1758 A bet with the system

After the dinner time ended, Yuan Zhou started to check the mission, because he seemed to have heard the reminder of the mission when he was cooking.

For Master of Masters 2, there were now 15 task phases, and half of the 30 slots had been completed.

"I haven't even used my full strength yet, and I'm already halfway through. What is the main character's luck? this is the main character's luck. I can complete the task at home without moving." Yuan Zhou said with a very proud tone.

Yuan Zhou looked at his Mali board, which was enough to prove that the steak today was very successful. Bayer, toroma, and marishero were all conquered.

From the beginning to the end, Yuan Zhou didn't know that relei mi and his group had come here especially for him. To be more precise, the stupid group of three groundhogs actually came here with the intention of finding trouble.

In Yuan Zhou's opinion, they were just like ordinary customers who came to eat the steak and then left.

"Let me think. So far, the foreign Masters that we admire are mainly from Japan, Thailand, and other Asian countries."

"That means ..."

"Wait, I don't need to think about how to complete it. I'm so lucky that I'll have foreign Masters coming to me." Yuan Zhou muttered in the heart.

If the system could bear it, it wouldn't say anything at this time, but it really couldn 't!

"Host, please work hard to complete the mission. Don't have unrealistic fantasies and become lazy." This sentence was bolded and marked in red, very eye-catching.

Yuan Zhou took out the real evidence and said,"What do you mean unrealistic? don't tell me the arrival of the two Western cuisine Masters, marashera and Turama, isn't enough to prove my words?!"

The system displayed,[if you take a breath ...]

"Let's make a bet if you have the ability,"said Yuan Zhou.

The system displayed,"bet on what?"

"If the three foreign Masters don't take the initiative to come for a meal in the next month, I'll lose." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and then brought out the bet,""Of course, I won't take the initiative to promote it."

"What's the bet?"the system displayed.

"If I win, you can only call me master host from now on." "If I lose, I'll only call you Big Boss system from now on," Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.

This bet was a Little Big, and the system fell silent. It should be known that it was a humiliation to call the host "Lord" because of the coriander from Dalong mountain.

"So the system can be scared too." The ridicule in Yuan Zhou's words almost overflowed.

The system's evaluation of cooking skills had always been higher than in reality. Simply put, those who were called Masters in reality might not necessarily be Masters in the system, such as Wang Mingjie.

The average age of a master chef was definitely no less than 45 years old, so there was no reason for him to run around. During this period of silence, the system used big data to investigate. Recently, there were no large-scale cooking gatherings or exchange arrangements in all of Asia.

According to Yuan Zhou's reputation, it was still possible for one master chef to come to visit him within a month, but it was a little hard for him to meet three.

The system had calculated the probability. The probability of Yuan Zhou winning the bet was only 0.07%, that is, 0.07%.

It couldn't possibly lose! It had no reason to lose.

"Do you want to bet?" Yuan Zhou asked.

The system displayed,"the system agrees to this bet."

It was a success.

Grandpa Mao once said that the joy of fighting with the heavens, the earth, and even people was endless. Now, Yuan Zhou added that he also had endless joy in fighting with the system!

In fact, Yuan Zhou didn't have a certain chance of winning. It was just that if he won, he would make a big profit. If he lost, he could only call the system Big Boss.

Moreover, was it a problem to admit defeat to the system?

When Yuan Zhou and the system finished their discussion, toroma and marashera were also having a fierce argument at the other side.

"You stupid Groundhog! Why is it so difficult to communicate with you?!" Turama questioned.

"If you call me a Groundhog again Mali I'm going to turn hostile," said malashero angrily.

"Fall out? You're saying you want to fight me with your skinny arms and legs?" Toroma sized up marishero with judgmental eyes.

The two of them were almost 150 years old, but their quarrel was still very loud.

If reremi was here at this time, he would act as a lubricant and ease the irritable atmosphere. However, reremi had gone to the painting God's hut, and Bayer was the only one in the room.

As for Bayer ... He was weak, pitiful, and helpless. He could only tremble in a corner.

The main reason why the two elders quarreled was that toroma and marashera had always believed that Yuan Zhou's steak could get 100 points. 100 points.

Then Mali he thought that his steak was 98 points and toroma was 96 points. Toroma's rating was even more straightforward. He gave 98 points and only 90 points to malasheiro.

Thus, they had already been arguing for half an hour, and Bayer had also been sitting on pins and needles for half an hour.

It wasn't that he didn't want to speak up. If he helped his teacher, then his teacher would instead reprimand him. Helping malashero...Bayer Malin't stupid.

"It's very unreasonable to question a master, especially one with such good cooking skills." Turama changed the topic.

Marishero nodded. He would also feel rude if someone else doubted him like this.

"After we visit her in a few days, I think we can bring some gifts for Yuan." Marishero said.

A Groundhog would always be a Groundhog. Its brain would never be enough. Turama sighed in his heart and then asked,"Then what do you think I should bring?"

The question stupefied marashero. It was really hard to find anything Yuan Zhou lacked now. Therefore, no gift would be suitable for him.

"Then what do you suggest we do?" Malashero glanced at his rival.

Tulaoma had no choice, and the discussion fell into silence.

At this moment, Bayer, who was next to him, said weakly,"Teacher Mali and Mr. Marashero, I have an idea."

"What idea?" "If you have an idea, why are you still standing there?" tuoluoma said.

"Hurry up and tell me," marishero said."You're just like your teacher. You like to hide things in your heart."

"Uh, it's like this." Bayer said,"just now, after coming out of Mr. Yuan's restaurant, I searched for Mr. Yuan's past on the internet. I found one of Mr. Yuan's merits. This might also be why Mr. Yuan is so young, but his cooking skills are so high."

Toroma and malashera nodded, waiting for Bayer to continue.

Bayer didn't dare to keep him in suspense. He hurriedly said,"Exchange. Mr. Yuan likes to communicate with other chefs. From the information I've gathered online, Mr. Yuan has organized many different cooking exchange meetings, big and small."

No art should be confined to its own way. Strictly speaking, Turama and marishero would also communicate with Western chefs of the same level, but it couldn't be said that they liked to communicate.

"Alright, I understand." Turama had some ideas.

"What do you understand?" asked marashero.

"Since Yuan likes to exchange culinary skills, then to make up for our lack of manners, let's hold a small Western chef exchange for Yuan here." Tuoluoma said.

"That's a good idea. " "I haven't seen some of my old friends in a long time. It's a good opportunity to invite them to visit China," said malashero.

"Alright, we'll invite three people each." "Including the two of us and Yuan," toroma said."I think the exchange meeting of nine people is very good."

"No problem," marishero nodded.

As he spoke, this matter was settled.

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