Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

"No, although I haven't become a monk, I can't cook meat in a monastery. I have mastered the learning method. I'd better go to other places to practice!"

Stephen Zhou is the reincarnation of the God of Cookery, but he is not. What Stephen Zhou can do does not mean that he can do it. This is about pointing at monks and scolding bald donkeys. He has no interest in dying.

Master Yumeng nodded and said:

"Well then, the benefactor can make up his own mind!"

After finishing speaking, the two continued to move forward, Wang Xuebin fell slightly behind, and the shadows of the two gradually formed a gap.

Master Mengyi who was walking in front did not turn his head, and said casually:

"The almsgiver has been here for more than two months, but he has never entered the Sutra Pavilion once. But do you have any objections to the Dharma?"

Wang Xuebin's figure stopped, and the shadows of the two were completely separated.

He smiled and said:

"There is no objection, it's just that some places are unacceptable!"

Seeing him stop, Master Mengyi also turned his head, as if seeing his nervousness, he comforted him:

"Don't worry too much, the benefactor. The poor monk also knows that the benefactor has a bright future. It's just a good relationship, and he has no other intentions!"

Wang Xuebin stood still and did not move forward. He asked curiously:

"Oh? Master can see my future?"

Master Nocturne shook his head and explained:

"This world is the world where the God of Cookery became enlightened. The poor monk was entrusted by the future God of Cookery, and should transform into a dharma body to help him achieve enlightenment. How can he see through the future of the benefactor before the deity arrives?"

Wang Xuebin's brain was a little confused. The amount of information in this sentence was too large for him to understand, but he didn't open his mouth to ask questions. It is always good to be cautious in words and deeds.

Seeing that he was a little too cautious, Meng Yi didn't say anything more.

In itself, it is just seeing another person form a relationship. If there is a date or not, the relationship has already been formed. It is not beautiful to do extra things. Let's talk about the future.

"When is the benefactor planning to leave?"

Wang Xuebin said with a smile:

"I'm planning to hold a God of Cookery competition, calling chefs from all cuisines across the country to compete for the title of God of Cookery. I wonder if Stephen Zhou will participate?"

Master Mengmeng also laughed when he heard this.

"That depends on the scale of the competition!"

Wang Xuebin smiled and said:

"The first prize is 1000 million yuan, plus a pure gold God of Cookery trophy, is it enough?"

Mengyi nodded and said:

"Regardless of whether the God of Cookery will go or not, the poor monk will go anyway. Such a grand sight is unprecedented!"

Wang Xuebin didn't say anything, and said directly:

"I will send invitations to the master in advance, looking forward to the arrival of the master!"

After speaking, he said goodbye and went back to the meditation room.

Master Nocturnal Nocturnal Standing under the moonlight, did not leave.

The brown-yellow monk's robe gradually became whiter, and a sense of holiness was naturally revealed. With one hand dragging the clean bottle and the other behind his back, his face became beautiful and dignified under the moonlight.

"Fate, it's amazing!"

......

Xiangjiang World Exhibition Service Co., Ltd. is an exhibition company that has undertaken many large-scale exhibitions and competitions. It is the strongest exhibition company in Hong Kong.

A manager with a bright forehead looked at Party A's request and said strangely

"The God of Cookery Competition?"

One employee nodded and said:

"The client wants to hold a national God of Cookery competition. The participants include people from the three regions of Taiwan, Taiwan and Taiwan. All cuisines can participate. The venue is not limited and the number of people is not limited. I hope we can make it bigger!"

The manager roughly estimated the cost in his mind, raised his head and asked:

"What is Party A's budget?"

The employee looked at the letter of intent for cooperation and said with some hesitation:

"What he said was...there is no cap..."

"Is it capped?!"

The manager stood up in shock when he heard the words, grabbed the cooperation invitation, and looked at it line by line.

"Which family's prodigal son spends a lot of money to organize such a competition, isn't he afraid that his old man will go crazy? Who is Wang Xuebin? Whose son?"

"It's a mainland boy... Boss, can we do it?"

As soon as the manager heard it as a matter of course, he said:

"Do! Of course! But let him pay the deposit first!"

......

The World God of Cookery Culinary Competition is the highest honor in the chef industry. Chefs from all over the world gather together to compete for the throne of the God of Cookery. The winner will receive the God of Cookery Golden Sword and a reward of 1000 million US dollars!

The competition is divided into auditions, knockout rounds, and finals!

Held in ten countries, one hundred chefs will be selected.

These [-] celebrity chefs will go to Xiangjiang Food God Building for a rematch. The rematch will be judged by [-] public judges and [-] expert judges. It will be divided into ten days and [-] chefs will be eliminated.

The ten strongest chefs selected after fierce competition will go to the Yacht Chef for the final battle.

The decisive battle will be...

Wang Xuebin walked into the living room of the villa covered in oily smoke, and turned off the TV. The TV kept recirculating this advertisement in the past two months, and he almost vomited after listening to it.

"Wang Sheng, this is the yellow beef you asked for, it was airlifted from Guizhou!"

The person who came was a beautiful woman in an OL uniform. This was the secretary he had found and was responsible for running errands for him.