Chapter 882: It’s like making rice balls

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Pu Yunyue's words suddenly silenced the surroundings.
Impressive snickers suddenly broke out from the field.
"Is this little girl dreaming? Just because she wants to defeat chefs of the same rank as Aridan?"
"I don't know what the night food is thinking, even sending such unreliable people to play, could they deliberately want to lose?"
The barrage in the major live broadcast rooms are all ridiculed.
[Whose junior high school sister is this? Quickly lead back! 】
[Don’t make trouble, there must be too few homework! 】
[666666! 】
Aridan looked at Pu Yunyue, who was younger than his daughter, for a long time.
He shook his head contemptuously, and again thumbs up in the direction of the night eclipse.
Pu Yunyue's face was pale with anger, and her face was not convinced: "I am very strong, you must not despise me!"
But this lovely expression can only attract more ridicule and ridicule.
Instead, Fan Mingen's eyes turned and his thoughts surged.
"If you can let Aridan defeat Pu Yunyue first and then crush Yehong, the effect will be even more sensational!
At that time, night eclipse will also be tied to a higher post of shame! "
"Even if Aridan lost to Yehong with a very low probability in the end, it can be said that it was because of the opponent's wheel battle, it was a double-dragon!"
Thinking like this, Fan Mingen suddenly leaned over to Aridan and said: "Master, this woman used to be my head chef, and she still has some strength.
Before challenging Yezizi, the master might wish to have an appetizer? "
Aridan thought it made sense and nodded in agreement.
Soon, Aridan and Pu Yunyue stood in front of the two platforms on the beach.
Pu Yunyue put her hands on her hips and sneered, "Big nose, what is it?"
Arid Anluo said, "I heard that Yan Guo eats dumplings on the Lantern Festival.
So, than, make rice balls. "
Pu Yunyue was stunned for a while. She had made many dishes, but she had never made dumplings, so she lost her heart.
Seeing Pu Yunyue a little dumbfounded, Fan Mingen was immediately proud: "Why? Won’t you even make a dumpling?"
"Who said who!" Pu Yunyue stammered: "Just, it's like making dumplings!"
"Very good!" Fan Mingen saw Pu Yunyue hooked and clapped his hands at the crowd behind him.
Then I saw a group of people with different appearances appeared in front of the crowd.
None of these people are Yan Yan people, but their temperament is very unusual.
"Introduce everyone, these masters are all famous foodies from all over the world.
This one on my left is Master Amogan from India.
On the right hand side, this is Master Jelead of the United States.
And the one..."
There are five people in total, all of whom are famous food masters all over the world.
Needless to say, these people naturally also come from Ling Yan's handwriting.
Seeing this group of people appear, not only was there an uproar, but even the live broadcast room was filled with barrage.
Especially those who are concerned about the food channel, I hope to visit the scene in person and ask these masters to ask for their signatures.
After introducing these people, Fan Mingen spoke to the surroundings: "In order to show fairness, the grading of the challenge tonight will be handed over to these masters for scoring.
Should we be relieved now? "
The night food employees who secretly saw this scene scolded their mother crazy in their hearts.
Unexpectedly, Fan Mingen even invited these top catering masters to deal with night food.
If this makes something that makes them dissatisfied, then it will be more than a shame!
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