Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 878 Let's Settle the Account

Zhou Yuanqi's logic has successfully proved a truth, if you are something, it is easy to think others are something.

My heart is full of poop, and it is the same when I look at others.

"Go, all members of Shiwei Pavilion, follow me, let's go to Baifeng Pavilion to settle accounts together!" Zhou Yuanqi endured this tone for a long time.

Zhou Yuanqi took the lead, followed by girls in cheongsams, and countless people who ate melons.

"Are you sure that the firecracker rats you make are the most delicious?" Zhou Yuanqi quietly asked Lu Yue again.

"Unless heirs of the Wang family, the hidden king of the kitchen, no one can cook better than me." Lu Yue said: "I have studied this dish for a long time. It’s equally delicious, no difference, it’s absolutely impossible to taste better than mine, what kind of deliciousness is crushed? It’s all farting!”

Zhou Yuanqi was relieved, and walked forward arrogantly, wanting to kick the door of Baifeng Pavilion.

Snapped!
Meng Shihan picked up a chair and put it towards the door, without even looking at them, she turned to the kitchen and shouted: "Honey, the person opposite is here, do you want to meet?"

Yang Song recovered from cooking: "I'll come out right away."

He washed his hands and came out. When he first saw this scene, he felt happy: This is forcing the palace, I am the emperor?

Regardless of what he was thinking, Yang Song's face was tense: "What is this for?"

He naturally sat on the teacher's chair arranged by Meng Shihan, took another pot of tea, took a couple of sips, and cleared his throat: "You have to queue up to eat."

Zhou Yuanqi charged over aggressively, before he could speak, he was startled by Meng Shihan first, and then by Yang Song.

Staring at the so-called old classmate in front of him, he always felt that Yang Song had changed, but it seemed that he hadn't changed. He was still the poor student who sold baked gluten in a small dilapidated stall.

Zhou Yuanqi doesn't understand, this is called high temperament, and the aura can be retracted freely.

However, he was taken all over by Yang Song.

"We're not here to eat!"

Yang Song said: "It's not okay to come to eat. Our tickets are already full. If you want to eat, please go early tomorrow. We don't allow you to jump in line here."

"You rubbish surnamed Yang, don't mess around, I'll tell you clearly, our Shiwei Pavilion is here to challenge your Baifeng Pavilion!" Zhou Yuanqi said, pointing at Yang Song with his upper body temperament.

Challenge is a serious matter, Yang Song stood up and said seriously: "How do you want to challenge?"

Yang Song's idol is Bruce Lee.

No matter who you are, whenever and wherever you challenge me, I will accompany you.

What a powerful confidence.

Zhou Yuanqi had bad intentions, and Yang Song didn't intend to refuse.

"It's me." Lu Yue came out and said, "I want to challenge you to see who can cook the real delicious food."

The scene was silent for an instant.

In this food street, everyone is gradually getting used to Baifeng Pavilion, which is Yang Song's dominance.

Perhaps at the very beginning, some people were not convinced by Yang Song and wanted to make trouble.

When it was discovered that Yang Song's cooking skills were no longer in the same dimension as theirs, the unconvinced people couldn't even raise their hearts to pick things up.

People at the foot of the mountain don't want to fight against people above the clouds on the top of the mountain.

Lu Yue's cognition of Yang Song's cooking skills belongs to the group of people who don't know much about it.

"I want to let you know what a real firecracker is, and let you understand that only I, Lu Yue, are the big boss of this food street!"

Zhou Yuanqi was able to invite Lu Yue for a reason, the two people are exactly the same.

Yang Song didn't speak, and his face was even a little ugly.

Zhou Yuanqi was proud: "How is it? Are you afraid? Don't dare to compete with our Chef Lu with real swords and guns, and take the initiative to admit defeat. You have to knock down the signboard of Baifeng Pavilion yourself, kneel on the signboard, and eat to us. Admit defeat for the court, make an apology, get out of the food street from now on, and swear that you will never cook again in this life, so that I can consider forgiving you, a garbage man, for your ignorance."

The expressions of Yang Song and others became bright.

The diners who had eaten Baifeng Pavilion and Shiwei Pavilion at the same time couldn't help but be speechless: "Who gave this guy the courage? Gigi Leung?"

"My confidence is no longer enough to describe him."

"Brother, which hospital are you from? Hurry up and go back, it's time for the nurse to eat jelly beans for you."

……

Zhou Yuanqi stared at him angrily: "Shut up, trash, be polite to me, or don't go to our Shiwei Pavilion for dinner in the future!"

Meng Wan clutched his little heart: "I'm so scared."

"Hahaha... is also a talent."

Everyone booed.

It is impossible for Zhou Yuanqi to completely offend everyone, so he went to trouble Yang Song again: "In a word, do you dare to challenge?"

Yang Song moved his arms, regretfully: "The battle is so big, it's just like a dish."

He thought that the other party would at least compare seventeen or eighteen dishes with him.

"You failed my expectations."

He participates in the challenge, the more beautiful he wins, the more rewards the system will give.

"What do you mean?" Lu Yue felt insulted.

"Why don't we have a discussion and compare a few questions." Yang Song said. "This scene is all there, but it's only a dish, and it doesn't live up to expectations."

Mainly to live up to Yang Song.

"Are you humiliating me?" Lu Yue gritted his teeth angrily, "If that's the case, then we'll..."

Zhou Yuanqi covered Lu Yue's mouth and said instead of him: "Yang Song, we look down on you, so you are only worthy of a dish with us."

Lu Yue didn't know Yang Song as well as Zhou Yuanqi did. He clearly knew that Yang Song had some strange abilities.

Among other things, Yang Song's roast gluten swept their university by storm.

Zhou Yuanqi always felt that Yang Song had tampered with the roasted gluten, but he just didn't know what Yang Song had done.

Can't figure it out, Zhou Yuanqi simply didn't want to.

"We're only going to compete with you on firecrackers. If you dare, smash the signboard, make an apology, and get out of the food street!" Zhou Yuan wondered.

"Competition, of course." Yang Song said: "Come on, let's compare now. I'll take out the kitchen utensils. Let's gong and drum in front of each other. Let's compare now. Finish the competition sooner, and we have to open."

"Who said it's time to compete now?" Zhou Yuan wondered.

"Not now?"

"This is a big event, we have to prepare well!" Zhou Yuanqi has already thought about inviting a few more reporters from TV stations, as well as Internet celebrity live broadcast hosts.

He must let more people witness Yang Song's failure.

"Compared to a dish, it only takes a few minutes, how can it be a big deal?" Yang Song said: "This is obviously a very ordinary little thing."

Ever since he, Yang Song, embarked on the path of God of Cooking, has he experienced fewer challenges?
He's used to it.

Every once in a while, some people who don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth are will challenge Yang Song.

Was he ever afraid?
Zhou Yuanqi stomped his feet angrily: "No, let's compete in five days. I want someone to build a ring here and stand on the ring to compete. This is the card of our food, and a small person like you won't understand it."

Little man Yang Song: "Hehe, as long as you are happy."

(End of this chapter)