79: C79 A Stalk of Grass Worth a Hundred Thousand Dollars

C79 A Stalk of Grass Worth a Hundred Thousand Dollars

4He wanted to see if a high school student could turn the sky upside down.

As a top chef who has reached LV4 in cooking, my ability has frightened you out of your teeth.

Qin Luo picked up his knife and fork and slowly cut them open. Then, he picked up one piece and took a sip.

Soong Qiaodong's gaze swept across Qin Luo's face. Seeing that his expression remained the same, the sneer on his face became even more pronounced.

"Pretentious."

The taste buds stimulated by seasonings and the fragrance of food overflowed in Qin Luo's mouth.

At this moment, he was completely immersed in the feast of his sense of taste.

onion, ginger, garlic, eggs, oil consumption...

The names of the various ingredients appeared in Qin Luo's mind like slides.

However, what confused Qin Luo was that these were just the most common ingredients, ingredients that everyone knew. They definitely wouldn't become secret recipes.

There should be something else, Qin Luo picked up another pill and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, the name of a Chinese medicine appeared in Qin Luo's mind! Licorice!

No wonder the pill had a sweetness that was different from sugar. It turned out to be licorice!

One minute...

Two minutes...

5 Minutes...

Qin Luo was still immersed in the taste feast.

He did not see Feng Huadong's face darken, nor did he see the unbridled laughter on Soong Qiaodong's face.

Just when the two were about to explode, Qin Luo suddenly opened his eyes.

"Done!"

Done? Had it been solved?

Hehe, you must have realized reality.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes focused on Qin Luo. They were curious and disdainful …

Qin Luo waved at the waiter behind him and smiled, "Give this piece of paper to your boss."

As he spoke, he took out a pen and paper from his pocket and drew out a stalk of grass.

A blade of grass? That was the answer.

Feng Huadong would have thought Qin Luo was a psychopath if he didn't confirm that there was nothing wrong with his brain.

"Wait a moment." The attendant gave a simple response before turning around to leave.

"Hehe, fellow student, don't tell me you think that drawing a grass can be considered as the solution to the formula?" Soong Qiaodong said with a sneer.

F * ck, if I can draw a blade of grass, I can take away a hundred thousand. Even my teacher can't do it. Every day I draw a blade of grass, a hundred, a thousand … "Soon, he will be richer than a certain cloud!

"Teacher Song, this grass is no ordinary grass. It's a stalk of grass worth a hundred thousand gold coins." Qin Luo shrugged and said with a smile.4

Once again, Soong Qiaodong was held back by Qin Luo's words.

Feng Huadong's face turned red, not because he was angry, but because it was funny.

Qin Luo's mouth was really too venomous, but he liked it a lot.

"You, hmph …" Soong Qiaodong glared fiercely at Qin Luo and said nothing. However, the coldness in his eyes became more and more intense.

I'd like to see how it ends, he thought with a sneer.

They didn't have to wait long before the waiter quickly brought a middle-aged man over.

"Who painted this?" The middle-aged man glanced at the crowd and asked.

"The good show has begun." A hint of ridicule flashed across Soong Qiaodong's eyes.

"Me." Qin Luo raised his hand and said.

Although the person who found out the secret recipe was young, when he saw Qin Luo's young face, Liang Bo was still shocked.

This dish had already made things difficult for the top chefs from all the different cuisines in the world. But now, it had been broken by someone who looked like a high school student.

After a long while, Liang Bo finally reacted. He quickly took out a cheque from his pocket and gave it to Qin Luo.

"Student, this is what you deserve." Liang Bo said with a smile.

Stunned, completely dumbfounded.

Whether it was the southwest team or the Chinese team's enemies, they were all frozen on the spot like wooden puppets.

Qin Luo had actually solved the mystery and solved the recipe that troubled the top chefs.

F * ck, how is this possible!? Soong Qiaodong's vision went black and he almost fainted.

Once upon a time, he was still excitedly waiting for the good show to begin. The good show had indeed started, but the result was completely different from what he had imagined.

Not only did Qin Luo not make a joke, he had also shocked everyone's eyes.

[What the hell is going on?] He solved the mystery with just a random drawing of a broken blade of grass and obtained a hundred thousand.

"Lie down. "Sh * t, what in the world is going on …"

"Don't ask me, I feel like I'm dreaming."

This was what the Chinese team said.

"F * ck, there's really a genius in this world!"

"Boss, as expected of the boss, he went to the kitchen in the main hall."

"Bring tea for the lord …"

"Wiping shoes for the big boss …"

Tea delivery, shoeshine...

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