Hu Jinbiao stood there motionless, his face full of shock, like an exaggerated sculpture, which attracted the attention of countless people.

"What's going on? Is this too tasty? Or is it too bad?"

"Isn't this expression exaggerated a little excessive, it's so fake!"

"Could it be poison, this old man couldn't bear it after eating it, so he immediately drove to the west?"

"Hehe, let's take a look, it's a good show, it's always unexpected, constantly challenging the nerves of our waiting, wonderful, wonderful, really wonderful!"

The clumsy movements, exaggerated expressions, I couldn't help but talk about it without attracting everyone's attention, guessing in my heart, expecting it in my eyes, and paying attention to the development of the situation.

"Hmph! It must be too unpalatable, grandpa has this expression every time he eats such an unpalatable meal. Hu Xiaorou glanced at Ye Bufan disdainfully, "The age gap is not something that can be made up by the low-level strategy of grandstanding, the chef and his party, the older they are, the more experienced they are, this is an indisputable fact!"

"Is it too delicious, or is it too unpalatable? The matter has not yet reached the last step, don't jump to conclusions, otherwise it will ......" Liu Qing'er smiled slightly, and said lightly, "Otherwise, you will be the last one who will be slapped in the face." ”

"Hmph! This uncle is really not particular at all, can he eat such a big bowl of noodles alone? Why don't you divide a bowl for me to taste in advance?" Fang Xiaoyu pouted with a cute little mouth, very dissatisfied with the old man Hu Jinbiao, very unhappy.

"It seems that I'm going to have the first time in the world in Aoba City!" Fang Tianhua's eyes flashed slightly, and there was a hint of anticipation on his face.

Old man Hu Jinbiao stood in the middle of the gate of Tianxiang Pavilion, holding a bowl in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, standing there in a daze, like a puppet, the top of his head was facing the four big characters of "No. 1 in the world" at the top of Tianxiang Pavilion, under the sunlight, the golden font was shining, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Okay old man, don't pretend!" Ye Bufan was speechless at this, this acting skill is so exaggerated, it's too exaggerated, "Although I know that my noodles are delicious, but you can't even say anything if it's not delicious, right?"

Ye Bufan's words were like the last straw that crushed the camel, and the old man Hu Jinbiao finally couldn't bear it, his eyes widened, and he roared: "Wow, it's so delicious, I seem to have seen a heavenly fairyland, fairies dancing, the emperor of heaven is majestic, the clouds are steaming, and the pure land of bliss is ah!"

After speaking, Hu Jinbiao gently smashed his mouth, a little regretful, that feeling was really cool, especially when he tasted that taste for the first time, that feeling could not be described in words.

"Hehe, it's delicious, let my old man eat this bowl of noodles!"

Old man Hu Jinbiao smiled, and inhaled the noodles that had just been torn off with chopsticks and fell in the bowl directly into his mouth, and then his eyes widened, he took a step back, and chewed while sucking the noodles into his mouth under the gaze of everyone.

"Haha, it's delicious, it's so delicious, it's really delicious!" Hu Jinbiao chirped his mouth, the meaning was not finished, and he picked up the chicken nuggets in the bowl and took a bite, "Good guy, how can it be so delicious!"

Old man Hu Jinbiao's eyes widened, he looked like he had seen a ghost, stared at Ye Bufan incredulously, and said incredulously: "Boy, my method is similar to yours, why is the taste of this chicken so different?"

"Huh. ”

Ye Bufan smiled slightly, and said: "The condiments are different, and the combination of condiments is also different, although you have a lot of condiments, but you don't have all of them, just a little more chili." ”

"Huh?"

Hu Jinbiao was stunned for a moment, puzzled: "The old man has just carefully investigated, my condiments are about the same as yours, what do you put in my old man, why is the taste so bad?"

"Proportions and matching. ”

Seeing the expectations on the faces of the chefs around him, Ye Bufan couldn't help but nod slightly, and said: "Just like colors, all the colors in the world can be mixed from the three most basic colors of red, yellow and blue, and the proportion of this condiment is also similar to it, do you understand?"

"I see. ”

Hu Jinbiao suddenly realized, lowered his head thoughtfully, and said secretly in his heart: "What a powerful boy, he even knows the most basic colors of red, yellow and blue, what kind of secrets are hidden in this kid's body?"

"Awesome! I really deserve to be the big celebrity in my Aoba City, the second best shop in the world, and the first in the world!"

Although many monks were puzzled by the three basic colors of red, yellow and blue, when they saw Ye Bufan's shocked appearance, they quickly realized that Ye Bufan's words were very powerful, so their expressions were shocked, their eyes were fanatical, and they shouted: "Brother Fan is mighty, Brother Fan is domineering, Brother Fan is invincible!"

Hu Jinbiao raised his head suddenly, his eyes turned amber, this was a kind of celestial eye power that he had opened, which was very similar to the demon eye of the goat spirit that Ye Bufan had killed. This pair of heavenly eyes is also Hu Jinbiao's very proud supernatural power, known as to investigate the falsehood and return to the source.

"Hehe, it's my turn, senior, your Yangchun noodles have an attractive aroma, and they are very delicious at first glance, and the juniors are welcome!"

Ye Bufan walked to Hu Jinbiao's board with a smile, gently picked up a bowl of noodles, and then copied it with chopsticks, nodded and praised while eating, and said: "It is really worthy of being an old chef who has been immersed in cooking for decades, although the taste is a little worse than my Shenzhou ramen, but it is still quite delicious." ”

Hu Jinbiao ate Ye Bufan's Shenzhou ramen, and Ye Bufan, after only eating a bite of Yangchun noodles, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, and he already had a number in his heart, and the victory and defeat had been divided.

"Whew!"

Ye Bufan exhaled calmly, slowly walked in front of Hu Xiaorou, stretched out his hand gently, blinked his eyes and said, "Miss, your grandfather has already lost, do you want to fulfill your promise?"

"Humph!"

Hu Xiaorou snorted coldly, clasped her hands in front of her chest, looked at Ye Bufan with disdain, and said, "You said you won, you won? I don't know where you got your confidence!"

After that, he looked at Hu Jinbiao and said, "Grandpa, for these two kinds of noodles, one is made by you and the other is tasted by you, who do you think is the final champion?"

"yes, who's the last champion, the one who has the last laugh?"

The people around him looked nervous, although they had the answer in their hearts, but before Hu Jinbiao, an old-timer, said it, everything was just speculation.