God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

At this moment, a tense atmosphere was quietly spreading between Wu Zhong and Huang Chong behind Ye Changqing.

Although this hostility only came from Huang Chong's side, it was undeniable that sparks had already been secretly created between the two sides.

Huang Chong glanced at Wu Zhong from time to time, with jealousy and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

However, facing Huang Chong's hostile eyes from time to time, Wu Zhong remained expressionless, like a sculpture, keeping his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart.

It seemed that in his eyes, Huang Chong was just an insignificant existence who could not pose any threat to him at all.

In fact, for them who play the role of servants, behaving so clumsily and looking around in front of their "master" is a big taboo.

But at this moment, Huang Chong was obviously blinded by jealousy and completely ignored these rules.

Wu Zhong was well aware of his current status and knew that only by doing his duty could he gain a long-term foothold.

As for Ye Changqing, he was not aware of the invisible war that was slowly starting behind him.

After hearing Wu Zhong's words, he turned his head helplessly and said softly.

"There's really no need to do this."

But Wu Zhong responded with a firm look on his face.

"No, please give me this chance."

Seeing Wu Zhong so determined, Ye Changqing knew that it would be futile to persuade him, so he could only sigh and let him go.

In this way, during the conversation between the two people, Huang Chong was the most nervous person.

He clenched his fists tightly, and even a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. He secretly thought about what might happen next.

Look at this guy, he had a solemn look on his face from beginning to end, and he was secretly complaining in his heart.

Who could have thought that I would so unknowingly provoke such a powerful enemy? It really caught me off guard.

What’s even more terrible is that even Ye Changqing seems to have tacitly approved of Wu Zhong’s existence at this time.

This really made Huang Chong feel suffocated. He was filled with pain but had no way to express it.

You know, even if he has ideas, he is not qualified to make decisions for Ye Changqing.

Look at Wu Zhong again, he is a stubborn and stubborn person, who is wholeheartedly trying to curry favor with Ye Changqing.

Seeing this, Ye Changqing was helpless and could only pick up the teacup and take a sip of the fragrant tea, trying to calm down.

However, just as he put the cup back on the table, before Ye Changqing could open his mouth to give instructions, Wu Zhong moved slightly, leaned forward like a ghost, reached out and gently picked up the teapot, and steadily filled Ye Changqing's cup with water.

Not only that, in the short moment of holding the teapot, this boy also skillfully used his spiritual power to heat the tea in the pot to the most suitable drinking temperature.

After completing this series of smooth movements, even though Ye Changqing was knowledgeable, he was still slightly stunned and blurted out subconsciously.

"Thank you."

When Wu Zhong heard this, he quickly responded with a smile on his face.

"Brother, you are so polite. It is a blessing for me to have the opportunity to serve you."

kindness? ? ?

Hearing this, the muscles on Ye Changqing's face trembled violently, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, as if he had been struck by an invisible lightning bolt.

For a moment, he couldn't find any suitable words to respond. His throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand. He could only close his mouth helplessly and swallow the words back into his stomach.

"Good guy."

Ye Changqing exclaimed inwardly.

"Is this the legendary dog-licking eloquence? Every sentence is so unexpected, like a fairy from the sky, catching people off guard, and there is no psychological preparation at all."

Wu Zhong was seen holding the teapot steadily and slowly backing away until he returned to his original standing position.

Then, he quickly adjusted his posture, once again putting on a respectful, submissive look, leaning forward slightly, with his hands hanging naturally close to his trouser seams, a flattering and ingratiating smile on his face, his eyes always lowered, not daring to glance to the side for a moment, like a loyal sculpture, as if waiting for the next order or new instructions from the "master" in front of him at any time and anywhere.

This series of movements were done in one smooth and seamless manner, not only leaving Ye Changqing dumbfounded, but also Huang Chong who was standing next to him was completely stunned.

You know, when Huang Chong served Ye Changqing, he never thought that there was such a complicated and detailed set of etiquette and rules.

Where on earth did this guy learn all these skills? What was even more incredible was that his skilled posture and standardized movements were much more professional than the specially trained servants of the Huang family.

"No, this is going to be a big problem."

Huang Chong secretly groaned in his heart, and a layer of fine beads of sweat had unknowingly seeped out of his forehead.

Originally, Wu Zhong's noble status as the young city lord and the young master of the Wu family alone had already brought him tremendous pressure.

Now with such perfect serving skills, wouldn't it put him at an absolute disadvantage in the competition?

Thinking of this, Huang Chong felt a darkness in front of his eyes and his heart felt heavy as if a huge stone weighing a thousand pounds was pressing on it.

You know, if we simply compare status and position, even if Huang Chong rides a thousand-mile horse to catch up with the other party, it would probably be difficult for him to catch up.

Not to mention that Huang Chong was just one of the many collateral descendants of the Huang family. Even if he had transformed himself into the young master of the Huang family, he still looked overshadowed and insignificant when standing in front of Wu Zhong.

This is because the Wu family's powerful strength is by no means comparable to that of the Huang family.

As a result, the value and weight of the two young masters are naturally vastly different.

This chasm-like gap in status and identity made Huang Chong feel deeply powerless, as if no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to cross this huge ravine. He could only look at the unattainable figure in front of him from afar and sigh inwardly.

At this moment, when Huang Chong witnessed the other party displaying that extremely skillful, exquisite and professional operating techniques, his heart instantly fell into a bottomless abyss and sank straight down.

What else could compare to this? Faced with such amazing skills, Huang Chong felt that he was simply a complete loser.

Looking at Wu Zhong again, after completing this series of actions easily, he did not reveal the slightest bit of strange expression, as if this was just a common occurrence for him.

Back then, when he was studying diligently with the experienced old housekeeper at home, these skills were the first lessons he learned.

If you can't even master this little trick, how can you be qualified to pursue the goddess of your heart?

Wu Zhong was calm, like an unruffled pond, while Huang Chong was disheartened and full of despair.

Ye Changqing in front knew nothing about this. He had nothing to do and was planning to take out a recliner and bask in the sun in the yard as usual.