Qin Feng said with a smile: "the bet was very clear before. All your money, admit to gambling and admit defeat! Even if you don''t admit it, ha ha, I can convince you!"


    Such words were very arrogant, which relieved the people of the royal family. However, after listening to them, the people of the Dalai Dynasty were gnashing their teeth.


    Qin Feng took all their money and couldn''t afford the carriage money when he went out. What should they do in a foreign country?


    Li He narrowed his eyes at the moment and agreed with Qin Feng''s words. At the same time, he secretly laughed at the situation of this group of royal family members who left the palace penniless. I''m afraid it''s very sad.


    So he planned to sprinkle salt on their wounds and said, "prince, if you care about money, it doesn''t matter. I have fifty liang of silver here, which is enough for you to rent a pony car and go back to your motherland."


    Many people of the Dalai Dynasty almost vomited blood. Unexpectedly, Li He humiliated people. He really had a way to humiliate them with silver.


    They are a group of people with tens of millions of taels of gold. In their eyes, the silver tattoo is like scrap iron. Giving them fifty taels of silver is almost humiliating them.


    Prince Da Luo was so angry that he stared at Li He and felt like a volcano was about to erupt. Unfortunately, he looked at TU shanyaya and became depressed. With this woman, how dare he use force in the palace?


    So Prince Darrow was embarrassed.


    If they don''t take back the money now, they will never leave the palace!


    "Hum, Lord, your hospitality is too unkind."


    At this moment, among the crowd in Daluo, the old scar who had never spoken suddenly came out.


    His money was also lost. In order to get it back, he couldn''t care so much. He shouted to Qin Feng coldly, "Sir, dare you bet with me again!"


    "OK, what are you betting on?" Qin Feng smiled and felt that these guys seemed to be having a good time losing.


    "Just bet what we made before." old scar sneered.


    "But do you have anything to bet now?" Qin Feng was curious. These guys had no money under their eyes. He wouldn''t bet with a group of poor people.


    Old scar''s face turned ugly. It seemed that they really had nothing to bet on!


    Seeing this, Qin Feng turned his eyes and thought of fun. He smiled and said, "well, I''ll give you a step. As long as you win me, I''ll give you back your money. If you lose, hehe, take off your clothes, wear only one underpants and leave the king''s house!"


    Qin Feng shook his legs, drank a mouthful of tea and grinned coldly!


    Many people of the Dalai Dynasty trembled with anger when they heard the speech. Prince Dalai showed his teeth and his eyes were like a sword. He wanted to kill Qin Feng.


    This guy deceives people too much. They are royal family. They always deceive people. They have never been bullied like this!


    "Well, as your excellency said!"


    Prince Luo''s face was gloomy and immediately agreed to Qin Feng. Anyway, they were penniless now. He didn''t believe they lost. Qin Feng really dared to pick up their clothes unless he wanted to provoke a war between the two countries!


    "Well, what shall we try?"


    Qin Feng was fearless and asked with a faint smile.


    Prince Luo looked at the old man with scar, and then the old man with scar sneered, "bet on cooking!"


    "Cooking?"


    When the people in the palace heard this, they became depressed. Are you good at cooking? This is so wonderful.


    They know that cooking in the mouth of martial artists is not what ordinary people call cooking, but a martial kitchen that is not weaker than medicine!


    The existence of general martial kitchens is even rarer than that of medicine refiners.


    Nu Wa, soul emperor and others, you look at me, I look at you, a little confused.


    Among them, they can''t cook, they can only eat


    If this is really a competition, they probably don''t even know the correct posture of holding the spatula.


    "Well, try cooking!"


    Qin Feng did not hesitate, readily agreed, and immediately sneered.


    Yesterday, he realized the way of kitchen martial arts of the kitchen emperor. He didn''t expect to come in handy now.


    The chef''s three basic dishes are enough to hang you rookies, and Qin Feng feels that the barbecue he developed is not inferior to the three basic dishes.


    "Young Lord, we can''t cook."


    Soul emperor, Nu Wa, Tu Shanya, Xiaotian dog and Zhuge Liang all got up in a hurry and hurried to Zhenyuan preach.


    They are good at array and medicine refining, but they know nothing about cooking.


    "It''s all right. I''m going to fight myself. I''ll convince them to lose."


    Qin fengzhenyuan replied.


    He just got up from his chair, smiled faintly and said, "I''ll come and have a competition with you myself."


    Everyone was surprised when they heard the speech. They were surprised that this guy could cook martial arts? I can''t see it!


    The old scar sneered, "are you sure?"


    "Sure and sure." Qin Feng was full of confidence.


    So the old man was delighted. He thought that the mask boy was mostly trying to be strong, so he smiled and said, "well, our competition method is very simple. We make a dish for everyone to taste. Whoever has good taste, high nutrition and strong drug power will win."


    "Of course, I hope everyone who will taste it later must be honest."


    Qin Feng was a little impatient. He spread his hands and said, "let''s start."


    Then he walked in front of the rectangular stone table and took out the meat porridge ingredients he had made for his wife Gongsun Qingxue in the morning. He only planned to cook a pot of porridge.


    He took out the pot and knife given to him by the kitchen emperor, and also the pot shovel obtained by his lucky draw. These three combinations will make the food taste very good.


    However, he took out several bundles of firewood, flint and small stove.


    In front of everyone, light the firewood with flint, quickly put it on the stove, and then preheat the pot.


    Everyone was dumbfounded.


    In particular, Qin Feng''s opponent, the old scar, also became foolish.


    "How dare you use firewood? Don''t you know that the martial kitchen uses real yuan fire? Just like a herbalist."


    The old scar said very speechless.


    "I haven''t practiced the fire attribute skill. I can''t replace it with firewood."


    Qin Feng said he was helpless. He also knew that the most beautiful food needed special fire to cook, and Zhenyuan fire was almost a superior fire source. 99% of martial kitchens used Zhenyuan fire.


    However, Qin Feng is confident that even without the fire of Zhenyuan, he can make delicious food. He has tested it on his wife before, and there is absolutely no problem.


    However, the people of the Dalai Dynasty laughed one after another.


    Prince Luo, in particular, smiled and held his stomach.


    Prince Darrow sneered, "Your Excellency is really funny. You cook with ordinary fire. Are you cooking ordinary food? We are martial arts practitioners. Ordinary fire can''t completely refine the efficacy of some drugs."


    "Yes, no fire can make a martial kitchen!" old scar looked at Qin Feng contemptuously. From Qin Feng''s gesture of taking a knife, he knew that this product was a novice.


    Many people of the Dalai Dynasty also laughed at it one after another.


    "Is this guy OK?"


    Li Xueman is a little worried. She hopes Qin Feng can win. There will be a good play soon. The people of the Dalai Dynasty are stripped naked and wearing underpants. This is a scenery.


    "Your Excellency must have his intention!"


    Li He is so poisoned by Qin Feng that he thinks Qin Feng is tall and has a profound intention no matter what he does. Therefore, he thinks Qin Feng may have other uses with firewood.


    PS (updated today...)