When He Yong opened the soup basin, the onlookers all showed disdain.

After all, it has been decided: no matter what kind of soup He Yong makes, Zhou Hao will be declared victorious, so there is no sense of expectation for He Yong's soup.

It's just that after He Yong uncovered the lid of the soup pot, everyone's expressions changed!

I saw that after the soup pot was revealed, several blue rays of light surged up in an instant, and the light rose to the sky, and on He Yong's pot of soup, a dragon and a phoenix were conjured.

Dragons and phoenixes sing together!

Long Yifeng was entangled and frolicking with each other in the air, and they circled around the pot of soup several times before they plunged into the soup.

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And with that, it's a crazy scent!

"Good, so fragrant......"

"I—I feel...... I seem to be hungry again......"

"How can you think so fragrantly? Chicken stewed with yam is just a very ordinary soup. Why? Why do I feel a strong urge to take a sip right now?"

"Maybe, maybe it just smells good......"

"However, just now there was a dragon and phoenix in his soup, and it is better looking than Zhou Hao's......"

"This, this vision in the soup, they are tied. ”

"Then this fragrance, is it considered a tie for them?"

"This ...... I still think Zhou Hao's soup has a ...... flavor Well, well, a tie, it's a tie......"

"What's so important about the scent? It's the smell that matters. If a piece of Xiang makes him fragrant, will you think it is delicious? ”

"Rub, can you stop being so disgusting?"

“......”

Jin Qiufeng's old face twitched, but soon said with a straight face: "Okay, it's all quiet." Let's taste the soup made by He Xian's nephew first, and there is a comparison to distinguish the winner from the loser. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to fill himself with a bowl first.

When the rest of the people saw it, they also lined up with bowls to serve soup, and when they saw Zhou Hao's face a little ugly, they were also a little embarrassed, so they comforted Zhou Hao one by one and said:

"Zhou Hao, I'm just tasting the taste. ”

"Yes, yes, after tasting it, you can tell the winner. ”

"Senior Brother Zhou, you have to be confident! We believe that you are the best. ”

“......”

Soon, everyone scooped up a bowl of soup and drank it together under the leadership of Jin Qiufeng.

It's just an entrance to chicken soup, and everyone's expressions are changing!

"How...... How could there be such a delicious soup?"

"This soup...... It should be the soup from the fairy world in the mythical story uploaded by the invincible master, right?"

"Oh my God, it's called soup now! I used to drink it, can it be called soup?"

"Compared to this bowl of soup, all I drank before was urine!"

“......”

When Zhou Hao heard this, his face was as ugly as eating Xiang. These guys obviously drank his soup just now, but now they say that compared to He Yong's soup, all they drank before was urine......

Jin Qiufeng wiped his mouth, unceremoniously scooped a bowl again, and when he was about to drink it, he saw everyone with their mouths open and staring at him.

His old face was hot, and he coughed dryly and said, "I just ate it too fast, and I haven't tasted it yet, so I'll try it again......"

Everyone cast disdainful glances, but Jin Qiufeng ignored it, raised his head and drank the soup that was served again.

After drinking, he actually took the bowl and wanted to scoop it again......

He Yong smiled slightly, and asked Jin Qiufeng, "Golden Hall Master, how does it taste?"

"Yay. Jin Qiufeng said without hesitation.

"Compared to Brother Zhou's soup, who makes it tastes better?"

"Of course you made this, yam chicken soup. ”

Jin Qiufeng said without hesitation.

But after saying that, he regretted it, but after saying it, he regretted it, isn't this just an admission that He Yong won the victory?

So he said: "Of course, consider all aspects of color, aroma and taste. It's hard to tell the difference between you and your soup is delicious......

Zhou Hao's old face was unbearable, so he took the initiative to stand up to Jin Qiufeng and He Yong and said, "Uncle Jin, Brother He, I admit defeat." Seeing your reaction, I also understand: Brother He's soup is indeed better than mine, and if Brother He participates in the God of Food Contest next year, then I have no hope of winning. ”

Jin Qiufeng's face changed, and finally he sighed and said: "Okay, we can't speak with a clear conscience, He Xian, this time, you won the competition again!"

As soon as Jin Qiufeng's voice fell, He Yong heard the system prompt tone:

"Ding, congratulations on completing the Serial Challenge Quest (4) and winning the title of Culinary Master. Title Effect: Experience points gained are multiplied by two. ”

He Yong's heart was excited, and now there was already an eightfold bonus!

As long as you get a title, you will have a tenfold bonus!

Thinking of this, he said to everyone with a straight face: "Okay, then we will have the last competition, and this time we will compete......"

Before he could finish speaking, he heard someone interrupt him and say, "Brother He, slow down! Every time you make a question, you are good at it." You've won four games in a row, and we recognize you as an all-around talent. But if you win five games in a row, we won't be able to save face, so can you let us solve the problem this time?"

The rest of the people also reflected that He Yong had won four games in a row, and at this time, no one objected to saying that he was an all-round genius. But if he is allowed to win five games in a row, it will be a big shame for the Tianmeng to lose face.

The elites of various industries were defeated by the same person, this kind of thing is not good to say!

He Yong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Okay, what do you say?"

He has a system in his body, no matter what it is, even if he is temporarily exchanged, it will be too late to directly upgrade to the grandmaster level.

A group of people looked at each other, and then their lips moved slightly, apparently whispering.

Soon they discussed the results, and a tall and strong man walked out and said to He Yong:

"Brother He, under Zhao Zhigang. I don't know how you play football? Why don't we just shoot the goal? Because you're just one person, and football is a team sport.

If you let our people team up with you, you don't feel at ease, and it's unfair, so let's try to shoot.

Let's play five goals each, how about the number of goals we score?"

He Yong nodded and said, "Yes, but I want to take a break, how about we continue to compete?"

Zhao Zhigang hurriedly nodded and said, "No problem, otherwise let's have lunch first." After eating, let's start the game. ”

Jin Qiufeng immediately instructed the disciples to prepare meals, and everyone ate and drank together.

At the dinner table, many people began to deliberately befriend He Yong, obviously knowing He Yong's potential and wanting to befriend him.

He Yong did not refuse to come, and he smiled at everyone. Anyway, it's a scene, so you don't have to take it seriously. If they knew that the forces behind him were fake, these people would definitely rush to him, and they would not have any friendship with him at all.

After eating, He Yong excused himself to take a break, then closed his eyes and called out the virtual system......

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