Chaos Enhancement of Online Games

Chapter 284
After Long Tian finished speaking, he looked at the chef deeply. He knew that his cooking skills were not very good. If this person was really called a chef, then it would be really true if he was to use his cooking skills to defeat this person. It will take a long time. No wonder Dionysus would be a little sad when he said this map. It turned out that he meant this when he said sad.

The God of Cooking said to Long Tian indifferently: "I don't care if you admit defeat or not. If you don't admit defeat, I will just treat it as you bringing me some fun. Well, you can use the dishes here as you like, and wait for you Challenge me when you are sure that you have the strength to challenge me. Let me explain that you only have three chances. I don’t want you to bother me with shameful dishes every day. Of course, you can also learn something from me. Not such a stingy person, you can watch me while I cook."

The God of Cooking who was about to leave turned his head to Long Tian and the others and said, "By the way, there are some recipes and materials over there. If you need them, you can go and have a look." After speaking, God of Cooking really left to work His business went.

After seeing the chef leave, Jingpeng turned his head to Long Tian with a wry smile and said, "Lingxu, why is this task so perverted? It's for gambling, drinking, and cooking. I really don't know what will happen next." What kind of perverted task is waiting for us."

Long Tian looked at Jingpeng with a wry smile on his face, and said, "Otherwise, do you think it's so good for everyone to get one fairy weapon? If I'm not wrong, there is no limit to how many people can do this task together, and there is no limit to how many people can do it together." That is to say, the more people who do it, the more immortal artifacts will be given."

Hearing Long Tian's words, Jing Peng quickly asked: "Ling Xu, is it true or not that you lost?"

Long Tian smiled and said: "This is just my guess, didn't you find this out from that old man?"

Jingpeng frowned and recalled, and after a while, Jingpeng said with a wry smile: "It seems that what you said is the truth, if we had known, we would have brought more people to do this task, and we would sell them at that time. We're developed."

Long Tian glanced at Jingpeng with disdain, and said, "Don't you remember that you almost couldn't get in?"

"I really didn't think of this. Hehe." Jingpeng quickly wrapped his hands around his head and said awkwardly.

After Long Tian gave Jing Peng a supercilious look, he said to Zhan Ming: "Xiao Zhan, are you interested in learning how to cook?"

After hearing Long Tian's words, Zhan Ming knew that Long Tian was afraid that he would be too boring and wanted to entertain himself. Anyway, the materials here don't need money to buy, even if he really wasted these materials, he didn't blame him. he.Thinking of the name of the battle, he smiled and said to Long Tian: "Well, Boss, I will also learn how to cook with you, anyway, I am idle when I am idle."

Long Tian nodded, and said to Jingpeng and Zhanming: "Then you two are studying here, I'll go to the recipes and information over there first, maybe there will be something useful."

After bidding farewell to Jingpeng and Zhanming, Long Tian walked over to the information side, and looked at the information about cooking. With Long Tian's perverted memory, it didn't take long to read through such a large amount of information. .

When Long Tian was reading those materials, Jingpeng and Zhanming learned how to cook vegetables there, only to hear Jingpeng shout: "Brother Zhan, you should put salt first and then MSG!"

Hearing the name of the battle again, he said, "It's the monosodium glutamate that puts the salt first, so don't talk nonsense there."

Jingpeng said in an anxious voice: "I don't care about you anymore, you can fix it here yourself, I'll go over there, and let us see who is right later."

Zhanming's impatient voice sounded again: "Go, don't interfere with my studies here!"

In this way, Jingpeng went to another cooking place in desperation, and went to study how to cook.

After a while, both of them finished frying their respective dishes, and they both brought the dishes to the table with a proud face.

Jingpeng said proudly: "Brother Zhan, my tomato scrambled eggs are definitely better than your green pepper fried shredded pork."

"Cut, cut, cut. Don't talk nonsense, kid. My stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers is definitely better than your tomato scrambled eggs."

Hearing Jingpeng and Zhanming's words, God of Cooking came over curiously, wanting to see what the two men's work would be like.

When he saw Jingpeng's scrambled egg with tomato, he was taken aback. He saw that the tomato was fried until it was blackened, while the egg was still soup-like. It was obvious that the egg had not been put down for a long time.

Looking at Jingpeng's tomato scrambled eggs, God of Cooking had no appetite at all, let alone asking him to try it. He quickly turned his head to Zhanming's plate of fried shredded pork with green peppers. When he saw Zhanming's plate of green peppers When frying the shredded pork, he felt that the eyelids in the corners of his eyes were about to twitch, and he saw a big black piece of so-called shredded pork on Zhan Ming's plate, while the green peppers were all intact. The whole green pepper is there.

Seeing this place, the God of Cooking admired Jingpeng and Zhanming a little. The two of them had the nerve to compete for such a dish, and their faces turned red.

Jingpeng watched the God of Cooking looking at their dishes, so she didn't bother to talk about the name of the battle, and said to the God of Cooking: "God of Cooking, you can be a referee for us, tell us which of the two of us cooks the best dishes." Taste better?"

Zhan Ming also quite agreed with Jing Peng's opinion, and continued: "Yes, God of Cooking, you can be a referee for us, I want this kid to know that my stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers is better than his. Tomato scrambled eggs are delicious."

God of Cooking looked at Jingpeng and Zhanming fighting fiercely there, and then looked at the two dishes on the table that were not dishes, and shouted in his heart: "Oh my god, can these two dishes still be dishes? Wouldn't they want me to be their taster and eat these dishes? Isn't it harder than making me eat poison? I lost my appetite just by looking at these two dishes, let alone let I ate them. No, I can't bury the name of my chef god, how can I eat such shameful dishes?"

Thinking of this God of Cooking, he said to Jingpeng and Zhanming: "Each of you eat your own dishes, and eat each other's dishes. I think you should be able to appreciate whose dishes are delicious better than me."

Hearing God of Cooking's words, Zhan Ming glared at Jingpeng, picked up his chopsticks, put a piece of his so-called shredded pork into his mouth, and started eating.Jingpeng looked at Zhanming's appearance, and after glaring at Zhanming, he put a little of his own tomato and egg into his mouth.

(End of this chapter)