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Zhang Le continued to pretend as he said, "It's a little better than what I imagined."

God of Food embarrassedly said, "The reason I disturbed this master this time was to ask you about this hotpot's ingredients and methods."

Zhang Le laughed in his heart. A good show was coming. So, this old man wanted the recipe of the hotpot from me. This time, I had to extort some from him.

He made up his mind.

Zhang Le said, "Ah, this hotpot, it's understandable that you can't produce it. After all, it can be considered the highest level of delicious food here."

Hearing Zhang Le's words, God of Food became even more modest. He said, "I also feel that the realm of hotpot is indeed extremely high in terms of delicacies."

When God of Food replied, Zhang Le almost laughed out loud. This hotpot was not even considered a delicacy level.

He didn't expect the old man to be so easy to coax. He was stunned by what the old man had said.

"So, this hotpot's recipe is a secret. If you want it, you must take something to exchange for it." Zhang Le replied.

God of Food saw something was going to happen. He immediately replied: "This old one is willing to give anything in exchange for the hotpot's formula."

So it turns out that people from the Heavenly Palace are so easy to fool. Could it be that the ancients are all so simple and honest? Zhang Le thought.

People these days were mean and mean, cunning and strange.

Even the rescue of a man on the road was slandered as a crime. The human heart is not ancient, and the world is going downhill.

Zhang Le continued: "Then what do you have that you can exchange with me?!"

"To be honest, I'm on duty in this Heavenly Palace. I really don't have anything to fish up, nor do I have any rare treasures to exchange with you." The God of Food replied.

Hearing him say that, Zhang Le's heart suddenly became cold, and he said: "You don't have anything to exchange with me, so why are you still talking about it here?

Zhang Le thought, this old man was not making fun of him. He wanted nothing more than a white wolf, he wanted nothing more than beauty.

Thus, he put the phone into his pocket and no longer wanted to bother with God of Food. It would be better to take a closer look at this beautiful young woman.

However, the phone continued to vibrate. It seemed like the God of Food was still reluctant to send him many messages.

The sound of his mobile phone made Zhang Le restless. He took out his phone and wanted to screen God of Food.

Opening QQ, he saw that God of Food had sent him a document and there were a few more messages below.

"Master, I definitely didn't mean to offend you. It's really because I don't value artifacts, so I've never collected any rare treasures."

"What this old man is most proud of is his culinary skills. I'll pass it on to you now. I hope you can experience it well."

Zhang Le looked at the package on top. The name was God of Food's secret that was not passed down.

Zhang Le thought, what's the use of me learning this secret that no one in God of Food has? I don't like cooking.

But when he thought about it again, there were many skills that did not affect him at all. Maybe one day he would use it.

It seemed that the old man from God of Food did not have any treasures. But he was kind enough to pass on his secret to me.

I can't let him down.

Thus, he replied the God of Food: "Since you are so considerate, I am not an unreasonable person. I will immediately pass on to you the hotpot's secret formula."

After saying that, Zhang Le immediately opened his phone's Baidu. After all, he had only eaten hotpot s, so how did hotpot s do that?

However, it was fine if he didn't know anything now. He would look for his mother if he had any problems.

In the input box, how to create a hotpot.

Tens of thousands of articles popped up all at once. Zhang Le did not pick or pick and instead, chose the longest copy and pasted it, sending it to God of Food.

As if he had obtained a treasure, God of Food replied Zhang Le, "Thank you for your grace. If there's anything I can help you with in the future, please do not hesitate to call me."

Zhang Le was amused by him: "Master God of Food, you should go and make the hotpot first, if you have any questions, you can ask me for guidance."

With that, he no longer wanted to bother with him, he just wanted to study this secret document of the God of Food.

She wanted to experience just how powerful this secret of the God of Food was. She was curious about what this secret of the could be like.

Opening the folder titled "The Secret of God of Food", Elder Zhang suddenly felt his phone vibrate.

He felt a warm current flowing from his hand into his arm, fusing into his body and slowly flowing to his other arm.

Then his thighs, then his calves, and finally, his entire body was wrapped by a warm current.

Zhang Le was shocked. What exactly was this secret? Why did it feel like it was an inner force cultivation method?

How would Zhang Le know that the highest realm of cooking was actually the same as martial arts, it required a considerable amount of skill.

It was not just an ordinary spoon.

It was not an exaggeration to say that a master in culinary arts was definitely a master in martial arts.

Zhang Le's entire body was slowly wrapped up by a warm current, and the images of various kinds of food started to appear in his mind. Like a movie, it flashed through his mind with the idea of a variety of dishes.

Zhang Le suddenly felt that he had mastered all of the dishes in an instant. He felt that there was nothing in this world that didn't know how to cook.

He wanted to scream a few times, and for a split-second he realized that he was in a hospital, and that if he were to shout he would be thrown out as a lunatic.