100 Types of Sweet Pampered Wife

Chapter 368
Jun Zijue shrank his pupils and squeezed his fists. Although this mysterious man had a high status and he was the one who cooked home-cooked food for himself once when he was a child and asked himself to say the word delicious, but as Luo Xiaoxi's Uncle, it's a complete failure.

"Do you know the bet between Luo Xiaoxi and Mr. Miao?" A coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Once Xiaoxi loses, Liu Xianli will be taken away by Mr. Miao. Let the tiger go back to the mountain. Do you want Xiao Xi to be watched by such a time bomb all the time?"

The mysterious man glanced at Jun Zijue, and said softly, "I just respect Xiao Xi's choice."

Jun Zijue was startled suddenly, speechless.

From the very beginning, Luo Xiaoxi proposed this food contest, and Mr. Miao just chose to fight it logically.

It's just that, looking horizontally and vertically, he couldn't see Luo Xiaoxi's chance to win!
Wow! !

At this moment, the crowd broke into a commotion.

Jun Zijue turned around suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and saw that Mr. Miao had already started to deal with the crucian carp.

Mr. Miao slapped the table, and the crucian carp took off, picked up an ordinary kitchen knife in his hand, and operated it on this living crucian carp.

Immediately afterwards, he brought over a plate filled with water, and the crucian carp fell into the plate with a whimper.

"Heh, did Mr. Miao make a mistake?" A person saw this crucian carp happily swimming in the plate, showing no sign of being treated at all.

However, ten seconds later, the body of this crucian carp suddenly spread apart, turning into slices of fish fillets that covered the entire plate.

For a moment, everyone stared wide-eyed, watching this scene in disbelief.

"How, how is this possible?"

"This fish didn't know that it had been cut so many times, but it still swam for ten seconds. It's not amazing."

"The point is, what Mr. Miao is holding is an ordinary kitchen knife."

For Mr. Miao's sword skill, Luo Xiaoxi recognized it. Even if this level of sword skill is placed in the Star Soul Continent, it is quite good.

Coupled with the assistance of cooking intentions, the position of the knife drop is accurate, so that the crucian carp does not feel that it is disintegrated, and the freshness of the fish is kept to the greatest extent.

"Luo Xiaoxi, how long do you have to watch?" Mr. Miao shook his head and said softly, "If you don't take it seriously, you will lose miserably."

Luo Xiaoxi snorted coldly, turned her palm over, and picked up the glazed knife. "Mr. Miao, the only one who loses is you."

As soon as the words fell, the crucian carp was blown into the air by her, and the glazed knife in his hand was flying, constantly shining with dazzling cold light.

Everyone's eyes widened at this moment, staring closely at Luo Xiaoxi's crucian carp.

They were expecting whether Luo Xiaoxi's crucian carp would live a few seconds longer than Mr. Miao's.

At this moment, Mr. Miao moved.

His eyes were fixed, and his whole body was full of momentum, and the fish fillets on the plate bounced one by one, forming a huge crucian carp again.

Luo Xiaoxi's pupils shrank, and when she noticed this crucian carp, she quickly slapped the blade of the glazed knife.

With a buzzing sound, the crucian carp that hadn't fallen into the plate exploded in an instant, and pieces of fish fillets reorganized in mid-air, forming a crucian carp.

"Wow, it's here again!! This chef's food art, are they all so mysterious?"

"Cooking, cooking! Even if the food has lost its vitality, the chef's cooking can give it life and rejuvenate it."

For a moment, Luo Xiaoxi's crucian carp and Mr. Miao's crucian carp met in mid-air and kept swimming away.

"Luo Xiaoxi, the most important thing when making braised crucian carp is that there should be no fishy smell. So..." Mr. Miao swiped with one hand, and the ginger, onion and garlic on the kitchen counter flew out and was swallowed by this crucian carp.

(End of this chapter)