Ah Long had also witnessed his junior brother's sharp tongue, and looking at He Jing, he couldn't help but ask with great curiosity: "Junior brother, are you like this to your sister too?"
He Zhou glanced at him and asked in return, "What do you think?"
Ah Long: "..."
It must be.
It doesn't seem like someone who would hold back when it comes to words.
He Zhou said coldly, "When you go to the competition, just discuss the competition itself. Don't ask so many questions."
Old Taro was heartbroken. He had taken on a disciple because he had no sons and wanted his disciple to be filial. Taking on He Zhou was the worst decision he had ever made.
Seeing the three of them getting along so well, He Jing felt relieved. She was worried that He Zhou wouldn't get along with others, but now he was even trying to get on top of his master.
Old Taro said, "By the way, this competition is against those young people from the Wonderful Food Society. They've been training in seclusion with those old guys for years, and their skills are quite good. Ah Long, give him the information."
Ah Long immediately took out a stack of documents from his bag and handed them to He Zhou. He Zhou casually flipped through them and saw that the thick, smooth paper, like a magazine, had high-definition portraits of his opponents and detailed descriptions of their main culinary specialties. The number of awards they had won and what they were good at were all clearly written down.
This is probably even more serious than intelligence obtained by spies.
He Zhou frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
Are you afraid he won't be able to win?
Old Taro leaned on his cane and said seriously, "This is legitimate information gathering. The other party also has a copy of your information. Although I haven't officially introduced you to everyone yet, they have already learned everything they need to know."
In short, being too proud will lead to trouble.
Upon hearing this, He Zhou lowered his head and carefully read through the information. After finishing, he handed it to He Jing and said, "I understand. I will take it seriously."
Old Taro saw that he had some understanding and nodded with satisfaction. He then looked at He Jing and said, "Little girl, you can tell me what you think after you finish reading. You live with your brother every day, so you must know his strength better than I do."
Hearing this, He Jing felt a pang of guilt. It seemed that she hadn't really observed He Zhou properly for a long time.
She knew how good He Ning was at basketball, but she couldn't guess what kind of dishes He Zhou could cook.
He Zhou probably knew she was feeling guilty, and he glanced at her sideways and let out a cold snort.
He Jing smiled sullenly and buried herself in reading through the information about Miaoshi Society.
He Jing didn't say a word until she got off the plane, trying her best to minimize her presence.
He Zhou glanced at her, then for some reason gave her a flick on the forehead before following Old Taro, who then led them to the hotel provided by the organizers.
The organizers had only booked three rooms for them based on the number of people, but now that He Jing has been added, there are four people in total, so they are short one room.
Old Taro asked, "Little girl, are you going to pay for it yourself or share a room with your brother?"
He Jing was about to say "at her own expense" when He Zhou said, "Of course she'll stay with me. Hotels are so expensive, do you think she has money to burn?"
Old Taro gradually became irritable: "I wasn't asking you, I was asking your sister."
He Zhou glanced at He Jing and said, "Go ahead and ask."
Old Taro repeated the question.
He Jing showed a well-behaved and sensible expression: "I'll just share a room with Third Brother."
He Zhou raised an eyebrow, his eyes seeming to say, "Look."
Old Taro had no intention of arguing with his apprentice. He called out "Ah Long" and left with his other apprentice.
P.S.: I saw some readers saying this was filler, so I looked back and realized the writing was a bit drawn out, so I made some revisions. Anyway, after drawing lots, we'll head straight to the provincial competition. There will be four updates the day after tomorrow.
And... this story is indeed a Mary Sue story. I saw some readers think that the food was so delicious that they felt like they were running in the countryside, which is not scientifically accurate. Actually, the inspiration for this kind of exaggeration comes from the Japanese manga "Food Wars! Shokugeki no Soma". If you are interested, you can check it out.
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