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Chapter 21 tit for tat!

As soon as this statement came out, the whole room was silent!

The medicated chefs and wandering visitors in the exhibition hall looked at Sikong one after another, and even the passers-by outside the hall were attracted to watch the excitement.

The host had a cold sweat on his face and laughed one after another and said: "Haha, my friend, don't be joking. This new meal may have some unknown shortcomings, but it is far from being highly toxic! After all, it has been through 32 Tasting by a sommelier, oh, but I don’t know how many levels of sommelier my friend has passed?”

A gaze came from not far away, like a needle prick, implying anger, Sikong knew the owner of the gaze without raising his head.

"Oh?"

Sikong was not salty, glanced at the host, and his modest voice echoed in the exhibition hall through the microphone: "Why, honest words are harsh, even if I am not a catering expert, speaking for the majority of consumers, is there something wrong?"

The host sweated even more, and laughed at the crowd around him, and replied: "Whatever it is, it doesn't matter. If you have any questions, please speak up!"

Under the eyes of everyone, Sikong grabbed the microphone, strode up to Kefeng Jiuzhuan roe, and smiled at the calm Xiao Baishi: "I don't know how many levels of medicated diet master this master has passed?"

Xiao Baishi took a deep look at Sikong, but still replied: "No talent, I just passed the examination as a junior medicated diet teacher a few days ago."

"I heard that Master Xiao is still a freshman?" Sikong continued to ask.

"Yes, freshman."

Xiao Baishi nodded, and stood up a little straighter. There was a hint of pride in his eyes, as if he was proud of his youth and success.

Sure enough, many people noticed Xiao Baishi's slightly immature appearance and age, and bursts of surprise and admiration could be heard.

In fact, there are countless cultivators of civilization in the Central Empire, and almost all of them are also knowledgeable in pharmacology, architecture, engineering, etc. In other words, a cultivator with superb cultivation must also be an expert in a certain professional discipline. Even those who are the leaders.

However, due to the limitations of the "nerve end conduction technology", it is impossible to achieve real synchronous big data of the human body, so practitioners still need to work hard and study hard, and it is by no means a day's work to be proficient in a subject.

The entry-level titles in all walks of life are already good, and you can find a stable job, but often those who can get the entry-level titles are those in their 30s who have experienced some social polishing.

In other words, Xiao Baishi is still a freshman in college, so he has already graduated without any worries, not to mention that he will continue his studies and make further progress, which can be said to have a bright future.

"Oh, no wonder, a proud man like Master Xiao lives in the Manman Ivory Pavilion, how can he know the life of ordinary people?"

Sikong, who was still praising Xiao Baishi, changed his tone, implying ridicule.

"This friend is eloquent, but he still didn't tell Xiao's diet. Where is the poison? If you talk about it, you don't need Xiao to do it. Someone in the exhibition hall will invite you out."

Xiao Baishi spoke calmly, but at the end, there was a hint of threat.

Sure enough, when Xiao Baishi finished speaking, there were two fierce and burly men in heavy armor, who gave a deep shout, and deliberately wiped the guns in their hands.

The second world has the laws and regulations of the second world, but specific local regions also have their specific rules!

Sikong's poisonous words were not only slapping him, Xiao Baishi, but also slapping those 32 cooks in the face!
However, Sikong looked at the reward agreement scrolling on the exhibition hall, and there was an impressive one among them - after being tasted by the cooker, anyone who proves that the newly created meal has defects and loopholes will be rewarded with [-] to [-] Ziwei coins depending on the situation .

Sikong smiled coldly in his heart, slapping his face to get revenge?

If slapping faces can make money, no matter how many faces come, I have to slap them!

Holding the microphone, Sikong suddenly said loudly: "That's good! Let me ask you, what kind of consumers are you targeting at the so-called carved phoenix nine turn roe deer?!"

No need for Xiao Baishi to answer, the host who had been hanging there all the time popped up: "The price of this meal is about [-] yuan, so naturally it targets middle and lower consumers."

"Well."

An inexplicable smile hung on Sikong's mouth: "Then it's the vast number of low-level empire residents?"

Sikong's gaze shifted among the crowd of onlookers outside the exhibition hall, and suddenly he fixed his gaze and saw a man: "My friend, I would like to ask you something."

Dao Dao cast his eyes, and the person being questioned was obviously a little flustered. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he was wearing an ordinary blue polyester cardigan with folds on the edges.

The man's rough fingers were mixed with dirt. Although there were traces of trimming, it was difficult to conceal the skin color eroded by the sand.

Thinking about it, this is an ordinary person who has been traveling all year round and has experienced many vicissitudes.

Sikong saw this person's embarrassment, and said calmly: "It's okay, brother, I just want to ask you, if you bought this plate of meals, what would you do?"

The man stroked his head hidden behind the mist, and replied honestly with a strong dialect: "Of course, I ate it up and licked all the plates clean!"

As soon as he said this, the whole crowd burst into laughter. The man blushed, waved his hands, and hid in the crowd.

Sikong signaled for silence, held the microphone, and spoke in a straight tone, making it difficult for people to tell who was the host.

"Rough words or not, what this old man said reflects the voice of the majority of consumers at the bottom."

Sikong's smile suddenly froze, with a little cold light on, he looked back at Xiao Baishi, and asked——

"Then, Master Xiao, your main dish, the magic stone roe deer, has a strong heart and is meant to produce body fluids; and there is a side dish 'Snow Mud Grass', which is cold in nature and is meant to suppress blood. Once mixed together, it will lead to half-body paralysis and blockage of blood vessels, and severe thrombosis and sudden death!"

"Of course Mr. Xiao spends a lot of money and only eats the essence of the meal, but the majority of low-level consumers like me are reluctant to waste even a little bit. Regardless of the staple food and side dishes, we eat everything clean!"

Sikong looked deeply at Xiao Baishi, and said word by word: "Am I right? Master Xiao."

Everyone looked at the meal and Xiao Baishi in amazement.

The atmosphere in the exhibition hall was heavy because of Sikong's aggressiveness.

Xiao Baishi was silent at first, but when he looked at Sikong, his eyes gradually became contemptuous.

Then Xiao Baishi laughed loudly: "How can I not know the most basic pharmacology?!"

Xiao Baishi suddenly picked up the engraved phoenix nine-turned roe, pointed to one of the jasper-colored side dishes, faced everyone, and said loudly: "This is the 'Baitong leaf', which is taken from the thousand-year-old Baitong leaf in the 'Qingguang Star Field'." The young leaves of the tree are made by drying in the sun for nine days and extracting the fragrance for three days!"

"The sex is changeable, and the medicine can be adjusted. After being used as a bridge between the heart of the magic stone roe deer and the slush grass, not only does it not have any disadvantages, but it will open up the capillaries of the human eye and have a slight effect of improving eyesight!"

"You, do you understand?"

Xiao Baishi put down his dinner plate, as if he was teaching Sikong to be condescending.

When the onlookers outside the hall heard this, many of them looked like, "I don't know what you are talking about, but you seem to be very powerful."

And some people who are involved in pharmacology seem to have a clear look, as if they have already thought of the joints.

Almost everyone cast doubtful eyes on Sikong.

The meaning is self-evident.

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(End of this chapter)