Liu Huicong didn't reply at all.
Although Li Wei's incident had caused a huge commotion, as a peripheral figure, she could only watch the show.
"Besides, if there were really ghosts and gods, why didn't the child's father come himself? An ancestor from hundreds of years ago came to find him.”
Liu Huicong! He chuckled.
As a person, rather than daydreaming, it was better to be down-to-earth.
The news of the ancestor's descent to pass on cooking skills continued to ferment on the Internet.
The Gao family's mother and son instantly became internet celebrities.
Then, the first seven nights.
"Little doll! Wake up!"
"Hmm? Who was it? The old man disturbed my sleep!"
Gao Yuheng looked displeased and looked at the old man in front of him fiercely.
“………”
"F * ck! This kid is so domineering! She actually dared to speak to her ancestor like this!”
The netizens looked at the live broadcast and felt a little embarrassed.
"What is it? You said you were the ancestor of the Gao family, but this time you came
You want to teach me cooking skills that have been passed down for hundreds of years?”
Xiao Gao tilted his head and looked innocent.
"That's right! Isn't it amazing?" Gao Tianbao stroked his beard with an arrogant expression.
"Tsk! Amazing, my ass."
"Who wants to learn cooking from you? If you have nothing to do, go reincarnate early!”
“………”
"Aha! A child's words are unquestionable! A child's words are unquestionable!
Old ancestor of the Gao family, if you don't mind, come to my place. My surname is also Gao. Maybe I'm the descendant of your youngest son!”
………
Standing beside Xiao Gao, Bai Xiaoge really wanted to give this devilish brat a big slap.
Gao Tianbao was able to appear in the Yang Realm in the form of a ghost because of him.
He spent 1000 points to exchange for a small item.
However, there was a time limit.
From the beginning, it only had seven days of effectiveness.
If he didn't succeed, not only would he not get the reward that Gao Tianbao promised, he would also waste 1000 points.
…………
"Humph! Seeing how sincere you are, I'll reluctantly learn it!”
He was finally going to learn it. The moment Xiao Gao nodded, the netizens in the live broadcast room felt relieved.
They were much more excited than Xiao Gao.
Finally, three days later, Xiao Gao
He had learned how to make authentic Gao family soup…Also known as soup!
However, compared to the old ancestor. His bowl of soup was probably only 30 - 40% of the ancestor's strength.
However, for an 8-year-old child, this was already very rare.
Xiao Gao didn't know what an inheritance was, nor did he understand the meaning of its existence.
However, whether it was delicious or not, his mouth was no worse than anyone else's.
After tasting his ancestor's cooking, only one word appeared in his mind! Delicious!
This mouthful of soup was indeed not something that ordinary chefs could compare to.
"Yes! He still had some talent and passed the test!”
Gao Tianbao took a bite and stroked his beard.
"I heard from your father that your mother always said that the milk tea shop is several times better than our Gao family's soup!”
"Brat! Go tell your mother to open the shop.
I'll boil a bowl of Gao family's soup and let the world judge whether my Gao family's soup can work or not!”
Gao Tianbao continued.
"Patriarch! Me! I can't! I haven't finished my apprenticeship yet!"
Gao Yuheng said weakly. He was wrong.
He was only eight years old. If he was to make a soup for the world to taste,
He was so weak. What if the society died?
Gao Tianbao glared at him, and Gao Yuheng immediately froze.
After nearly a week of hellish training,
This made Gao Yuheng, this old ancestor, both respectful and afraid.
This scene was also broadcasted live by Bai Xiaoge.
He was also looking forward to it.
Could the culinary skills that had been passed down for hundreds of years still make a splash in this era?
………
The next day.
Although this news was not announced, it had already spread like wildfire on the Internet.
Gao Yuheng also told Liu Huicong about this matter.
Although she didn't know if it was okay or not, seeing her son's serious face, she obeyed his wishes.
After a night of rest, Liu Huicong brought his son to the shop that had been closed for a few days.
Then, he contacted the food store and sent over some of the ingredients he needed.
What she didn't expect was that as soon as she opened the door, the shop was filled to the brim.
Among them, the bald boss led his brothers to take the lead.
In the morning, most of the people who came were locals of Hangzhou, so they were close to the city.
Those who were far away were still watching.
After all, this matter was a little too unbelievable.
Cooking was not something that could be accomplished just by talking.
Inheriting the cooking skills of the ancestors sounded good, but how could it be that easy?
It was a small matter if the food tasted bad. It might not be fun if food poisoning happened.
In the live broadcast room, the netizens were rolling on the bullet screen.
"Fellow Daoists, this venerable self has selflessly offered such a rare pit to you!”
"Brother, go and reserve a seat first. I'll be there in a while.”
"Brothers, let me know how it tastes.”
"I have to emphasize that we absolutely have no objections to our ancestor's craftsmanship. It's just that Xiao Gao...
This devilish brat doesn't look reliable! It's only been a few days, so let's go test the waters first.”
" Already in the shop…"
The shop was very popular.
The queue stretched from the street to the end of the street.
Liu Hui couldn't handle it alone.
However, the guests were unexpectedly quiet.
They consciously lined up and waited quietly.
There was no other reason. The live broadcast began.
They all saw their own figures in the screen.
Obviously, Bai Xiaoge was right beside them.
Great Wuchang maintained order, and no one dared to disobey.
18 levels of hell!
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