Why does Li Zhentong feel like Tang Rao is the most aggrieved person here?
"Tang Rao, why are those four looking for you? You need to be careful, those old sly foxes are not easy to deal with."
Li Zhentong sincerely advised Tang Rao.
Tang Rao knew Li Zhentong made sense, but since the old fellows were coming, he couldn't just kick them out, could he?
"I'll be careful. They are middle-stage gods, I'm early-stage. At worst, I'll suffer a bit at their hands, but if they want to kill , that's hardly possible."
Tang Rao was full of confidence in his abilities.
"Why is it not possible? Wait, did you say you're a middle-stage god now?"
Li Zhentong was so focused on Tang Rao winning the competition that he didn't notice Tang Rao's strength had advanced another step.
"Yeah, after the competition, I had nothing to do, so I sat on the bench for a while and just leveled up. I'm still a bit dumbfounded."
Tang Rao told everyone the sa story, after all, showing off cost nothing, and no matter how much he bragged, he wouldn't lose out.
"Tang Rao, you're a genius. The future of the Li Family is hopeful, it's hopeful!"
Li Zhentong clapped his hands until they turned red.
"Don't praise so much, I'll get embarrassed. Father-in-law, when the ti is right, bring the four here to Qi Qi's island to find . I'll go start the fire and cook first."
Today was the rare day when Tang Rao was personally cooking, a once-in-a-lifeti opportunity for Li Zhentong to enjoy such culinary delights.
Tang Rao asked Li Zhentong to escort the four referees, giving Li Zhentong a chance to show himself in front of them, letting them know who he was, and incidentally introduce himself as Tang Rao's father-in-law.
The four referees would then have to reconsider if they ever wanted to ss with Li Zhentong, whether or not they'd still want to cling to Tang Rao.
Li Zhentong blushed with excitent and waited at the door, without even taking a break to use the bathroom.
Tang Rao, on the other hand, took out his specialty barbecue, started the fire, skewer the at, and prepared the seasoning.
He also brought out several boxes of ice-cold beer.
He painfully took out a whole roast lamb, seasoned it perfectly, and only then started grilling the smaller items on the rack.
As soon as the four referees approached the door, they caught a whiff of the aroma.
It was a scent they had never experienced in the Divine Realm.
The spices Tang Rao used were unique to Blue Star, so it was natural the gods of the Divine Realm were unfamiliar with them.
"What is this sll, and why have we never encountered it?"
Fan Hua, the most composed and least talkative of the group, couldn't help but remark.
"It's my homade spice, do you want to try the taste?"
Tang Rao didn't formally invite them; after all, he had prepared stools, and everyone could grab their own stool and grill whatever they wanted. Wouldn't that be better?
"Sure, let's try it."
Fan Hua mimicked Tang Rao, sat on a stool, and started grilling a chicken leg.
The chicken leg had been seasoned, and as soon as it roasted a little, the aroma spread out.
Fan Hua thought grilling with just charcoal was too slow, so he added a bit of power to the fire.
Who knew that with the increased heat, the enticing sll quickly turned into a burnt ss.
"What's going on, it was just fine, how did it suddenly beco all burnt?"
If Fan Hua had waited a bit longer, the chicken leg would have been done. As it was, he had to start over.
"This is what they call 'haste makes waste.' To enjoy delicious food, you have to patiently wait for the grill; from grilling to eating is an experience itself."
Tang Rao, just a junior, actually started lecturing the elders. The funny thing was, in the pursuit of good food, these elders really took Tang Rao's words to heart.
"Everyone, have a seat. Make yourself at ho. Here, we all make our own food. That way it tastes better, have a try."
These people were always catered to no matter where they went. Only by making them do it themselves would they feel the effort, and eating would be more satisfying.
In the past, when Tang Rao was hungry and tired, he could eat an entire cow.
"Is there such a way of eating? Truly novel."
Mr. Wen followed Tang Rao and sat beside him.
In no ti, he regretted it.
Just when he was getting into it, Tang Rao took off his shoes, started picking at his feet while eating, and even took the ti to grab a can of beer to drink.
He sipped it and asked if anyone wanted to join. Initially, the sll of Tang Rao's feet killed their appetite, but it seems Tang Rao had a conscience, thinking that taking off his shoes was disrespectful, so he put them back on.
Unfortunately, he didn't think to wash his hands.
He handed a can of beer to the five of them with unwashed hands.
Though their faces looked a bit grim, they remained composed, their ntal fortitude strong, seemingly brushing it off, and courageously drank a can each.
After experiencing the cool sensation, they couldn't resist wanting to grab more good stuff from Tang Rao.
"No wonder Tang Rao didn't want to co to our place. Compared to what Tang Rao can make, those upper gods may never taste anything like this their whole lives. Our stuff isn't even worth ntioning in his eyes."
Zhou Jieming gave such a high appraisal of Tang Rao, who felt it was well-deserved. Barbecue, as a delicacy throughout Blue Star Yan Country, clearly showed its status.
"It's nothing special, really. Since it's you all who ca, this is my highest standard of hospitality. Due to rarity of ingredients, so people might have to wait years to enjoy sothing this good."
The more Tang Rao boasted, the greater they felt his greatness, because he could make sothing as good as barbecue.
"Tang Rao, you shared such good stuff with us. I feel a bit embarrassed indulging for free, so like last ti, Tang Rao, I'll gift you a maid."
Mr. Wen was sensible. Last ti he had gifted Tang Rao a young and beautiful maid who Tang Rao had sent to accompany Li Qi Qi. This ti offering another one would just fill the pair, perfect for playing gas like Mahjong.
"Mr. Wen knows well, so I won't be polite. Thank you, thank you."
Mr. Wen rely sent a beauty, and Tang Rao was this happy? Isn't that a little lacking in ambition?
"Tang Rao, how about I send you a hundred maids to choose from, how would that be?"
Spit.
Tang Rao nearly spat out old blood.
A hundred – does Referee Li think Tang Rao's family has plenty of rice, wanting to eat them poor?
"Thank you, but my ho is small and I'm not exactly rich. A hundred would eat into poverty, thank you anyway."
Tang Rao quickly and politely declined, remaining firm despite the allure.
"Then... what would you like, Tang Rao? As long as I have it, you can ask for it."
Indeed, the strongest families had grand gestures, and Tang Rao loved such grand gestures because his thick skin was tailored for them.
"Really, I can just ask for anything?"
Tang Rao had his eyes on the ring in Lao Li's hand, just wondering if Lao Li would let Tang Rao have a look.
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