City: I, the God of Cooking!

Several fried dumplings are ready and still steaming.

Meng Zhan looked very surprised when he saw Qin Fangfeng, and there was a meaningful smile on his face.

In the eyes of outsiders, that smile may be beautiful, so beautiful, it has no other meaning, just a special smile.

But it seemed very ambiguous among the two, especially in Meng Zhan's eyes.

It never occurred to him that the proprietress of the kitchen utensil shop was the referee of the preliminary competition.

Qin Fangfeng picked up the fried dumplings and ate them with a fork.

It is impossible for the other referees to fight with bare hands, they will eat whatever Qin Fangfeng eats.

After eating, Qin Fangfeng gave a simple and clear evaluation, "Good."

Then he voted for Meng Zhan with points.

The other referees were different.

"The dumpling skin is chewy and delicious, and the dumpling filling is rich in flavors. The harmony of flavors can be said to be full marks!"

"This is made with other people's leftover ingredients, and the taste is so good, yes."

"Not bad, look after you."

Ouyang Feng said: "Unique as usual. Delicious."

He finished the fried dumplings in two or three bites, and then directly voted for Meng Zhan.

In this way, Meng Zhan's points broke out of fifth place in an instant, and crushed the previous few to reach the first place.

Wu Lang, who was originally in the first place, was squeezed out, and he was even more upset.

"Thank you." Meng Zhan smiled.

After they tasted it, they moved on to the next contestant's work.

There is no need to look at the next points ranking. Even if the remaining referees voted for Wu Lang, they would not be able to compare with Meng Zhan's points.

However, evaluation still needs to be evaluated.

They were full of praise for Fang Tianqing's handmade fish balls, Wu Gang's pies, and Qin Xiaolan's pork rolls.

But he didn't say he did better than Meng Zhan.

Several referees burped, and all the points votes were cast, so they returned to the yacht.

At this time, it was close to sunset, and two-thirds of the setting sun stayed above the sea level, and the red clouds spread over the sea.

The male host announces the final result of the competition.

"After several hours of preliminary rounds, the top [-] contestants are eligible to enter the next round. The top three contestants will receive additional privileges in the next round."

Then the male and female hosts announced the end of the preliminary competition, and the audience can leave.

Li Tianshuo ordered his men to get ready to call it a day.

Meng Zhan can also take a breath, and is going to pack up and go back to the hotel. The next round will not start until the day after tomorrow.

Meng Zhan, who was about to leave the venue, suddenly felt a chill behind his back.

He suddenly turned his head, and the man had turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

"Hey, are you still leaving?" Li Shishi ran over and patted him on the shoulder.

Meng Zhan withdrew his gaze and asked strangely, "Are you still with me?"

"What? Did you start to dislike me after taking first place in the preliminary competition?" Li Shishi said displeased.

Meng Zhan said: "That's not what I mean. I want to go back to the hotel. Are you coming back to the hotel with me? It's not a problem. My room is a big bed room, so it's not a problem to sleep two or three people."

Li Shishi said coquettishly: "Whoever said that you will spend the night in the hotel, I just said to send you back to the hotel."

"Okay." Meng Zhan admitted that he was thinking too much.

The two walked out of the venue side by side.

……

"Xiaolan, are you still used to living in a hotel?" Qin Fangfeng asked with concern.

Qin Xiaolan said: "It's okay, Auntie, will you be the next referee?"

Qin Fangfeng nodded, "But besides me, there will be another expert coming to be the referee."

Qin Xiaolan asked: "Who is that person?"

"Monk Wuwei of Wuwei Temple." Qin Fang said windily.

Qin Xiaolan was shocked, "It turned out to be him?"

Qin Fangfeng said: "Don't be so surprised, there will be stronger masters coming in the next few rounds."

Qin Xiaolan frowned slightly, and said, "Auntie, why didn't you vote for me with your points?"

