Chapter 450

So when half an hour passed, they all succeeded in cutting all the wood, but none of them met the requirements.

Yao Sisi looked at their achievements, shrugged his face and tutted: "do you think it's chopping firewood? Is it just chopping meat? If it's so broken, I say Dongfeng Po, have you never eaten pork or seen a pig run? Look at you, Junzi yuan, your royal highness, this hairpin is bumpy. You think you're making dough?"

Naturally, they disagreed greatly with Yao Sisi's comments.

Dongfeng said: "girl, is this very thin and uniform?"

The gentleman Yuan said, "madam, you know I'm your highness. Naturally, I don't do ordinary things. Isn't firewood just burning? Just burn it!"

"Well, well, you're all very powerful. You know you're arguing with me. You're all zero in this game, zero!"

Junzi yuan and Dongfeng Po shrugged their shoulders, looked at each other and smiled at each other. Zero points are zero points. Anyway, at present, they are the same. No one has lost, so they are in a good mood and hope to win the next game.

After a break, the third stir fry of green vegetables began.

In order to prevent the tragedy of setting free and burning the kitchen, Yao Sisi specially asked people to drive two stoves in the open air and distribute a fire burner respectively. What they burned was their masterpiece in the second inning. In contrast, the servant who burned the fire for Dongfeng was miserable. In the face of a pile of fine garbage, he kept holding a ball with his hands and throwing it into the stove. He was sweating all over his face in a short time. The servant who burned the fire for Junzi yuan was more relaxed. He picked up a few and threw them in. He could have a rest and continue to throw them in.

Yao Sisi's eyes were completely attracted by the burning servant. Looking at the bright sky and earth, she really sympathized with the sad servant.

They hurriedly began to wash the dishes. After washing, they began to add oil and put it into the pot. Zizi's voice kept coming, often accompanied by the smell of burning.

After half an hour, Junzi yuan and Dongfeng Po shoveled out their fifth masterpiece from the pot at the same time.

The fifth set of Dongfeng break is much better than the previous ones that can't see the raw materials clearly. What Yao Sisi didn't expect was that it was Junzi yuan. All his five dishes were green and a little attractive. She couldn't help exclaiming, "demon, can you cook?"

The gentleman Yuan said with a bad smile, "madam, to tell you the truth, I didn't yesterday, but I will today. You don't know how hard I worked for my husband yesterday. I almost used it. I asked a royal chef to teach me how to cook this dish. I almost didn't burn the Royal dining room. Although I didn't sleep all night, it was worth the sacrifice for my wife to return to her arms."

"You are despicable."

The gentleman yuan gave an impolite look at Dongfeng Po and said, "I'm wrong when I say Xiaopo. The rules don't say you can't learn from others, right, my dear mother!"

"You..."

Dongfeng Po has some integrity, but he can't speak. It's true that the rules don't say that he can't learn from others. Originally, he was sure that Junzi yuan would never do better than himself, but he was able to put down his body and learn from the imperial chef. No wonder he would wear a pair of black circles under his eyes. At this point, he admitted that he had lost.

"Hehe, I promise. You are not allowed to rob my wife with me."

Yao Sisi timely interrupted them and said, "who loses and who wins depends on our referee."

With her voice falling, silver yuan had led more than a dozen beggars that day. Yao Sisi was very kind to a dozen people: "today is for you to taste two dishes. You can spit them out if you can't swallow them. You will feel the success or failure of these two people as much as you eat. Well, what is in front of you is the two dishes you want to taste."

Silver yuan was given to each of them a pair of chopsticks, and then ten people began to stare at the two dishes, and then decided to eat that one. Obviously, Junzi yuan's is more attractive, so ten people all took down chopsticks.

Junzi yuan looked at a dozen people slowly with confidence, waiting for his victory, but suddenly, as soon as they put the dishes into their mouths, they vomited out one after another, and only one older swallowed them.

Junzi yuan looked at the scene in front of him. It was clear that he had done it all night last night. Finally, he ate it himself. There was no problem! But the scene in front of him was clearly not a dream. He murmured, "how could this happen?"

Yao Sisi was also very confused, but she didn't express too much gaffe. Instead, she took a look at the nervous east wind and said to the people: "try that dish again."

"Oh."

"OK."

The beggars answered one after another, but in line with human nature, those who can see the past are very bad, so those who can't see the past can't be even worse. Therefore, although they agreed, their hands holding chopsticks didn't clip their mouth with great vigilance and put them into their mouth with trembling.

Yao Sisi thought it was best to draw so that she could continue to drag on for a few days until one of them backed out. But half a ring didn't hear the expected vomiting. Everyone swallowed it, and it's clear that it's not reluctantly. What's the matter.

The most surprising thing is that the east wind breaks, but the most frightening thing is Junzi yuan. The contrast between the front and back was too exciting. Junzi yuan's white face was pale. He didn't believe it. He went over and grabbed a pair of chopsticks from Yinyuan's hand, picked up a dish from his plate and put it into his mouth.

"Poof"

He vomited out as much as he could, then pushed away the people and tasted the Dongfeng broken food. He chewed it. His face was disappointed to expect, and then to despair. The meaning of sadness on his face was very obvious. He knew where he was wrong and where he lost? The body trembled and nearly fell.

"Demon, what's the matter with you?"

"Ha ha, ha ha."

Junzi yuan laughed wildly and sorrowfully, and his eyes became red. Two crystal tears flowed out of the fundus of his eyes. When he stopped laughing and walked to Dongfeng Po, it was more appropriate not to go, but to move. He said, "you won."

The wind in May should have been warm, hot and dry, but it was so cold for Junzi yuan that he almost suffocated. I thought there were still three months to turn around, but I didn't expect that in only one month, he collapsed, not because of his intentions, but because he paid too little attention to life.

Yao Sisi looked at the back of Junzi yuan leaving. Her heart was inexplicably tangled. She thought she would be better after selecting a person, but she clearly felt Junzi yuan's miserable despair. Such a peerless man was so distressing and pitiful at this moment.

"Evil... You..."

When he came to the door, Junzi yuan suddenly stopped and didn't look back. He said, "Si Si, I thought I would be the one who will accompany you to grow old slowly. It seems that I am destined to bear the old heart death independently."

Junzi yuan left without looking back. Dongfeng Po didn't shout happily. Instead, he rushed over to taste his own dishes and tasted Junzi yuan's dishes. His expression was very forbearing. Jun had a tangle on his face and swallowed the dishes with his fist.