Liu Wanshi won the championship of the culinary art competition, and it was supposed to be the end of the competition, but the warriors who watched the competition still did not leave.
Because there is another link, which is the final stage, where the dishes made by the contestants will be auctioned openly, and those with the highest price can have a taste.
right.
Just one bite!
Ten judges gave such a high evaluation to the braised lion head, many warriors must be eager to try it.
The nine dishes of Ouyang's family are all 0 points, even if they give money back, they will not try it.
The head of Jun, who originally planned to take Liu Wanshi away, stood there and waited with great interest when Ouyang Jun said that there was still such a link.
Not long.
The old Shen family stepped onto the stage again, and said loudly: "I believe everyone can't wait, so the herbs collected in the finals will now be officially auctioned, with a low price of 10,000 taels!"
Ten thousand taels
Jun Chang smiled and said in surprise: "Who has the money to burn it, and pay the price of a spirit stone to eat a bite of food?"
Poverty limits the imagination of the head of the king.
When the auction started, many Wu Xius from big families rushed to follow suit, and they were sold from 10,000 taels to 100,000 taels in a very short time!
"..."
The corner of Master Jun's mouth twitched.
One hundred thousand taels, one bite of food, the rich people in Wangcheng are really flamboyant!
Under normal circumstances, no one is willing to spend 100,000 yuan for a bite of food, but Liu Wanshi is a contestant with full marks in all three rounds.
The ten judges are also experts in food, and given such a high evaluation, the food made is absolutely delicious, and it is definitely worth paying a lot of money for a bite!
The first Wuxiu won the qualification to taste the braised lion head with 100,000 taels.
He took a bite with a small spoon, and the whole person stood in place, his soul seemed to fly to the sky!
"Oh My God!"
After a while, the martial artist shouted loudly: "It's so delicious——"
Is this too exaggerated
No, no!
It must be won in the next auction, let's see what is so extraordinary about this champion dish!
Ever since, the rich Wuxiu continued to compete for bids.
In the end, a plate of braised lion's head was tasted by more than a dozen people in turn, and a total of more than two million taels was won.
"..."
Jun Chang smiled and twitched the corners of his mouth.
Dudu's dishes are so popular that he can open a restaurant.
More than popular.
All the Wuxiu who have tasted it are amazed by heaven and man, and all of them have endless aftertastes, and they believe that they can eat a bite for their money, which is really-excellent value!
The organizer saw that Liu Wanshi's dishes were so profitable, so they also took out the previous home-cooked dishes and sweet and sour carp, and opened the auction again.
The first two dishes were already cold, so the texture and taste must not be as good as before, but many warriors still kept bidding, just to taste the delicacies made by the champion!
…
"Your head."
Elder Shen sent a space ring and said, "According to the regulations of the culinary competition, if the dishes cooked by the champion winner are auctioned, the profit will be 50-50% of the organizer's profit. This is the three million taels your disciple deserves. "
that is.
Liu Wanshi's three dishes were sold for a total of six million taels.
Even the home-cooked dishes she often cooks in the sect were sold for one million taels.
Jun Chang smiled and said with a twitching corner of his mouth: "Dudu cooks in the sect every day. Based on this price, wouldn't my disciples and I eat billions of dollars for a meal?"
No, no.
Opening a restaurant must be considered seriously!
Liu Wanshi won the championship of the culinary art competition, with full marks in all three rounds, and sky-high prices for three dishes, which spread throughout the royal city in a short time.
no doubt.
This eleven or twelve-year-old girl will definitely leave a big mark in the culinary history of Southwest Yangzhou.
Unfortunately, the Ouyang family, who has been cooking for generations, has become a foil, and the nine direct descendants get 0 points, and they will also become the laughing stock of others' discussions.
First he was smashed, and then he was severely defeated in his field of expertise.
Ouyang's family was completely stumbled.
…
the next day.
The warriors in the city are still discussing yesterday's culinary competition.
Sect Leader Jun took Liu Wanshi and Ouyang Jun out of the royal city at dawn.
