Great Cookery God System

Be careful of the sewer

Ye Chen's voice is more ridicule, he did not put the crazy Zhang Baichuan in the eye, words full of irony, stimulate Zhang Baichuan want to kill.

The assistant who has been fighting behind Zhang Baichuan can't stand the blow. He used to be the chef assistant of Qian's restaurant. When did he get angry?

Now others are almost stepping on the head chef's face, which makes the young assistant how to swallow this tone. He glares at Ye Chen and roars, "it's not fair. This game is not fair. I don't believe a dish of shredded potatoes can match the general's crossing the bridge. There must be a dark curtain in it!"

Qian Fanyu almost didn't get angry in the audience. He was not so angry that Zhang Baichuan lost, but Zhang Baichuan thought that he didn't offend people thoroughly enough. He almost scolded him. Isn't he smashing his signboard and contacts in public!

As soon as his eyelids jump, Qian Fanyu rushes onto the stage. He peeps at Bai Menghan and the judges' faces and finds that they are getting more and more ugly. Suddenly, he jumps in his heart and roars, "shut up, all of you. What do you look like?"

The food recommendation column of everyday food is very popular among catering businesses. Whoever can make the recommendation has a source of customers. If he offends other people's popular anchor, the loss and impact will be immeasurable. As for the judges in the jury, they are all dignified figures, who dare to provoke easily.

Zhang Baichuan took a deep breath. He recovered from the violent walk and did not speak any more. However, his cannibal eyes and his angry body showed his anger at the moment.

Qian Fanyu coughed two times. Although his face was still not very good-looking, the smile at the corner of his mouth showed that he was very cultured

Fu, light mouth, Qian Fanyu said with a smile, "this time's competition, I Qian's Restaurant recognized."

"Mr. Hu, you..." Zhang Baichuan couldn't stand at first. He stepped forward two steps and hastened to speak.

Qian Fanyu waved his hand, interrupted Zhang Baichuan's words and said with a smile, "Ye Chen, how about another match?"

Ye Chen looked directly at Qian Fanyu and said, "how do you want to die?"

As soon as ye Chen's voice falls, the scene is one of stagnation, and everyone is instantly quiet. Hundreds of pairs of eyes stare at Ye Chen.

"Hum." Qian Fanyu's heart was blocked by Ye Chen's words. His eyelids were jumping. He said in a cold voice, "you are not afraid of tigers. It seems that you are very confident in your cooking."

Ye Chen doesn't hide his contempt in his eyes. He hums coldly and says faintly, "boss Qian has green onions in his nose. He really regards himself as a character. To deal with you, my so-called newborn calf is enough."

"Hum!" Qian Fanyu just felt that his self-cultivation couldn't keep his demeanor in front of this irritating guy. He waved his sleeve and said coldly, "since you have promised the competition, then we will set the time in half a month. At that time, master Fang Zun of the imperial capital will come to make an appraisal. What's the matter?"

"Old Fang?"

All the people present were stunned by this remark.

The leaf old is in front of a jump, the facial expression is slightly not happy.

Gao Liushui thinks that Qian Fanyu is a bit impatient. Although Fang Zun is indeed a master in the food industry, he is even better than ye Lao, but you move out of Fang Lao in front of Ye Lao's face. Isn't it obvious that ye Lao is not qualified?

At this time, Bai Menghan's face was even colder. She said politely, "Mr. Qian, should you go down? Don't delay the progress of our game Qian Fanyu doesn't move. He just looks at Ye Chen. His eyes are like knives.

"Boss Qian." Ye Chen glanced at Qian Fanyu and said, "the competition will be held in half a month. I have no problem, but the jury's business has to be negotiated with you and ye's fast food restaurant. Besides, I have another request."

Qian Fanyu's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "tell me."

Facing Bai Menghan, ye Chen smiles genially and looks gentle, which is different from the previous ruffian image. He says with a smile, "I hope Miss Bai Menghan can host the competition on behalf of daily food, and master Gao Liushui and ye Lao must also appear, and they are judges with master Fang to ensure fairness."

Qian Fanyu's heart sank, he understood Ye Chen's intention, to expand the influence of the game with daily food as a publicity platform, it will really make the winner win, let the loser be doomed, but he was a little confused, can't say that this young chef really has a magic weapon that will surely win?

No matter what Qian Fanyu wants to do, he can't think of it. Behind Ye Chen, there is a god of food.

But

Qian Fanyu has his own mace, but he doesn't use it.

Under Qian Fanyu's gaze, Bai Menghan smiles. After all, she is a female anchor living under the camera. She is familiar with her ability to organize her emotions. She whispers, "although the result of this competition is very controversial, I still want to thank the two chefs for their wonderful performance and delicious food, Let the audience feast their eyes, but also let Dieer experience the delicious world

"In order to thank the two chefs for their efforts, I'd like to host their second fight in half a month."

The leaf old but at the moment a cold smile, noncommittal.

Gao Liushui said coldly, "Lao Gao is just a poor eater, and he is not qualified to judge the result of the competition."

As soon as his voice fell, Qian Fanyu was filled with anger. He knew that this famous gourmet had already hated Zhang Baichuan's words. Suddenly, Qian Fanyu was angry and could not help scolding Zhang Baichuan in his heart.

"However, Lao Gao is also waiting for chef Zhang to teach Lao Gao to be a judge with the results of the two competitions."

At this point, although the tone of high water has been like the spring breeze, but those who have the heart can still hear the cold meaning.

Qian Fanyu raised his eyebrows and said, "master Gao, Zhang Baichuan, he..."

"Needless to say." When Gao Liushui waved his hand, he rubbed his nose and said flatly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Qian. Please contact my agent about the game. As for now, please ask Mr. Qian to walk slowly. Don't affect the progress of the game."

Qian Fanyu licked his dry lips. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. He could only stretch his face and hum coldly, "let's go!"

Zhang Baichuan lost all the people. The judges and the host offended him. It's no fun to stay. It's better to go.

Seeing that Qian Fanyu took people off the stage, ye Chen chuckled and yelled, "Chef Zhang, boss Qian, take your time, especially chef Zhang. You're shaking all over, but you should be careful not to fall into the sewer."