My Little Mom is the Richest

"I'm not here to compete."

The French chef slowly touched the kitchen table and said slowly.

"Look, look, what did I say, here comes the troublemaker!"

The voice of the system is still so unhurried. Anyway, with him here, Mu Qiu is basically invincible, so there is no need to worry about any problems at all.

At the same time, Mu Qiu also felt that he was a fake customer, why is this businessman not humane at all? !

The host didn't pay much attention to what the French cook said,

"It seems that our French chef is really full of confidence today! But even Napoleon said that only humble people can win the final victory, right?"

"No, no, I think you misunderstood."

The chef stroked the kitchen counter slowly and said.

"I'm here to retire."

To retire? !

As soon as this remark came out, an excellent effect was achieved immediately, and the audience was immediately in an uproar!

"What are you doing? He is probably the only one who can beat that Chinese severely, right?"

"I'll go, this old man, he looks quite well-behaved, didn't expect, didn't expect, is he also so rebellious?"

"Now I'm definitely watching! When did Mu Qiu let such a thing happen? Why don't you beat that guy's face to pieces?!"

"You all save yourselves and brag all day long. Is it interesting? I think today, Mu Qiu, the boss, may really have to admit defeat."

The French chef raised his eyes and gave Mu Qiu a contemptuous look.

"I'm retiring today, not for anything else, just because of this guy."

As he pointed towards the second floor, everyone's eyes were almost on Mu Qiu.

"It's just because of this person. The reason why I want to retire... is because of this so-called judge. He doesn't deserve to be a judge at all!"

There are also various whispers in the audience. After all, it is still the country of the United States, and China's capabilities will never be recognized.

After speaking, the chef took off his chef's uniform and turned to leave.

"Then how do you think I am qualified to be a judge?"

Mu Qiu signaled the manager next to him who was about to get angry to be calm, stood up slowly and said.

Everyone in the audience held their breath, this kind of drama was really exciting.

"You are just a rich second generation, so what can you understand?"

The French chef didn't even bother to turn his head, and said.

Others may not be able to hear, but who is Mu Qiu, his hearing is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Then let's compete! The judges are the audience. As long as you win, I will immediately apologize for your dissatisfaction with me."

There was a slight smile on the corner of Mu Qiu's mouth, and anyone who knew him a little knew that when Xiao Rong came out, basically someone was about to be taken care of by him.

"Are you insulting me?"

The French chef stopped and said.

Everyone has held their breath, watching this big show.

"I've already set out the conditions, and a person like me, of course, can't go back on his word. As for whether you listen or not, that's up to you,"

Mu Qiu knew that for this kind of person, he could only be excited.

"Hehe, interesting,"

The French chef finally turned around and looked at Mu Qiu.

"Okay, then I'll compare with you."

At this time, the live broadcast room has basically exploded, and all kinds of opinions have begun to explode.

"Damn it, this time it's really interesting, dare to love Mu Qiu even know this kind of thing?!"

"Is my male god Mu Qiu going to cook?! Oh my god!"

"Impossible, impossible, is Mu Qiu looking for death? Competing with this chef in cooking is not so difficult!"

"It's fine, it's fine, don't BB, where is the market open? Hurry up, I'm still waiting to win a fortune."

There is already everything in the live broadcast room, and all kinds of comments are guessing Mu Qiu's strength.

At this time, both of them had already come to the stove, and the French chef couldn't help his pride.

A guy like that, what does he compare to me?

"I said, Master Mu, this time, cooking skills, right?"

"It's good to know, why are you still there in a daze? Hurry up and fill me up."

"Okay! Guaranteed that you will clean up this white ghost until his mother doesn't recognize him!"

Both of them were dressed and stood facing each other.

The French chef also smiled, picked up the towel, and asked: "Okay, then don't do anything fancy, are you ready to start?". ,,.