Jiang Xiaoshu was so careless on the side, but everyone on the other side was at a loss at this moment.

In a large mansion west of Bajun city, chefs carrying their own ingredients and seasonings have already entered the venue. The grandest "King of Chef Competition" in Yizhou is about to stop entering the venue in one stick of incense.

Just before leaving, Wang Jinwei repeatedly counted his ingredients and seasonings, and after confirming that there was no omission, he set out confidently. However, when he entered the door, Liu Lingwei shouted to Wang Jinwei: "Wang Jinwei, you have to come on. As long as you make the 'gathering together' beautifully, the champion will definitely be you..."

Wang Jinwei's body stiffened and took it back the moment before his toes stepped into the yard. He returned to the two of them. Before Liu Lingwei understood what had happened, Sheng Yujin blurted out:

"That book..."

Wang Jinwei nodded bitterly.

Liu Lingwei also understood immediately, and she patted her forehead:

"Ah, it's over!"

Last night, the storm broke out, which made everyone exhausted. After being busy until midnight, they fell asleep. Everyone also forgot something - the recipe that Wang Jinwei wanted to use to participate in the competition.

Wang Jinwei squatted down lonelyly. After Liu Lingwei and Sheng Yujin looked at each other, they both remained silent.

Wang Jinwei clenched his fists, raised his head, and said with a forced smile:

"It's okay. I didn't know the recipe was still there before, so it's no big deal..."

"But if he knew, but he didn't get it, it wouldn't be even more...uh!" Sheng Yujin was halfway through, and suddenly shrank his hand in pain. After seeing Liu Lingwei's warning eyes, he closed his mouth afterwards, but it was too late.

"Yes," Wang Jinwei sighed:

"Young Master Sheng, you said it well. Before this, I always felt that no matter how much I made it, but after knowing that the recipe was still there, I felt that I couldn't make it well. If I didn't use the book to prove it, I would have no confidence..."

"In martial arts, your heart of Tao has been damaged. At the least, all martial arts are lost, and at the worst, the fire is gone..." Liu Lingwei subconsciously took over the conversation and was about to perform. Suddenly, Sheng Yujin stabbed herself in the back, and she immediately covered her mouth.

Wang Jinwei was even more frustrated:

"I lost all my martial arts... I was very appropriate. Now I felt empty and my hands and feet were a little out of control, and I was afraid that my hands would tremble even if I hit the egg."

Liu Lingwei suddenly said:

"Is it still time to get it now?"

Sheng Yujin shook his head:

"It takes at least half an hour to walk away from the stone house. No matter how fast I run, it will be too late for a stick of incense, unless Jiang Xiaoshu is here..."

"He seems to have something to do, and he hasn't seen him since last night..." Liu Lingwei immediately denied Sheng Yujin's idea, but she racked her brains, but she couldn't think of any other ideas. She had to sigh dejectedly, and her eyes gradually turned red.

Seeing this, Wang Jinwei quickly comforted him at a loss:

"Ah, don't do this... Miss Liu, you have helped me a lot. This has nothing to do with you two. I am just thinking about participating in this competition. Don't ruin your mood..."

"It's all my fault," Liu Lingwei said with a flat mouth:

"If I hadn't taken that 'shortway' last night, I would have gotten it long ago..."

"But in this way, Wang Jinwei's father was captured by those people," Sheng Yujin denied Liu Lingwei:

"It's my problem. I saw the recipe in the stone house last night, so I put it next to the pillow, but I didn't take it."

"Young Master Sheng, don't say that. At that time, you thought my father was killed and was busy investigating. No one would remember the recipe." Wang Jinwei waved his hands repeatedly to stop the two of them:

"Young Master Sheng, Miss Liu, don't take all your mistakes to yourself... If you want to blame, you can only blame me for not being so lucky."

He stood up and sighed deeply:

"It's time for me to go in, you two... please come back. I'm afraid I won't have any good rankings, I'm afraid I'll let you down."

"Wait, Wang Jinwei." Liu Lingwei grabbed Wang Jinwei:

"There is still half a stick of incense, wait a little longer, maybe..."

But maybe she couldn't say anything.

Wang Jinwei shook his head:

"No need, Miss Liu, wait for this half of the incense stick, nothing will change."

He gently pushed Liu Lingwei's hand away and turned around to walk towards the door. Liu Lingwei raised her hand and was about to call him, but she didn't know what to say, so she had to let go silently.

"Let's go," Sheng Yujin whispered:

"He doesn't want others to see him lose."

"I won't leave," Liu Lingwei wiped her tears and said firmly:

"In my heart, Wang Jinwei is the best chef. A competition cannot prove anything. I want to wait for him to come out here. No matter what the result of the competition, I will tell him that he did not lose!"

"Who said he didn't have a book?" A cheerful and rough voice suddenly came from behind him, and Liu Lingwei turned her head in surprise:

"Uncle Wang Tie? Why are you here?"

Wang Tie walked up to the two of them and laughed:

"Little girls and boys, why are you so depressed?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Lingwei turned her head silently, and Sheng Yujin also closed her mouth. Wang Tie didn't care. After looking around, he said strangely:

"Where is that boy?"

Sheng Yujin pointed to the door:

"I'll enter the door soon..."

"This, this is not possible!" Wang Tie immediately shouted at the gate when he heard this:

"Wang Jinwei, come here for me!"

In fact, when Wang Tie arrived, Wang Jinwei had already heard it. He felt nervous, afraid that his father would stop him at this critical moment, so he secretly accelerated his pace and walked towards the door. When he heard Wang Tie's shout, his pace became faster, no different from running.

"Wang Jinwei, are you pretending to be dead?" Wang Tie saw that the more he shouted, his son ran faster and faster. He turned around in confusion and asked the two of them:

"This, why are this guy going crazy?"

"Uncle Wang Tie," Liu Lingwei suddenly turned her head, and said coldly with red eyes:

"We are already very sad. If you still want to stop him from playing at this time, Ling Wei will immediately let Sheng Yujin beat you up in public, do what he says, and never show mercy!"

Seeing Wang Tie being stunned, Liu Lingwei ignored him and walked straight to the side:

"Sheng Yujin, let's go there."

"But, but I'm not here to stop him." Wang Tie stammered and then took out a book from his arms:

"Liu Yatou, don't you tell him that he doesn't have books? I'm sending books now?"

What Wang Tie holds is the book "Wang's Medicinal Food"!

Liu and Sheng turned their heads in surprise.
Chapter completed!