87: C87 Match Start

C87 Match Start

Chen Ming also walked over with a wry smile. "This guy treats everyone the same, that's all!" Let the girl eat! A few minutes will be enough time to get there! "

The others had no choice but to continue to wait. Wu Yue blushed, feeling a little embarrassed. She looked around, and it seemed that she was really the only one left.

Seeing this, Wu Yue quickly finished the Clear Broth Noodle Soup, wiped her mouth and stood up. She glanced at the code number and apologized to Yang Song after paying, "Sorry, I made things difficult for the boss!"

"It's fine, please come again!"

Seeing that Wu Yue had finished eating, Yang Song sat up and started to pack up. Everyone wanted to help, but when they saw Yang Song glare at them, they could only obediently wait for Yang Song to pack up.

After a few minutes, Yang Song finally finished packing up. He saw that everyone had an anxious look and slowly said, "Alright, the opening hours is over, we can go now!"

"Damn it, let's go!" Boss! I'll take you with me! " A middle-aged man anxiously took out his car keys and sped away. He looked like a high-end car driver!

Yang Song shook his head and said with a smile, "No need, I have a driver. He will take me later. Chen Ming, hurry up and drive!"

Chen Ming let out a sigh as he helplessly looked at the crowd. He took out his car keys and said, "I'm the driver. Alright, I'll go drive!"

When Wu Yue saw Chen Ming, she was so frightened that she almost bit her tongue. This fellow was actually Chen Ming! The owner's driver turned out to be Chen Ming? Wasn't he the Crown Prince of the Chen Group? He was actually acting as Yang Song's driver? If his father were to find out about this, wouldn't he die of anger?

Everyone saw that Yang Song had a driver, so they didn't bother to inquire any further and ran towards their own car. Those who had a car, those who didn't have a car, they just picked up their cars and didn't care, mainly to cheer for Yang Song, they were all friends!

Seeing that everyone had left, Wu Yue knew where they were. She ran to her little donkey and started the car, heading towards their destination.

At the barbecue stand, the boss looked at the grilled meat and fried rice on the table and sighed. He murmured to himself, "Another one goes in. How can we continue this business?"

In the last five minutes, Yang Song and the others finally arrived at their destination. A place to compete was the place where the Master Chef Competition had been held, where hundreds of people could watch it together. Wang Shuhuan had been waiting there for a long time, and after waiting for a long time, Yang Song had yet to appear.

"Yo!" Isn't this Boss Yang Song? Finally? I thought you were a coward that didn't dare to come! "

Yang Song slowly walked to his seat and saw that there were only a variety of kitchen utensils, not a single bit of seasonings or ingredients.

"What is it? Do I have to prepare materials for today's match? Why didn't you say so earlier! I'll go back and get it! " Yang Song yawned. He had been tired for a long time and wanted to rest early.

Wang Shuhuan shook his head and waved his hand. It didn't take long for people to arrive with all sorts of ingredients for the fish. There was also a large water tank with a dozen or so fish swimming happily in the water.

"There are so many osmanthus fish in this tank, but there are only two wild osmanthus fish in there. To be honest, I don't know which one is the real one. We can only rely on ourselves to choose one!"

Wang Shuhuan's face lit up with pride as he said this. He had learned to distinguish between wild and breeding since he was young. This trial was purely to make things difficult for Yang Song.

"You say you don't know, then you don't know? I don't believe it! " Chen Ming stood in the stands and shouted in dissatisfaction as he listened to Wang Shuhuan's words.

When the rest of the people heard Chen Ming's shout, they also joined him in jeering.

He raised his hand, signalling for everyone to quiet down, and said with a faint smile: "I believe you, you definitely wouldn't do such a thing, but can you hurry up? This kind of competition is too boring, I want to go home and sleep!"

"Brat, don't be too arrogant. I'll show you what true culinary skills are today!"

When Wang Shuhuan saw Yang Song's indifferent expression, his anger flared up. Ever since the first time he had met Yang Song, this guy had been calm, as if he couldn't hear what he was saying at all.

Seeing this, Chen Ming burst into laughter. Meng Shihan, who was sitting next to him, was startled and asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

"So Yang Song's attitude is so funny to others!" Chen Mingle was extremely happy, watching Yang Song gobble down others like this seemed to be very interesting.

Meng Shi Han rolled her eyes at him and continued watching the competition, "To think you're still laughing. Actually, it's the same thing every day when you get hit by Yang Song."

Chen Ming seemed to have heard some incredible secret! With wide eyes, he asked in disbelief, "Are you sure? Am I being bullied like this by Yang Song every day? "

"That's right, it's good that you know! "It's a good match!" Meng Shihan didn't continue to pay attention to Chen Ming. Instead, she continued to watch the match seriously!

After hearing what Meng Shihan said, Chen Ming started to look serious. After three days of practice, his hands had been fatally frozen.0

The referee was also one of the Gourmet's guests from the last fight for the King of Cooking. He was one of those people that Elder Ye hadn't seen for a long time. When Yang Song saw him, he was astonished.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a Tang suit beside him chuckled and asked Elder Ye, "Elder Ye, as a famous gourmet in Luocheng, what do you think the result of this competition is?"

"Do I?" Elder Ye had tried the skills of two people, he shook his head slightly and said, "I say, I think that Yang Song will win this match!"

"Why?" The others were all very curious, you have to know, Elder Ye never said that he would win before the match.

It had to be known that Elder Ye had once said, 'There is no first place in literature, and there is no second in martial arts'.

However, what everyone didn't know was that with Yang Song's skills, even Old Ye wanted to take him as a disciple. If he didn't win, could it be that Wang Shuhuan would still win?

On the other side of the arena, the referee stood there, looking at the competitors on both sides, and asked: "The match is going to start in five minutes, the time limit is one hour, do the two sides have any problems that can be announced in advance!"

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