Transmigration: The Little Chef Calls The Shots-Chapter 1564 - 355, Picked the Wrong One (Second Update)_2

As the competition was about to begin, the commoners in the audience area were about all seated, and the twenty people in the commoners’ judging area had almost taken their seats. Now, it was only their area that was still in commotion, which made Su Tianrui suddenly feel anxious.

Su Tianrui was anxious, and He Lienuo also got impatient. He spent two thousand taels of silver buying the invitation, and as soon as he sat down, someone came over and said he was mistaken.

Two thousand taels of silver, how could there be a mistake?!

"It’s clear who’s usurping whose place, Second Master Su knows very well! When I bought this invitation from Second Young Master Xia’s hands that day, you were there too. Whether I’m sitting in the wrong place or not, don’t you know?"

As soon as Xia Zheng was mentioned, Su Tianrui was immediately provoked into laughter, heh-heh-ing and curling his lips: "Right, I was there at the time, so I know, you, are, sitting, wrong!"

He Lienuo’s brow furrowed slightly and his eyes narrowed dangerously, a crow’s feet wrinkle appearing at the corner, which, to those who know him, is a sign that He Lienuo is harboring lethal intentions.

Su Tianrui didn’t understand him, naturally did not know this, but was still startled by his gaze and his heart thumped in fright.

He forced himself to stay calm, he took out his invitation, unfolded it, and over the heads of the tall and short men in front of him, he shook it vigorously at He Lienuo, all the while repeating: "Look, No. 1 of Tianzi, it’s written clearly on my invitation! You got it wrong, you got it wrong!"

He Lienuo had good eyesight indeed, although his head did not turn in that direction, his peripheral vision did catch a glimpse of the invitation in Su Tianrui’s hand, and indeed, it did have the words No. 1 of Tianzi written on it.

However, there was still something different about the invitation Su Tianrui was holding compared to his own, an odd feeling arising in his heart.

Whose invitation is the fake one, after all? Could it be that my invitation is really fake?

An image of Xia Zheng’s mocking smile suddenly surfaced in He Lienuo’s mind, his heart skipping a beat.

Could it be, he was truly deceived by that black-hearted guy?

As he was pondering this, a certain black-hearted person came sauntering over, beaming with joy. Before he even got close, that insufferable remark could be heard: "Oh! Young Master Helian is really in high spirits today, actually coming to participate in the competition. However, this invitation of yours brought in three people, which is a bit unjustifiable, isn’t it?"

He Lienuo lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, waving his hand to dismiss the tall and short men to the side.

Then he stood up from his seat, and with a somewhat profound look at Xia Zheng, he curled his lip into a low chuckle, "Second Young Master Xia’s timing is impeccable, please explain this situation to me. How come there are two identical invitations?"

As he asked this question, He Lienuo already had a rough idea in his mind, but he hoped that Xia Zheng, considering those two thousand taels of silver, would give him an explanation.

But unexpectedly, he still underestimated the thickness of Xia Zheng’s face.

Xia Zheng leaned forward to take a look at the invitation held by the short man, then suddenly slapped his own forehead in annoyance, saying: "Oh, my memory!"

Seeing his reaction, uncertainty surged in He Lienuo’s heart. What does that mean? A memory lapse led to a mix-up?

Sure enough, Xia Zheng laughed uncomfortably, though he kept saying sorry repeatedly, there was not a shred of genuine regret in his eyes.

"I’m really sorry, Young Master Helian. That day, you took out two thousand taels of silver all at once, which made me so excited that I got a bit carried away and mistook the invitation. Actually, Young Master Su has the invitation for this spot. Your invitation is number ten, not one!"

Number ten?

He Lienuo’s face darkened, snatching the invitation from the short man’s hand, and pointed to the characters of No. 1 of Tianzi on it to show him: "You say it’s number ten? Look closer, is this ten? This is clearly one, one!"

Xia Zheng raised an eyebrow, leaned in closer to take a look, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, it’s one."

Having expected the man to argue, He Lienuo was even prepared for confrontation. Unexpectedly, he admitted it so readily that He Lienuo was momentarily at a loss for words.

"However..."

Xia Zheng chuckled and grabbed Su Tianrui’s hand that was holding the invitation, pointing to the characters written on it and said, "Young Master Helian, please look here, at ’No. 1 of Tianzi’. This ’one’ here is the real deal. Oh, no, perhaps I should say ’yi’ to be accurate."

The slender finger tapped on the character "Number yi" as Xia Zheng smiled harmlessly, his teeth even reflecting the winter sunlight, making He Lienuo really want to punch him and knock out all his teeth!

He just knew it, how could this guy turn against his own brother over two thousand taels of silver? Turns out he was waiting here for him!

But even though ’one’ and ’yi’ are different, He Lienuo still argued his case – even if his own ’one’ was merely a single stroke, it was still a ’one’ and not a ’ten’!

"Second Young Master Xia, your point is rather far-fetched, no matter what it looks like, mine is still a ’one’, not a ’ten’!"

"No no, it is indeed a ’ten’!"

Before He Lienuo could finish, Xia Zheng already shook his head and waved his hands to correct him, "My apologies, Young Master Helian, I was busy that day and accidentally got something else on my finger, so, your ’ten’ unintentionally became a ’one’."

While saying so, Xia Zheng licked his fingers and then reached out with his saliva-covered fingers in front of He Lienuo, laughing continuously, "Come come come, let me return the ’ten’ to you, come on!"

Who is He Lienuo? He’s someone who has been raised in luxury and comfort since childhood, a man who pursues excellence and perfection in everything. How could he tolerate someone waving saliva-covered fingers in front of him?

"You, get away! You dirty disgusting man!"

While protesting, He Lienuo frantically used the invitation and the Ink jade bone fan in his hands to swat away Xia Zheng’s dirty fingers that were drawing near, his feet clad in Black Pearl Boots also stepping back repeatedly. He nearly stumbled onto a chair and took a nasty fall!

Seeing his reaction, Xia Zheng and Su Tianrui couldn’t help but laugh unkindly. The rumors didn’t lie – this He Lienuo really was a clean freak and a fool!

Feeling the saliva on his fingers beginning to dry, Xia Zheng deliberately dipped his finger into his mouth again, even disgustingly sticking out his tongue, causing He Lienuo to subconsciously cover his mouth, feeling his stomach turn.

"You, get away, get away! Quick, stop him, stop him!"

With one hand covering his mouth and the other wielding the Ink jade bone fan, He Lienuo directed the tall and short individuals to stop Xia Zheng, the invitation in his hand already thrown to the ground.

Xia Zheng, quick on his feet, grabbed the invitation before the two oddly different-height individuals could approach.

"Young Master Helian, take a look, I am returning the ’ten’ to you!"

Waving the invitation at He Lienuo, Xia Zheng then smeared ’one’ with his saliva-covered finger.

All of them widened their eyes and indeed saw the ’one’ character getting moist and slowly revealing a vertical stroke, perfectly forming together with the ’one’ to make a ’ten’!

Could this be the trick to it?

He Lienuo widened his eyes, no longer feeling disgusted, his gaze glued to the invitation with the ’ten’ now appearing normal, his mouth agape in astonishment.

So it was this thing!

It is said that a long time ago, a remarkable master researched a kind of ink that, once written with and dried, the characters would vanish, only to reappear upon contact with water!

He had thought that such a substance had vanished from the world upon the passing of this master, but who knew someone actually had gotten their hands on this ink.

Dayong, indeed a place brimming with talented figures!

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