Hearing this, Ichiro Watanabe's eyes lit up.
Originally, he thought that his plan was flawless and enough to crush China under his feet and completely humiliate China.
He didn't expect that Liu Yichang would add to the drama for him. How could he refuse? Anyway, the competition was over and the title of Asian Chef God had been won by his apprentice. He would just waste some time and play with this old rival.
"Oh? Did I hear it right? You Chinese actually have chefs? Where are they? Where are they? Where are they?" Watanabe Ichiro acted funny, which was unusual for him, making Liu Lao grit his teeth in anger.
"Hmph! Watanabe Ichiro, don't be too proud of this. China's foundation is far beyond your imagination. It is simply a pipe dream to think that you can crush China by just using some small tricks!" Old Liu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and retorted, but in the eyes of everyone, Old Liu seemed to be making a dying struggle at this moment.
"Liu Sang! I believe what you said, but where are those chefs? You can call him over for a competition and then you will know. If it doesn't work, we can go find him. Anyway, I have plenty of time."
"This........." Old Liu hesitated at this time. Although he had only been in contact with Meng Fei for a few days, he knew that Meng Fei was the kind of person who did not like worldly fame and fortune. If he took the chef judges and reporters from all over the world with him, it would be too crowded and it would be really inappropriate.
"The master I'm talking about lives in the mountains and doesn't like noise, so you two should go with me alone." Old Liu sounded a little unconfident at this time.
"Hmph! Why? You say there is a master, so my master and I have to follow you into the remote countryside? Master, we..." Ozawa Nanajiro was stopped by Watanabe Ichiro when he raised his hand halfway through his words.
"Liu Sang! We will go with you. You Chinese have an old saying that he who knows the times is a hero. I want to see what kind of person your so-called master is." Watanabe Ichiro said with a smile in his eyes, but from his eyes, it can be seen that there is a hint of sarcasm in his smile.
Then, under the shocked gazes of the audience and judges, Ichiro Watanabe and Ozawa followed Mr. Liu and slowly walked out of the competition venue. Long Jian came to his senses at this time and quickly followed them.
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At this time, Meng Fei had already driven back to Mengjiagou. He looked at the time and it was only three o'clock in the afternoon. It was still early before dark, so he prepared to take a walk in the mountains.
The little squirrel was hanging leisurely on a grape vine, swinging on the swing with his eyes closed.
Seeing Meng Fei coming back, his eyes lit up and he ran a few steps and jumped onto Meng Fei's shoulder.
"Meng Fei Meng Fei! Where are you going? Take me with you. It's too boring to stay at home." The little squirrel stood on Meng Fei's shoulder and said excitedly.
"I'm going to the mountains to pick some mushrooms. Do you want to come? Hey, why haven't you gone into the mountains to visit your girlfriend these days?"
Hearing this, the little squirrel looked unhappy and sighed, "Oh... don't mention it, we broke up."
"Oh? Because of what?" Meng Fei's eyes lit up, and his gossipy heart was immediately awakened. He was very curious about why the little squirrel couple broke up.
"Alas, two days ago, I went up the mountain to look for her, but she wasn't at home. I looked for her for a long time but couldn't find her. Finally, guess what, I found her and a big, strong, golden-haired squirrel on the treetops, chasing and playing with each other... You say ~~~ I'm very good to her ~~~~~ Woo woo ~~~~ Why ~~~~" The little squirrel said. He actually cried in grievance, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed. He buried his little head in Meng Fei's arms and choked.
Meng Fei twitched his lips and tried to hold back his smile, comforting her: "Love is something you can't force. You are not each other's life. Think positively and look forward. Maybe you will meet someone better today."
The little squirrel nodded at Meng Fei's words. Although he didn't understand them, he felt that they made sense.
"Come on, let's go up the mountain."
After saying that, Meng Fei put on his backpack and went up the mountain with the little squirrel.
Along the way, Meng Fei comfortably shuttled through the bushes in the jungle, occasionally using the wooden stick in his hand to sweep away all the spider webs in front of him.
At the same time, my eyes kept scanning for mushrooms hidden in the dead leaves or under the tree stumps.
"Meng Fei! Look! What is that!"
At this moment, the little squirrel playing on the branch suddenly screamed, attracting Meng Fei's attention.
Meng Fei, who was still looking for mushrooms with his head down, was suddenly stunned and looked in the direction of the little squirrel's finger.
I saw a large piece of white cloth hanging on a pine tree not far ahead, with several ropes tied to it.
Meng Fei took a few steps closer and finally saw clearly what it was.
"Parachute!!! How could this thing appear here?" Meng Fei frowned, thinking about various possible situations while pulling the parachute down from the tree.
After checking, no trace of anything was found on the parachute.
After searching on the ground for a while, they finally found a footprint about two meters from the parachute.
We didn't go far along the trail before we came to an end at a stream running through a forest.
Since he had lost the target, Meng Fei stopped worrying about it. He returned to the spot, took careful photos of the scene, folded the parachute, found a bush, hid it with branches and dead leaves, and made a mark. Maybe he could really use it in the future.
After finishing everything, Meng Fei reorganized his backpack and equipment, and then continued to walk forward. As he walked, he carefully observed the surrounding environment, looking for traces of mushrooms. After some effort, he finally found some clues.
Not far in front of Meng Fei, next to a dead tree stump, there were several piles of gray-brown mushrooms growing there.
These little mushrooms look very fresh and seem to have just grown.
Meng Fei ran over excitedly, carefully picked them off and put them in his hands to examine. When he saw the irregular small spots on the roots and necks, he was overjoyed:
"Great! The hazel mushrooms are all out!"
(Sorry everyone, I am so sleepy. I wrote this chapter for 2 hours, and I don't know how many times I fell asleep during that time. My good friend's wife passed away yesterday, and I was busy and accompanied him last night. I didn't sleep all night. I will update this chapter first, and the other chapter will be made up tomorrow during the day.)
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