Chapter 123 Don’t underestimate the power of chicken 4
Zhou Yuanzhou felt that he was probably crazy.
Otherwise, why would I shed tears over this bowl of white chicken soup and still be unable to restrain myself?
While crying, he took a spoonful of five-color rice and put it into his mouth, and took another sip of the soup.
what to do……
I want to cry even more...
It's so delicious! This bowl of chicken soup, which looks rich but is actually sweet in the mouth, reminds him of his childhood. Even though he is a business tycoon now, there were times when he was poor. His mother died when he was young and his father was busy.
His career had no time to take care of him, so he was left alone in a remote countryside. The only companions for him were his deaf-mute grandma and an old yellow dog.
Although grandma can't speak, she won't blame him no matter how naughty he is. Instead, she always boils a pot of chicken soup and simmers it over low heat. When he comes back, the chicken soup is far less delicious than the one in this black glazed bowl.
But he just felt that the flavors of the two were surprisingly similar, and they both carried a kind of... emotion that he couldn't get rid of...
The camera once again captured Zhou Yuanzhou's embarrassing appearance, and showed his tearful appearance in front of everyone, so clearly that everyone could see a speck of eye droppings left in the corner of his eye.
What kind of smell is it that makes people unable to describe it and makes them cry? Li Xiang secretly guessed, looking at the little boss with doubts in his eyes.
Yu Jian was concentrating on stirring the milky-white chicken soup. To be honest, even she wanted to taste the taste of the fairy crab soup.
…
All living beings have different appearances, all appearances are mortal, and mortals have their own seven emotions and six desires.
This bowl of Immortal Pork is said to be the way of the Immortal, but it evokes all kinds of expressions of all living beings.
Some people were silent, some laughed, some shed tears, some sang loudly... But without exception, they all felt that this soup was very wonderful. When I asked again, I could only say "fresh", no matter how many more words I had, I couldn't say it.
Already.
Looking at the expressions of the audience and judges, Tang Yuan sighed helplessly. He was probably going to lose again, and he lost twice at the hands of the same person.
Even though the other party was Yu Jian, he started to feel a little resentful.
"Little girl, can you give me a bowl of your chicken soup?" Tang Yuan asked across the aisle.
Yu Jian only had the last bowl of immortal rice left in her hand. She originally wanted to keep it for herself to try, but Tang Yuan's expression clearly said: Do you dare not give it?
She could only silently put down the spoon, made a gesture of invitation, and pouted: "You can also give me a taste of the food you cooked!" As courtesy, she had already smelled the fragrance of mango, and she was so greedy.
Moreover, the mango yogurt curry chicken was golden in color and topped with thick yogurt. Yu Jian couldn't wait to try this fresh taste.
It is smooth in the mouth. The chicken is surrounded by curry and yogurt, and the taste is extremely sweet. The soft and glutinous mango pieces that can be chewed inside add a different flavor to this dish.
"Ninety-nine points!" Yu Jian's eyes lit up after eating, and she was impressed by the novel taste. She said to Tang Yuan, "There is only one point left because I am afraid that you will be proud!"
This girl is teasing him with her teeth bared!
"I'm not proud at all." After all, I might not be able to compare with her, so where can I be proud?
Thinking of this, Tang Yuan felt something was wrong again. Ever since Yu's restaurant opened next to Lantingxuan, he had never found the feeling of dominance that he once had, and he had to be dragged away by people from Lao Yu's family from time to time.
Come out and do some torture.
This is simply...
It's totally shameful!
…
Just when everyone thought that there was no suspense in this match and that Yu Jian should win, the result came out: both sides were tied.
Even the host couldn't believe it. He checked with the director for a long time before announcing: "The second round of the Chinese and Western cooking competition ended in a draw. Now, please look at the number of votes each side received on the big screen.
"
Among the five judges in the venue, Yu Jian was recognized by three, and the other two voted for Tang Yuan. Among them was Wang Song, who didn't even drink a sip of the fairy's juice.
Thirty of the forty audience judges voted for Yu Jian, but they were defeated. In the voting outside the venue, Tang Yuan actually took the lead and was far ahead in the number of votes.
Even he himself was full of surprise at this result. Could it be that someone bought a cheating device?
certainly……
There it is!
Old God Wang Song was sitting on the judges' bench, very satisfied with the result. It all started when he accepted the invitation from the program team.
Someone came to him with a heavy gift, the purpose was to prevent him from letting anyone win. He dominated the field and passed on the information in time. When Yu Jian started to make immortals, he secretly said something bad and had already used the bathroom to go to the bathroom.
At that time, I sent a message to that person.
Outside the court, that person will use all his power to change the voting results.
He hugged his chest and looked at everyone's astonished expressions with interest. This feeling of playing with people in the palm of your hand... is really good!
"You win." Tang Yuan said softly amidst the roaring sound of the accelerator. Although he didn't want to admit it, Yu Jian's Immortal Bidding was indeed very clever, and it aroused his long-standing thoughts.
A warm moment that I remember again.
The little girl was tinkering with her cell phone. She didn't even raise her head after hearing this, and said perfunctorily: "It's not a tie."
"No, you just win."
Yu Jian put away her phone and turned her head to meet his gaze. There was no jealousy, no envy, no emotion in this gaze, it was just a look at her.
She pursed her lips into a line and asked, "Is winning or losing really that important?" After two competitions, she had already calmed down. In the long history, what food can bring to everyone has never been utilitarian.
It is above all else...warmth?
Yes, whether it’s tears or laughter, these are the deepest desires in the heart for happiness.
She hopes that what she makes can bring happiness to everyone.
Sure enough, he is still a child.
Tang Yuan patted her head with his hand and laughed out loud: "Winning or losing, sometimes it's important, sometimes it's not. But I won't suffer a loss if I lose to you. After all... you'd better call me when you go back."
Brother’s…”
In an instant, his face became thicker again. Yu Jianguo now regarded him as half a son, and Yu Jianping would sigh in front of him from time to time, asking him round the corner if he was interested in abandoning the dark side and studying Chinese cuisine.
All his lifelong knowledge was taught to him.
"What good brother? Are you afraid you have a convulsion in your head again??" Yu Jian looked at him as if he was a lunatic. This man was talking nonsense again.
Nonsense?
When you go back, you will know whether what I said is nonsense...