Chapter 42 Lost
"Bang!"
Heavy slap, and there was a red slap mark on Huacheng's handsome face, and anger filled his eyes and his heart.
If the anger could be transformed into substance, the things around him would have been burned out long ago. But his anger was not about burning the person in front of him, but Xu Xuan!
"I thought I would do it to you, but I didn't expect to put it in the Ice Soul Knife! What do you think the Ice Soul Knife is? Do you think it is a cabbage on the roadside?" Huafeng was even more angry than Huacheng. Ice Soul Knife is not something you can get, especially their small restaurant. If it is calculated at the price, it would not be enough to compensate the entire Shaohua Building!
The Ice Soul Knife is so valuable! Now Huacheng is basically betting on the entire Shaohua Tower. Originally, Shaohua Tower relied on this Ice Soul Knife to support it, but now it is almost trapped by his own son.
If Hua Cheng hadn't been his son, Hua Feng would have slapped him to death. He was so angry that he was trembling all over. He thought it would be good news, but he didn't expect it to be extremely bad news.
"Dad, the child really didn't expect that the kid was really capable... Because the plan was too perfect, he thought he would win, so he continued to bet like this when his mind was hot." Hua Cheng looked guilty, but his heart was full of anger.
In fact, he doesn't need to bet on this Ice Soul Knife. Just like those in Huaxi Tower, he can still bet on a thousand spirit crystals and some ingredients. Even if he loses, although he feels sore, it is definitely better than using the Ice Soul Knife to bet on this Ice Soul Knife. Thousands of spirit crystals and ingredients only account for a small part, but the Ice Soul Knife is equivalent to being able to buy this Shaohua Tower!
Hua Feng had a blue face, and the more he thought about it, he became more angry. He slapped the table hard. The entire table was slapped by him, and with a bang, the table was knocked down.
"I will go on the battle myself tomorrow! I believe that the old guys in Huaxilou will go on their own, so you can't lose your face!" Hua Feng's aura was reborn, but it has become a reality, so he can only go on the battle myself.
After all, the words are there in black and white. Giving this thing to the city lord or Cheng Feng is definitely something that they can hand over. Even if it is not handed over to the city lord, as long as it is announced, it will have a great influence on their reputation.
Hua Cheng's face turned cold and said, "Why don't we send some warriors to kill them all?" He also scratched his neck, which means he was ruthless.
Bang!
Huafeng slapped again and said angrily: "If it were that simple, the recipes of Zuihualou would have been ours! Chengfeng's people are all there. Do you want Shaohualou to jump into the fire pit?"
He was so sorry that his son was really used to being spoiled, and he actually said these brainless words. If you think about it carefully, you will be clear. For so long, you can only seize it with regular methods. Isn’t Cheng Feng guarding this Zuihua Tower? If he seized it with regular methods, no one would say anything.
Hua Cheng covered his face and whispered, "The boy was wrong... Dad went to fight in person tomorrow, and that kid would definitely lose." His eyes were red, and tears couldn't help falling. He was slapped twice, and his whole face was swollen.
Huafeng snorted coldly: "A nameless boy is so capable. I will see tomorrow what kind of ability he has!"
In fact, they don’t want to go on the battlefield in person, which is quite embarrassing. The food festival is a competition between restaurants and young people. Only by winning the opponent will you be convinced. But there is no way. For the sake of Bingpod Knife, Huafeng had to bite the bullet and go on stage!
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The next morning, many restaurants had already started setting up stalls and were preparing to make breakfast.
Zuihualou got up early, set up the stall, and started making delicious breakfast. Qingyu replaced the three-color fried noodles, and Xu Xuan’s Xiangyun Sauce, which is a snack and can also be used as breakfast. The key is that there are many ingredients, so clean them up quickly to avoid becoming stale.
"Look, even the head of the Shaohua Tower has come. It seems that you were angry with you." Qingyu was not panicked at all. Even if she lost, it would be worth it to force the head of the other party to participate! But she would not give up easily. As Xu Xuan said, it was better to compare the delicious food, not spiritual power.
Huafeng's own cooking skills are not very high, he is just a dragon-level chef, which is the same level as Long Wanran. It looks rather embarrassing, but in fact it is not embarrassing at all. With Huafeng's age, there are really many dragon-level chefs, Long Wanran is just a genius.
"Don't worry about what tricks he will do. Just this dish is enough to win." Xu Xuan's expression was still so calm, completely ignoring Hua Cheng's gaze, and began to make Xiangyun Su.
As the number of people increases, the business of Zuihualou is getting better and better, and Shaohualou is far behind. Yesterday, Zuihualou performed so well. Not to mention the deliciousness for now. Even Long Wanran said it was good and gave him enough publicity to Zuihualou.
In order to catch up with the Zuihua Tower, Huafeng used the Ice Soul Knife and made several different dishes in one breath. The Dragon-level is the Dragon-level, with high spiritual power. It is extremely effective when using the Ice Soul Knife. In his hand, it seems that there is life. When cutting things, the ingredients are cut evenly and emit a faint cold air.
Huafeng personally took the initiative and quickly raised the popularity of Shaohua Tower, which made Huacheng very proud. Unexpectedly, when he looked at Xu Xuan, he found that Xu Xuan had gone, but Xiangyunsu was still easy to sell and was not very laborious. The income he got was even higher than that of their Shaohua Tower!
"Good knife skills." A whistle of praise came from the crowd, making Hua Cheng vomit blood with depression. It was Xu Xuan who said this.
Huafeng just looked up and continued to cook, fully exerting his strength as a dragon-level dragon chef. The dishes he cooked by himself are naturally not low, but many people are willing to buy them, most of them are warriors.
If you want to quickly surpass Zuihualou, it is best to sell it at a high price and quickly earn spiritual crystals. Although the cost is high, it only compares the turnover, not profit.
"What do you mean!" Hua Cheng said angrily.
"It's not interesting, I'm really just praising me." Xu Xuan said calmly, then walked back to the stall in Zuihualou.
Xu Xuan really praised it, it had no other meaning. It was really difficult for him to compete with the upstream dragon-level dragon chef. He could compare his cooking skills, but it did not mean that he could compare his spiritual power, and he could not compare his power. Unfortunately, the rules of the competition are like this, and he compares the turnover, not comparing spiritual power with you.
At this time, Huacheng saw Xu Xuan buy some ingredients and didn't know what to make.
But not long after Xu Xuan returned, a more fragrant smell came, causing Huafeng to stop the Ice Soul Knife in his hand and look at the Zuihualou. Xu Xuan sprinkled something on the Xiangyunshu, making the Xiangyunshu even more amazing, and immediately attracted a group of crazy diners, squeezing the entire stall.
Seeing this scene, Huafeng gritted his teeth and said, "We lost..."
Huacheng was stunned.
Not long after this, I lost? And it was my father who personally admitted his defeat!
On their side, they almost tried their best to win over customers, but they were not as good as others to improve Xiangyunshu, which attracted a large number of diners. With this alone, Huafeng already knew that they would lose!
Chapter completed!