Xu Qiao was unsure: "This is not like the folk food competition in Shishi City, it is all small-scale. This time she is quite tall, so I'm afraid she's embarrassed."

Zhou Yansheng thought for a while: "What's the point? Learn some unique secret recipe from your master!"

Xu Qiao still hesitated: "No, I feel too stressed, I am afraid of accidentally smashing my only sign."

Zhou Yansheng looked at her with contempt: "Can you have some success? No matter when, you must keep your courage and move forward bravely!"

Xu Qiao lay on the back of the sofa and sighed: "No, I am not alone now, there are dozens of people waiting for dinner behind me. We must be careful and take every step forward."

Zhou Yansheng hugged Xiaoxiao and continued to circle, laughing funny and laughing: "Shengsheng, tall, tall."

Xu Qiao looked at the two of them laughing around the room, thinking about who would be better to attend this event.

This is indeed a rare publicity opportunity, and naturally it also brings together the best hotels and hotels in the city.

Many of them are century-old brands or big stores with good reputation. They compete with others and are a little lacking in confidence!

During lunch, Zhou Yansheng took Xiaoxiao to the store for a walk, watching the business as better than he expected.

Xu Qiao is willing to make some thoughts on many small things. She will give the lady a rose after the meal, and prepare many exquisite small gifts and small toys for girls and children.

Sometimes I will bake some small desserts myself for birthday guests.

It makes people feel kind and warm.

The service number, the dishes are good and thoughtful, so there are naturally more repeat customers.

After Xu Qiao went to deliver Tang to Gu Chengchuan, she rushed over again. Xia Tian had a heavy task to police. Tang still couldn't hand it to Gu Chengchuan himself.

Zhou Xianhua was smiling while teasing a seven or eight-month-old child with his hands behind his back.

When I saw Xu Qiao, I came over with a smile: "It just so happens that I have something to tell you, go upstairs."

In the office upstairs, Zhou Yansheng was watching Xiaoxiao have lunch. Their lunch could be eaten later, but Xiaoxiao couldn't. He had to eat at the right time, and the appetite was still large, so he would get angry if he didn't eat it.

After entering the house, Zhou Xianhua opened the right point: "Which meeting was Yan Sheng who said he wanted to attend?"

"Food Culture Exhibition." Xu Qiao explained it. She didn't tell Zhou Xianhua about this because she didn't want Zhou Xianhua to worry about it at such an old age.

Zhou Xianhua looked at Xu Qiao: "Do you want to participate?"

Before Xu Qiao said no, Zhou Xianhua spoke directly: "Since it is food culture, we must go. Qiao Qiao, just go, I'm not sure if I pass this craft to others."

Xu Qiao was surprised: "Ah? I have no idea?"

Zhou Yansheng watched the fun on the side: "I'm still timid at this time, but I don't look like Xu Qiao!"

Xu Qiaoxin made a fuss: "That's OK, I'll try it."

Zhou Xianhua waved his hand: "Don't be so nervous. Even if we lose, we won't lose in terms of the taste of the food, but in terms of time. After all, you are young."

Xu Qiao: "..."

Zhou Xianhua has already started to think about what dishes to cook in the competition: "The spring scenery of the hundred flowers and the two lotus roots play the lotus and the spring scenery are drunk. One dish and one dessert, we don't prepare many of them. These two dishes are simple and easy to make, and you can finish them alone."

Xu Qiao has heard of these two dishes, but she has never had the chance to eat them. According to the book, the Lady of the Palace loved these two dishes very much at that time. They looked ordinary and light, but had an extremely rich taste.

Later, many people followed suit and learned, but they always felt a little bit worse.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xianhua would.

Zhou Xianhua sighed: "Many people can't imitate these two dishes, but they just put in the wrong ingredients. There are thousands of spices, many similar ones, but they smell the same, but the taste they make is different."

The food conference was held on August 18 in the small auditorium on the fifth floor of a hotel.

Xu Qiao only has half a month to study.

Zhou Xianhua was not in a hurry to teach her how to do it, and she pulled Xu Qiao to smell the spices every day, which were similar in shape and placed in a gauze bag. Let Xu Qiao smell the smell through the bag and accurately say which spice it was.

Xu Qiao originally had a very sensitive sense of smell, but she has been a little confused in recent days.

Zhou Xianhua looked at Xu Qiao's condition incorrectly: "Forget it, you'd better go out and take this too seriously, making yourself nervous."

It happened that Huo Xinyan called and called her to chat.

Huo Xinyan, who had appeared, still had plaster on her legs and couldn't stay at home, so she called Xu Qiaolai to take her to the fire brigade to sketch.

Xu Qiao looked at Huo Xinyan with a complicated expression: "Isn't it a bit miserable for you to go like this?"

Huo Xinyan jumped on the ground with one leg: "There is no problem at all. I am almost moldy when I stay at home. My grandparents have gone to my second uncle's house. My parents are working during the day, so I am really bored."

Xu Qiao looked at Huo Xinyan and looked at herself pitifully: "How about I take you to the only place and have a fun time with Xiaoxiao?"

Huo Xinyan said: "I just want to go to the fire brigade to draw. Don't worry, we won't go in. It's right at that gate. I'll start drawing sentinels first."

Xu Qiao's eyebrows were beating: "You are so persistent. Do you know how many degrees outside now? The surface temperature is almost fifty degrees, and you can steam it on the concrete floor. Are you not afraid of being hot and getting dried out?"

Huo Xinyan still insisted: "Don't be afraid, think about it, I can't sit still in such a hot day, but they have to train in high temperatures and wear such thick protective clothing. They are not afraid, what am I afraid of?"

Xu Qiao actually felt that what Huo Xinyan said made sense, so she finally helped Huo Xinyan with a cane and went to the fire brigade with a painting clip on her back.

Huo Xinyan really did what she said, but she didn't enter the gate and found a shade on the opposite side: "It's good here, you can see them climbing the tower."

Xu Qiao went to the noodle shop and brought Huo Xinyan a comfortable chair: "Anyway, if you are hot, you have to go back, so your legs can't be hot."

Huo Xinyan looked at the soldiers who were training high and climbing quickly, and waved her hand: "It's not hot or hot, you see, they are all training in the sun, I'm still under the shade of the tree."

Xu Qiao felt that Huo Xinyan was crazy now, but she looked at her really decently drawing on the drawing board, and stood on the side silently.

Only part of the training can be seen at this distance, and I can't see the face clearly, and I feel dark and shiny.

Huo Xinyan was not talking about it. She really planned to use firefighters as vegetarian dishes to draw a series of paintings and hold an exhibition about firefighters' lives.

I'm moved, so I pay attention.

The behavior of the two quickly attracted the attention of the sentry at the door. After a while, they ran over and saw that it was Xu Qiao, and were embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I won't be allowed to take photos here, and draw!"
Chapter completed!