The playoffs are over.
Liu Wanshi beat Qian Songbao with full marks.
In fact, the result was already doomed after Jun Changxiao's routine. After all, which one is better, Southwest Yangzhou is looking for Wangu.
certainly.
Qian Songbao's strength cannot be denied. After all, the difference in scores is not big, and he did not lose to the public, but to the more tricky professional judges.
"The champion of the 50th God of Cookery Competition—" Huang Jindu announced loudly, "Liu Wanshi!"
"Junior sister is mighty!"
"Senior sister is mighty!"
The disciples of the Wan Gu Sect roared loudly!
"Miss Liu, congratulations." Qian Songbao came to congratulate you.
In fact, seeing the process of making fried noodles, he knew that he would definitely lose, so he still could bear it.
Liu Wanshi smiled and said, "You are also very good."
He gets full marks for himself, because he has to prepare three meals for his classmates every day. He has never done it before, and if he can get the approval of 5,000 people, he must have the ability.
this point.
Jun Changxiao is also undeniable.
In terms of cooking skills alone, Qian Songbao is not inferior to Liu Wanshi, and whoever won the championship of the God of Cookery contest deserves its name.
But in order to exceed the epic task and get higher rewards, only small routines can be used.
"Can I have a taste?"
Qian Songbao looked at the remaining fried noodles, his eyes sparkling.
He is a cook and a foodie.
Now that the game is over, the identity of the cook can be removed and replaced by a real foodie!
Huang Jindu said: "Yes."
The little guy walked to the dining table, picked up the strong fried noodles with chopsticks and put them in his mouth. While chewing, he remembered the scene of being rescued and eating fried rice, and tears fell unconsciously.
"father!"
Qian Songbao put down his chopsticks, choked up and said, "I don't want to go home and inherit the Wanguan family property..."
When I came here, I didn't have much money and made an agreement with my son.
If you can't win the championship in the God of Cookery Competition, just come back obediently and obey the arrangement.
Qian Songbao yearns for an unfettered life, and does not want to be imprisoned in a cage and walk along the road paved by his father.
But... if he failed to win the championship of the God of Cookery Contest, he was destined to obey the arrangement, go home and inherit the property, and obediently be a rich second generation.
How many people dream, but he actually dislikes it.
Liu Wanshi laughed and said, "You can join the Wan Gu Sect, and I'll teach you how to make fried rice and fried noodles!"
Seeing the little girl taking the initiative to recruit talents for the sect, Jun Chang smiled with relief on his face.
Qian Songbao was in a struggle, obviously already tempted.
After thinking about it for a while, he said with difficulty: "I'm lazy, I don't like cooking big pots of rice, can... can I just eat in the past?"
Pure food
Jun Chang smiled and rolled his eyes.
My Eternal Sect does not support idlers or foodies!
"this… "
Liu Wanshi looked at Jun Chang and said with a smile, "I think the suzerain should be happy."
Fun fart!
Although Jun Changxiao was devastated, but on second thought, this guy is a rich second generation after all, so it's not bad to recruit underlings.
What's more, as lazy as the wild boar Peggy, isn't he still hardworking under his own training
Jun Chang smiled and said: "Girl, tell him that I am allowed to make an exception to join the Wangu sect, but the entrance fee may be a bit expensive."
You can eat it purely, but you have to pay.
"oh."
After Liu Wanshi told the suzerain's words, Qian Songbao smiled and said, "As long as I can eat the food cooked by Miss Liu every day, the entrance fee is not a problem!"
Seeing how straightforward he was, Jun Changxiao decided, "I'll accept this disciple!"
…
Under the attention of everyone, Liu Wanshi, the champion of the 50th God of Cookery Competition, won the Big Ears Cup.
"Hahaha!"
Yi Tianxing, who was in the certification hall of Tianyu King City, looked up to the sky and laughed.
The God of Cooking Competition has nothing to do with martial arts, but if the disciples of the Wan Gu Sect win the championship, they can naturally show off in front of others.
During this period of time, Wan Guzong has done a lot of great things, and you can choose any one to show off, so when you meet at the certification hall, which one should you choose
Why.
So tangled, so hard to choose.
