I'm terminally ill, and all they give me is a matchmaking system?

"Whether it works or not is not for you to judge! If you think it's not good enough, I'll keep adjusting it for you."

The drunkard sneered, "This is your last chance. If you lose this time, even the King of Heaven himself can't save you."

"No problem, don't worry."

Lin Tian made an OK sign, and then began to study what kind of flavor the wine should have to be to satisfy this extremely demanding connoisseur.

But the next second, just as he picked up the liquor to mix it...

boom!

Suddenly, the drunkard collapsed to the ground with a sound like an earthquake.

Everyone was stunned.

Even Zhou Xun hadn't expected this situation to suddenly occur.

She led her men to the front and saw that the drunkard was lying on the ground no matter how much she called him. She assumed that Lin Tian had poisoned the wine and turned to glare at him angrily.

"Lin Tian! What drugs did you give our colleagues? I know you dislike our attitude towards you, but that's no excuse for bullying our colleagues..."

Lin Tian was stunned.

Brother!

Has he done nothing right?

Lin Tian's mind was in a mess, and just as Zhou Xun was about to scold Lin Tian again, her colleague, while checking the drunkard, subconsciously pulled Zhou Xun back.

Zhou Xun was about to struggle and rebuke when she heard a deliberately lowered voice in her ear.

"Director Zhou, this drunkard is really drunk. He'll do this once he's had enough."

Zhou Xun's expression froze instantly.

She turned incredulously to her colleague beside her and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure?"

"Hmm! That's how drunkards are. They'll drink until they pass out, then fall into a deep sleep and wake up after about half an hour... It seems that his drink just now was indeed effective."

"The first person to be able to knock out a drunkard after just two drinks is a ruthless one."

"Director Zhou, it seems this guy is indeed quite capable. Otherwise, let him pass. The higher-ups are still waiting! This drunkard might have even advanced the plot."

...

He could hear the voices of his employees speaking up for Lin Tian.

Zhou Xun's gaze sharpened and fell on Lin Tian. She could feel the bureau chief behind her staring at her with a strange look. If she continued to cling to this matter, things could become very complicated.

With a determined effort, Zhou Xun finally had someone pull the drunkard to the back.

"Director, Director, I didn't understand the habits of drunkards. They said this is the state of a drunkard after he's had enough. It seems that this Lin Tian does have some ability."

The bureau chief sized up Zhou Xun's forced smile.

Then he turned to the director and praised Zhou Xun, seemingly trying to save face for her.

The director, however, did not focus his attention on Zhou Xun, but instead bypassed her and looked at Lin Tian behind her.

"Well done, young man! I'm looking forward to your next performance."

Lin Tian smiled and replied, "Thank you for your trust. I will do my best."

Zhou Xun was naturally a little annoyed, but she could only continue according to the plan.

The second step is the piano.

Playing the piano was something Lin Tian could accomplish with just a little effort, so he won by simply playing a Waltz.

Another of Zhou Qian's employees didn't even need to step forward; he simply admitted defeat.

In the second round, Lin Tian won decisively.

The last game was his specialty: cooking.

As the police station's "culinary god," when he saw his colleague being outdone by Lin Tian, ​​and noticing the deputy chief's strange expression, the "culinary god" finally couldn't help but step forward, arrogantly raising his neck.

"So you're Lin Tian? You're just a punk. You only won by luck just now. Don't think I'll let you win so easily like they did! I've been cooking for thirty years. In terms of culinary skills, you definitely can't beat me. In terms of experience, you're definitely inferior to me. So, do you still intend to fight?"

Lin Tian was not afraid at all.

"Of course!"

What's wrong with most of the people in this police station?

How could someone be so arrogant?

Are they so convinced that they will win?

His culinary skills are well-known.

As for experience... he might not be as good as me, but what can I do? I have the system's support!

Lin Tian couldn't help but curl a smug smile, but to the other party, this smile seemed like a deliberate provocation.

"why are you laughing?"

"Nothing... What would you like to compete in, senior? You give me the challenge, and I'll do it."

"what can you do?"

Lin Tian stretched out his hand and counted them one by one, "Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, Longjing Shrimp, Squirrel Mandarin Fish... Oh right! Squirrel Mandarin Fish is my specialty! I used to make this dish all the time when I was at Fang's Restaurant!"

Lin Tian was full of confidence.

And everything he mentioned was a famous dish served at state banquets.

Upon hearing this, the 'Master Chef' chuckled.

"That's hilarious! Can you even cook dishes for state banquets? And someone who can cook for state banquets would choose to infiltrate our police station?"

The 'God of Cookery's' words, though somewhat sarcastic, seemed to have inadvertently dealt a blow to the police station.

The expressions of the several high-ranking officials standing nearby instantly turned grim.

Zhou Xun, sensing the danger, immediately went to the 'Master Chef' and whispered, "Uncle Liu, don't talk nonsense! The director and the others are still here!"

"I didn't mean to belittle the police station. I'm just curious about this guy. If he can cook state banquet dishes, why is he putting up with this? With his skills, shouldn't he be working in a high-end restaurant? And didn't you say he came from a small restaurant... A chef from a small restaurant can cook state banquet dishes? Isn't this just making a fool of himself?"

Listening to what 'Master Chef' Uncle Liu said, Zhou Xun thought about it and realized that it did seem to make sense...

He looked at Lin Tian with suspicion.

After a while.

Lin Tian laughed: "What do you want to compare? Uncle Liu, right? I think you'd better not judge people by their appearance, otherwise... you'll be in trouble if you get proven wrong later."

Chef Liu was already annoyed that he had been interrupted.

Hearing what Lin Tian said, he glared at him even more angrily.

"You brat, what are you so smug about? How about we make a bet? Since you said you were so good..."

"No problem, isn't that easy?"

Lin Tian chuckled and asked again, "What do you want to bet on?"

"This time, you'll cook the squirrel-shaped mandarin fish that you claim to be good at. I've had the pleasure of tasting it before, and the flavor is unforgettable. So, you'll cook it, and we'll all taste it and give you a score. If your score is high, I'll apologize to you and leave this place, no longer working as their chef."

Zhou Xun's eyes widened, and she grabbed Uncle Liu's hand.

"Uncle Liu, don't do anything rash!"

“I didn’t do anything reckless. Since this kid is so powerful, I shouldn’t be afraid.”

The atmosphere became tense as soon as he finished speaking.

Just then, a soft laugh came from the side.

"This bet is good! Since your chef is so skilled, let me see just how good he really is."