Why should I be the taker and raise your baby for you?

"Young man, your food tastes really good. Of all the barbecued meats I've encountered, I'd like to call you the strongest." At this point, Zhao Jianguo suddenly changed the subject.

"But when you talk about strengthening your body and treating diseases, I don't feel it at all."

"If you are doing it to gain traffic, then it's fine and I don't blame you, but you must apologize in front of everyone and pay the price for your clown-like performance."

As soon as these words came out, the people around him immediately clapped their hands and applauded.

Everyone has been putting up with it for a long time. You have been charging 12 yuan for setting up a stall for so long. Now when people come to interview you, you can directly charge yuan.

Forget about this deception, now it's better to treat diseases and save people. Why don't you say that what you are selling is a panacea.

When Qin Cheng saw the crowd around him excited, he didn't talk nonsense. "Just tell me if your body has changed?"

"I don't know what my body looks like, but I'm telling you, you are just trying to deceive students..." Zhao Jianguo raised his finger and pointed at the other person, and his expression suddenly changed as he spoke.

He subconsciously looked at his raised left hand with a look of horror on his face.

As a stunt chef with countless stunt chefs in the country, he shouldn't be here.

But he chose to retire when he was at his peak. The reason is simple. He had a very serious occupational disease.

Years of cooking caused him to suffer from severe disease in his left wrist, which was so severe that he could not even lift heavy objects.

In desperation, he announced his retirement from the chef profession.

He has been seeking medical treatment for so many years, but the results are not satisfactory.

In order to relieve the pain, he put his left hand in his pocket.

Unexpectedly, he subconsciously raised his left hand in his excitement just now.

Zhao Jianguo refused to give up, and kept doing various movements with his left hand. Like many previous movements that were painful when touched, there was indeed no change at this moment.

Could this roast goose really cure diseases? When he thought of this, he looked excited and excited,

Rushed directly to Qin Cheng. "Tell me, how did you do it?"

"No, is it possible that Teacher Zhao was also bribed?"

Netizens in the live broadcast room became uneasy immediately after seeing this scene.

"What's going on? Now these celebrities have no shame at all. It's so shameless."

"Let me take a blind guess. From the 1 goose legs, the two chefs will get at least 5000 in commission."

"Brother, the road is getting narrower. Who will do it if you don't give me 8000 yuan?"

The audience at the scene was also a little confused by this scene.

No, are all current scripts so brainless?

Zhao Jianguo ignored the outside voices at all. He only had Qin Cheng in his eyes. If the other party was really that powerful, then he could return to the chef stage. This was his dream.

"Brother, no, master, can you tell me how this is done, please."

"Didn't I just say that my goose legs have healing properties, but you didn't listen."

Zhao Jianguo nodded. Although this statement was a bit unbelievable, the reality forced him to bow his head. "Okay, how many goose legs do you have here? I'll pack them all."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding students felt that the other party was crazy. You actually paid for all the goose legs worth ten thousand yuan?

Tell me this is not a script. Don’t think that we college students are all fools. We are not paramecia.

The host Bingbing was also frightened when she heard this. "Teacher Zhao, you have to calm down and don't be fooled."

Zhao Jianguo glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, I will pay for it all, not your program team."

"That won't work, after all, our funds... Oh, you can pay for it, that's fine." Bingbing said this subconsciously, and then she felt something was wrong.

"Haha, Bingbing is so cute, she is simply my goddess."

"Although the weather is getting warmer, my heart is ice cold."

"Bring the sword upstairs, Bingbing is mine."

Zhao Jianguo ignored the silly roe deer and took out his mobile phone to pay 10.99. "Ten first, I'll take as many of the rest as I want."

Qin Cheng had just taken out ten roast geese, and when he heard this, he silently put another one back.

This move was directly noticed by the sharp-eyed Zhao Jianguo, "Hey, what do you mean? I want ten, why do you still take one."

"Ten pieces are 10.999 yuan, and you still have 90 yuan left, so get rid of one." Qin Cheng's expression was calm, with a hint of anger in his tone.

Damn, he just thought about selling all the goose legs to each other. Wouldn't that be only 100 million? Has the goal been achieved?

Then consider that this dog system also has a maximum consumption, and each person is not allowed to exceed 10. And not a penny less.

Well, you are the boss and you are awesome.

Zhao Jianguo was a little confused, wasn't it just a difference of 90 yuan? Why was he so resentful?

This young man is good at everything, but he is too stingy.

The live broadcast room was also amused by this scene.

"The boss is awesome. He can't do anything even if the business is worth 10 yuan, which is 90% off. I really don't know whether to say that he is stubborn or has low emotional intelligence."

"10 yuan? Can't I buy a car? I can buy a few goose legs here and be convinced."

"What do you know? People of this status are wealthy owners. They can buy whatever they want."

