The Invasion of the Super Rich Game: Confess Your Love to a School Beauty and Get a Billion-Dollar R

The meat is so delicious, but it is not worth it.

"Okay!" Chen Mu smiled. He wanted it so much.

He raised his head and looked at Moskar, whose face was as black as coal. He said, "Then please tell me what kind of meat this is."

Moskar was silent. If he said it was venison in front of the camera, it would not only be embarrassing for him, but also for Gililton.

Of course, he would not do such a thing!

"Young man, you are really wrong. This is indeed not venison. Maybe it tastes a little similar to venison." After making up his mind, Moskar looked relaxed.

"Are you lying with your eyes open?" Chen Mu stood up after saying that.

"Where are you going?" the female reporter asked hurriedly.

Isn't it just an apology? If he doesn't want to, she can help him mention it, and the matter will be over.

"Give me ten seconds!" After saying this, Chen Mu took a step onto the stage.

In fact, it is not only necessary for Moskar to admit it in person to verify whether this is venison.

He worked in the restaurant kitchen to buy gifts for Zhao Li before, and he has some understanding of the kitchen.

For a chef like Moskar, the ingredients can only be more, not less!

So, after a while, Chen Mu took out a piece of marinated venison.

"Mr. Moskar, please tell me what kind of meat this is." Holding the piece of meat on the plate, Chen Mu walked into the camera.

"You are blind, you can tell it is beef at a glance." Castel took over Chen Mu's words without even taking a look.

"No!" At this moment, the middle-aged man who had just praised Chen Mu stood up.

Moskar, who wanted to fool around, was shocked. It seems that the matter can no longer be concealed!

"This is definitely not beef." The middle-aged man said with certainty.

Seeing that someone had a keen eye for pearls, Chen Mu looked at Moskar fiercely, "Are you still unwilling to tell the truth?"

"Director Dong, listen to my explanation. Although this is venison, I..."

Before Moskar finished speaking, he was interrupted by the middle-aged man unceremoniously, "Enough! Don't record this episode."

Hearing this, Moskar seemed to have been sucked out of all his energy, and he suddenly aged more than ten years in a trance.

As the virtual interface appeared in front of him, Chen Mu saw the reminder that the task had been completed.

[System: Congratulations to the host for completing the task, and the god-level cooking skills have been obtained! ]

"Impossible, how could this be venison, it is obviously top-level Kobe..." Castonel was only halfway through his words when Moskar interrupted.

"Shut up!!!"

If it weren't for his useless days, how could he, a five-star chef, become a joke in the mouths of others!

In the live broadcast room, everyone was scolding him, mocking him, saying that his five-star rating must be fake!

Suddenly, he turned his head and stared at Chen Mu with hatred in his eyes, "Young man, since you can taste that this is venison, it seems that you are also good at it. Why don't you compete with me?"

He can taste it, that's just his luck!

Comparing cooking skills with him is to seek death!

His cooking skills are twenty years higher than Chen Mu, who looks to be in his early twenties. What can the other party compare with him!

The virtual interface popped up again.

[System: Accept Moskar's challenge to get 500 billion Great Xia coins, and when you touch someone, you can increase the pain of that person's body by 100! The number of uses is 5 times! ]

500 billion Great Xia coins?

It's so tempting!

Must get it!

As for the pain multiplier 100 times, it's better to have this skill than not.

Who would dislike having too many skills?

After taking the task, Chen Mu also accepted the challenge from Moskar.

"Okay, I agree. What do you want to compete with me?" Chen Mu asked.

He now not only has a super high taste, but also has god-level cooking skills.

Even if Moskar is an amazing chef, in front of Chen Mu, the God of Cooking, his cooking skills are just a show of skill.

"What can you do!" Moskar asked.

He has been in Jiangcheng and other places for almost 25 years, and he has long known what people here like and what is the most delicious.

"Whatever you want to do, I will do the same as you, and then let everyone taste and comment." Chen Mu kicked the ball back

Moscar.

Don't say he bullies people with his god-level cooking skills. He gave the other party the right to choose and let the other party cook his most outstanding food.

"Hehe, young man, I advise you not to be too angry, otherwise you will suffer!" Moscar paused. He didn't expect the other party to dare to say that.

"Really? To be honest, I'm not afraid of being at a disadvantage." Chen Mu shrugged. After all, it's impossible for him to be at a disadvantage.

"Okay! Since you said so, how can I not meet your requirements!" Moscar paused and continued, "I want to make my best sheep pie, Welsh rabbit and Lancashire hot pot!"

"Is that so." Chen Mu pinched his chin and thought.

In front of him, the three things in Moscar's mouth were displayed on the panel that was glowing with blue light and looked very high-end.

Desserts, huh, their Great Xia country has a cultural history of thousands of years from ancient times to the present, and there are countless desserts, and any one of them can crush the other party.

As for rabbit meat, if you want to know where rabbit meat is the most popular and more popular, it is naturally Shu.

As for hot pot, let alone, hot pot in almost every city is different.

There are all kinds of flavors, and for him, it is easy to deal with!

"Are you going to regret it?" Seeing Chen Mu's contemplative look, Castonel jumped out. He didn't believe that Chen Mu would be so capable of defeating his father!

"Regret? How could it be." Chen Mu shook his head and said with a smirk, "I was just thinking, didn't you say you would eat the table? What kind of way do you want to eat it?"

Hearing this, Castonel, who was about to mock him, froze, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

"Yes, you said that yourself." The female reporter also echoed.

Chen Mu glanced at her, and he felt that she was not joining in the fun, but helping him.

But he couldn't understand why she treated him differently when he and she didn't know each other before.

"How can we eat from this table?" Moskar stood up to speak for his son, "He has just arrived in Daxia and doesn't understand Daxia language very well, so he has misunderstandings about Qi."

After hearing this, Castonel, who was frightened in his heart, immediately tapped his hands, and his dim eyes instantly lit up, "Yes, that's right! I'm not talking about the table, not this, but the meatballs, beef meatballs!"