, picked up the handmade menu that had been made overnight, and explained to the two.

The woman looked at the huge copper pot drawn with watercolor pens on the menu, and the steaming heat caused her to laugh and quickly say, "Hot pot? I've eaten it!" She and her friends once ate Huaxia hot pot, which she will never forget for the rest of her life, but there is one thing she doesn't like. She frowned and shook her hand, "Don't be too spicy."

Fang Zilu winked playfully at her: "The spicy flavor in the Nine Palace Pot occupies 4, and the other 5 are not spicy."

The woman was overjoyed, "I want that, hurry up." The weather in Huacheng is so capricious, and I miss the beautiful wind and sunshine in the south."

"Is the scenery in the south beautiful?" Fang Zilu asked unconcernedly, and wrote the dishes ordered by the man on the cardboard.

The woman's expression of longing and pride in her hometown is unique: "There are endless tulip fields and vast pastures. That's my husband's hometown, Rinan."

Rinan. Fang Zilu silently read the name, then put it behind him, confirmed the menu with the two of them, and stretched out a finger: "Please wait for ten minutes."

"Master Lai, one fish fillet, one mutton and beef. Chef Zhang, a special dim sum ......" Fang Zilu shouted to the back kitchen, several masters responded, and the sound of knives rang out.

Remove the tenderloin from the pan, drain and cool, and sprinkle with a powdery and delicate seasoning. From a distance, it is glittering with fine pearls, which is the unique luster of the small crispy meat.

"The snacks we give you can be eaten on their own or boiled in a pot." Fang Zilu took a big pot and put it in the middle of the table, lit the flame below, and presented a small saucer.

The rich aroma of barbecue powder stimulated the noses of the two, and the man swallowed his saliva and carefully pinched one.

"Click-" The flesh was fried to a crisp, and the teeth snapped with a crisp crack. Chew it, the tenacity of the meat is fully revealed, this thin and fine texture, with a slight taste of fresh hemp, no matter how you chew it, you don't feel bored, and even more and more addictive. As soon as I swallowed it, the delicious aftertaste came back to me.

The man picked up another piece of it and was stopped by the woman: "Don't eat it."

"Uh, can't I eat another one?" The man looked at the little crispy meat that was already in his hand, and wanted him to put it down again, but it was more difficult than ascending to the sky, so he could only beg the woman.

The woman had no choice but to let go of her hand: "Then this one."

Fang Zilu held back a smile on the side, family status is really not a fine tradition only in China, and it is the same abroad. He couldn't help but glance at the man sympathetically, and couldn't help but straighten his chest when he thought of his wife, who was still waiting for him to come home in the magic capital.

"Is this white pot bottom water?" The woman curiously pointed to the clear bottom of the pot in the Nine Palaces and asked.