The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 177

Surprised, Yi Ping suddenly clapped his hands, "Yes, you can invite two amateur judges, isn't there a quota?"

Yi Jing looked at her motivated brother, and said dumbfoundedly, "There is a quota, are you two interested?"

"Yes." Qiao Yimo blurted out.

Fu Moshen added, "But our tastes are only personal opinions, and may not represent..."

Yi Ping waved his hands, "To be a restaurant is not to be a gourmet, of course it is to cater to the tastes of the public, so that's it!"

It's really settled.

The next day's game was in full swing.

Many contestants competed against each other, which can be said to be wonderful. As an amateur judge, Qiao Yimo, although he could only taste each dish with Fu Moshen, it was definitely delicious.

Qiao Yimo lowered his voice, "How can I not have such a smell?"

The contestant on the side blushed, "I can write you the recipe when I leave the arena."

What is this handsome guy thinking, is it too obvious?

Qiao Yimo was about to refuse, but Fu Moshen, as if declaring his sovereignty, hugged Qiao Yimo's waist and walked towards the next contestant.

Qiao Yimo suppressed a smile, "You are too stingy."

Fu Moshen's expression was not very good, "No."

"Okay, let's try it again." Qiao Yimo looked forward, "After scoring, select the ten players with the best scores, and the finals will come soon."

Fu Moshen tightened his arms around her, "You are much happier."

Qiao Yimo always didn't want to tell Fu Moshen about the past life, but said, "I'm not unhappy, I just...too idle."

Hey, this reason is too far-fetched.

Fu Moshen pulled Qiao Yimo to sit in the judges' seat, watching the last ten contestants busy in the atmosphere of fireworks.

An hour later, the dishes were on the table.

At this time, the host said that the organizer had invited the "God of Chef", and he also presented a home-cooked dish to the judges.Pineapple sweet and sour meat!

This is too homely, the curious Qiao Yimo pulled Fu Moshen, and that was the first thing he tried.

Qiao Yimo just took a sip, and instantly felt that his taste buds were going to explode.

How can it be so delicious!

She grabbed Fu Moshen's hand with great excitement, and shook it vigorously, "Quick, come and taste it too!"

Qiao Yimo stuffed a piece of Gu Nuo meat into Fu Moshen's mouth.

Fu Moshen didn't resist either, and looked at Qiao Yimo with a smile on his face, his eyes were shining and full of joy.

"How about it?"

"It's really good." Fu Moshen hadn't seen Qiao Yimo so happy for a long time.

As soon as God of Cooking appeared, all the other contestants became overshadowed.

Other judges also praised Chef God.

God of Cooking stood aside with a calm expression, as if he had heard too many compliments and was already somewhat immune.

Qiao Yimo's eyes followed the plate of pineapple and glutinous rice all the time.

The look of drooling made Fu Moshen unable to suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth.

"You like it that much?" He asked softly in Qiao Yimo's ear, but Qiao Yimo didn't even want to answer, her eyes didn't have time to pay attention to other things.

Nor did she notice that Fu Moshen beside her stood up.

Without Qiao Yimo's attention, Fu Moshen went to find the Yi family brothers and sisters in private, and asked them to match up, and asked the chef god to cook another meal for the heroine.

Qiao Yimo must be satisfied that he likes him so much.

The brothers and sisters of the Yi family stood up quickly, and took the initiative to introduce Fu Moshen to the God of Cooking.

Originally, I thought it would be difficult to invite the God of Cooking, but I didn't expect the God of Cooking to agree directly. He just said that there are many people making appointments. Since the brothers and sisters of the Yi family are connected, they should make arrangements in advance, but they need to wait for the notice.

Fu Moshen naturally didn't have any objections. The Master of Cooking was famous, so it was normal to wait for him to have time, so he naturally wouldn't care.

After they discussed it, Fu Moshen turned around and found Qiao Yimo who was looking for him everywhere.

He rushed to Qiao Yimo's side again. After participating in the food competition, Qiao Yimo's mood was much better.

The two brothers and sisters had already arranged accommodation for them, and when Qiao Yimo was tired from shopping, he went back to rest early.

For some reason, as soon as Qiao Yimo touched the pillow, sleepiness hit her, and she fell asleep instantly.

The environment in the dream was blurred, and she seemed to be above the clouds in a trance, surrounded by resplendent palaces and people in ancient costumes.

Those people talked about him the moment they saw him, and there was always a little disdain in their eyes, obviously they were talking about her.Only a few people would greet her and call her a phantom god.

Only then did Qiao Yimo realize that the surrounding environment and followers had an unusual aura.

Qiao Yimo instantly understood that this should be the God Realm.

While the pictures in front of her were flashing, she came outside a palace, as if she was waiting for a call.

I saw a few people staring at her under a sacred tree not far away.

One of them looked displeased, and curled his lips slightly at her, "Some people, obviously not of high status, still hang around in front of the temple every day, and I don't know why?"

Another person echoed, "It must be to climb up."

"Really...hahaha..."

There was endless laughter, gossip like a gossiping woman who was clearly a god.

Qiao Yimo was very upset in his heart, but he didn't even look at them with his eyes, and walked forward rubbing the shoulders of those two people, making them stagger.

Those two people burst into anger when they were squeezed by her, "Don't you have eyes?"

Her body just glanced at the two people indifferently, "Sorry, my eyesight is not very good, I thought it was a barking dog, and I wanted to drive it away, but I didn't expect it to be two people."

"You!" The faces of the two popular people turned red.

Qiao Yimo secretly laughed, so he should wake them up severely.

Phantom God ignored them, turned around and went straight into the palace.

As soon as she entered, a figure instantly appeared in front of her.

"Yimo..." Qiao Yimo's heart was softened by the gentle voice.

The man slowly approached, and only then did she see his face clearly, and it turned out to be very familiar, exactly like Fu Moshen!
"Fulong..." There was a lingering sentimentality between the two of them.

Huan Shen came here under pressure just to visit the injured Fu Long.

It's a pity that love between gods is not allowed in the heavens.

Qiao Yimo didn't look at it much, but when the screen changed, Fulong held a long sword in his hand, and seemed to be going somewhere.

She was waiting in heaven.

Although not the owner of this body, Qiao Yimo knew that it was affected by the host's emotional changes.

As a phantom god, what she feels and sees cannot direct this body, which means that what she experienced is the real experience of the phantom god.

The phantom god is fearless in this heavenly palace, and always does her own way. Those so-called gods don't like her very much, and they even say that she can be excluded.

(End of this chapter)