The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 122: The Chosen One

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"Envy you? You take yourself too seriously. I am not as talented as you, or the cooking quality is not as high as yours? Do I need to envy you? As for the ancestors of the human race, Xiao Women have always admired them since they were young. It is precisely because they admire the demeanor of the ancestors, that's why the scumbags use the names of the sages to make rafts for fame."

Huan Meng Yue fell with anger, "Huan Qing Yan, you!"

Those who judged the old Yuyao have seen this trouble, and they also heard a lot of things.

For the butterfly-style cuisine, they were so excited before that they really thought it was the birth of the chosen one. After Huan Qingyan reminded them, they felt that there were too many loopholes.

Only one point, the chosen by God has always been a person of noble character, it is impossible to choose a person who is watery and has a disorderly private life as the inheritor...

So, Zhang Yuya said, "Quiet! This place is for the appraisal of the chef's selection, No. 5, to make you this dish, take the aura scale, and weigh the aura..."

Huan Mengyue blushed, so she had to cook her egg noodles and pan-fried shrimps and put them on a spiritual scale.

The infrared light of the spirit scale is swept away.

Two lines of words appeared soon.

"Aura value, one hundred and fifty points."

"Cooking degree, good."

……

Everyone exclaimed again. Originally, only sixty aura ingredients could make one hundred and fifty aura points, which was much higher than the food that Huan Qingyan made before.

However, with the troubles of the previous picks, the fluctuation of this plate of egg noodles fried shrimp is nothing.

Illusion Qingyan simply added a fire, and deliberately said to Zhang Yuyao, "Old Zhang, is this a junior who won first place this time, or is this false **** chosen first place?" /

Regardless of the three seven twenty-one, first give her a false god!

Even if she is a true God-chosen, after today's incident, it will not be easy for her to want to clean up in the future.

Huan Mengyue bit her silver teeth to pieces, but she was helpless. She originally thought that she would be regarded as the girl of the gods when she showed such a hand in full view. She did not expect that she would be so beautiful when she met the best fantasy face. Shamelessly bad her good deeds...

"Illusion Qingyan, why are you spitting blood and slandering me all the time? I know the butterfly-style cuisine method is obvious to all..."

Huan Qingyan smiled, "Really? Then you can cook another dish for us now with butterfly cuisine?"

Without waiting for Huan Mengyue to discern, Huan Qingyan said again, "Don’t say that you are just an apprentice as a cook. After doing one, your mental energy is too weak and you can’t do it anymore. The ingredients just now are only sixty. For some Reiki, if the apprentice only cooks 60 Reiki ingredients, he can make more than five dishes a day! The butterfly cuisine is said to be more energy-saving than the ordinary cuisine. If it is an authentic butterfly cuisine, you can do it now There is no problem with more than ten such dishes!"

Huan Mengyue was blocked and couldn't speak at all.

Actually, Huan Qingyan is also betting.

In the memory of the reborn girl, Huan Mengyue became famous by borrowing a dish and gained the identity of the Chosen Daughter. She never did it again, and even gave up her place in the finals.

There is only one reason, she can no longer use butterfly cuisine for the time being.

Why can't we use butterfly cuisine? The reborn girl didn't know, nor did Huan Qingyan.

Sure enough, Huan Mengyue's face flushed with suffocation, and she didn't know how to distinguish white.

But at this moment, an evil and handsome man came out from the side door with a gloomy handsome face and walked to Huan Mengyue's side.

White dust!