The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 549: Real Food

The Nine Pints Array King came to run, and the monarch gate burst into a sense of accomplishment.

Instead, he was beaten in the face by a second, because he didn't come with the fame of running to the door, he came with the Liu Wan poem.

Recently in Southwestern Yangzhou, the most widely debated is the Iron Bone Pie, and in many news, one learned of the culinary competition that had recently ended in the Royal City.

- Who is it?

The Nine Pints King!

He has lived for hundreds of years with only two passions.

drilling array method.

Eat up!

I learned that the Iron Bone disciple named Liu Wanshi tried three rounds, scored three full rounds, succeeded in picking the laurel crown, and suddenly came with great interest.

Big time cooking has seen it before, and it turns out disappointing.

Because the mouth is nasty, even eating a championship dish can pick up a bunch of problems.

The reason I came to the steel pie was to see how the doll could get all ten judges to give me a full score on her food.

To eat.

Add Steel Pie.

These nine-pint kings have character, too!

Older people are somewhat abnormal, so there's no need to be surprised.

But our monarch is entrenched.

Isn't this a piece of hard-boiled steel pie as charming as a beef dish?

It hurts.

My heart hurts!

“No. ”

“" Doo is also my disciple, "said King Chang." She can attract the Nine Pint Array King. That's my credit too! ”

Explain to yourself that the whole person is shaking.

“Senior. ”

Walked to the table and picked up the entrance watch: “I dare you to ask for your name. ”

The Gate is one man short, this is the Nine Pints King again, definitely don't have to consider recruiting.

As for whether or not to leave?

I'm sorry. I've been in the Iron Pie my whole life.

The old man's back said proudly: "Zhen Dejun. ”

When he heard the name, the muscles on King's smile suddenly solidified.

Liu Wanshi's father's name is Ouyang Jun, and he can still accept it. This girl ‘really Jun’ is a little fucked up. Why don't you call him Zhen Dexiang a little more shameless?

“So it's Senior Jan Deok-soo. Excuse me, excuse me! ”

“Jan Deok-joon! ”

“ …… ”

The main door was stamped on it, and he said: "Old Zhen, from today on, you are a member of my steel pie! ”

Zhen Dejun said: "Master, I want to meet the girl who won the culinary competition. ”

Old man, do you know how many mental assaults this has caused to the ruler? Couldn't you show the ecstasy of joining the steel pie?

……

Whoops!

The minefield was withdrawn.

I'd rather be alone and drunk lying on the ground in scorched black, and my hair exploded.

You can make two high-quality Wu kings so wolfish, you can see how horrible the attacking Wang Wang Formation is!

……

“Master Gate. ”

Liu Wanshi wiped his little hand on the apron and walked into the hall and asked, "Why me? ”

"" This senior who has just joined the gang wants to taste the food you cook. ”

Liu Wanshi looked at Zhen Dejun and whispered: “Master, it's almost time for dinner, the disciple has to be busy. ”

Iron Pie now has nearly 10,000 disciples. Although Ouyang Jun helps, every meal is a very heavy workload, and there is time to show others how to cook.

“Exactly. ”

"- [sic]“ Go ahead and get busy. We'll talk about it when you're done. ”

“Mmm.”

Liu Wanshi returned to the canteen.

“Old Zhen. ”

King Chang smiled: “It will be dinner time soon, you can eat with everyone. ”

Zhen Dejun shook his head and said: “Master Chef cooking, like the old husbands layout method, was just so casually arranged, although it is also a lightning array, but definitely not as powerful as the serious arrangement. ”

Huh!

This means that the previous lightning arrays were just casual and could be arranged at a higher level?

“" Old Zhen doesn't know anything about it, "said King Chang, laughing." Beep beep's quest for food is very demanding. Even if it's a big pot dish, it's a delicious dish. ”

“Really?”

Zhen Dejun: “The old man will try it. ”

As you can see from his eyes, he is very questionable.

After all, a doorman with so many disciples, the amount of cooking work is huge, and the fast work must have no soul.

……

Canteen.

Because of the increasing number of disciples, Li Qingyang has carried out multiple expansion, and can already accommodate 10,000 disciples at this time.

So far, this is where the biggest steel pie is built.

It's time for dinner.

The disciples poured into each other, and the appearance rate on their faces was a real laugh.

The cultivation of martial arts is undoubtedly a boring and tedious thing to eat and to sweep away all fatigue and troubles.

Gun Chang laughed and reformed the cafeteria. Similar to the past world unit, school cafeteria, disciples needed to hold their own plates to collect food.

Jan Deok-jun had already arrived.

When I saw a bucket and dish on the dining table, I shook my head.

Apparently.

These dishes are made together from a large pot.

The more so, the less soul you have, so you can only give ‘fail’ ratings.

“Old Zhen. ”

Gun Chang smiled and walked with a plate. "For the first time, I joined the steel pie and I personally cooked for you. ”

It doesn't matter how thirsty a boss is, how considerate a subordinate... believe it or not, I can't make it up.

Zhen Dejun glanced at the rice and three-course soup and shook his head: “Eating food without a soul will only make my husband lose hope in life. ”

“ …… ”

Kingston laughed and twitched his mouth.

This old man is a little dragged.

“Old Zhen. ”

Gun Chang laughed: “The food is good and bad. It cannot be viewed on its own. It can only be evaluated after it has really been eaten. ”

“Okay.”

Zhen Dejun picked up the chopsticks: “My husband barely tried it for me. ”

He said, clamping an eggplant and then sending it to his mouth reluctantly, tasting it with a very mouthful of customer attitude.

Chew slowly.

Feel slowly.

A little.

Zhen Dejun put the chopsticks down and his hands trembled: “What did I... eat? ”

It's definitely not Mita Ko.

Brush!

He dropped the shelf, picked up the chopsticks, ate the eggplant!

That eats pictures, that eats speed.

I can't see it at all, it's a mouthful of people, more like people who haven't eaten in days!

“Brother. ”

Su Xiaofo lowered his voice: “Is it true that the main door is full of kindness and has taken in a flower named Hanako who hasn't eaten for a few days? ”

“Don't talk nonsense. ”

"'This is a nine-pint king,' said Li Qingyang. ”

“Ah?”

Su Xiao Mo glared at him.

I don't know much about the law of formation, but the king has heard of it.

Isn't it true that such a powerful figure is a master of the wind fairy bones? How can he eat something that is not yet as elegant as his own?

Other disciples are also whispering.

They do not know that Zhen Dejun is not hungry for a few days and has not eaten because he has encountered too much delicious food to control himself at all.

Su Xiao Mo and others, although the food made by Liu Wanshi is delicious in the world, but that is all, they did not dig deep.

Zhen Dejun is different.

He's eating, really eating.

Eat all three dishes and soup clean, Zhen Dejun looked up to his head and moaned: “After eating every inch of skin, every hair seems to resonate with the heavens and earth, this is the soul, the soul the husband is looking for! ”

“Happy to taste it, no regrets in my life! ”

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PS, Fourth Place, ask for votes.