The God of Cooking in the World of Martial Arts and Immortals

At least when it comes to making cakes, she is far inferior.

Because she doesn't know it at all (funny gentleman).

"Brother Ling, Mr. Guo wants this sliced ​​cake." Guo Jing was both happy and anxious.

"Make a price!"

"Guo Daxia is serious." Ling Chi smiled slightly, and said: "Actually, I have always had a wish, as long as Guo Daxia can help me fulfill it, it doesn't matter if these cut cakes are given to Guo Daxia."

"Really!?" Guo Jing was overjoyed.

"It's hard to chase after a man's words." Ling Chi said: "After all, I'm also a Han Chinese."

"Good!" Guo Jing patted him on the shoulder excitedly: "Good brother! Good man!"

Huang Rong was also very happy, but thinking of Ling Chi's wish, she asked, "I wonder what brother Ling's wish is?"

"That's right." Guo Jing said quickly, "I was too impatient and forgot that brother Ling hadn't said his wish yet."

"Hehe." Ling Chi smiled and said, "It's actually very simple."

Turning her head to look at Huang Rong, there was a hint of joy in her eyes that her wish was about to come true: "I want Mrs. Guo..."

Guo Jing and Huang Rong's expressions suddenly changed, and the surrounding people in the world also showed fury.

"You look for……"

Before the death word came out, I heard Ling Chi say: "Compete with me in cooking."

Guo Jing: "..."

Everyone: "..."

"..." Huang Rong's complexion was a little exciting, indescribably wonderful: "A cooking competition?"

"That's right." Ling Chi nodded, and said, "I've heard that Mrs. Guo's culinary skills are unparalleled. Back then, she used delicacies to lure her, in exchange for Hong Qigong to teach Guo Daxia the achievement of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, which is unprecedented. It's a pity that after Yicheng, I searched all over the world and couldn't find an opponent who can compete with me. Mrs. Guo is right in front of me today, how can I miss this opportunity."

Clapping the cakes with both hands: "As long as Mrs. Guo and I have a cooking competition, regardless of the outcome, these cakes are yours."

"..." Guo Jing turned to look at Huang Rong, "Rong'er."

Huang Rong laughed lightly and said, "Okay, I also really want to compete with brother Ling, how can I compare?"

"It's true." Ling Chi said: "Nine heroes with the highest martial arts skills and high morals were selected at the scene. They will be the judges. You and I will each cook a special dish. In the end, the nine judges will vote to decide the winner."

"Okay." Huang Rong's eyes lit up, "As brother Ling said." After a pause, "As for the judges with the highest martial arts and high morals..."

"Hahahahaha——" A burst of laughter came from a distance, and a white-haired old man wearing tattered and patched clothes and carrying a vermilion lacquer wine gourd came striding forward.

"The martial arts are the highest, and the virtues are highly respected. Doesn't that mean the old beggar!" In the blink of an eye, the old man had come to him, and he laughed loudly: "This judge should have an old beggar."

"Master!"

"Seven Dukes!"

"Old leader Hong!"

The person who came was one of the Five Uniques, the Northern Beggar - Hong Qigong.

"Hahaha." Hong Qigong laughed and said, "I didn't expect that the old beggar just came, and I heard that Rong'er was going to try cooking skills with others. It's been a long time since the old beggar has eaten the dishes made by your girl. Have a good time."

Huang Rong smiled all over her face: "Qigong wants to eat, how dare Rong'er not cook, but Brother Ling's cooking skills are extraordinary, Rong'er is afraid that he will lose."

"You girl will also admit defeat?" Hong Qigong didn't believe it.

He turned his head to look at Ling Chi, stroked the beard on his chin, and said, "Little guy, what's your name? Who is your teacher?"

"At Ling Chi, the pool of the pond." Ling Chi smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said, "As for the master's inheritance... the ones at the next school are the family's culinary skills, and they know how to cook, stir-fry, fry, stew, and stew."

"Uh..." Hong Qigong's jaw was almost startled by the sudden change of painting style: "Cough, not bad, not bad. The old beggar is looking forward to your delicious cooking."

Ling Chi smiled slightly: "I won't let Qi Gong down."

……

The news that the Huang Gang mainly had a cooking competition with a mysterious boy quickly spread in Lujiazhuang, and all the heroes present were astonished.

Gang leader Huang competes with others in cooking?Is there a mistake?

As it turned out, there was no mistake.And not only Huang Rong, but even Guo Jing was eager to arrange this competition, which shocked everyone's jaws.

Why is Guo Daxia acting so nonsense?

"Hahaha, the old beggar is one of the judges, and there are still eight."

Even Senior Hong...

Everyone was in a mess in the wind, suspecting that they hadn't woken up yet and were in a dream.

……

There are a lot of people in Lujiazhuang, and the kitchen is big. There are four stoves alone.In the kitchen at this time, Ling Chi and Huang Rong each occupied two stoves.

Because there are nine judges, both of them have to make nine portions of their specialty dishes, and the two stoves are just right.

"Brother Ling even prepared the ingredients in advance. It seems that he has expected this step." Seeing that Ling Chi had prepared the ingredients by himself, Huang Rong narrowed her eyes.

"I did think about it, but I didn't expect it to go so smoothly." Ling Chi didn't hide it: "I thought that I would first set up a stall to cause a sensation before attracting Madam Guo's attention, but I didn't expect Madam Guo to come out as soon as I yelled. "

Huang Rong laughed lightly: "Your voice is mixed with deep inner strength, how could I not come."

Paused: "I don't know how brother Ling cultivated? Your words are mixed with at least five or sixty years of skill. Considering your age, it's unbelievable."

"My age?" Ling Chi smiled: "How old does Mrs. Guo think I am?"

If Ling Chi didn't ask, Huang Rong wouldn't care. This question reminded her: "Could it be that Brother Ling only looks young, but is actually much older?"

Ling Chi nodded: "I'll give you three chances, can Mrs. Guo guess it?"

"What's so difficult about this." Huang Rong smiled and said, "Even if Brother Ling is older than his appearance, he will not exceed a certain range." After thinking about it, Huang Rong guessed: "25 years old?"

Ling Chi smiled and shook his head.

"Then... 28 years old?"

Ling Chi still shook his head.

"Brother Ling is already 30 years old?" Huang Rong was shocked.