"System, help me modify my life. I have to make my own food and live with him."

“…”

The system was speechless.

Others are a system that specializes in food. If you make your food abilities pass through the other party, it is equivalent to destroying other people's systems.

You are really embarrassed to say it, and you are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue and head.

Seeing that the system did not speak, Tang Beiming curled his lips.

"Tsk, I just looked like I was at my own level and was higher than the other party's system. It turned out that I couldn't do it."

"Who said I can't do it? Is it confirmed that it's worth 35 million?"

"confirm."

"A good host, the modification has been completed, and the remaining pretending value is 100 million."

Tang Beiming slammed the chopsticks on the table.

Pooh.

Another bite was spit out the fried rice with eggs.

Tang Beiming's actions immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The two old men stopped eating, and the white-collar flight attendant also turned his attention, and the anchor even turned the camera to Tang Beiming.

As a professional anchor, she has a premonition that something big is going to happen here.

And inside, Boss Yuan sat there with some boredom.

Suddenly, he heard the sound outside and looked over.

Well……

Boss Yuan was stunned. Is this the other party?

"Boss, come here?"

Boss Yuan walked to Tang Beiming with a lazy look.

"What's wrong?"

"What are you doing?"

"Egg fried rice."

"Egg fried rice, I'm so fucked, you're the one who's called egg fried rice. The eggs have no egg flavor and the rice has no taste. I'm so embarrassed to call egg fried rice. The price is 88 yuan, and the refund is made."

Tang Beiming's words stunned everyone present.

They can guarantee that the fried rice made by Boss Yuan is definitely the best they have ever eaten.

As a result, when it comes to Tang Beiming's mouth, it becomes so unbearable.

Compared to these people, Boss Yuan is the most shocking one.

Others don’t know how he made fried rice with eggs, don’t he know yet?

He is the owner of the food system, and he made these fried rice with eggs and rice with the system.

Not delicious?

That is absolutely impossible.

It seems that the person in front of him was deliberately looking for trouble.

"Are you looking for trouble?"

"Looking for trouble? Haha, it's up to you."

After saying that, Tang Beiming took out a certificate and slapped it on the table.

Certification of the God of Food Certificate from the Huaxia Food Association.

Before, everyone thought that Tang Beiming came to find fault on purpose.

After all, they all ate this fried rice, which is really delicious.

But now, things have become a little different.

If he is really a God of Food, maybe he can really eat something that they can't eat.

"ah!"

At this moment, the little girl who was broadcasting live in the corner suddenly screamed.

And the reason why she screamed was because she suddenly realized that the number of people in her live broadcast room was rising in a crazy increase.

Usually, she only has a few thousand live broadcasts.

When you are lucky, the number of people can exceed 10,000.

But now, the number of people has exceeded one million.

Moreover, judging from this level, it will take about one minute to exceed two million.

The little girl really couldn't imagine what she did?

What she didn't know was that Tang Beiming appeared in Muyu's backstage and appeared in her live broadcast room.

So, she immediately put her live broadcast room on the pop-up window and the entire site.

"Are you really a God of Cookery?"

"It's simple. Just call the Huaxia Food Association and confirm it, won't it be enough."

Boss Yuan saw that Tang Beiming was so confident and was not afraid at all.

In the end, he didn't call, and he believed it.

"Okay, even if you are a God of Food, you have to be conscientious. Are you sure my fried rice is not delicious?"

"You don't know whether it tastes delicious or not, and you still have to tell you. It seems that you don't know anything."

Boss Yuan was so angry that he was told by Tang Beiming.

He could no longer bear it, so Boss Yuan slapped the table with a palm.

"God of food, a god of food. Come on, I will compete with you to make fried rice with eggs. If I cook well, you will give me the title of God of Food."

"Yes, as long as you can take it. But if I win, I want you to be my slave for three years and obey my words."

"good."

Boss Yuan is still a young man and cannot stand others' arousal.

At this moment, his temper had already been forced into it by Tang Beiming.

For a moment, I agreed without thinking.

Then, the two walked into the kitchen and went to make fried rice with eggs.

Several customers were talking about it in Boss Yuan’s shop.

The elderly couple whispered.

"Old man, do you think those two people will win and lose?"

"That must be Boss Yuan. You haven't eaten Boss Yuan's fried rice, it's really delicious."

"But didn't that young man say he was a God of Cookery?"

"So what about the God of Food? I still like Boss Yuan's food."

The white-collar worker and the flight attendant were also very interested in this matter and wanted to find someone to talk to.

But they all came alone and had no companions.

Finally, the two looked at each other, and the white-collar workers sat down directly, but the flight attendant did not object.

The two started chatting with each other from the match between Tang Beiming and Boss Yuan, and finally became more and more happy, and they felt like a young man was in love.

In the corner, the anchor lady sat there, watching the number of people in her live broadcast room exceeding 100 million.

Her little mouth opened slightly, her eyes wide, and she was a little unbelievable.

However, at this time, she also learned about Tang Beiming's identity from the barrage.

At this moment, the barrage in the live broadcast room was sweeping the screen wildly.

"Come on, walk by, don't miss it, guess who wins and who loses?"

"Didn't you just say that Emperor Tang is the God of Food? Then Emperor Tang must win."

"That's not necessarily. Are there anyone who has been to Boss Yuan's shop in Zhonghai?"

"have."

“I’ve been there too.”

"The fried rice made by Boss Yuan is really the best fried rice in the world. Tang Beiming will definitely lose."
To be continued...