I, the strongest poisoner, am called the living king of hell by the empress

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Early the next morning.

Outside the Gao family shop, a long queue attracted the attention of all the people.

Several luxury carriages stopped continuously and entered and exited the Gao family's shop.

The hundred bars of soap produced by the Gao family overnight were all wiped out in an instant, and it was not even enough.

For a time, all the major merchants sensed business opportunities!

Chang'an can sell it for ten guan, and if it spreads to other counties and cities, it can sell for 15 guan.

The Duke's Mansion.

"Master, they are all sold out. One hundred bars of soap were all sold out in less than half an hour!"

Gao Yang was lying on the deck chair in the courtyard and was taking a nap when Chen Sheng rushed up in a hurry, with a touch of excitement on his face.

"With His Majesty's golden name, and the fact that soap has never appeared before, you can just boast about its effects. It's a ghost if it doesn't sell out."

"Look, this is just the beginning. When the price of soap stabilizes and it really has the attributes of giving gifts, it will be available to the entire middle class of Daqian. This will be considered a huge profit!"

Gao Yang's eyes flickered, as if he thought of the excitement at that moment.

Luluo was at the side, staring directly at Gao Yang.

"I'm hungry. Let's go to the kitchen and get something to eat."

Gao Yang stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

As soon as he arrived in the kitchen, Gao Yang heard a sobbing sound.

Gao Yang took a closer look and saw Wang Tao, who was a little fat, squatting in the corner, wiping tears with his hands.

Hearing the noise, Wang Tao stood up straight and wiped the corners of his eyes, but his whole eyes turned red.

"I just gave you a little lard, so you won't cry until now, right?" Gao Yang glanced at Wang Tao and asked again, "What happened?"

Wang Tao murmured, "Young Master, no...it's nothing."

He lowered his head, his mood gloomy.

Chen Sheng on the side said, "My eldest son, do you still remember the food competition being held in Chang'an?"

Gao Yang looked at Chen Sheng and said in shock, "Wang Tao is participating?"

Chen Sheng nodded, "My ancestor Wang Tao was the cook in the imperial kitchen. His dream is to win the title and regain the past glory of his ancestors!"

"Now that he has passed three levels in a row and entered the finals, it is the time when thousands of people are watching. However, the judges of the finals made things difficult for him inexplicably, causing him to be at the bottom two times in a row."

"If we lose today, we will stop in the finals."

After saying this, Wang Tao also looked at Gao Yang and said unwillingly, "My lord, victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. It's fine if your skills are not as good as others, but this kind of difficulty is really unacceptable!"

Luluo looked at Gao Yang, "Young Master, you have a clever idea. Do you have any way to help Brother Wang?"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Sheng and Wang Tao all looked at Gao Yang.

Gao Yang's fame was known throughout Chang'an, and a glimmer of hope suddenly emerged in Wang Tao's heart.

Gao Yang did not answer directly, but asked: "Are there any restrictions on the ingredients and cooking methods?"

"There are no restrictions. You can use any ingredients and any method. In the finals, you will almost get ancestral dishes."

Gao Yang touched his chin, "The old guy in the imperial kitchen is unhappy with you and insists on eliminating you. No one can do anything about it. After all, the mouth is on them. If they say it tastes bad, no one can say."

Upon hearing this, Wang Tao showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

Isn't it possible that even the eldest son can't do anything?

Wang Tao clenched his fists with a look of reluctance.

But the next second, Gao Yang's light voice sounded.

"However, I have a clever plan that will make you invincible. It will either allow you to win the championship or relieve your anger."

"Are you willing?"

As soon as he said this, the whole kitchen was in disbelief.

Seeing the smile on Gao Yang's face, Chen Sheng's hair stood on end and goosebumps broke out all over his body. He inexplicably thought of Gao Yang's emotion a few days ago.

When it comes to food, he has the best poisonous plan in the world!

Could it be...

Wang Tao was also shocked. It would either make him win the championship in one fell swoop, or make him relieve his anger. Is there such a vicious trick in the world?

He looked excited and nodded heavily, "Everything is decided by the eldest son alone!"

Gao Yang showed a smile.

He said to himself, "I wonder which bastard is so unlucky!"

"..."

Prince Rong's Mansion.

Wu Long was wearing a python robe, and his whole body was filled with powerful majesty.

"This Gao Yang must be a bastard. As soon as he entered Duke Dingguo's mansion, he cowered motionless. As a dandy, he was so quiet that he just listened to the music!"

"How strange!"

Wu Long looked ugly.

In the past few days, he and Mr. Chen had been in Rouge Pavilion, a gambling house in Gaoyang that they often visited.

As soon as Yang arrived, he immediately started, making him miserable!

Unexpectedly, Gao Yang did not go at all, and even the second son of the Gao family did not move.

This made him feel like punching cotton!

Wu Cheng was also very unwilling.

At this time, a figure outside the mansion came up respectfully.

"Chen Fan, the chef of the imperial kitchen, greets the prince!"

Chen Fan came up in a long robe with a flattering look on his face.

"Today's Chang'an Food Finals, the crowd of people watching is unprecedented. If the prince is the judge and appreciates the food, it is a blessing for all the chefs in the world!"

Chen Fan came up and flattered.

Wu Long put his hands behind his back, exuding an endless domineering aura. He asked, "I heard that a chef from the Duke of Dingguo's Mansion has entered the finals?"

Chen Fan bent over and said with a smile, "I kept him until the finals. He has lost two games in a row. If he loses today, he will be eliminated!"

Wu Long nodded.

At this time, Mr. Chen was wearing a blue robe. He said with an interested face, "Your Highness, I have a plan that can make Your Highness vent his anger!"

Wu Long suddenly looked at Mr. Chen and said, "Tell me about it!"

Mr. Chen said with urgency, "Your Highness, you might as well be the food judge. I think no one dares to say anything."

"After tasting the dishes of the chef of the Duke of Dingguo's Mansion today, you can directly scold him in front of the people of Chang'an and demote him to pig food, which is not for human consumption. In this way, you can indirectly scold the entire Duke of Dingguo's Mansion."

"Although this plan is not very harmful, it is extremely insulting!"

When Wu Long heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Great!"

"Just do as you say!"

"Today, I will make the entire Duke Dingguo's Mansion lose all its reputation, hahahaha!!!"