"Is this your support?"

When Jiang Ye heard the pig-headed butcher's question, a smile appeared on his face.

If it is a reliance, it does make some sense, but Jiang Ye’s reliance is not just the form of a butcher, his greatest reliance is still himself.

With a powerful comprehensive attribute, that one was not eaten by Jiang Ye himself?

"Haha, maybe." Jiang Ye did not retort, but smiled softly, then looked at the pig-headed butcher.

"It's just that I don't like fighting or fighting with people." The pig-headed butcher shook his head.

"If it really fights, it is a waste of ingredients. The most important thing is that in this pork cafeteria, my strength should be invincible, and it is unfair to you." The pig-head butcher said seriously.

The pig's head has a huge bone spur butcher knife, and there are still flesh and blood residues on the serrated teeth of the butcher knife. It is hard to imagine that such a butcher was not born to fight.

Jiang Ye was a little surprised, but then he was stunned and said calmly: "If you have any other ideas, you can also raise them. I am not a dictator."

Jiang Ye sneered at the so-called invincibility, and he did not believe in invincibility.

All exceptions say that he is invincible in his nodes, but Jiang Ye, who is truly invincible, has not seen any of them.

Xia Ya looks a little invincible, but Jiang Ye still finds a flaw, not to mention the one in front of her.

Jiang Ye just wanted to hear his method. If the two sides weighed the pros and cons, they would be the most labor-saving to kill him, Jiang Ye would definitely kill him without hesitation.

"I prefer to compare cooking skills with others." The pig-headed butcher looked at Jiang Ye.

"Cooking?" Jiang Ye pondered for a while. When it comes to cooking, he would cook by himself in this life and take care of himself in his previous life. Jiang Ye still had some confidence in his cooking skills.

But when he met Jiang Ye, the pig-head butcher opposite, he was a little embarrassed.

Although I don’t know the other party’s cooking skills very well, judging from those two bowls of broth, it should be good.

Jiang Ye may not be the opponent's opponent, and since it is a game, Jiang Ye will not be at ease if the referee's position is someone else.

But if the referee is a ghost baby, it would be too partial.

If both sides are the referees of the other party, is it impossible to end the game just by denying the other party's dishes? In the end, there will be no winners in this game.

"Yes, cooking."

"It's just that the comparison method is different. We both took out the ingredients from our bodies and then made them into food and invited the diners to taste it. The highest-rated party won." The pig-head butcher said and pointed outside the canteen.

Jiang Ye turned around and ghosts were faced against the glass wall outside the cafeteria.

Some were bleeding from seven orifices, and some were empty in their eyes. Scarlet blood flowed out through their eye sockets, their face was pale and their body was swollen...

There are all kinds of strange things, and there are all kinds of forms.

They gathered crowded in front of the glass wall and tempered glass door, and they seemed to want to rush into the cafeteria.

"But there are many ghosts outside." Jiang Ye said with a frown.

A smile appeared on the pig-headed butcher's face: "It is precisely because of the many things that we can see more courage. Whoever has more ingredients will be more likely to gain the satisfaction of those ghosts."

It is hard to believe that a pig will smile, which looks so real.

There were some fine wounds on the huge pig's head, which became distorted with Mank O'Lean's smile.

What is the meaning of fighting?

Of course, this kind of competition is more interesting.

Both of us are the ingredients in our hands, and those diners are the ghosts crowded outside.

Seeing the ghost outside the wall, the ghost baby grinned and showed the tiny fangs in his mouth, making a slight low growl.

Jiang Ye also looked over.

"Oh, by the way, since he is your son and of course you are your accessory, you can also choose it as ingredients." The pig-headed butcher looked at the ghost baby sitting aside and gave a positive opinion.

Obviously, the pig-head butcher didn't take the two taels of meat from the ghost baby seriously.

"Single, Single..."

The slender sharpening stick and the serrated butcher knife in the hand were intertwined.

The pig-head butcher has sharpened his knife.

Jiang Ye laughed silently, a cunning look flowing in his eyes, then nodded and said, "Yes, we will compare this, but what if you lose but become angry?"

"This is of course based on the trust of both parties, and it is entirely based on self-consciousness."

"That's right, but I have a condition. If you lose, I won't kill you. What if you think of me as your master." Jiang Ye sat quietly in the seat, looking at the pig-headed butcher opposite with a calm expression.

Although he couldn't see the other party's attributes, Jiang Ye's perception told him that the butcher was not simple, and he was the kind of powerful master.

"Hahaha, let's talk about it before." Mank O'Lian laughed, then opened the door leading to the kitchen and invited Jiang Ye to enter the kitchen.