Qin Fangfeng asked back: "Anyway, you have to enter the next round, is it important to be ranked first or second?"

Qin Xiaolan said: "Of course it's important, it's about reputation, and I'm your niece, yet you voted for that Meng Zhan."

Qin Fangfeng said: "It turns out that you care about this matter. Although you are my niece, I will not cheat for personal gain. If I really want to evaluate, Meng Zhan's cooking skills should be a little bit higher than yours. "

Qin Xiaolan was dissatisfied.

Qin Fangfeng said: "Okay, don't you still have a chance to overtake in the next few rounds?"

Qin Xiaolan continued: "Auntie, I won't pursue this matter, you have worked hard all day, let's have a cup of tea."

Qin Fangfeng took the cup of tea in her hand, drank it, and then with a bang, the cup fell to the ground and shattered.

"You...you actually poisoned it! I'm your aunt!" Qin Fangfeng slumped on the chair with a look of shock and anger.

Qin Xiaolan sneered, "I'm not your niece."

Qin Fangfeng's expression changed, "Who the hell are you? Where is my niece Xiaolan?"

"You'll know when you get back to the hotel." Wu Lang picked up Qin Fangfeng, stuffed him into the car, and then rushed to the hotel.

It was midnight when we got back to the hotel.

Wu Lang used magic to cover the camera, and then carried Qin Fangfeng to his room.

When passing by Meng Zhan's door, the door suddenly opened.

Meng Zhan saw a woman on his shoulders, and it was Qin Fangfeng who frowned slightly, "What are you doing carrying a living person on your back in the middle of the night?"

Wu Lang was startled, and quickly thought about strategies in his mind.

And Meng Zhan's hand was already on the Mithril kitchen knife, "I won't pursue the matter with you before, but this time, if you don't give me an explanation, don't even think about leaving."

Wu Lang clenched his right hand tightly, and there was his secret weapon in the palm of his hand, but if he made a move here, it would definitely arouse other people's awareness, and his identity would definitely be exposed at that time.

"I advise you not to meddle in your own business."

Meng Zhan chuckled, "Then I want to take care of it?"

Wu Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, "Do you really want to die?"

Meng Zhan didn't take it seriously, "Then you let me die?"

Wu Lang couldn't take it anymore, "I'll send you on your way today."

He suddenly threw Qin Fangfeng on his shoulder to Meng Zhan, and then took out the dragon-handled sword and slashed at Meng Zhan's chest.

Meng Zhan caught Qin Fangfeng with one hand, and held the Mithril kitchen knife tightly with his other hand to block Wu Lang's attack.

"Hehe, your kid is stronger than me, but with this burden, can you still be my opponent?"

As soon as the words fell, Meng Zhan only heard a soft voice in his ears.

"Don't be afraid, I will help you."

Meng Zhan was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "Are you not unconscious?"

"I deliberately pretended to be unconscious in order to find out the whereabouts of my niece." Qin Fangfeng whispered into his ear, "Don't fight him recklessly, he has an extremely powerful force in his hand, you are definitely not his opponent."

While coping with Wu Lang's attack, Meng Zhan urged, "Can you just focus on what I should do?"

Qin Fangfeng said: "Pretend to be defeated, I have a way to save your life."

Meng Zhan gritted his teeth, probably selling a flaw, and the mithril kitchen knife in his hand was blown away.

The dragon-handled treasured knife slashed across Meng Zhan's shoulder, and with a thud, his clothes were torn, and blood gushed out from the wound.

Wu Lang's knife landed on his chest. At this time, Qin Fangfeng made a move. His hands were pressed against Meng Zhan's back, and a magic circle emerged under the skin of his chest.

The dragon-handled treasured knife pierced his chest, only piercing through a layer of skin, without hurting the internal organs, and then the remaining blade directly pierced through a magic circle on the back.

Then Meng Zhan took the opportunity to snort, and after Wu Lang pulled out the dragon handle sword, he fell to the ground unconscious.