Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet

   Chapter 817 Fight for Money

  "What are you doing here? Be a viewer like us?"

  Getting off the car, Xia Xiaohu curiously asked Lu Jinci who came from another car to join them.

   "We are not spectators, we are here to participate in the culinary competition." Lausanne said seriously.

   "Our goal is to win the championship, second and third place." Jiang Youyu looked confident.

   "Yes, we must fight for money." Yun Ran waved her small fist excitedly.

   "I don't think you guys are playing!" Felida poured cold water.

  Plant someone who is worse than them and cook...

  Haha, I'm not optimistic.

   "We haven't been idle these days, we have practiced at home!"

  Jiang Youyu glanced at him and patted his chest, "I, a genius, the first dish I started made my parents cry."

  In short, "···"

  Daddy rabbits, "···"

  Xie Yan looked at her in surprise, and said in brief what they wanted to say, "Sure it’s not bad to cry?"

   Jiang Youyu's complexion was momentarily unnatural, even if she returned to normal soon, the people and beasts present could also see it.

   "Oh, we get it." Unanimously, it was meaningful.

  Ginger has fish, "···"

  The player channel, the audience channel and the judge channel are separate, so the three parties parted ways at the door.

Jian Yan was led by the staff who came to greet her and went down to the judges' lounge. Six people with a reputation in the Imperial Gastrointestinal Department were sitting and chatting together. Seeing the door was pushed open, I knew that Jian Yan was coming, and immediately got up. Look at the door.

   "Teacher Jian, you are here!"

  As soon as Jian Yan entered the door, Zhong Li, the president of the Food Association, greeted her with a smile, and the remaining five people also called Mr. Jian.

  Jianyan smiled at a few people, "You are polite, the teacher is afraid to be a teacher, you can call me brief or Xiaojian."

  Before the words fell, a few people repeatedly said that it was impossible, and President Zhong was even more serious.

  But in the Xingwang classroom, Mr. Jian actually taught us for more than half a month.

  To know that the master is a teacher, in the chef industry, your strength is much higher than ours, and you can also be our teacher. "

  In short, "···"

  She was about to speak, and a knock on the door sounded, followed by a gentle female voice, "Teachers, the game is about to begin, and you need to come in."

  It’s more important to take money to do business.

  Small chat can wait for the judges to come.

   They met each other's eyes, and several people followed the staff to the judges' bench.

  The food association and the olive branch platform of this competition have lost their blood. As early as the day Jian Zhou and Jian Yan mentioned this matter, the announcement of the olive branch began.

  After a week of warm-up, this event detonated the enthusiasm of the people of the whole empire.

  Even other civilizations and races signed a broadcast agreement with Olive Branch.

  This is a week-long event that is not inferior to the Zerg Feast.

  As the organizer, Olive Branch not only equips the game with a host and holographic large-screen broadcast, but also uses a venue that can accommodate more than 10,000 people at a time.

  "The configuration is quite high-end, I hope there will be a few good seedlings."

   "I must take advantage of this competition to accept a few good students, I am a little excited to think about it!" Chef Lu clenched his fist, looking full of expectation.

  Zhongli's mouth twitched, "I don't expect, I just hope that there will be fewer dark chefs. I am worried that my tongue will be destroyed."

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