Elder Zhou and Elder Zhen who stood behind breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, this is the God of Cooking competition. If it was changed to a competition related to martial arts and Wan Guzong won the championship, the owner of the hall would probably be paralyzed again at this moment.
…
"Ding! Liu Wanshi, a disciple of the host's sect, won the championship of the God of Cookery Competition, meeting the defined conditions, the epic task is completed, the completion rate is 200%, and the host gets 40,000 contribution points."
"Ding! Contribution value: 64480/50000."
"Ding! The contribution value is overflowing..."
The moment Liu Wanshi held up the trophy, Jun Changxiao heard a reminder sound in his ears, and his soul seemed to float away to the sky.
"Ding! It is detected that the host has Epic Mission 7, and the rewards of Epic Mission 8 will be distributed uniformly after the completion of Epic Mission 7."
When it floated to the highest point in the sky, suddenly a sap was knocked down, and the soul was directly returned to the body!
Jun Changxiao broke down in his heart and said: "This restriction is really fucking crazy!"
It is indeed very sad to be unable to obtain rewards because of another task restriction after completing the task.
What's even more tragic is that the task of Shi Qi has met the completion criteria, but the task is time-limited, and the settlement period can only be entered after one year.
"Why."
Jun Chang smiled and sighed: "The road is long and long, and I will search up and down."
…
After the awards were presented, the God of Cookery Contest was officially declared over, and warriors from all walks of life left the venue one after another, but the warriors who were lucky enough to be judged by the public were still reminiscing about the fried noodles they ate just now.
"It's amazing what you can do with pasta!"
"If you can eat the fried noodles made by that girl every day, it will definitely be the happiest thing in the world!"
"It's decided, I'm going to sign up for the Eternal Sect!"
Many warriors couldn't stand the temptation of delicious food, so they planned to go to Qingyang County to sign up.
This was something Jun Changxiao didn't expect, because in his calculation, most of the people who signed up were due to the advertising effect.
"Sect Master Jun, are you in a hurry to leave just after winning the championship?"
At the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, City Lord Han personally saw him off.
Jun Chang smiled and said: "The sect is busy with affairs, so Jun has to go back quickly."
"All right."
City Lord Han cupped his hands and said, "See you again by fate."
Jun Chang smiled and said: "As long as the Lord Han prepares well according to the ideas given by Jun, the next dragon and tiger hegemony will definitely make a lot of money."
City Lord Han said righteously: "Money is something outside of the body, Han has already seen it."
"..."
Jun Chang smiled and twitched the corners of his mouth.
When you collected the spirit stones, you smiled more happily than me, only ghosts believe it!
"Farewell!"
"Farewell!"
Jun Changxiao took Liu Wanshi, Zishan Yaowang and Yao Mengying away from the imperial city.
Although one of the latter two is a demon king and the other has an innate demon body, nothing happened, they just came here to cheer.
Qian Songbao didn't go to Southwest Yangzhou with him, but went home first to discuss with his father.
What he wanted was to eat the delicacies made by Liu Wanshi every day, but what Jun Changxiao thought was that the dining hall could set up another deputy head, and this kid was competent enough.
"Um?"
Walking out of the imperial city, Lin Yao leaned against a tree with a knife hanging on his waist by the side of the road.
Although the face was young, it showed a sense of vicissitudes.
"Sovereign Monarch."
Lin Yao turned around, cupped his hands and said, "I, Lin Yao, have no family or sect. I'm a casual cultivator wandering in the rivers and lakes. I want to join the noble sect!"
There are very few people who go straight to the point and ask to get started.
"Can you suffer?"
"able."
"Can you suffer?"
"able."
"Can you throw your head and shed blood for the sect?"
"able!"
Facing Jun Changxiao's series of questions, Lin Yao answered quickly and simply.
There was sincerity in his eyes, and it was obvious that he really wanted to join the Wan Gu Sect and become one of them.
"Let's go back to the Wanguzong with me." Jun Chang said with a smile.
Lin Yao cupped his hands and said, "Thank you suzerain!"
Ever since, there was one more person in the team returning to the sect.
On the way, Jun Changxiao thought: "This one can be responsible for cutting vegetables with Ma Yongning."