readx;?“ You say that if there is an inscription on the back of this hand, it will be too ugly if there is another chef's inscription......" Zi Nian waved his palms and said with a sense of ambition. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Of course it's ugly, but if it's the chef's inscription, it might look much better." Falling Moon said.

"Little aunt, you don't have low requirements for Nian'er, you must know that Nian'er has only been in the underworld for a few days, and this underworld brand has not dried yet......" Zi Nian smiled and squeezed his eyes at Luoyue.

"If you are a husband of others, you have to be more powerful." Falling Moon said.

"It seems that if I don't get the inscription of a chef, the status of the prince will not be guaranteed."

"Come on, little grave robber!" Phoenix interjected.

The cooking promotion competition is in full swing, and today is the time for promotion and inscription branding, which is not every day, and Yueyue can touch it with a grab.

Encountering is fate.

Purple Year decided to participate.

Follow the crowd over and sign up.

The advantage is that this competition is also in Wangjiang Tower, so you can go to explore the terrain first.

The Purple Year and the Falling Moon and the monkeys kept walking past, through the crowd, and then through the crowd, and there were quite a few people who signed up for the competition this time.

But two-thirds of them were blocked back by Wangjiang Tower.

It turns out that the two chefs in charge of the audition will determine whether your dish is likely to be promoted to chef, and if it has no character and taste, it is better not to occupy public resources.

Zi Nian walked here and was also stopped.

"Where's your house number?" The chef asked.

The door number is the meaning of the dish, and everyone in line has their own dishes in their hands, carefully stored in the food box, for fear of destroying the color and fragrance.

Zi Nian has already brought out the egg fried rice made in the space, every grain of rice is clearly visible, three of the rice grains are wrapped in an egg, very even, the color and heat of the egg are moderate, the softness and hardness of the rice are moderate, and it is already fragrant when you take it out.

The two chefs tasted it, their faces were happy, and Zi Nian easily passed the audition.

Look, the man in the back is holding potatoes and boiling kelp, and the color and fragrance of the burn are completely gone......

The chefs had to give it to others......

Luoyue and the monkey pretended to be Zi Nian's assistants and got the opportunity, so they rowed to Wangjiang Tower in a boat.

"Don't move, you two, I grew up in the water, this rowing is my innate ability, one person tops three, you just talk about the wind and the moon, look at the scenery, just when I don't exist." The monkey said embarrassedly as he rowed.

The egg fried rice just now, Zi Nian deliberately left a bowl for the monkey, he said that he had never eaten such a delicious egg fried rice in his life, and it was much better than any big meal......

It is also said that the purple year is the chef's ingredient......

In the blink of an eye, a smile has reached the halfway point of the row, the water here is not as muddy as when looking at it from a distance, it has completely disobeyed the word Yellow Spring, and it is almost the same as Qingquan.

The water is crystal clear, the fish swim, and the floating aquatic plants gently swim under the sparkling waves, free and safe.

Wangjiang Tower is getting closer and closer, here come and go are light boats, some are inserted with flowers, some are carved with smooth patterns, painted with colorful colors.

Luo Yue was thinking, if the second princess and the silver lord came, what kind of boat would they take, and after looking at all these boats, there seemed to be no special or grand one.

They either came in small convincing or brought their own boats. Falling Moon thought so.

Taking advantage of this cooking incident, the falling moon and the purple year are here to step on the point.

"Lan Zhou with his hands, my wife and I, are at ease......" Zi Nian picked up a water weed, and actually blew out a melodious and tactful melody......

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