Chapter 240 The Battle between Sweet and Salty (2)
Compared with the trickle-like conversation style of the sweet-mouthed masters of the southern style, the salty-mouthed masters of the northern style seem to... have a slightly Sheniu attribute.
The master from the Beijing School, with his beer belly watered by years, happily put his arm on the shoulder of the master from the Jin School, and spoke in a loud voice: "Brother Wang, we haven't seen each other for a while. I heard that my sister-in-law just gave birth to a second child.
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Master Wang chuckled and said, "She is a daughter. She is as white and tender as a little bun." The first born was a gangster, growing up from childhood to adulthood, which caused a lot of trouble for Master Wang and his wife. He looked forward to the stars and the moon.
I longed for a soft and cute daughter, but I finally did enough ideological work on my daughter-in-law, and I got the daughter in one fell swoop due to the favorable policies.
It's so beautiful! He doesn't care about the result of the competition, it's the real thing to be eliminated as soon as possible and go back to accompany his daughter.
"A son and a daughter, they make up the word 'good'! I'm so envious of you!" the Shaanxi master who made the crystal persimmon cake said in disgust, "My two sons, it's too bitter..."
The masters of the Lu School, Jin School, and Dian School nodded in unison, showing envy at the same time.
Master Wang turned to Zhang Hua, a master from the Beijing School, and said, "I heard that your wife is also going to give birth to a baby? How about it? Is she a daughter?"
Zhang Hua was waiting for him to ask, and flicked his bangs triumphantly: "That's not true! I asked someone to look at it secretly, and I am a healthy little girl!"
The envious eyes of masters from the Lu, Jin and Dian schools turned to Zhang Hua again.
"I'm waiting to get a trophy back to show off to my daughter!" Zhang Hua said again, suddenly thinking about the upcoming second round of the competition, his tone was a little more serious, "Although we from the Northern Department usually like to eat salty food, we still like to eat salty food.
When it comes to pastries, those from the South are not that good."
Master Wang agreed: "Yes, there are many sweets in our pastries. The famous donkey rolling in the Beijing style, the Taikoo cake you just made, isn't it also a sweet!"
The master of the Jin sect who was questioned nodded repeatedly.
Everyone exchanged glances with each other, and all showed comfortable smiles. The glances from the south department had a vague sense of superiority.
What about the Southern Department?
Hey, no one thinks this is a problem at all.
Li Chao seemed to have become the wise man in the team. After listening to Bai Yu's question, he smiled slightly with a hint of disapproval on his lips: "Not to mention the strong salty barbecued pork cakes in the Cantonese style, the famous plum and vegetable pancakes in the Ning style
Master Bai, you underestimate the word "Bai". Nowadays, everyone thinks that Master Bai can only make steamed buns and snacks, but the orthodox "Bai", rice, noodles, noodles, cakes,
That has to cover everything. It’s just that some restaurants don’t have that many people, so one person often does both the red and white cases.”
Bai Yu was a little short of breath and observed the expressions of the other masters.
The master of Supai clicked his fingers and stretched, looking like a master with unique skills.
Bai Yu is a little short of breath. Although he can also make some other white dishes, he has specialized in making dim sum these years. In comparison, he seems... somewhat weak and helpless.
Li Chao noticed his embarrassment and patted him on the back to tell him to relax: "Don't worry, since we are already a big group, our ultimate goal is to defeat the other side. Tomorrow is ours
At home, we have to show the Northern Department our strength!"
Several people gathered together and whispered for a while, and also gave Bei Department a slightly unkind look.
…
It has to be said that with the mysterious operation of the organizer, everyone has high expectations for the second day of the game.
Naturally, there were supporters from both sides. Even the best friend group had differences. Oh, and Wu Jue, a provocateur, was also brought along.
This guy seemed to regard him as his fourth best friend, and was disliked by Huang Nuan.
"I like salty food. If I eat too much sweet food, I'll get tired and get fat." Huang Nuan gave a very good reason.
Chen Xinyi nodded in support, thinking of the sweet and greasy pancakes, a hint of disgust appeared in the corner of her mouth.
Of course, A-Jian makes refreshing sweetness, except for that.
Wu Jue disagreed and rushed to Huang Nuan, almost nose to nose with her, "Pastry must be sweet!"
"Salty!"
"Sweet!"
A world war is about to break out.
Yu Jian coughed helplessly, trying to break this inexplicable argument.
Unexpectedly, he was caught again in an instant. Wu Jue's eyes lit up, he grabbed her arm and asked: "Sister Ajian, judging from your professional perspective, is salty or sweet better?"
"Uh..." Yu Jian looked awkwardly at several people's expectant eyes at her at the same time. Her heart trembled and she said with a trembling voice, "I'm neutral..."
There is no absolute, everyone has different tastes and preferences.
Moreover, when it comes to eating, the best taste is what is suitable for it. The essence of seasoning is to stimulate the original flavor of the ingredients themselves.
"no!"
Huang Nuan and Wu Jue spoke in unison, and the loud volume from both parties was so shocking that Yu Jian took two steps back.
Wu Jue opened her big moist eyes and pitifully played the emotional card: "You are my sister, you are not allowed to support me?"
Huang Nuan pushed him away: "You are my best friend, don't we agree?"
Yu Jian was so frightened that she ran away...
Just two seconds after she ran away, Chen Xinyi held her chin and said calmly: "Just think that Ajian supports Tiankou, we are exactly two against two. At the end of the game, the loser will have the most expensive treat to go to the Magic City."
Chinese restaurant for dinner!”
"make a deal!"
When their eyes met, a burst of intense electric current "sizzled" out.
And Yu Jian, who had no idea, was hastily decided on her fate...
The news of the salty-sweet battle was quickly posted on social platforms. If the winner of the red-case competition was chosen quietly, the white-case competition attracted everyone's attention from the beginning.
Why?
The organizer continued to show his true nature!
The finals of the red case not only selected the desired champion, but also triggered the outside world to think deeply about the profession of chef. So, shouldn’t the white case competition need to be bigger and stronger?
So from the very beginning, I contacted the media I was familiar with and made a live recording.
In addition, the masters of the white case are more famous than the masters of the red case, not to mention their own traffic, and they have gathered a fan base in a short period of time.
The organizer saw it and broadcast it! Why not take advantage of this momentum to promote a wave of Chinese delicacies!
This out-of-control situation actually extended to Yu Jian.
When she went to the wonton shop for breakfast as usual, the proprietress sat in front of her with a stool and looked at her lovingly.
Under this burning gaze, Yu Jian struggled to finish a whole bowl of wontons. Just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted by the landlady.
"Shh - don't talk, I recognize you -"
Dear! You have said this sentence five times! Every time Yu Jian wants to speak, the landlady will use the same sentence to shut her up. How can I finish eating and not let her speak?
At this moment, the landlady finally said the second sentence: "Auntie, I have something to ask you..."
This expression... Why does it inexplicably reveal a bit of... shyness???
"Can you help me ask Master Bai An of Su Pai for an autograph? I'm his fan..."