"Equal?" Wu Lai pondered for a while, looking at the dishes on the table, he suddenly became silent, picked up his chopsticks and began to taste them little by little.
Seeing this scene, the old master smiled bitterly and put down his chopsticks.
Needless to say, they can clearly see that Wu Lai is very dissatisfied with the evaluation between Bozhong.
Perhaps this is the attitude of genius demons. Only by constantly pursuing perfection can we achieve the achievements that countless people can only look up to in the shortest time.
Wu Laidun looked up for a moment, put down his chopsticks, and without saying a word began to cook there.
A group of little Taoists were looking at each other, and they didn't know what they were going to do now.
"Start." The old master shook his head and said to his disciples.
Hearing this, the little Taoists naturally did not have any hesitation.
Wu Lai was cutting vegetables and thinking for himself.
He can make dishes with this taste. On the one hand, he strictly follows the weight requirements in the recipe. On the other hand, he uses his power of Nine Yang and his extraordinary observation ability to observe all the time. He uses the power of Nine Yang from the inside to the outside without destroying the nutritional value of each dish itself. But even so, he is only between Bozhong and the kitchen god.
This is far from enough.
You should know that the kitchen god of China is the kitchen god of many years ago. No one knows what the cooking skills of those people have developed now. If they are only between Bozhong and the original kitchen god, he doesn't know whether they can win the championship in this kitchen god competition.
Since he wants to compete, he must have only one choice, that is, to win the title of kitchen god!
After eating a few mouthfuls, the old master put down his chopsticks. Compared with other people who had never eaten this delicious food, the old master was more curious about the process of Wu Lai's cooking this kind of food.
When he saw that Wu Lai used the power of the nine yang to cook directly, the old Tianshi's eyes took on a look of horror, and he couldn't help shaking his head: "benefactor Wu, in this world, only you can use this extravagant cooking method?"
"Old master, I now know how to improve." Wu Lai put the dishes on the plate again, but even without tasting them, he can clearly know that these dishes will not taste better.
Still wrong!
"Almsgiver Wu, you may want to try, don't use your Nine Yang power to cook, and return to the basics. I think you haven't been exposed to cooking for a long time. You need to trace the source, so that you can find your problems faster, but..." the old Tianshi said half, and didn't continue to say.
He wanted to say that if Wu Lai could reach this level, there would be no problem in the kitchen god competition, but when he saw Wu Lai's serious and annoyed appearance, he didn't say anything.
"But what?" Wu Lai hurriedly asked.
"There is not enough time for the kitchen god competition. Maybe I need you to meet someone. He should be able to give you a lot of help. If there is no accident in your kitchen god competition, there should be no problem." The old master thought for a moment and said.
"Who?" Wu Lai suddenly had a group of candidates in his mind, but he didn't say it. There were not many people who could be introduced by the old master.
"The last Chinese Kitchen God, Zhou Xing." The old master said word by word.