My Little Mom Is The Richest Man

Now everyone who was watching the live broadcast was completely stunned by Mu Qiu's operation, and no one thought that this playboy really had something.

Mu Qiu shrugged, like a reaction after being questioned every time.

"This big nephew is really good at playing,"

Jun Riyue looked at the live broadcast on the periphery and laughed.

Every time Mu Qiu engages in this kind of operation, there will be a large number of handicap, and this time the handicap has been bought out by Jun Riyue. Basically, Mu Qiu came out and slapped someone in the face once, and he would be able to Bring a lot of income to the Mu family.

And now the life and death of these two chefs depends on Mu Qiu's meaning. Mu Qiu scratched his head helplessly, as if reluctant to be such a role.

"This time, the food of the two chefs is actually more European. Since everyone is playing European things, I still think Europe is better here."

When it comes to this, the meaning is already very obvious.

"So, since Mr. Mu meant this, then I declare that the Cantonese chef, the defense has failed! The Italian chef, the attack has succeeded!"

Mu Qiu's final result was fair. As a Chinese, he was finally given to the chef on this side of Europe.

"Oh, is this really the so-called playboy?"

The top chefs of Gaul are a little surprised. After all, such diners are indeed rare, and such people often already hide their merits and fame, and basically they will not appear in such occasions.

"Then invite the next challenger now, the new challenger now needs a victory!"

The host, who is not well-dressed, took the microphone and said loudly.

Mu Qiu turned around and raised Erlang's legs. Although this kind of thing is not what he likes, it's here anyway, so it's okay to stir up some enthusiasm for himself.

"Anyway, this guy is not stupid, just wait and see, just let him, anyway, everything is for tomorrow's affairs."

"what?"

"You can watch it tomorrow, this Mu Qiu, may be the person who advances the world's technology."

Mu Qiu raised his hand and looked at the watch in his hand. The hour hand had already pointed to 9 o'clock. There was nothing else in this kind of game, and it was long enough.

And the next chef who comes up is also from China.

But he is a Sichuan cuisine chef with a deep hidden reputation.

In the eyes of many people, Sichuan cuisine is nothing more than a variety of hot pots and all kinds of spicy, but in fact, Sichuan cuisine is not such a simple and tasteless thing at all.

The chef in Sichuan cuisine is an old guy. Although he has wrinkles on his face, this is often the biggest symbol of his professional experience.

But Mu Qiu was interested. He was really curious about this kind of stuff. After all, this kind of pure Chinese cuisine is often unpopular here, but it is still recognized by many people.

"So, the matchup we can see today is really exciting. The collision between the West and China will always be what we want to see most! Isn't it!"

The audience in the audience are some very serious people who eat melons. Of course, this kind of drama is what everyone likes to see most.

Wait, what the Sichuan chef brought out, it seems a bit interesting.

So many ingredients, my God, this is, Buddha jumped over the wall!

This is kind of interesting.

The European chefs have also begun preparations. The first drill has now ended, and now it has reached the white-hot time period. The initial trial has completely ended. Now it is time for everyone to come up with their own means. The time has come.

"Buddha jumping over the wall, the most quintessence lies in the last spoonful of cooking wine, it can be described as the soul of the whole dish,"

Mu Qiu narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

"Unexpectedly, Master Mu, looking at you pretty well, I didn't expect to be quite accomplished."

"Go, go, this kind of thing, you haven't seen it."

The chef in Italy actually made a pot of soup.

"Red wine, is it, witch soup?!"

Witch soup is a Gypsy dish, but the recipe has always been passed down from female to male, a male chef, can it really taste like this Gypsy dish?

"Witch soup, this is a gypsy dish. I didn't expect a male Italian chef would cook this kind of dish."

The chef of Gaul had already seen the soup from the Italian chef and murmured.

"I said that these dishes are really weird now, they actually use red wine to make soup,"

"I'll take it. It's better to have Chinese food. Is this red wine soup TMD really good?"

Chinese people from all walks of life watching the live broadcast are all blinded. After all, this kind of weird cuisine is really unacceptable to the majority of Chinese people.

And this Chinese chef here looks unhurried, slowly working on it.

"But the Buddha Jumping the Wall is not Sichuan cuisine. Does he have any special skills?"

Mu Qiu touched his chin and looked at the form in the court.

Buddha Jumping the Wall is an extremely complicated dish. Although the steps are cumbersome, the final result is indeed worth waiting for. ,, ..

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