I can see luck value

Cao Jianbin walked towards Zhang Hao, the aura in his body rose spontaneously, the black luck above his head condensed and never dissipated, and the scalper tried to break free from the shackles all over his body, but he just couldn't do so.

A cursed person, although he doesn't know who did it, but Zhang Hao has no reason to be afraid of him.

"If you want to compete, you can, but you are not competing with them, but with me!"

Cao Jianbin said word by word that he wanted to challenge Zhang Hao!
Why is it that the big bully the small again?With his status, is he compared with the rookie?
But Zhang Hao knew very well that with Cao Jianbin's character, he would definitely disdain to set up a trap to harm him.But he did so, it must have something to do with the cursed master.

If you want him to tell the truth obediently, then showing your strength is the only option.

"Okay, if you have to do this to resume the game, then I agree!" Zhang Hao replied immediately.

Hearing this, Jiang Fan quietly approached and whispered, "I don't agree, you want me to make a fool of myself?"

The opponent is Cao Jianbin, no matter whether he is a first-class chef or a super chef, there is no difference, no one can compare to him.If it hadn't been for something wrong with him in the God of Cookery competition that year, he would be the contemporary God of Cookery.

Jiang Fan's lack of confidence is also reasonable, Zhang Hao whispered to her: "Don't worry, I'm the one who competed with him, so you can cheer by the side."

Jiang Fan stared blankly at Zhang Hao taking the kitchen utensils from her and walking towards Cao Jianbin. She didn't even know that this uncle could still cook?

Seeing Zhang Hao appearing, Cao Jianbin was quite surprised, and asked suspiciously, "Are you coming to compare with me?"

Zhang Hao nodded and said, "I'll compare with you, why? Don't you dare?"

Cao Jianbin sneered and said, "Since you want to compete, I have no objection. As long as you can draw, I will count you as the winner!"

Zhang Hao nodded and said: "Then I will accept it. However, you are a master, and I am an unknown person. I challenge you to come up with the topic, and I will come up with the topic. Dare you?"

Cao Jianbin smiled and said: "If you bring up the topic of boxing in the ring, I can't compare to someone who can compete with Zhou Hongtao in the same stage."

"Don't worry, I won't bully you. Since it's a culinary competition, it has something to do with cooking."

"Then you can come up with a question. As long as it is related to cooking, I, Cao Jianbin, have never been afraid of anyone."

Zhang Hao picked up a knife in one hand, and held a pot in the other: "Brother Bin's pot, you are the best at throwing the pot, followed by knife skills, I will compare with you on these two."

Than basic skills?Cao Jianbin was surprised by this request. You must know that cooking skills are relatively subjective. As long as it meets the taste, it doesn't matter who wins or loses.But in terms of basic skills, he is simply giving away the head.

"Are you sure about this?" Cao Jianbin asked back.

"Knife skills are better than cutting meat, pot skills are better than throwing pots, so let's start."

One person, one stove, a three-jin piece of meat, irregular shape, room temperature.

Anyone who has practiced knife skills knows that frozen meat is best to cut, but meat at room temperature is more difficult to cut. If it is still fat and thin, and occasionally has irregular bones, it will be even more difficult to handle.

But this is Cao Jianbin's forte. When he muttered something, he pressed the meat with one hand and quickly cut it with the other.

Zhang Hao observed him, and found that at this moment, the black chains were suddenly loosened, and the rich red air rose again, the scalper wrapped around his hand, and a kind of aura of enlightenment permeated.

The speed is fast, the hands are steady, and more importantly, each piece is as thin as a cicada's wing.

Seeing this, Zhang Hao took a deep breath, and then missed the first cut.

The scene was silent, they were waiting for Zhang Hao to create a miracle, but...

"If you can't cut it, I abstain!" Zhang Hao threw the knife out, and then said rascally.

There was another uproar in the audience, and whistles were even blown.

"What the hell, I'm saving my strength." Zhang Hao said dismissively.

Because Zhang Hao abstained, the first round was lost.

The following is the pot, and this Cao Jianbin is even stronger, otherwise he would not be called Bin's pot.

However, since it was Zhang Hao who came up with the question, how much trouble should be used and how to get rid of it should be up to him.

Cao Jianbin was also stunned when the [-]-jin large iron pot was brought out, and he was even more dumbfounded when he saw a large bag of iron beans also brought out.

