1044: C1044 The Problem of Trust

C1044 The Problem of Trust

"Nozawa, in front of us. Aren't there fifteen people in front of Nozawa Izawa Izawa?" Yang Soong was very straightforward. "There's still time. There's no hurry. "

He was leisurely and had a very good attitude, as if he was talking about the good weather.

"Those fifteen people. Let me think, to line up Nozawa One Xiong for three months. No, after six months. "

"No, six months is too long. " Yang Soong said. "One month. "

"How can that be?"

In three months, Yang Soong had to participate in the challenges of five people every month.

It was too frequent.

"You can't take it. " Liu Haiyang said.

"No. " Yang Soong was still calm and indifferent. "From now on until the end of next month, there are 37 days left. It will be set at the beginning of next month. "

There was plenty of time.

It was enough for him to control the fish life.

There were thousands of gourmet sects in the world, and ordinary chefs might not be able to master them. But he, Yang Soong, was the man who wanted to become the king of Master Chef.

How could he not be able to?

If he was a man, he absolutely could not be allowed to do so.

"Are you really confident?" Even when Liu Haiyang spoke, he felt that his heart was wavering.

"The highest record of the entire Asian Gourmet Challenge is only 23 challenges in two months. "

Yang Soong actually wanted to accept 16 challenges in a month.

"Uncle Liu, don't think too much. Relax. " Yang Soong made him a cup of tea. "Top grade Lushan Cloudmist. Have a taste. "

"What top grade Lushan Cloudmist? Every year, this tea could at most be three catties of tea. The age was not good, and it did not even have three catties of tea. You young people are easily deceived. . . "Liu Haiyang casually drank a mouthful, then licked his lips.

This refreshing and eternal fragrance was mellow and sweet. This mouthful of sweet aftertaste that was full of life was like a cool breeze.

He couldn't help but observe the tea soup. The soup was clear and bright, the green sprouts were tender and uniform, and each of them was compact and beautiful. The bubbles that represented life were arranged into tender sprouts that were crystal clear and beautiful to the extreme.

"Could it be that this really is a top-grade Lushan Cloudmist Tea?"

Why was it even more delicious than the cup he drank at the National Banquet all those years ago?

"Uncle Liu, don't speak. Let's drink some tea. " Yang Soong leaned back on the reclining chair and took a sip of tea. What he saw in front of him was clearly mountains and seas of clouds. The red sun had just risen, and there were tens of thousands of rays of multicolored light. It was bright and resplendent with flowing gold.

A layer of clouds had appeared on his chest, and he was absolutely furious.

Liu Haiyang could not help but close his eyes and sigh with emotion. "The wind is blowing. I want to go to Penglai. "

With a cup of good tea in hand, why would he care if it was wild or not?

Who was he?

"Yang, use the kitchen knife in your hand. Chop him and beat him to submission!"

Yang Soong:. . . "

I'm not used to your sudden change in style.

People always said that alcohol was intoxicating. They never expected President Liu to be so generous after drinking tea.

Another cup.

"Yang, you said that Nozawa Ixiong can challenge you. Then can't the chefs of Huaxia challenge him too?"

He didn't even give Yang Soong a chance to respond.

"Why don't I drag the 108 heroes of the Chefs' Association to the hotel and use a group of human tactics to beat up Nozawa Ixiong?"

"If he can't get past us, he doesn't deserve to compete with you. "

Yang Soong said, "That's not good, right?"

Speaking of which, there were 108 people in the Luocheng's Gourmet Association?

This saying sounded quite familiar.

Liu Haiyang drank another cup. "Aren't there too few people? It's fine. I'll write a Sage Recruitment Order and recruit another hundred or eighty people. I don't believe I won't be able to cripple Nomura. "

Yang Soong no longer refilled Liu Haiyang's tea. "Don't be impulsive. Impulse is the devil. "

This sounded very satisfying. If he really did that, he wouldn't have a high standard.

Instead, he would give Nozawa a weakness.

That would be an old Yin Yang man.

