Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 88 I, Mo Qiuran, will never lose!

"Competition, of course, is fair. Everyone chooses one dish, and then both sides cook both dishes, and after they are finished, they will be judged by professionals." Mo Qiuran said, "I don't bother to talk about the evaluation rules, everyone You have the ability to judge, I think senior, you are not the kind of person who is willing to rely on background power to suppress people, everything depends on your own ability."

Originally, Mo Qiuran subconsciously wanted to say that he should first get a dragon to use as food, but after thinking about it, it might look like cheating in the eyes of others, so he changed it to normal when exporting.

Caesar's face softened a little when he heard the words, Mo Qiuran's words still suit his appetite, not to mention, as he said, the words were released by him, and he will not find any excuses to explain!

So a slightly weird scene appeared. Everyone thought it was a struggle between the kings, but it turned into a competition between the president of the student union, Caesar, and the once-in-40-year S-level kitchen competition. I am afraid that such a magical plot unfolds except for Chu Zihang. No one else expected it... No, there was another person who expected it.

"I knew it." The principal sighed slightly, "That kid really doesn't play cards according to the routine."

"Hahaha, I like this kid! The kid who wants to come to the Gattuso family must have been caught off guard and stunned!" The old cowboy laughed wildly.

"At his age and status, he can at most know some simple cooking, not to mention that his opponent is a Chinese, even if he is good at..." the principal shook his head.

"Italian cuisine has a long history and a variety of styles, but it is still nothing compared to Chinese cuisine... I remember that I wanted to spend a year eating all over China, but I didn't even go to that province that year. Go out, I remember it is called Sichuan." The old cowboy looked down at his beer belly with emotion.

"I remember that there is a legend that the origin of pizza is Chinese scallion pie. When Marco Polo wanted to eat it when he returned home, he asked his friend to imitate it. But that friend didn't know how to put the filling into the dough. Put it on top and it becomes a pizza," said the principal.

"That's really similar," the old cowboy nodded.

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Just like the meaning revealed between the lines between the principal and the old cowboy... Caesar lost, completely.

It's not that Mo Qiuran's culinary skills are so superb. Although Mo Qiuran's culinary skills are indeed good as an orphan who grew up alone, he can't reach the level of a master.

However, everything is afraid of comparison.

Caesar Gattuso, the emperor of the Gattuso family, received the most high-end education and training in the world since he was a child. He is proficient in horseback riding, archery, boating, fighting, shooting, art and culture, etc. He is a real genius!

But he is always a person, and being a person has limits, so...cooking...is indeed his weakness, because he has never learned it and is not interested in it since he was a child. After all, the Gattuso family wants to train an emperor. Instead of a chef, the emperor does not need to cook by himself!

So he failed this time.

Although he has devoted [-]% of his energy to working hard, cooking, which requires proficiency, is not something that can be done by concentrating.

He was burnt.

The dishes made by Mo Qiuran are at least full of color, flavor and taste.

"I failed." Caesar admitted frankly.

"It's okay, failure is the mother of success. After being a son so many times, it's hard to be a mother once... Oh, sorry, this metaphor is not very appropriate. In short, proper failure is a good thing. It is impossible for people to know everything." Mo Qiu Ran to comfort him.

On one side, Fingel tried his best to shrink his huge figure to the minimum, thinking that he hoped that the junior could say less "comforting" words, otherwise it would be difficult to leave safely today... Didn't the junior see the Is the person's anger value rising visible to the naked eye!
If Caesar had lost in a normal duel, these people would not have been so angry. After all, their skills are indeed inferior to those who witnessed it with their own eyes... But Mo Qiuran and Caesar are compared in cooking!
No matter how they put it, they all felt that this was more like Mo Qiuran's "not talking about martial arts".

But not Caesar, who was born the lion with the mane of gold, who walked across the grasslands like the sun rising and setting.He can fall, but his justice cannot. He is a person who lives only for pride all his life.

Really proud people will not make excuses for losing, they will just admit their failures frankly, then study hard, and then try their best to defeat the person who defeated them, and regain their pride and honor!
"In a month, I will challenge you again," Caesar said, giving himself a month to study.

"Challenge me for what?" Mo Qiuran was puzzled.

"Cooking, of course," Caesar said.

"Oh... Otherwise, I don't think other people are convinced," Mo Qiuran scratched his head and said, "A month later, since you challenged me, it's up to you to decide the content, including cooking skills. But also everything you're good at, whatever it is..."

The audience fell silent again, and everyone was surprised. This time, including Chu Zihang, it proved that he glanced at Mo Qiuran.

But he is also the quickest to accept this fact. There is a reason for what Mo Qiuran does. At least for now, he hasn't seen Mo Qiuran say it and then never do it.

The anger of the members of the student union gradually dissipated, because they finally realized that the boy in front of them was S once in 40 years, an existence more cherished than giant pandas. Most of them only knew that the principal was S, and the principal was S. A well-deserved legend, the legend of dragon slaying, the leader of the mixed race.

How bad could such a person be?

In their eyes, Mo Qiuran is like a tiger who has finally put away his lazy temperament, wakes up from a state of sleepy eyes, and after confirming Caesar's character with a "ridiculous" contest, they think that he has the same I have the qualifications to compete, so I finally decided to be serious and show the king's posture... This is real, a duel between kings and kings!
If Mo Qiuran knew what they were thinking, he would definitely complain about them. This is the second disease of the whole staff, and they are all hopeless... I am just worried that after winning in this way, it will be reversed. Bringing too much hatred will make life uncomfortable at school!

As for failure?That was something Mo Qiuran hadn't considered. No matter how strong Caesar was, he was still a human being, and being human meant he had limits, but Mo Qiuran was different.

He is open.

"...Are you sure?" Caesar raised his eyebrows, his voice hesitated for the first time, because someone dared to say such words in front of him, but immediately he saw Mo Qiuran's eyes, so he felt that he After understanding everything, it turns out that this is an opponent who is really confident that he can defeat himself in any aspect!
Really...

Very good!
Caesar is looking forward to it, whatever the outcome!

"Of course." Mo Qiuran smiled slightly. He looked around, thinking that since he decided to pretend, he might as well pretend to be big.

So, under the focused gaze, the young man's voice was soft and clear, and it was heard by everyone, but it was like the beating of war drums.

War against whom?
to all.

"No matter who the opponent is, I will not lose."

　Yes, that's the right feeling!In the previous manuscript, I looked left and right, and there was a problem here. In the manuscript, Caesar accidentally wrote that he was almost like a villain, but he should be a proud king who can admit defeat!And a husky like Mo Qiuran is destined to become a wolf king, wow quack quack!The soul of the sleeping machine is starting to burn!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)