The Muse turned around and wondered, "Oh, it's Lord Odo! Is there anything wrong?"

Odo said embarrassedly: "Uh... can you add a few people? My friends want to try it too."

Hearing this, objection suddenly came from below.

"no!"

"We can't eat it yet."

Muse was also stunned and looked at the rostrum. He found that the mayor nodded to him, so he took a breath and said, "After unanimous discussion by the organizing committee, allow..."

Before I finished speaking, the color of the color began to rise below.

"Unfair! Protest! We protest!"

"We want to try it too!"

Muse was sweating profusely, and finally discussed with the organizing committee, and decided to randomly select two audiences, and then draw lots to taste the food in order.

The number of judges has become more common, the food is limited, and the people who are not lucky can naturally not taste it.

The game continues, Odo is lucky, and he can often draw the first few draws, and the score he gives is always ten.

Not only him, Fufu, Bista, Weibull, and the three spectators also generally gave high scores.

There is no way, they don’t have the luck of Luffy, they can easily meet a partner with superb cooking skills and have never eaten real top food.

The contestants who are qualified to make their debut in the food competition are naturally top-notch.

"Then, the competition is almost over, and all the contestants have scored. Who is the highest person?"

Muse put on a classic POSS, putting one hand against his ear and stretching the microphone in the direction of the audience with the other.

The audience was quite proud of their face. Although they didn't taste it at all, they still called out names based on their impression of the contestants.

As soon as the microphone was closed, Muse raised his head, took a deep breath, held his strength, and shouted: "The final champion is..."

Five contestants stood on the court, facing the audience, and nervously waiting for the result.

"Nepul Rozi!"

Bang!

The ribbons fell on the head of a middle-aged man. He was stunned for a moment, then excitedly shook hands with other depressed contestants, and finally raised his arms to welcome the audience's cheers and congratulations.

Odo also applauded. He really had an impression of this Nepool. The barbecue he made was awesome.

If you insist on evaluating it, it is probably the same as the feeling when Odo was taken to barbecue by his parents for the first time in his previous life.

The wonderful texture that I had never felt before exploded on the taste buds and was evocative.

Neple won the food competition championship and was very excited. He ran to the guest seat to shake hands with the guests who supported him.

When it was Otto's turn, he said: "The food you made was delicious."

Naple smiled and said, "Is it delicious? That's enough!"

After the game, Odo found Mayor Aguirre and returned the money spent in the past three days to him as much as possible. After Aguirre repeatedly refused, he accepted it.

"There's one more thing," Odo sighed, "Your Puji City's cooking skills are really eye-opening. I'm going to recruit some chefs to cook in my territory. Can you recommend me? Especially that Neple."

Aguire smiled a little stiffly. He was willing to let Odo eat and drink for free here for free, but it did not mean that he was going to get involved with the Sky Pirates. After all, he was just afraid of Odo's reputation.

When Odo saw his expression, he explained: "It's not that they are pirates. You may not know that the Sky Pirates and the government have reached a friendly cooperative relationship. If you don't believe it, you can ask the government to confirm it. So according to the normal employment relationship, I want to hire a few chefs."

Odo's friendly attitude greatly dispelled Aguire's concerns. He hesitated: "If this is the case, then there will be no problem, but you need to talk to them yourself."

Bang, Odo snapped his fingers.
Chapter completed!