Putting iron beans in an iron pot will cost at least 50 catties. How can it be fun?
Even though Cao Jianbin has good arm strength, he has never challenged such a high difficulty.

Zhang Hao didn't wait for him, he directly picked up the iron pan, and started to stir fry.

Cao Jianbin watched that every time Zhang Hao shook the pot, the beans flew up, seemingly irregularly, but finally returned to the iron pot.

Since even a layman has started, how can he be willing to show weakness.

But when he picked up the iron pot, Zhang Hao's Dharma image had condensed into a whale, and then swallowed Cao Jianbin's scalper with chains.

Zhang Hao didn't know what would happen if he swallowed the curse, but this was his only chance to win and the only way to dissolve the curse.

However, after Cao Jianbin's luck is swallowed by Zhang Hao, his luck will fall to the bottom, and there will be a [-]% chance of mistakes.

When the first iron bean fell to the ground, his expression froze.

It seemed that this was not the first time this kind of thing had happened, and Cao Jianbin was obviously most afraid of this happening.

As soon as he was afraid in his heart, he could no longer maintain the state of entering the Tao. The weight of fifty catties made him make frequent mistakes, and the iron beans fell to the ground one after another, making harsh sounds.

At this moment, Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and persisted. It was the first time for him to overturn the pot like this. He didn't expect it to be so difficult. Fortunately, he was lucky and didn't drop a single bean.

But this state, he can't last long, and if he comes a few times, he will show timidity.

Fortunately, Cao Jianbin had already collapsed at this moment, the iron pot was thrown heavily on the ground, his head was covered with sweat, and he muttered: "Why, why don't you keep your promise..."

Zhang Hao heard it very clearly, but at this moment he said calmly: "Now it's a one-on-one match. Let's count it as a tie. You said that as long as I tie, I will win."

Cao Jianbin looked at him sadly and said: "That's right, you won, you can continue the game, I...retire!"

Seeing that Cao Jianbin turned around and was about to go outside, Zhang Hao suddenly stopped him: "Although the tie is tied, we can still compete again. This time we will put our heart and soul into cooking a dish!"

This proposal made Cao Jianbin stop. He looked at Zhang Hao, wondering what kind of medicine the other party was selling in his gourd.

"Don't get me wrong, it's not that I have to compare, but your heart, you have to try a new game again, what do you think?"

Zhang Hao tried to say these words, but made Cao Jianbin stand still for a long time.

As for the audience applauding at this moment, he made a mistake before, but none of the audience booed, and even the contestants just kept quiet.

Does winning or losing really matter?Maybe I didn't see it through.

Cao Jianbin came to the stove again and reached out to touch the kitchen utensils.

At that moment, that long-lost feeling spread throughout the body again.

You can't be wrong, he was born for cooking!
"As long as you put your heart into it, anyone in the world can cook the best food. There is no God of Cookery in this world, or in other words, everyone is a God of Cookery!"

When he lost in the God of Cookery competition, he said this sentence, and since then, he seems to have realized something.

This mentality has been maintained for several years, until a few days ago, that person came to his home and used his best cooking skills to completely humiliate him.

Afterwards, the man told him that he was cursed. From now on, as long as he picked up the kitchen utensils, he would keep making mistakes. Soon after, his reputation would plummet until everyone forgot about him.

Cao Jianbin cherishes everything he has obtained now, even more than his life.

After thinking about it all night, he chose to compromise, as long as he can return to his original life, no matter what he is asked to do.

But it's a pity that Cao Jianbin, who had such an idea, lost even worse, in front of everyone.

Now, Cao Jianbin, who has nothing to lose, picked up the kitchen utensils again. At that moment, a mysterious feeling spread through every pore of him.

"What I'm going to make today is...egg fried rice!"

Cao Jianbin remembers this sentence very clearly. 30 years ago, he just stepped into the Qingtian Building and faced the test of his master, so he said this sentence.

A bowl of egg fried rice made by his mother made him stay in the skyscraper and this city.

Now, the same bowl of fried rice with eggs made him find the true heart of cooking.

When the pale golden breath surged up, Zhang Hao saw the IOU, and it completely disappeared into nothingness.

This task is finally completed!

"Congratulations on completing the advanced task and successfully becoming a fate-knowing master. Since you completed the task three months ahead of schedule, you are rated as A-level, and you will be rewarded with 20000 luck points and a Skywalker seal!"

Daoji's voice came from the void. Unlike the last time, Zhang Hao even got a reward this time, and this reward is really generous!