Yang Soong said again, "Don't worry. I promise that I will make Nozawa regret stepping into the land of Huaxia. Isn't it just fish? Although I don't know how to do it now, it doesn't mean that I won't be good at it in thirty-seven days. This time, I will teach that old man a lesson and let him know who the real father is. "

Liu Haiyang's agitated emotions were calmed down quite a bit.

"But I suspect that Nozawa Ixiong belongs to the level of a national chef in He Country. He's equivalent to a grandmaster. The two of you are separated by the ocean. Why did he come to you to challenge you all of a sudden?"

He could not figure it out, neither could Yang Soong.

"I think there is no need to figure out what the villain is thinking. " Yang Soong had already labeled Ozawa as the villain.

"He is also the villain's leader. " Liu Haiyang said, "He's a villain. Why did he come here personally?"

"According to general experience, he shouldn't have sent his disciples and grand-disciples to scout the way, or confidently believe that his disciples and grand-disciples would be able to pinch you to death. "

Liu Haiyang could not figure it out.

Yang Soong: Tell me, how many novels have you read?

"Uncle Liu, am I a small character in your eyes?" He was only worthy of the disciples and grand-disciples of Yezawa Izawa.

"Of course not. " Liu Haiyang realized that he had said the wrong thing and immediately explained, "I mean, if the Nozawa family sends their disciples and grand-disciples, you can use your little finger to crush them in the opposite direction. After accumulating enough experience, you will have enough time to grow, and then you will have a better chance of winning against the big antagonist. "

Yang Soong said, "Then you think that I will definitely lose to the big villain. "

"Don't tell me. . . No, I didn't. You misunderstood me. I am confident in you. I believe in you. You are the best, the strongest, and the best. " Liu Haiyang said.

Yang Soong wanted to slap the goosebumps off his body.

Liu Haiyang said again, "So, you must not feel too much pressure. You must remain calm. Failure is the mother of success. "

Yang Soong kept the tea set. "Uncle Liu, you are old. Drink less tea. Go home and sleep early. "1

"Sigh, sigh, don't put it away. This tea has just tasted its taste. "

Liu Haiyang wanted Yang Soong to put the tea set back, but Yang Soong gave him a determined back view.

Early the next morning, Yang Soong got up early to run. On the way, he met a man and a grandson who were wearing sportswear.

"Morning, Yang Soong!" A small flame flickered in the eyes of the wild beast. There was a light of battle in his eyes.

"Morning!" Yang Soong slightly nodded his head, and his footsteps did not stop. Nozawa Izawa immediately followed. "As a chef, you must have a strong physique. "

An electronic voice translated in a cold voice.

Yang Soong did not say anything.

Nozawa Izawa continued to rush forward. "Therefore, I have been persisting in my morning exercise since thirty-six years ago. I have never been absent. "

Yang Soong still ignored him.

"Dripping water through stone is not a day's work. I have bitterly practiced my culinary skills. After dozens of years, I have finally become a great national player. Across the entire He Country, not many chefs are my match, especially in the world of seafood. I am the king. " Indeed, Nozawa Yixiong trained his body every day. He ran and talked, but he didn't even catch his breath.

Yang Soong still did not say anything.

"The Fashion Yoshichiro lost to you. He has lost the dignity of my Chef He Guo. I can't allow this kind of thing to happen, so I'm here. I'm going to take back the dignity of our Chef He Guo and then trample your Huaxia Chef's dignity on the ground. "

His attitude was proud and extremely arrogant. It made people want to punch him in the face.

Yang Soong stopped and took a few steps on the spot. He raised his arm and took a deep breath. After three times, his gaze landed on Nozawa Yixiong. "Do you know that it's not suitable to chat while running? Especially long-distance running. It's not healthy, and it's not right either. "

Nozawa Izawa sneered in disdain. I don't think I need a brat who's still wet behind the ears to teach me how to run. I'm a sports athlete from He Country. If I wasn't obsessed with cooking, I would have won all the running medals in the Olympic Games, including the hurdles that you Huaxia people are so proud of. They should all be mine. "

"Then let's compete?" Yang Soong showed the first smile he had this morning to the bright and dark sky.

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