"And Zhou are friends?" Pierre Cardin looked surprised, stared at Wu Lai, looked up and down, and then said, "well, Zhou must have taught you a lot?"

Wu Lai nodded without elaborating.

Pierre Cardin suddenly realized that no wonder he looked like this.

It's no surprise that Wu Lai can play on behalf of China.

"That's good... Well, I don't know, Wu, do you have any research on French food?" Pierre Cardin asked cautiously.

If others are facing the question of Pierre Cardin, they must be too lazy to answer it. This is the kitchen god competition. They are competitors. How can they ask their competitors whether they have studied their fields at this time?

But Wu Lai could hear the meaning.

This means asking him for advice. To be exact, Pierre Cardin seems to want Wu Lai to teach him French food.

"How did you know I knew French food?" Wu Lai winked and asked.

"Every time, I will ask about the whereabouts of the kitchen god of Huaxia who came to the competition next week. Over the past few years, only you answered me. The rest of the Chinese people talk about Zhou with me in a very longing tone, but you are different. Your tone is very calm, just like you and Zhou have known each other for many years. Plus you are also the kitchen god of Huaxia, and you have defeated all the previous kitchen gods, which shows that your cooking skills must have reached A terrifying situation. The chef who can make Zhou fall in love with him and teach things, like Zhou, is the kind of existence that makes the world tremble. "

As he spoke, Pierre Cardin laughed bitterly. There were only six chefs participating in the International Kitchen God competition, representing six continents. However, no matter which session, he was the second and the first in China.

First, people often change, but second, it will always be him.

In the past, he also tried to compete for the first position, but that time, after seeing Zhou's cooking and the cooking that everyone had to admire, he had lost his mind to strive for the first place.

Especially that time, Zhou Xing beat him with French food!

Since then, he has not only studied his own dishes crazily, but also studied cooking skills all over the world to get inspiration. Every time he felt that he had made progress, but every time, he fell at the last moment, and Huaxia was like his nightmare.

Wu Lai nodded, "well, let's talk tomorrow. It's not long before we get off the plane. We want to have a good rest."

"Do you need to have dinner? Do you need to take you to enjoy the local customs of France?" Pierre Cardin asked again.

Originally, I wanted to refuse. After thinking about it for a while, I said, "well, I really haven't eaten for a long time, so I'm tired."

"It's all right, it's all right. You Chinese have a saying, 'it's a pleasure to have friends from afar'. As the host, of course, I'll give you a good reception. By the way, this van Hill Hotel is the hotel where I work. I'll cook in person later, or let Wu you see if I have any defects." Pierre Cardin's eyes lit up and hurriedly said that his eyes had drifted involuntarily like Murong Yan over there.