All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

"...or not." Wu Geng Ruli's eyes dimmed, and she made a decision in her heart.

This bright road that seems to be within reach is a bit unrealistic for her.

"Thank you for saving me, thank you." Watching the petite figure turn and leave, Mo Bai seemed to remember Wugeng Ruli's family situation is not very good, otherwise junior high school students at this age would not come out to work during the spring break.

A job like an idol that requires long-term investment in order to make a profit is really not suitable for her.

"Wait." Mo Bai caught up with Wu Geng Ruli in three steps and two steps. "You forgot something."

"You have a share of the 50 yen bonus." Under Wugeng Ruli's puzzled gaze, Mobai patted the fifty Fukuzawa Yukichi in his pocket. "Let's score fifty-five."

After some evasion, Mobai finally hired Wugeng Ruli at the cost of 25 yen until the end of the spring break and the free time after school for a semester, and got a phone number of her sister's home.

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"Finally back." Back in the familiar shopping street, Mo Bai stretched.

Before he could relax, he saw a muscular boy standing at the door of the small shop, much taller than his standard 1.8 meters tall.

Mobai narrowed his eyes.

The muscular young man with the public face fought with each other, knowing what was about to happen.

"Are you—Daji?"

There was grief and indignation in the eyes of the robust young man, as expected, he still failed to escape the catastrophe.

The name of the robust boy is Wang Daji, and he is the eldest son of Wang Xiang, the owner of the "Auspicious Fish Shop" opposite Mobai.In addition to him, Wang Xiang has two sons: the second son Wang Zhongji and the youngest son Wang Xiaoji.

Wang Xiang has always been very satisfied with the excellent qualities of his three sons who are hardworking and hardworking, so he treats people well by saying that his son is good.

Both are Chinese, and the relationship between Mo Bai and Wang Xiang is pretty good.

So on a sunny afternoon, the inevitable happened.

Wang Daji still remembers that Mo Bai said the same opening speech as today with a malicious smile.

"Are you—Daji?"

Wang Daji suffered a KO.

Wang Zhongji expressed no panic at all, but in the end...

"Are you Xiao Wang?"

Wang Zhongji died on the spot.

Wang Xiaoji trembled and accepted his fate with tears in his eyes.

"You——are you Xiaoji?"

All three brothers were defeated by one sentence.

shame?Do not!This is simply a dark history that cannot be looked back!

"Brother Mo, can you stop yelling like that?" Wang Daji wept.

"Okay, Daji. By the way, Daji."

"What's wrong with you coming to see me?"

"Didn't you go fishing with your father to participate in some competition?" Mo Bai still remembered that before Wang Xiang left, he sent a lot of ingredients needed for soul-relief noodles and asked him to take care of some shops.

"My father fell ill."

"Huh? What about the game?"

"Isn't this here to find you, Brother Mo?" Wang Daji smiled shyly.

Chapter 11. The host and the system are generally black, so don't tell anyone

Looking at Wang Daji's flattering expression, Mo Bai seemed to understand the situation.

Two big bold words appeared in his mind: "Supporting."

He is not unfamiliar with this kind of operation. When he traveled through the era when the former anchors were rampant, it was usually a girl who called Oppa a few times on the stage, and a man in the audience who was exhausted.

"This...isn't that good?" As an upright young man, Mo Bai insisted on resisting this kind of bad competitive behavior.

"Brother Mo! Just help us!" Wang Daji wanted to hug Mo Bai's thigh and roll all over the floor. "The three of us all know how to fish. How can we compare our skills with Dad and you?"

"The match will start tomorrow morning. If you don't help, Brother Mo, we really have no choice but to forfeit the match."

"Abandoning the game? So serious?"

Although the cooking skills of the three brothers Wang, Dazhong and Xiaoji are average, they always deal with fish no matter how bad they are, they can still get along in the community street competition.

Wang Daji's staunch attitude that he would rather retire than play aroused Mo Bai's interest.

Is it still a big game?

"Not a street race?"

"Of course not!" Wang Daji raised his neck and stared fiercely. "We are participating in an out-and-out competition!"

"The Caiyu in the competition are all old fish shops that have been open for more than 30 years."

"Hokkaido?" Mo Bai only knew about the Hokkaido cooking competition in the Far East.

"No!"

"Fight for hegemony on top of Akihabara!"

"Far East TV live broadcasts the whole process!"

"The No.1 winning prize is as high as 5000 million yen, and there is also a mysterious prize issued by Chiba Shrine."

"How much is the bonus?" Mo Bai held his chin, doubting his ears.

