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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Seven: I'm a Cook!(1/2)

The next day, dawn.

The sunlight spread warmly on Bu Fang's face, making him feel a little itchy.

Opening his eyes, Bu Fang got up from the bed, stretched his waist, and after washing up, Bu Man walked out of the room and walked towards the shop.

The shop was a little quiet, which made Fang a little suspicious. I jumped all night last night, why was it so quiet this morning?

Bu Fang poked his head out and looked at the shop. Soon, he discovered the location of Bazhen Chicken.

In the distance, the dog was quietly lying under the enlightenment tree, breathing smoothly.

A paw slapped the head of the Bazhen chicken.

The Bazhen chicken sank on the ground with an indespair on her face. The chicken wings drooped, and the ground was covered with chicken feathers, and her whole body was twitching from time to time.

The boss was staring with small eyes, his eyes full of horror.

It's so scary...it's so scary, this dog...so scary!

Bu Fang yawned and walked to Bazhen Chicken. Looking at the Bazhen Chicken that was twitching from time to time, he couldn't help but sigh, stretched out his hand and touched the chicken's head. Bazhen Chicken was still in a desperate posture.

"It's hard for you... I actually spent a safe night, tsk...this tight chicken."

Bu Fang exclaimed.

Instead of taking the Bazhen chicken into the system space bag, he returned to the kitchen with satisfaction.

He cooked a portion of drunken ribs and dragon blood rice and brought the two dishes to the shop.

Master Gou and Xiao You were already sitting on the dining table with awesome eyes.

"Xiao Hei's Drunken Ribs, this is Xiao You's Dragon Blood Rice..."

Xiao You looked at the dragon blood rice in front of him, which seemed to be half the amount, and his delicate face suddenly showed dissatisfaction. He raised his head and stared at Bu Fang.

Bu Fang stretched out his hand and patted Xiao You on his head, "Well... do you want to become as fat as this fat dog? For your figure, you should eat less..."

Xiaoyou is so angry that she would rather become as fat as a fat dog!

He turned his head back in dissatisfaction, and Xiaoyou started to deal with the dragon blood rice in the porcelain plate.

That eating look was filled with anger.

The dog pulled his mouth and showed a playful smile. It seemed to have the fat on its body, shaking at Xiaoyou...

Xiao You made her angry again.

Bu Fang returned to the kitchen, prepared some things, and walked out of the restaurant with Bazhen chickens.

He slowly headed towards the central square. Today was a match with Mao Shi. Bu Fang attached great importance to this game. After all, he made a harsh statement. If he couldn't do it, Bu Fang would feel very embarrassed.

He has always been a person who says what he says.

He was still in an excited state with a *** chicken, his eyes wide open.

Bu Fang touched the chicken's head and walked along a path among the tall buildings. A flash of light flashed in front of him, and he appeared in the central square.

As soon as you enter the square, what resounds is the deafening noise.

A huge ring was lined in the middle of the square, and around it were crowds of people sitting around. These were spectators, and these spectators were extremely excited. When they saw Bu Fang entering the venue, they were so excited that they screamed.

Countless people pay attention to this game.

Just because of Bu Fang's words.

"If you don't fry the stove, I will lose!"

Is there any domineeringness? Is there any arrogance?

Saying this to a genius alchemist who is qualified to compete for the championship is awesome to my chef!

Some people appreciate Bu Fang's domineering aura, but they still did not retreat at all when facing the genius alchemist Mao Shi, and they even dared to make harsh words.

Some people think Bu Fang is showing off. After all, Mao Shi is not an alchemist who has been scrambled by Bu Fang before. He is a real genius, a genius who has the opportunity to compete with Mu Baiyi. Genius has its own extraordinary features. Otherwise, how could he be called a genius?

It is basically impossible for Bu Fang to let the Maoshi Fry the stove...

Everyone just thought that was his anger.

This game can be said to be a huge focus, and almost everyone in the Dan Mansion is paying attention to this game.

Nowadays, Bu Fang has many supporters in the Dan Mansion, but there are still many fewer supporters than Mao Shi. After all, Mao Shi has many popular alchemists in the Dan Mansion.

