"Hair growth soup?" Harry was stunned. His eyes turned and lit up, and he said in surprise: "You mean, drinking this soup will make my smooth hair grow back? It will make my handsome face rejuvenate." ?”
"The hair may grow back, but if you want to regain your handsome appearance, you have to have it before." Michael pondered.
"It's not important." Harry turned his head and stared at the Buddha jumping over the wall next to Mag. He rushed forward in two strides, looked at Mag and said, "Little friend, your Buddha jumping over the wall really has the effect of growing hair. ?”
"Practically speaking, this is indeed the case." Mag nodded and said: "So far, Buddha Jumps Over the Wall has solved the problem of hair loss and baldness for many young and middle-aged people."
"Really!" Harry's voice suddenly became much longer, and he looked at Mag with bright eyes and said, "Then can you also give me a bowl?"
"This..." Mag pondered, looking at Harry with an expectant look on his face, a look of hesitation on his face.
"Didn't we just say that whoever loses will call the opponent Master." Harry looked at Mag and said with his hands, "I am willing to admit defeat, Master!"
"It's over, it's really over now." The senior brother who was picking his nose before collapsed in the arms of the younger junior brother.
"Brother, you have to be strong. Master himself screamed, what else can we do." The younger brother silently put him on the ground and comforted him.
"Eh?"
Mag looked at Harry who called Master, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.
"Ding!"
"Congratulations to the host, for winning the cooking showdown, successfully recruiting a disciple, and completing the mission!"
"Get reward: Famous Teacher Talent Point +1, get the 'Midstone into Gold' enlightenment skill."
At this moment, the system's voice sounded in Mag's mind, and a cool feeling exploded in Mag's mind, as if his spirit had been sublimated. At the same time, a glittering skill treasure box appeared.
Mag's eyes lit up, and she felt that she had gained something, but she couldn't explain it. She looked at Harry and said with a smile, "Disciple, there is no need to be polite."
"Um?"
Harry and Mag were stunned for a moment at the same time.
"Eh? Why am I so skilled and natural?" Mag's expression was slightly strange.
"Why is he so skilled? Has he rehearsed it many times?" Harry also secretly complained.
"Come on, come on, I don't have anything to entertain you as a teacher. This bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall should be treated as a greeting gift." Mag picked up a big bowl, filled a full bowl with Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, and handed it to Harry with a smile on his face. A loving smile.
He probably knows that the so-called talent points of a famous teacher probably allow him to quickly adapt to the role of master.
Harry, who originally wanted to complain, saw the Buddha jumping over the wall, but swallowed the words that came to his lips, carefully took the big bowl, and did not forget to say thank you to Master.
Everyone was a little stunned when they saw this sudden reversal.
Originally, I was still feeling sad about the end of a generation of undefeated chefs, and excited about the rise of a new generation of chefs. I never thought that these two people would enter the state so quickly and have already begun to show their master-disciple relationship in front of them.
"What is going on? Are all the masters so strong in resisting blows?"
"I have long heard that Master Harry is indifferent to fame and wealth. I used to think that it was more of a boast. Now it seems that this is probably true."
"I suspect they're playing us."
This makes many people not know how to evaporate their emotions for a while.
"Then what, should we call him Patriarch or Grand Master?"
"No matter what it's called, I think it's weird."
"It's okay, even Master can be called out. What kind of idol baggage do we need?"
Harry's disciples had a brief conversation.
"Disciple Qibman, I have met the great master." Qibman stepped forward, bowed slightly and said respectfully.
Mag laughed and said: "No need to be too polite, no need to be too polite. Grand Master doesn't have any greeting gifts for you. Come on, come forward, and let each of you jump over the wall with a bowl of Buddha. This is considered as a greeting gift."
The expressions of Harry's disciples were a little weird, but the master had already recognized him, and now the senior brother also recognized the grand master. It was difficult to hold him back, so he could only come forward a little nervously.
Of course, everyone will also be somewhat curious and unconvinced, wanting to try what kind of soup beats the beef bone sour soup that their master is most proud of.
On the side, Harry had already brought a big bowl to a dining table. He put down the big bowl, sat down at the table, straightened his clothes first, and then picked up a spoon.
The strong fragrance was carried by the heat and rose up. It was clearer and richer than standing far away, but the wonderful balance was still maintained.
As a chef, he naturally has pride, otherwise he would not be able to make food that satisfies him.
He also wanted to know what kind of soup could be considered to surpass beef bone sour soup.
The white spoon scooped up a spoonful of thick soup. Although the color of the soup was brown, it was still clear and not mixed with ingredients. Being able to ensure this when putting in so many various ingredients requires understanding and control of the ingredients. The ability is indeed very powerful.
After blowing on the hot air, Harry put the soup into his mouth.
Various flavors bloomed on the tip of his tongue, and each taste quickly became a physical object in his mind. Abalone, mushrooms, chicken, shark's fin, pigeon eggs... his mind almost became a paradise of animals and plants!
The rich meaty aroma is melted into this soup, but it can be meaty but not greasy.
The wonderful taste teases the taste buds, like a graceful girl who knows thousands of tricks, bringing different surprises at any time.
"Life is scary." Harry sighed softly in his heart. This wonderful taste is indeed much better than beef bone sour soup. Whether it is the combination of ingredients, the control of heat, and the wonderful cooking methods, everything is amazing. He felt new and powerful.
In today's duel, he was convinced that he had lost.
However, this also gave him some more thinking and new cooking directions. Combining ingredients regardless of type may create an amazing meal.
The soup stayed in the mouth for a moment, then slowly slid down the throat, turning into a warm current and spreading towards the limbs and bones.
But a ball of hot air suddenly rose up and rushed straight to the top of the head.
Harry felt his head buzzing, his head felt a little hot, and his scalp began to tingle, as if there were ants crawling over it, or like a desert that had been barren for many years, and suddenly there were grasses trying to break up the dry soil. It seems to be popping up from under the ground.
"This...is this going to grow hair?" Harry was dumbfounded as he felt something trying to break out of his head. This was not only a medicine, but also a special medicine!
