The most powerful system in history

Chapter 1496 Painful Sanji

Wu Liang was sitting at the side calmly and quietly observing everything in front of him.

At this moment, his shadow clone is repeating the movements of Sister Pu's flying cooking skills, holding the pot with one hand and stir-frying with the other without haste.

As for the technical terminology of the specific chef, Wu Liang didn't know anything about it. He only knew that the fried rice produced by Sister Pu was absolutely trustworthy.

"All right!"

The shadow clone and the Sanji with 1.8 meters long legs put down the kitchen utensils almost at the same time.

The kitchen that was originally filled with various aromas is now completely occupied by the unique aroma of egg fried rice.

Those scents that were originally left in the kitchen seemed to have become impurities at this moment.

Wu Liang returned to the shadow clone, and stood at the place where the shadow clone was originally standing at the moment the shadow clone was broken. The time spent in this process was about half of the speed of light, which was a few times faster than the speed of people blinking quickly. thousand times.

Therefore, these people didn't notice the changes in Wu Liang at all, they just felt that the Wu Liang in front of them was very different from the one who was calmly preparing the dishes just now.

At this moment, Wu Liang was crossing his hands, his eyelids were slightly drooping, and his gaze was staring straight at Sanji's pupils like cold arrows.

"Hey, boy, it's settled, I won this game, and you will be my apprentice."

Sanji was stunned, and the smoke in his mouth stopped at the corner of his mouth, allowing the sparks to slowly extend upwards.

Sanji felt that the fear that he had finally let go was back now, not only came back, but also brought a hint of conspiracy, he suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a trap.

After all, he couldn't remember when he had won or lost a bet with the person in front of him.He just agreed to compete with him in line with the professional principles of being a chef!
"That—I didn't say it."

Sanji lowered his head, looked at his feet, the cigarette that was hanging from the corner of his mouth also fell down, hit the leather shoes, and burned a trace.

"Hmph, I think you are afraid!"

Wu Liang said coldly, the loud voice surrounded Sanji's ears, stimulating the belligerence in his heart that was shut down because of receiving a dangerous signal.

"Oh, oh, tell me, in case the two ladies outside know that you are such a cowardly existence..."

"Stop it! I promise!"

Sanji suddenly raised his head, endured the growing uneasiness in his heart, and agreed to Wu Liang's bet.

For Sanji, the head can be broken and the blood can be bleed, and the image of the chef can be destroyed, but the image of him among the girls cannot be destroyed!
What a pure and beautiful creature a girl is, he cannot lose the gift of such a creator...

Nami...

A little love flickered in Sanji's originally flickering eyes. At this moment, another cold voice came over, interrupting his fantasy.

"Don't think about it, Nami can't be yours!"

After Wu Liang sneered at Sanji, he walked out of the kitchen with the freshly baked egg fried rice. This competition is based on the recognition of the diners outside, and the person with the most votes will win the competition.

Wu Liang smiled and offered fried rice with eggs on small plates to the diners. A rose was placed next to the lady's plate, while a statue of a beautiful woman was placed on the man's side.

This is a plate designed by Wu Liang from the perspective of a man and a beauty at the same time, even though the rose and the statue of the beauty are all stolen from that big pervert, the little yellow-haired Sanji.

At this moment, Sanji, who was preparing to set the plate, was roaring in the kitchen, and the things he used to arrange the plate seemed to have evaporated and disappeared.

So, Sanji, who was faced with the egg fried rice that was about to cool down, could only bring bare plates and deliver them one by one, with a glass of red wine for women, and a glass of rough tea for men.

Standing in the middle of the hall, Wu Liang used his rough voice to convey their game to the many diners on the field, and at the same time conveyed their bet. He wanted everyone on the field to act Witnesses, witness their bet, so that Shangzhi can't escape.

After all, there are so many beauties here, Sanji, who regards beauties as his life, will not openly break the contract in front of many beauties.

And many diners were also very happy to face this unexpected extra meal, so before they started eating, they started the first round of evaluation on the two ingredients served.

The first is color.

The plate of rice served by Wu Liang has clear grains, wrapped in golden egg liquid, shining with luster, and the composition is also extremely luxurious and beautiful, it can be called the best in color and fragrance!
The fried rice with eggs made by the legendary chef Sanji was delicious in color, with green peas, yellow eggs and shredded squid.

So everyone looked at Wu Liang's plate of rice with spoons almost uniformly, and slowly put it into their mouths.

Looking at it from a distance, people put rice into their mouths at the same time, chewing at the same time, and making a creaking sound at the same time.

Sanji was stunned, as if he had been hit by a sudden blow to the head.

The rice that is obviously coated with egg liquid should be soft and glutinous, but it has lost its texture. How could it make a creaking sound?

Sanji looked at Wu Liang as if looking for an answer in a trance, just in time to meet the gloomy gaze of the man, and the sinister smile on his face seemed to be mocking himself.

Sanji, who was instantly defeated in the face-to-face battle, stood quietly on the spot, with a lot of uneasiness in his chest.

It was also at this time——

"good to eat……"

Luffy yelled, this is probably the most delicious thing he found after the barbecue, bar none.

"Yeah, it's very chewy, just like the rice I imagined!"

"Remove the outer layer of crispy shell, and the inside is just melt in your mouth!"

Nami couldn't help exclaiming, this is probably the most delicious thing he found besides the orange soda, if there is a fly in the ointment, it's probably that it doesn't taste like orange.

At this moment, that delicate beauty simply stuck to Wu Liang's body, and a clear and sticky voice sounded.

"Big brother, the food you cook is so delicious, I really want to eat with you for the rest of my life!"

Shangzhi watched all this trembling, and the voices of praise for Wu Liang's cooking kept coming from his ears.

This sound seemed to originate from Nami and the others at the center, and then spread in all directions.

Sanji felt that he had become the center of the vortex, and his pain was constantly magnifying.

Could it be that he really couldn't escape the fate of becoming this man's apprentice?

(End of this chapter)