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Through the divine sense, he had heard Mao Xingyu's conversation a long time ago. Naturally, he knew that Mao Xingyu didn't come with good intentions.    

"This is our first time here. Let's order some signature dishes."    

Mao Xingyu smiled. "Alright, then I'll let you have a taste of what a real delicacy is!"    

"Okay, serve the dishes!" Ye Chen said lightly.    

"However, if you are convinced by my delicious food, promise me one condition. How about it?"    

When it came to food, Mao Xingyu had a huge amount of confidence.    

The reason why Mao family was able to establish a foothold in Jianghai was because of their ancestral culinary skills.    

When it came to his grandfather's generation, he had even combined his culinary skills with his martial arts skills, pushing his culinary skills to the peak.    

He boasted that no one would not be tempted by his delicious food!    

Ye Chen smiled and was similarly filled with confidence. "I promise you."    

He had already seen three of the four young masters of Young Master Association, which made him feel like he was going through a trial.    

He had easily passed the first two stages, so he couldn't be afraid of the third stage.    

Mao Xingyu seemed to have gotten his way and returned to the kitchen.    

Gu Qing, who was beside him, quickly came over and reminded him, "Master Chen, Xing Yu's cooking skills are superb, and he is the best in the world. The dishes he makes are really delicious. It is not wise to bet with him."    

"Really?"    

Ye Chen said, "Don't you want him to win?"    

"I want him to win, but I don't want him to challenge your bottom line."    

Gu Qing was not worried about Mao Xingyu's culinary skills, but he was afraid that Mao Xingyu would say something that would make things difficult for Ye Chen.    

A strong person like Ye Chen was not easy to get along with. In the end, he might go back on his word and vent his anger on them.    

Ye Chen saw through his thoughts. "Don't worry, I am not that kind of person."    

"Of course!"    

The Mao family's culinary skills had long been listed as the country's non-materialistic cultural heritage. It was enough to show how superb their culinary skills were.    

"Have you heard? Chef Mao is going to take out his signature dish."    

"I don't know which dish it is. Let's go and take a look. "    

"I was fortunate enough to taste Chef Mao's Snow Lotus Rice Congee. It's an honor to see it."    

The bet between Ye Chen and Mao Xingyu attracted the attention of many customers.    

Su Xueqing was worried when she heard their discussion. "Ye Chen, are you being a little reckless?"    

"No. The culinary skills that he is so proud of are just average in my eyes."    

"That's good!"    

After a quarter of an hour, Mao Xingyu brought a bowl of crystal-clear porridge. The porridge was emitting hot steam and the fragrance assailed people's nostrils. It immediately aroused people's appetite.    

The rice grains were full and shaped like amber. The juice was abundant, and the snow lotus perfectly matched with the rice grains. They were distributed evenly. Not only could it make the consumer eat the snow lotus in every mouthful, but it also embellished the beauty of the porridge.    

It was as if it was not a bowl of porridge, but a piece of art. It made people unable to bear to destroy it, and they could not even eat it.    

"This fragrance makes me feel refreshed and refreshed. After smelling it twice, my appetite is greatly increased. I just finished eating and I'm hungry again."    

"I can't eat such delicious food. I can't die in peace."    

"It's too fragrant. This bowl of porridge has its own immortal energy, making people shrink back. I feel like I don't deserve to eat it."    

Mao Xingyu said proudly, "This bowl of porridge is the work of my craftsmanship. It contains more than thirty types of precious medicinal herbs. You all only saw the snow lotus because I took its essence and removed its dregs."    

"I only put the herbs into the porridge, but there is not a trace of residue in the porridge. Ordinary people cannot master this technique. It is as difficult as ascending to the heavens."    

"Moreover, this bowl of porridge can nourish the body and excrete moisture and poison. When a woman eats a bowl of porridge, her skin will become better. When a man eats a bowl of porridge, he will become stronger. This bowl of porridge cost more than a million yuan."    

Everyone exclaimed. A million yuan of porridge was a sky-high price!    

Even Su Xueqing's eyes were sparkling. Putting aside the value of this bowl of porridge, it was indeed attractive enough.    

The rolling rice grains made her lips involuntarily dry. She wanted to swallow a mouthful of saliva, but she was afraid that the sound would be too loud, so she could only bear with it.    

Her body felt unusually tormented.    

Mao Xingyu saw everyone's appearance and laughed in his heart.    

He had only made this bowl of porridge for several people in his life. Everyone bought it at a sky-high price. Even noble people like them did not have a single drop left. He did not believe that Ye Chen would not submit.    

"Head Chef Mao, can you sell this bowl of porridge to me? I will pay one million."    

"You want to eat porridge for one million? That's the cost. The selling price will at least double. "    

"I'll pay two million yuan!"    

"Ye Chen, why don't you try it? "    

Mao Xingyu believed that anyone who ate this bowl of porridge would have their taste buds sublimated and they would not be able to stop themselves.    

In the future, they would eat anything tasteless, like chewing wax.    

"Xueqing, take a bite first."    

Ye Chen picked up the spoon, scooped up a mouthful, and brought it to Su Xueqing's mouth.    

In front of everyone, Su Xueqing's face was bright red, but she still opened her mouth to eat the porridge.    

Immediately, Su Xueqing's eyes widened, and her heart was filled with shock.    

Because this bowl of porridge was too delicious!    

"Is it delicious?" Ye Chen asked.    

"It's very delicious!"    

Su Xueqing's answer was very objective. She did not go against her heart because of the bet between Ye Chen and Mao Xingyu.    

"Ye Chen, do you admit defeat? My conditions are very simple..."    

Before Mao Xingyu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ye Chen.    

"Wait! I haven't lost yet, I haven't tasted it yet!"    

"Then you should try it!"    

Ye Chen didn't even use a spoon, he just poured the bowl into his mouth.    

He ate less than two mouthfuls of porridge, leaving only half a bowl.    

"What a waste of heaven's gifts. How can you drink Snow Lotus Rice Congee like this?"    

"This is simply an insult to delicious food!"    

"He's not worthy of the porridge at all."    

Everyone was furious. They wished they could tear Ye Chen apart.    

Just the way Ye Chen drank the porridge was scolded by everyone.    

It could be seen how much they respected the Snow Lotus Rice Congee!    

Ye Chen did not care at all. He said, "This kind of food is not as delicious as the pancakes at the door. It is not worthy of being called a delicacy."    

What?    

Everyone was in an uproar.    

What Ye Chen insulted was not only the Snow Lotus Rice Congee, but also everyone's taste buds.    

After all, this was a publicly acknowledged delicacy.    

Hearing Ye Chen's words, Mao Xingyu was so angry that he laughed instead.    

Putting aside the fact that his bowl of porridge was worth a million, its price far exceeded the pancakes at the door.    

Just the taste alone, he had never seen a second one on Earth that could compare to the Snow Lotus Rice Congee. Moreover, the Snow Lotus Rice Congee's color and fragrance were excellent. Even a god would be unable to stop himself from wanting it.    

"You think my bowl of porridge isn't delicious?" Mao Xingyu asked with a gloomy face.    

"It's just so-so." Ye Chen shook his head and said.    

Ye Chen actually rejected Mao Xingyu's delicious food so calmly?    

Everyone was shocked. They were lucky enough to have a taste of Mao Xingyu's delicious food. The taste was just like the taste of heaven. It was as if their entire bodies were rippling in a warm ocean. Even hugging a beauty wouldn't make them feel so good.