"Have you not noticed that the boss earned 13 yuan in this short time?"

"It's so awesome. Setting up a stall in just ten minutes earns me three months' salary. I admit I'm envious."

"Upstairs, I suspect you are showing off your wealth, please climb out."

The audience in the live broadcast room discovered that Qin Cheng had sold more than 10 products in just a short time.

This night it was more than 10, which simply subverted everyone's outlook.

"Damn it, if I had known I could make money like this, I would have set up a stall."

"I will sell the goose tomorrow. Don't say 1, just 1000."

Bingbing felt that this style of painting was getting more and more wrong. She stopped Zhao Jianguo, who was about to continue talking, and reminded: "Teacher, it's time for us to grade."

"I think everyone can see that the food this time is really different." Bingbing came to the camera and said to everyone. "Let's see how much these sky-high goose legs are worth in the eyes of these two masters?"

"Come on. 3, 2, 1, please rate."

Zhao Jianguo raised 10 points without hesitation. If this was not the highest score, he would have wanted to score 100 points.

"Oh, I liked our teacher Zhao very much when I saw him coming out. Even if he paid 10,000 yuan, he gave him a very high evaluation." Bingbing said with a smile, and then looked at Hou Mingyuan next to her. "Old man, what's your score?"

Hou Mingyuan glanced at Qin Cheng not far away with a complicated expression.

This look made him stunned.

What do you mean? Looking at the posture, this old boy seems a little unconvinced. Do you want to ruin my brand in front of so many people?

Qin Cheng had a bad feeling. Sure enough, the next second the other party started acting like a monster.

"Damn it, is it true? Is it so cruel?"

"The old man is an old man, and he deserves praise for his strength."

"The gap between the two judges is not as big as usual. Now we are in for a good show."

Everyone around was stunned by the scene in front of them. They saw Mr. Hou holding up the sign in his hand, and it turned out to be 1 point.

Moreover, the old man was afraid that everyone could not see clearly, so he even lifted it up with all his strength.

When Qin Cheng saw this scene, his face suddenly became very ugly.

The other party is a bit unkind. When you were eating just now, everyone around you saw the way you were. Yes, now it’s the scoring round. You come up and give me a full point. Are you sorry?

This is the chairman of the National Kitchen Association, can you please give me more face?

Bingbing's eyes widened and she couldn't help but take a second look.

That's right, it's still 1 point. What on earth is this old man doing?

"Mr. Hou, did you get the wrong brand?" Bingbing reminded.

Hou Mingyuan shook his head, his expression very firm.

"Can you briefly explain how you got your score? I believe most netizens are also very curious."

"Yeah, why do you give it such a low score? It's even lower than stinky tofu. It's a bit unreasonable."

"You weren't like this when you ate other people's food just now. You were different from what you looked like."

The people around him also began to complain about Qin Cheng. Although it was indeed a bit expensive, it was not like this.

Hou Mingyuan curled his lips, his eyes cold. "I admit that among all the barbecues I have eaten, whether it is the color, aroma or food selection, the food from this store can indeed be ranked first, but..."

After the old man praised him, his expression changed. "In my mind, the definition of a chef is not only based on the quality of the food. The most important thing is whether you are a person of integrity and whether you have deceived your conscience."

"Unfortunately, I can't feel this from my boss."

This is a bit heavy to say. This is no longer an evaluation of food, but directly rises to the level of a person.

Qin Cheng shook his head and was too lazy to pay attention to the other party.

Having a big grievance like Zhao Jianguo here is enough. This stubborn old man can do whatever he wants.

Anyway, his goal is to sell 100 copies to unlock new plots.

At worst, let Zhao Jianguo mobilize the connections around him, and it shouldn't be a big problem to digest these with the other party's status.

Qin Cheng ignored the other party and took out another goose leg from the system and placed it on it.

In order to avoid the gaze of the people around him, he deliberately bent down to take it from the blind spot of everyone's sight.

Hou Mingyuan felt like his punch was like hitting cotton, and he couldn't even exert his strength.

"Don't you want to say something?"

"What's there to say?" Qin Cheng glanced at the other party.

"If your body does not change tomorrow, you can come to me at any time and I will refund your money 10 times."

"And never set up a stall again."

"Okay." Qin Ming saw that the other party was so happy, and he felt excited.

"If it's my fault, I'll pay for all your goose legs tomorrow."

"And publicly apologize to you in front of everyone."

The people around him immediately became excited when they heard this.

Things are getting bigger and bigger! The bet between the two directly amplified the impact of the incident countless times.

The chairman of the National Kitchen Association made a bet with a street stall owner.

This sounds gimmicky.

But Qin Cheng's goose legs are completely famous.

Countless people want to come here to taste this taste and experience what is truly enjoyable.