Chapter 833: : As cunning

The unsurpassable food in this world?
Can say such words from the mouth of this supreme elder.
The entire hall was plunged into an indescribable silence...
If such an evaluation is spoken from other populations, I am afraid it will be laughed at.
But who is this person in front of me? That is the supreme elder in the sect, and its status in the whole sect is an existence that no one can surpass.
What kind of delicacies have not been eaten by such a powerful character?
But it is precisely for a bowl of noodles, how can you make such a high evaluation?
Of course, this atmosphere did not last long.
In just ten minutes, I saw a black-faced man sitting on the hands of the elder Taishang, and said with an urn: "It's so delicious? Then I have to taste it myself, Master Cang Song, The old man also has a bowl of fried...what noodles..."
This black-faced man who speaks seems to be in his forties.
In fact, his status is only lower than the Supreme Elder, and he is also an existence that no one in the school dares to provoke.
The mysterious man didn't dare to say anything, he quickly turned around and put a bowl of noodles on the black-faced man, and served them with shredded cucumber and sauce.
Respectfully sent to the black-faced man, the mysterious man said with a smile: "Please also taste the second elder!"
"Ok!"
The black-faced man nodded and took the noodles.
He didn't eat as elegant as the elder too, and after a few bites, he ate a bowl of noodles and sauce, all clean.
After eating, there was still some unfinished expression.
He frowned and said, "It's a pity! The old man ate too fast just now and didn't taste any taste. Master Cangsong, how about giving him a bowl? I promise, this bowl will definitely Taste slowly!"
Hearing this, everyone in the hall was speechless for a while.
Did not taste the taste? I just ate it so fast and I ate a bowl of noodles in a few strokes. It’s weird to be able to taste it.
However, no one dared to say such words, and not everyone dares to offend a black-faced man.
The mysterious man smiled softly and filled him with a bowl of noodles again. Just as he was preparing to serve with sauce, he heard the voice of a black-faced man behind him.
"Senior Nephew Cangsong, don't be so stingy, there are still a lot of sauces, right? Give the old man more, otherwise how can I taste it!"
"Yes, the second elder!"
As the second bowl of fried noodles, serve it later.
There was no difference between the black-faced man and just now, and he ate a large bowl of noodles, together with a lot of sauce, and ate it cleanly.
"Oh, I'm so impatient, I can't do the slow tasting, this... Master Cangsong, would you like a bowl for the old man?" said the black-faced man.
Hearing this, the people in the entire hall were completely speechless.
However, some of them reacted quickly, spinning their heads quickly, and immediately realized that something was wrong.
He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Friend Cangsong, why don't you give me a bowl of this noodle? I want to taste one or two!"
"Yes, yes, give me a bowl, Brother Cangsong, give me a little bit more sauce!"
"And me, I want a bowl too!"
All of a sudden, many people came forward, clamoring for a bowl of fried noodles.
We must know that everyone here is not low in status, and how can they be a fool if they can reach their level?
After a little astonishment, I immediately realized what was wrong.
Only then came one after another and asked the mysterious person for the fried noodles...
"You are all about the same point, Senior Nephew Cangsong, I haven't tasted the taste yet, you still have to reserve a bowl for me...No, no, at least you have to reserve three bowls for me. what!"
Seeing this scene, the black-faced man was also a little worried.
"Friend Mu Kui, you just ate two bowls in a row, so don't be so greedy, right?" At this moment, an old man with a fairy-style dao bone beside him said with a smile on his face.
"Huh, this is something that I made. I can eat as much as I want. What's the matter, you are not convinced?" The black-faced man glared and said fiercely.
"Hahaha, I can't talk about dissatisfaction, but...Little friend Cangsong, please set aside two bowls for the old man too!" The old man with the bones of the fairy style yelled at the bottom abruptly.
Upon seeing this, the black-faced man was also anxious.
"Oh, you old fox, you actually played tricks for me? Master Cangsong, leave me five bowls!"
"Elder Mu Kui, can you eat so much?"
"Senior Mu Kui, forgive me, can you set aside some for us?"
Hearing that the black-faced man opened his mouth and asked for five bowls of fried noodles, everyone was a little anxious.
In the face of food, they can no longer care about their status and status.
At this time, if the basic etiquette and respect are maintained here, I am afraid they will not be able to eat a bowl in the end.
"Hmph, do you dare to grab what the old man wants to eat? I think you are all tired of living!" The black-faced man glared, stood up suddenly, and walked over to Master Cangsong.
Originally, there were a lot of fried noodles made by Mr. Cangsong. There were five pots of noodles and three pots of sauce.
Normally, these people present have reached the level of not eating fireworks.
For food, it's just a symbolic meal.
Therefore, these fried noodles are more than enough.
But who can think of it? In such a blink of an eye, it turned out to be like a vegetable market, and everyone gathered around to the fried noodles.
Especially the three pots of soy sauce, two pots have been eaten by sight.
At this moment, the black-faced man came over, grabbed one of the noodles directly, and took the last pot of sauce from a disciple.
He didn't take them all, but poured the sauce into the large bowl of noodles.
In an instant, half of the sauce was gone.
Holding a big pot of sauce and noodles, the black-faced man grinned: "Hahaha, the rest of the old man is not needed, these can fill the old man's belly, please... "
Hearing this, he was looking at the big pot of noodles and sauce in the arms of the black-faced man.
Everyone's eyes seemed to be dripping blood.
But no one dared to say anything, nor dared to actually go forward and grab it!
At this moment, among these people, the most speechless is probably Old Ghost Bihe.
He never dreamed that a mere bowl of noodles would allow these people to eat with relish. Even a few super elders would compete with each other?
His face was extremely gloomy, and he walked forward, and from a disciple, asked for a bowl of fried noodles.
However, the moment he took the first bite, his face immediately changed.
"This......"