The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right-Chapter 1375 - The Battle of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1375: Chapter 1375: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1375 -1375: The Battle of the Three Kingdoms

After a while, Mo Yangyang made a decision. She wanted tofu and some other side dishes…

“Let’s make Pingqiao Tofu Soup today,” Mo Yangyang said to Little Chu.

Little Chu nodded.

The dish that Mo Yangyang chose today was not a dish. It should be said to be a soup, a Huaiyang dish…

She thought that most of the contestants today would choose meat. If she chose again, there would be nothing new.

It was better to play a little trick. This Pingqiao Tofu Soup was more suitable for the judges to relieve their boredom after tasting many meat dishes.

Pingqiao Tofu Soup was easy to make, but it was also difficult to make.

Mo Yangyang made some improvements to this dish …

There was still plenty of time, so Mo Yangyang did it at a moderate pace.

Moreover, his dish was different from the last time. It was not suitable to serve it early.

Mo Yangyang did it in an orderly manner, as if she was cooking at home. She was not flustered or sad …

Various fragrances wafted over from the next room. Through these scents, Mo Yangyang could roughly know the ingredients they had chosen.

Mo Yangyang was a little curious. She wanted to know what Fu Congsu next door had done this time.

However, this curiosity was quickly thrown to the back of Mo Yangyang’s mind. After all, it was useless to think about others at this time. She could only focus on her own dishes.

However, while she was cooking, Mo Yangyang noticed that there were photographers constantly taking pictures of her.

Mo Yangyang wondered why there were so many photographers this time.

They looked especially professional. There were even referees who walked past her or stopped to watch.

The screen closest to Xie Xize and the others in the resting area switched back to Mo Yangyang.

The crowd that had dispersed gathered again.

Once again, they started a discussion.

“This little sister’s technique looks very powerful. I feel like she can advance.”

“Yeah, he doesn’t look like someone who only relies on his face to make a living.”

“That might not be the case. We still have to wait for the results of the competition to come out.”

“Why don’t we make a bet? Let’s bet on whether this number 67 can advance.”

“Sure…”

As Xie Fengmian listened to them gamble, he thought to himself,’Her husband is still sitting here. Can’t you guys restrain yourself?’

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He stole a glance at Xie Xize. At this moment, he looked calm and focused on Mo Yangyang, as if he couldn’t hear what the people behind him were saying.

However, the more Xie Xize behaved like this, the more Xie Fengmian felt uncertain.

Xie Fengmian reached out to tug at his father, wanting him to say something.

In the end, hey, where was he?

Xie Fengmian realized that Xie Beizhao had disappeared.

Xie Fengmian turned around to look for her, but…She realized that Xie Beizhao, who was squeezed in the middle of the crowd, was actually…They were placing their bets.

Xie Fengmian…(⇀‸↼‶)

Was this still the father he knew?

However, what made Xie Fengmian even more uncomfortable was that his father didn’t invite him to place a bet. It was too unethical.

How could she not call him for something that was 100% guaranteed?

Hence, Xie Fengmian quietly stood up and walked over. ” I bet that No. 67 will advance…”

After saying that, he threw out his car keys. “This is what I bet on today.”

The car he drove here today was a Benz worth two to three million yuan.

This was considered an ordinary car among Xie Fengmian’s cars.

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