It took half a month to participate in the competition, and it was time to return to the sect.
"Head."
Liu Wanshi was puzzled and said: "Didn't you say that you want to recruit disciples in the school, and you will leave if you don't receive any of them?"
Jun Chang said with a smile: "Don't force everything, everything must follow fate."
"oh."
Liu Wanshi understood.
The three walked out of the city gate along the street.
On the way, many warriors cast awe-inspiring eyes.
The master of the sect from the ninth-ranked small county, in just a few days in Wangcheng, made them extremely admired for what he had done.
"Teacher Jun!"
At this moment, a shout came from behind, only to see Huo Ling quickly catch up.
Jun Changxiao stopped and said, "No class today?"
Hoo hoo!
Huo Ling stopped, put his hands on his knees, bent over and panted heavily, and said, "Jun... Mr. Jun, I... I want to join the Iron-Bone Sect!"
Surrounding Wuxiu looked surprised.
This is the direct descendant of the Huo family, one of the eight major families in Wangcheng. In terms of strength, it is not weaker than the fourth- and fifth-rate sects. I didn't expect to apply to join a sect on my own initiative!
"Why did you join?" Jun Chang asked with a smile.
Huo Ling gradually calmed down his shortness of breath, and then said loudly: "Follow Teacher Jun, you can learn real skills!"
"anything else?"
"Follow Teacher Jun, you can become a strong man!"
"anything else?"
"Follow Teacher Jun...you can have a good meal!"
"Pfft."
Liu Wanshi covered her mouth and laughed.
Jun Changxiao said seriously: "It's not impossible to join the Iron Bones Sect, but no matter how noble your status is, as long as you join the sect, you will be an ordinary disciple."
"Understood!" Huo Ling shouted loudly.
He had the idea of joining the Iron Bones faction yesterday, and he went back to his family to discuss with his father, and insisted on joining, no matter what, he would be happy even as a miscellaneous disciple!
"You are now a student at the academy."
"Teacher Jun, I have already applied to the dean to graduate early!"
And this operation
Jun Chang smiled and said: "In that case, let me go back to the Iron Bones faction."
"yes!"
Huo Ling hastily cupped his hands at Liu Wanshi, and said, "Young Senior Sister, please be respected by Junior Brother."
This kid is very good at flattering!
"Teacher Jun!"
There was another call from the city gate, only to see all the students from Juying Hall running over, they shouted loudly: "We also want to join the Iron Bones faction!"
Among them, there was even Chu Xiunan!
He refused at first, but yesterday he was called home by his father, threatened him with a whip, and said, "My son, you must join the Iron Bones faction."
The talented direct descendants of Wangcheng's big family collectively shouted to join the Iron Bones faction, making passers-by dumbfounded.
"Why do you want to join?"
"Follow Teacher Jun, you will stand out!"
The students of Juying Hall shouted in unison.
"In that case."
Jun Chang said with a smile: "Hurry up and set up the team!"
brush! brush!
Thirty-nine Juyingtang students lined up.
Jun Chang smiled and looked at Wang Cheng, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "President Situ, your student, I will take it away."
Situ Haoyun, who was in the academy, shook his head helplessly.
Let him be the honorary tutor because he wanted to teach the students, but after teaching for a few days, the students were all abducted.
"Family heads!"
Jun Chang smiled and said again: "Your direct descendant, I will bring you back to the sect for training. If you can't get ahead in the future, you can come to the sect to settle accounts with Jun at any time!"
"Your head."
A deep voice came from the city: "My son is arrogant, so I will trouble you in the future."
"It's Patriarch Chu!" Everyone exclaimed in surprise.
"Farewell!"
Jun Chang smiled and cupped his hands, and returned to the Iron Bone Sect with the descendants of the big family of Tianyu Wangcheng.
Although the patriarchs of the major families did not come to see them off, they were also releasing their spiritual thoughts. Seeing their direct lineage gradually disappear, they thought to themselves, "I hope this decision is right."