At this time, Xiao Jianzi returned to being a waiter from the previous transparent one, and came up with a tray. A set of tea sets, a pot of tea, and a plate of snacks. Yu Jian seemed to have returned to the Zhenguan period. She was also like this, serving the most noble
People present the latest food from Guanglu Temple.
Old Man Jin also blinked at her, and Yu Jian screamed strangely in her heart. The little old man must be holding back some big move.
Watanabe Murakazaki misjudged Jin Changguo. Not only was this little old man not a so-called pedantic scholar, on the contrary, although he admired the ancients, he could also accept new things. Moreover, this little old man had a well-known advantage, that is, he was special.
Protect your shortcomings! People from the Little Neon Kingdom dared to scream in front of him, but he didn't take it seriously at all.
Watanabe stepped forward and blocked Yu Jian's way. He glanced at the things on Yu Jian's tray and said in a deep voice: "I'll go first." It's important to seize the opportunity. People often take the first bite of themselves.
The food I ate was impressive.
Yu Jian glanced at him steadily, with pity for his lack of confidence in his eyes. He smiled slightly and took a step back: "Please."
Watanabe Village pointed with one finger, and the helper carefully displayed the differences that are characteristic of the neon country. The tea cup is grass green, the tea soup is golden, and the three thousand years old is placed on the small white disk. From a distance, it looks like the cool breeze after the rain.
In the air, the flowers blooming proudly are so beautiful.
Jin Changguo was impressed by him: "What Mr. Watanabe created is more like a scenery."
Speaking of which, this is also the uniqueness of Watanabe Muraichi. He is good at using props to lay out wagashi. Wagashi of different colors and shapes, combined with different tea sets and plates, outline an unusual scene.
Watanabe Muraichi looked proud after being praised by him, and his eyebrows gradually showed a wild look. He made a neon salute: "Please, Principal Jin."
Jin Changguo picked up the tea cup and smelled the tea first. The tea soup was already a little cold and the aroma of the tea was much weaker. He took a sip and the bitter taste swept through his entire mouth in an instant. He put down the tea cup calmly and turned to squeeze it.
Holding the pink wagashi, his tentacles were a little soft and waxy. He used less force, trying not to damage the shape of the wagashi, and took a small bite. The one filled with red bean, Jin Changguo used his tongue to roll the wagashi peel stuck to his teeth, a root plant
The taste is too strong and heavy, the outer layer is sticky and loose, and the flavor balance and texture of the dough and fillings are average.
And the most important point, he sighed slightly: "It's not sweet."
Watanabe Murichi replied: "Of course it's not sweet. The wagashi I make is different from other people's. It tastes extremely light and sweet."
Jin Changguo looked at him and realized that Watanabe Murichi had no idea what the problem was, so he shook his head and said, "Next."
Yu Jian followed closely and walked forward. She put down the tray and held the teapot in her hand. She tilted it slowly. A stream of bright tea liquid slowly flowed down from the spout, spinning and jumping in the tea cup, and gradually became calm.
"In the misty rain, the clouds and mist of Lushan Mountain appeared. This tea is called Yunwu Tea. Mr. Jin, try it." Yu Jian filled the tea soup and handed it to him.
Jin Changguo slowly blew the hot air of the tea soup. The aroma of Yunwu tea was fresh and long-lasting, flowing towards the tip of his nose along with the white smoke. There was also a faint hint of bean curd in the aroma. The soup was yellow-green and bright, and the entrance was mellow and delicious.
Sweet.
He picked up the big paper-skinned walnuts on the plate again. Just as he was about to play with them, he felt something was wrong. He got closer and took a closer look. Then he let out a surprised "eh" sound. He coughed lightly and said, "This is made of flour."
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Yu Jian smiled and nodded: "It's a classic work of my Uncle Wu."
Using the old capital's way of eating walnuts, Jin Changguo used his thumbs to open the walnuts from the middle and took a bite of the filling first. The flavors of the five nuts were perfectly blended together, and no one took the lead. Then he took a bite of the walnut shell.
, crispy to the naked eye, and taking another sip of hot tea, the three collided in the mouth, gradually softening into a wonderful taste, which made Jin Changguo Zheng personally unable to stop eating.
"It's great! But I haven't had such authentic tea in many years." Jin Changguo took off his reading glasses and gave a thumbs up to Wu Guoliang, his eyes and expressions full of admiration for him, "Your craftsmanship is quite good.
It’s at the level of a national treasure.”
Wu Guoliang waved his hands repeatedly: "You think so highly of me, I only have this little skill. There are thousands of talented people in China, and they are much more capable than me..."
After saying this, Jin Changguo was even more satisfied with him. Not only was this man skilled in craftsmanship, he also had a higher mind and vision than ordinary people. He was a talent.
"Principal Jin——" Watanabe Murichi interrupted their lively conversation, "You haven't said the results of the competition yet." Is it that Watanabe Murichi's three thousand years old is far better than Wu Guoliang's walnuts?
I have to say that apart from feeling good about themselves, the people of Neon Country also have a particularly poor sense of vision. Needless to say, looking at Jin Jangguo’s attitude towards the two, you know that Wu Guoliang must have won. Even the cameraman looked at it.
When he couldn't go on anymore, he reminded him in a low voice: "Mr. Watanabe, there is a high probability that you will lose."
"How is that possible?!" Watanabe Village's eyes widened, he looked at Jin Changguo in disbelief, and started talking nonsense, "Principal Jin, do you have the ability to judge the quality of our works? Are you biased towards you Chinese people?"
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Such unfounded charges were all placed on Jin Changguo's head. He suddenly became angry and was not polite to Watanabe Village: "Mr. Watanabe, do you remember that I said that your wagashi is not sweet?"
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Is there any problem with this? Watanabe looked at him puzzled.
"Not to mention that there are constant flaws in your works, but as for the sweetness, you are wrong. Drinking tea with refreshments is originally a 'proper' thing. But the combination of this refreshment is very particular. Green tea is fresh and refreshing.
Bitter and astringent, it should be paired with sweet; white tea is soft and subtle, and should be paired with light; yellow tea is pure and gentle, which is also a sweet combination; oolong glycol has a strong rhyme, and should be eaten with salty food; black tea is mellow and rich, and should be paired with sour; black tea is mellow and full,
It's oily. Let's say that the tea in your Neon Kingdom should be Gyokuro among the four types of green tea. The tea tastes bitter, but you have made the taste of wagashi so light that it can't neutralize the bitterness of the tea at all." Jin Changguo pointed out.
His most fatal point, looking at his astonished expression, he added, "I heard that the people of Neon country have always been rigorous in doing things, so I shouldn't fail to consider this issue."
The implication is that you, Watanabe Muraichi, are a craftsman-level figure after all. How could you make such a small mistake?
Wu Guoliang added coolly to the situation: "I'm afraid he didn't invent this so-called three thousand years old, right?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was silent, and everyone's attention was focused on Watanabe Murichi. At this moment, Watanabe Murichi was so shocked that he couldn't control his expression. The camouflage mask on his face was getting bigger and bigger every inch.
He cracked and looked at Wu Guoliang with a horrified expression.