With the flesh and blood rolled back, Jiang Ye changed back to the human form and walked in along the kitchen door.

As the kitchen door opened, the canteen door opened immediately, and the ghosts flocked in were like a tide.

There are all kinds of ghosts.

However, after they came in, they did not rush to the kitchen, nor did they rush up. Instead, they quietly found seats one by one to sit down. It was very quiet, and there was no riot, and it was even quieter than the students at Jiangye School.

"Chief Chef, when will you have a meal today?"

A sound that sounded hoarse.

Jiang Ye looked back and saw that the other party's face was just right on the glass. There was no trace of blood on his pale face. His eyes were wide, with only the whites but no pupils.

"As a diner, the first quality is to wait quietly. Delicious food always takes some time." The pig-head butcher's voice was a little cold and he walked towards the kitchen without turning his head.

Jiang Ye looked at the other party and was about to turn around and enter the kitchen, the female ghost smiled at Jiang Ye, looking weird and terrifying, as if she was saying to Jiang Ye: "I saw you."

This female ghost thought Jiang Ye was a ingredient when she saw this human, but she didn't know that Jiang Ye's temper has always been not very good, and her personality can be said to be extremely bad.

"Hmph." Jiang Ye snorted coldly and turned back to the butcher form.

"The judgment was successful..."

The female ghost suddenly showed fear and looked panicked, and left the dining table in front of her in a hurry.

In other words, there is still a competition, otherwise Jiang Ye wouldn't mind giving Guiying another dessert before meals. He is not a good-tempered person.

The kitchen has a large space and the stove is enough. All stoves are spotless. Even the corners of the kitchen are spotless. It can be seen that the person who uses the stove is a careful and patient person.

After all, things like oil and dirt don’t disappear by breathing, but require effort to wipe them.

There are two chopping boards, two rows of knives, both refrigerators and ovens and microwaves. Jiang Ye even saw large floor-standing ovens, as well as some large machines for processing meat fillings.

Jiang Ye exclaimed: "So complete?"

"Let's start." The pig-headed butcher looked at Jiang Ye, and then focused on the chopping board in front of him.

Jiang Ye nodded in agreement, and then he looked at the pig-headed butcher.

The pig-head butcher first cut a large piece of meat from his stomach, and then attacked his thighs.

Jiang Ye swallowed and spitted, not because he was greedy, but because he was a little uncomfortable.

Without thinking too much, Jiang Ye also started to do it. His life span is a life. In terms of materials, it must be that Jiang Ye has more materials in his hands.

So Jiang Ye has had a huge advantage since the beginning of this game.

"The lifespan I earn with my ability is definitely not a cheating person, after all, this is my ability."

Jiang Ye started to deal with it without thinking much.

Both of them chose to stew the soup tacitly. If the pig-head butcher wants to gain more recognition from ghosts with limited ingredients, they need to make the soup. In this way, the ghosts can be divided into a bowl.

Although it's not that enough.

Just like the seaweed soup, egg flower soup and even mung bean soup in school, many students can’t drink it, and only a few students can drink it.

Even if there is enough ingredients, it is impossible to take care of everyone, let alone when there is a lack of ingredients.

Half an hour passed in a flash...

Looking at Jiang Ye’s mountain of ingredients, and even the other party was still enjoying it, the pig-headed butcher felt that it was a mistake to compare Jiang Ye with this.

I originally thought that Jiang Ye’s human form was just a thin stalk, but there was no two taels of meat in total. Even the other party’s butcher form was only strong, and there was not much meat in real terms. First of all, it was fair. But now when I looked at it, the pig-head butcher knew how outrageous he was wrong.

The aroma of the broth has spread from the pot.

There is indeed a difference in the cooking skills of the two, but it seems that Jiang Ye found that the gap is not that big, so he still has a chance to defeat the other party. Of course, with the current ingredients, Jiang Ye's chance of defeating the other party is already very high.

Olein can make two barrels of soup or even three barrels of soup, but Jiang Ye can make nine barrels and ten barrels, which is the gap.

After another half an hour, Jiang Ye and ten stoves were used together, and the fragrance in the big pot had completely spread?

"I'll cook myself, and I'll cook myself?" Jiang Ye added salt one by one, then put the seasonings one by one, and finally covered the pot with the lid.

And the pig-head butcher only has three pots.

He raised the serrated butcher knife and measured it at other parts of himself. After a long time, the pig-head butcher did not take action.

There is really no place to start.

"I'm called winning by quantity. It's not considered a victory." Jiang Ye looked at the pig-headed butcher with a bright smile.

Mank O'Lian shook his head and said, "No."

"I admit defeat."

"Oh, is that right?" Jiang Ye's smile became even brighter.
Chapter completed!