"I think they're absolutely right, but Grandmaster is a hundred times more powerful than they say." There was a rare hint of disdain in Cheng Han's tone.
It seemed that he despised the three of them for being clumsy and didn't know how to express the power of his Grandmaster.
Yuan Zhou was quite happy in his heart, but he still had to act like an expert. He said,"Little Yan, don't talk nonsense. I'm just a chef. At most, I can cook a little better."
"Is it a hundred million points?" "And Grandmaster's carvings are worth hundreds of millions of points," Cheng Yu said.
After watching the video, Cheng Han left. Yuan Zhou continued to immerse himself in the world of books. In his mind, he was thinking about the cooking of various foods and simulating various possibilities.
While master chef Restaurant was very quiet here, Moliere was in a bit of a mess.
"Dean, where are you now? why didn't you tell me that Chu came to China?"