Although it is not as good as Mu Bai, it is not comparable to Bu Fang, who has just emerged!

"Rampant cook! He will soon feel what despair is!"

"It's finally started, and I'll be able to see Senior Brother Mao harshly abuse the cook! I'm so excited!"

"The dignity of our alchemist is protected by Senior Brother Mao!"

"Down with the public enemy of the alchemist! Senior Brother Mao! It's time to show your true strength!"

...

The audience chattered and excited. Whether it was in or outside the casting formation, they were all the same excited. The people who supported Mao Shi far exceeded those who supported Bu Fang.

However, Bu Fang was still calm and stepped into the central square with his Bazhen chicken.

Nangong Wuque waved to Bu Fang from afar.

"Come on Lao Bu! I'll do that pretentious **** Nangong Wuque shouted at the top of his throat, making a group of alchemists from Tianyao City in the distance turn black.

Bu Fang nodded and said nothing.

In the audience, the long eyelashes of the Saint of Shura Ancient City with a red veil shook, and her beautiful eyes fell on Bu Fang who was slowly entering the venue.

The hunchbacked old man sitting beside her looked calm.

"Old demon... are everything ready?" The saint opened his red lips and said lazily.

Her slender legs raised and stacked onto the other one. The silky skirt slid slightly, revealing her white skin.

This scene made many viewers around him widen their eyes and saliva.

The Shura Saint didn't care at all and still talked calmly to the old servant.

"It has been arranged... this cook will definitely lose." said the old servant.

"Very good. If you lose in the first three games, the chef will definitely be very disappointed. Then it will be our chance..."

The saint chuckled.

"Sir Saint, in fact, the Nether Girl did not appear today, we can do it directly..."

"Don't make a fuss... After all, this is Dan City. Although our Shura Ancient City is not afraid of Dan Mansion, it is still quite troublesome to hijack a contestant in the Dan City... It's better to find an opportunity to do it." The saint said lazily.

The old servant's wrinkled face suddenly wrinkled, and finally let go, sighed, and said, "Okay."

Then, the two of them continued to fall into the ring.

Bu Fang walked onto the ring, and he came to his position with Bazhen Chicken in his arms.

Mao Shi also appeared soon. As soon as he appeared, it aroused cheers from the audience, and all the audience became noisy.

All kinds of cheering, various inspiration, and various striking sounds of the Bu Fang resounded.

Mao Shi seemed a little gloomy and proud, with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He stood on the ring, confident, and looked at Bu Fang proudly with his face.

"You cook... it's time to admit defeat early, otherwise... you will regret it."

Bu Fang glanced at Mao Shi, pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "You can fry the stove."

snort!

Mao Shi took a deep breath and snorted coldly. He glanced at Bu Fang with contempt, turned around and walked to his bronze platform.

Above the void, warships roared, and the five old men slowly stepped out of the warships.

Master Xuanming and others arrived, their fairy spirit and their aura were as impressive as they were.

After they first preached seriously for a while, they set their eyes on the competition and sat on the platform.

The referee is still responsible for this game.

The referee's face was full of seriousness this time. This game was a genius alchemist and the biggest dark horse in this year's wonderful rejuvenation ceremony. The competition between the two will definitely be very fierce, so the referee dare not be careless at all.

He didn't think Bu Fang would lose. With his understanding of Bu Fang, this chef must have some unknown means.

No one knows what kind of dishes this chef wants to cook in this market.

Chicken? Is the dish this time related to that chicken?

The referee Chang Zaozao Chicken noticed the chicken in Bu Fang's arms and squinted his eyes and thought for a while.

That doesn't seem to be an ordinary chicken.

Mao Shi stood in front of his bronze platform. He was calm and composed. Although he was sometimes arrogant, he still devoted himself to the alchemy.

He carefully took out the prepared medicinal materials one by one and placed them on the bronze platform.

The pill he was going to refine this time was the three-patterned spiritual pill, which can be said to be the highest-level pill that appeared in this year's Wonderful Hand Rejuvenation Ceremony.

Maoshi was also very stressed, because he was not sure about the three-patterned spiritual pill.
To be continued...
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