"5000 million!" Wang Daji's palm grew big, and his expression was as ferocious as Mobai.

"Done! We beat us by five or five points."

This is 5000 million yen! 5000 million yen!

There is also 500 million yen in half.

With this bonus, Mo Bai can stop worrying about income for a long time.

For Mobai, who can't be slaughtered by a big dog, and spent 25 yen to hire Fen Nen junior high school student for half a year, this is an opportunity to break away from a stable daily income of zero and make a fortune.There are no customers in the store, so it is impossible for him to go to the street to catch O Han every day, right?

Huh?It seems to be mixed with some very subtle words.

"Deal!" Wang Daji smiled brightly.

Mo Bai would not have thought that the old Wang next door told Wang Daji before asking for help that if the former is willing to fight for him, it doesn't matter if he wins all the prize money.It is enough for their fish shop to appear on TV and earn a name.

The young and old Wang family who had eaten Mobai's semi-finished soul-resisting noodles had no doubt that Mobai's cooking skills could win the first place.

In this case, it is equivalent to being dumped 500 million by Mo Bai for a disagreement. Could Wang Daji be in a bad mood?

Mobai is still the pattern Tucson broken.

"Good man!" Mo Bai and Wang Daji looked at each other with sympathy, and said silently in their hearts at the same time.

Happy to accept the substitute...

Nonsence!Can the chef be called a substitute?

This is a friendly aid full of warmth and humanity!

Mo Bai packed up his luggage, locked the shop and followed Wang Daji away.

"Did I forget something?" Stepping on the tram to Akihabara, under Wang Daji's various pro-son praises, Mo Bai quickly put his doubts behind him.

"Hey, Xiaobai. As a system elf, shouldn't you give me something at this time?" Mo Bai hinted at Hong Guoguo.

"You want a mission? Did you say it earlier~" Xiaobai got it right.

[Mission: Get the first place in the Akihabara top battle]

[Mission reward: 500 million yen, a mysterious gift]

This reward feels a little familiar.

"???" Mobai black question mark face. "Wait, this...huh?"

"Host, you all know that the mall was empty shortly after I changed careers. Where did the idea of ​​making some money from me come from?" Xiaobai sighed.

"Weak chicken system!" Mo Bai, who was despised by Xiao Bai from the IQ level, really turned into a black face, his face was pitch black.

"Hey! Host, you can easily be beaten to death with your temper." Xiao Bai sighed. "For the sake of you being the host, let me give you a gift in friendship."

There is one more basic boxing method in the task reward.

"Practice cooking more when you have time, and boxing when you get tired of practicing. Don't live in dreams all day long."

"%...￥%@#!@#￥@￥%!~!!"

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"Uncle Wang, how is your body recovering?" When he arrived at the hotel where Wang Xiang was staying, Mo Bai realized that Wang Xiang had caught a cold because of the sea breeze.

No wonder I have to find a replacement, the picture of a chef cooking with a runny nose is too beautiful to dare to look at.

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Just thinking about that scene, Mo Bai felt a sense of nausea welling up.

"Ahem, the competition is up to you, Xiao Mo." Wang Xiang, who was tightly wrapped up, afraid of infecting Mo Bai, shook his head. "Xiaoji, tell Xiaomo about the regulations of the competition."

"Ahem, cough, I'm going back to the house first." Wang Xiang lacked interest, and not being able to represent his own shop in the battle was a big blow to him who had spent most of his life in the fish shop.

These four words can be used to describe Wang Xiang: mentality explosion!

"Hello, Brother Mo." Wang Xiaoji, a robust young man carved out of the same body as Wang Daji, looked a little more agile.

"Yeah." Mo Bai waited quietly.

"The venue for the Akihabara Top Contest is on the roof of the Akihabara building. The competition is divided into two rounds: the knockout round and the final round. In the knockout round, the maturity results of the fishes submitted are the preliminary test results, and are divided into A, A, and A according to the test results. There are four groups B, C, and D."

"The one we submitted was Dong Xingban. Dad has matured himself for 24 hours and was finally assigned to Group A."

"Brother Mo, you can just use it for tomorrow morning's game." Wang Xiaoji gave a thumbs up carelessly, ignoring the urgent need of comforting his wounded old heart by the old man who just turned around. "I believe in Brother Mo's cooking skills. It's unreasonable for you not to win the championship."

"If you want any materials, just call the eldest brother. I will change shifts with the second brother to guard the fish bank." Under the sight of Wang Xiang's angry old father, Wang Xiaoji fled in despair.