Noting the expression of the four old Liu people, Wu Lai smiled calmly. It seems that he can save a lot of words. Practice is the only standard to verify the truth. This sentence is right.

Zheng Chenggong and Yuan Qinyuan, a little couple, have also been completely immersed in Wu Lai's craft. Chef Zhou and two other helpers in the kitchen are also eating a dish left by Wu Lai with tears streaming down their faces.

No matter who believes it, Wu Lai is the kitchen god in this kitchen god competition.

After dinner, all of them looked like they had more to say.

Liu Lao narrowed his eyes and leaned back on the chair. After a little aftertaste of the meal just now, food is the most important thing for the people, and only this kind of food will make him unforgettable.

The cruise ship soon came to the shore. If it weren't for the sound of the reminder to the shore, those guests probably didn't mean to leave. Even so, they were still reluctant to part with each other, but soon they all left obediently.

At this time, there were only Wu Lai and Liu Lao's group on board.

"Liu Lao, what do you think?" Wu Lai came to the four old people and asked slowly.

Hearing this, several old men smiled bitterly, and Liu Lao said, "Wu Xiaoyou, it's not like you would do such a thing that you know why. If we don't agree with this kind of old men, I'm afraid there is no cooking skill in the world that we old men can agree with?"

Wu Lai hehe smiled: "don't you want to hear the exact answer from several people? In that case, you won't object to me coming to this kitchen god competition?"

"Of course not, those who can do more work, but I didn't expect that you not only shouldered the future of Chinese traditional medicine, but also directly shouldered the future of Chinese culinary industry." Liu Lao smiled lightly and said to the old man beside him, "well, now that we have achieved our goal today, we also have the answer to what we want to know, so we won't disturb you young people."

They were about to leave.

"Liu Lao, I'm afraid I'll trouble you with everything in Jishi hall when I prepare for the kitchen god competition." Wu Lai bowed and said respectfully, "in addition, you and uncle Luo are also required to help me check the establishment of the charity hospital."

"It's natural to rest assured, but we old guys are duty bound to do anything related to Jishitang. You don't have to worry about it. Now Jishitang won't have such silly children to make trouble." Liu Lao said.

"It's still hard for you. Don't worry. At that time, I'll prepare barrier breaking pills and heaven climbing pills for every old gentleman. You're all hard." Wu Lai still kept a deep bow.

Seeing Wu Lai like this, Liu Lao and others smiled. Maybe they used to worry that Wu Lai was too young to be affected by this colorful world, but later they found that there are too few things that this colorful world can affect Wu Lai. What ancient martial arts secrets, money, or beauty, everything, Wu Lai has, and is still better than others. What else in the world can confuse Wu Lai?

Perhaps, even if there is, that thing must make them unable to control their existence, right? Maybe, the chance to become immortal? Or what? Liu Lao laughed at himself and left with the other three people.