Andy looked sideways and looked at Takeda upstairs with unpredictable eyes. Suddenly, the corner of his mouth curled up and he snorted clearly.
Takeda Dairo probably knew that no matter how hard the external market tried, it would be ineffective, so he wanted to use high-priced swan cakes to make up for the gap.
What a great idea!
It’s just that no matter how extraordinary this swan cake is, it still can’t reach the price of 10,000 rooster coins.
He gently moved the seat under his feet, stood up calmly, and walked out alone, regardless of how others looked at him.
Takeda's eyes narrowed and he said, "What? Do you think the snacks I made are not worth the price?"
Everyone turned their attention to Andy, who was originally looking at Takeda. Unexpectedly, he had no intention of replying to this sentence. He just glanced at Takeda coldly, his eyes filled with playful mockery.
When Takeda saw him like this, his heart beat a little faster, and he saw other people below who were also trying to go out. He was a little flustered, so he found a step and went down: "Why can't everyone take a joke?"
As he spoke, his face showed helplessness and sorrow, and he waved his hand as if unintentionally: "This snack is priceless to me, but I can't really price it so high! Xiaoli, give the real price
Tell everyone."
The assistant was stunned, as if his whole body was frozen, and looked at Takeda in disbelief.
Takeda Dalang said angrily: "What are you still doing? Speak quickly!"
The assistant pursed his lips, even though he was unhappy in every way, but in full view of the crowd, he still hesitantly spoke: "The price is... set at 100 rooster coins!"
"This is a bit high!" Thinking of the Chinese dim sum that only cost a few rooster coins, the Beer Country judge shook his head. The most important thing about food is that people can taste it. If the gap is divided by price, it will never be reached.
The true meaning of food. On the contrary, he prefers Chinese style, which everyone can eat, everyone can afford it, and everyone can enjoy it.
Often interests are the best indicator of people's hearts and the magnanimity of a country. Obviously, Neon Country has lost in essence.
However, the Beer Country judges did not stand up and leave like Andy did, but they stopped the white-faced boy from continuing to serve snacks: "No, these two are enough." You have to give face, but you don't need to give too much.
The pickle country judge secretly smiled, and glanced at the white-faced boy’s awkward expressions and movements, thinking that the beer country judge was still tall——
When the noisy scene finally returned to calm and the music started playing again, the Kimchi Nation judges finally turned their attention to the swan cake again. The appearance was very similar to a real swan, and even the charm of the swan was made vividly. They were judged based on appearance alone.
, he has to get a high score.
Then came the tasting, breaking open the swan's wings with bare hands, and there was a crispy sound. When I took a bite, the crystal white outer skin was so crisp that it burst into pieces in my mouth. The wheat aroma of grains filled my lips and teeth. When I bit into it, I felt like it was delicious.
It was an extremely soft and slightly cool thing, with a slight sweet aroma, sweeping over his taste buds little by little.
This crispy-on-the-outside and tender-on-the-inside texture conquered him to a great extent. He couldn't help but close his eyes and quietly savor this wonderful taste.
The Maple Leaf Country judges were also tasting the swan wings. The snow-white outer skin was covered with paper-thin meringue, and a little bit of crimson filling was exposed at the break. The closer you got, the fragrance of red beans. He put it into his mouth in one mouthful.
He nodded drunkenly.
Only the beer country judge smelled the taste and put down the body of the swan, which he only took a small sip of. Although the appearance of the swan pastry was gorgeous, he didn't like the lingering greasy smell in pastry snacks.
But judging from the expressions of other diners in the restaurant, this swan cake is indeed a treasure.
…
On the Chinese side, with everyone looking forward to it, a huge round table was first carried out.
Chu Liangwei borrowed this table from the Huaxia Restaurant. Hearing that Huaxia was participating in the competition, he was so enthusiastic that he sent his son to drive to the destination in person. He also held Old Chu’s head and gave him a high degree of respect.
Expectation: "We must win a championship! Whoever we lose to, we cannot lose to Little Neon!"
Chu Liangwei couldn't help but laugh. It seemed that this contradiction was deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Chinese. While nodding, he also wished the boss: "Business is booming!" The boss was even more moved.
It was originally a happy thing to meet an old friend in a foreign country, but he never thought that he could be of great help to the people in his hometown. When Huaxia won the championship, he framed the round table and hung it in the hall for everyone who came to the restaurant to look up to him.
Pay homage.
"Such a big table?" a diner asked curiously.
Yu Jian showed a mysterious smile, "Wait a minute, let everyone watch a Chinese opera——"
"OK, Xiao Fang plays music!" Chef Lai saw that Zhang Hua and the others were ready, and quickly gestured towards the back.
Fang Zilu received the instruction and immediately connected to the Bluetooth speaker. The elegant Chinese major tune sounded softly. As the tune rose, the sound became louder and louder. Just as everyone was immersed in the mysterious oriental music, the tune changed.
The sound of drops of pearls and jade falling on the plate sounded, followed by the sound of guzheng, then pipa, and finally the sound of flute...
At this moment, Zhang Hua and other masters slowly appeared on the stage carrying a huge tray. The gauze curtain rose quietly, and the dancers turned around and danced in the thick smoke.
This is--
Andy was so shocked that he rubbed his eyes desperately in surprise, fearing that he had seen it wrong. There were many people who made the same move as him, and the originally bustling market suddenly fell into dead silence.
Everyone watched the dancers swaying and saw the musicians holding different instruments. Amidst the music swirling around the beams, it seemed as if they were really watching a flying dance drama.
wonderful--
It's so amazing!
"What's the name of this snack?" Andy murmured, walking forward unconsciously, reaching out to touch it and then quickly retracted his hand.
These graceful figures actually made him feel ashamed. His Adam's apple twitched, but he could not utter another word.
"The plain voice part." The smile on Yu Jian's lips unconsciously widened a bit, and she said in her proudest voice, "This is the real plain voice part from the Tang Dynasty in China!"
The scene was in an uproar——
The diners stared at each other with wide eyes. Many of them didn't know what was going on, and others quietly nodded to them.
Li Kui and Li Gui naturally saw their differences at this moment.
"I'm at the scene for every game. The stuff made by Neon Country can't be compared to this at all. It's not on the same level at all!" Someone said disdainfully, "What the hell is going on in Neon Country? What's going on?
How can you still claim other people’s things as your own??”
"Yes, yes." Others echoed.
Yu Jian simply had this effect. Moreover, from the corner of her eye, someone had secretly taken a video, recorded it, and posted it on the social platform. Her smile became even brighter and she pointed at the dancers who were still spinning on the round table.
, asked loudly: "Would you like to have a taste?"
taste?
Everyone hesitated again.
Such a beautiful thing should be offered up, how could it be eaten?
"Dear lady, this is a work of art."
Yu Jian tilted her head to look at him and spread her hands: "But this is essentially a snack. It is beautiful on the outside. If it is separated from the food itself, it will lose its meaning, right?"
Andy suddenly raised his head and looked at the little girl who was spread out by the sunset under the afterglow. The little girl's eyes were shining...
It’s the end of the month~ Please raise your little fingers and give me some monthly tickets~~~