Hearing Wu Lai's words, whirlpool Sasuke's face flashed an accident, staring at Wu Lai: "originally, my name has been passed to China? I'm a little embarrassed."

"Mr. whirlpool Sasuke, I'm surprised. With your strength, why haven't you participated in the kitchen god competition? If you participate, you must represent the island country and Tokyo." Wu Lai stared at the whirlpool Sasuke. If there was anyone in the island country who could be regarded as an opponent by him, it must be the whirlpool Sasuke in front of him.

Compared with the God of ramen in front of him, the current island's first Kitchen God is not worth a little.

At least in Wu Lai's eyes, although it is more comprehensive, for Wu Lai, the most afraid thing is comprehensive.

"Kitchen god competition... I thought about it, and then I chose to give up. After all, I know very well that I can only make ramen. If I want to do something else, I'd better forget it." Vortex Sasuke shook his head with helplessness in his tone.

The kitchen god competition tests the basic skills and comprehensiveness of a chef. He who can only make Ramen is not competent for this duty.

"No, you can." Wu Lai stared at him brightly: "your proficiency in Ramen has surpassed that of anyone, and whether it's your Ramen technique, the preparation of high soup, or the heat and knife work of these barbecues, they are all in place, otherwise the taste can't reach this level. If you participate, it will be more interesting."

"So, brother, are you the player who will represent China to participate in the Asian Kitchen God competition this time?" Whirlpool Sasuke asked.

"Yes, I didn't expect to meet the God of ramen on the plane, which surprised me." Wu Lai nodded and said.

Vortex Sasuke shook his head: "it's no surprise. I love this city and ramen. I want everyone to try the delicious ramen, so I'll come out to let more people taste the craft when I have time... Brother, maybe I can have a lot of places to talk with you. I'll contact you after I'm in the ocean."

With that, he reached out to Wu Lai.

"What?" Wu Lai didn't know what he meant when he reached out.

"Your contact information, otherwise how can I contact you later?" Whirlpool Sasuke is not so pure that it brings a bit of fun to the Chinese language.

Wu Lai nodded, and handed the business card to whirlpool Sasuke.

Soon, he and nianbing destroyed the Ramen in front of him and were ready to leave.

Not far away, I heard several inappropriate sounds.

There are a lot of gibberish. Wu Lai can't understand a word, but Wu Lai still knows what the gibberish is.

Bangzi language.

Nianbing frowned, and her face was not very good.

"Why, what did they say?" Wu Lai looked at nianbing and asked curiously, but even if nianbing didn't say it, he could also judge that the words of the three people in this line were absolutely unpleasant.

Especially, I saw the middle-aged man at the head looking very arrogant and arrogant.

"They said there that they are bound to win the Asian champion in this kitchen god competition. They said that the contestants of China this time are very weak, and the island country has never been worried about it, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for them." As nianbing said, his face was extremely strange.

Are Chinese contestants weak?