Don’t be too poisonous to the concubine of the Wu family who was born in Wu

Chapter 2291 245. Bazhen Jade Food (when delivering the ballot box, Jiuniang discovered something fishy about Bazhenlou)

This person is prone to anxiety when he is too idle; and when he is too busy, he is easily anxious...

A long queue suddenly formed in front of Lily Family's stall. Not only did the diners and spies find it strange, but the competitors also thought it was abnormal.

After all, at the beginning, the business of this business was so bleak that no one cared about it. Why did it suddenly become popular and the stall that no one cared about became a hot spot?
  For those participating teams that thought they would be able to make the cut, the sudden rise of the Lily Family made them feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

You know, if a competitor's performance improves, one opponent will inevitably be squeezed out of the top 100. Can those teams whose results are mediocre and expected to win by a narrow margin not get angry in a hurry?

Even though they tried their best, it seemed like the lukewarm business was just sitting there with no way to change it.

For those participating teams that have always been among the best, the sudden rise of an inconspicuous competition team does not pose any danger to their results, so they naturally do not take it seriously.

As for the ballot box, when each team is filled with votes, the participating teams will be required to send the ballot box to the statistics office of the conference to replace it with a new one. The remaining ballot boxes will be counted and scored by the conference commissioner. This is also In order to reduce the workload of later statistics.

In less than half an hour, Baihe Family's ballot box was already filled to the brim. Jiu Niang stuffed a handful of votes into it, but couldn't get it in. She looked helplessly at Bai Hua, looking pitifully for help.

Bai Hua said: "Don't be stunned. Send this ballot box to Bazhen Building. There will be a specialist there to replace the ballot box for you."

Hearing this, Jiuniang responded and excitedly rushed towards Bazhen Tower holding the ballot box.

Jiunian walked to the front of Bazhen Tower, and the sight that greeted her eyes was astonishing.

Right in front of the Bazhen Building is the stall of their own representative team. Obviously, the door and size of this stall are much more conspicuous and grand than others. Even the banquet seats placed outside the stall are larger than others. A big circle.

The diners gathered in front of the booth of the Bazhenlou representative team can be described as hungry and enthusiastic. The customers at other stalls at least maintained some order and queued up to wait for their meals. But when they arrived at Bazhen's door, there were actually guards maintaining order. Just like that, the guests were pushing each other, waving their tickets in their hands. Eager to move up.

Jiu Niang was dumbfounded when he saw this place. Are the guests here so eager? It's just a meal, don't you want to die?

Little does Jiu Niang know that Bazhenlou is a famous master in the culinary world. Their food is not accessible to ordinary people. They only serve high-ranking officials and nobles. If it weren't for the requirements of this tournament, I'm afraid ordinary people wouldn't even be able to taste it. This is the taste of Bazhenlou.

How many people come here because of the reputation of Bazhenlou. For ordinary people, it is not a waste of time to taste Bazhenlou in their lifetime.

Isn’t this? Those diners who rush forward eagerly have this kind of mentality. They are afraid that if they are one step late, Bazhenlou will be out of ingredients, or that others suddenly stop cooking for some reason, and they will not be able to eat the delicious food in their mouths. That's not possible. The biggest regret in my life.

However, the chefs in Bazhenlou are indeed outstanding talents, each with their own unique skills. When they cook, it is a display of skills, whether it is knife skills or cooking skills. Watching the cooking process is a visual experience in the eyes. The enjoyment, every dish served is a work of art.

The pots and ladles compete with each other in the hands of the chefs. When the water and fire mix, the oil and salt turn into delicious fragrance in their hands; the noodle table is the piano table, and the noodles are the strings on the table. The spoons are in charge, and the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are in charge. Music, pots and pans accompaniment, a beautiful piece of music is played, delicacies are harmonized, dragons and phoenixes dance to life, the master sings and shouts, all the heroes gather at the palace banquet - show off their cooking skills, show off their skills to the world Unrivaled.

What shocked Jiuniang the most was not the skill of the famous chef of Bazhenlou, but the voting operation of Bazhenlou——

The voting here is not that the diners taste the food first and then decide whether to vote. Instead, as soon as the diners queue up, someone will collect the tickets in advance.

Before Jiuniang saw the voting operation, he admired the skill of the chef in Bazhenlou. However, as soon as he saw the voting operation, he suddenly felt disgusted in his heart. Holding the ballot box, she slowed down and kept staring at the little cook who had collected the votes in advance, feeling increasingly dissatisfied. At this moment, a threatening voice came from behind Jiu Niang, which almost frightened Jiu Niang.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiuniang trembled all over. If he hadn't held the ballot box tightly with both hands, the ballot box in his hands would have fallen to the ground.

Jiu Niang suddenly looked back and saw a pair of fierce eyes staring straight at him. This man was also dressed as a chef, and the logo of Bazhenlou was clearly embroidered on his chest.

Only then did Jiu Niang realize that she was young after all, and she felt a little timid when she saw this sturdy chef. In addition, she had seen something she shouldn't have seen before, which made her feel even more guilty.

Jiuniang hugged the ballot box tightly, lowered his head and quickened his pace, trying to get past it, but was stopped by the strong chef.

"Which team are you on?"

Jiu Niang's heart trembled. He never thought that this person was still a tangled master. Couldn't he just let him go? Why do you ask so many questions?
  Jiuniang was so frightened that he trembled all over and hugged the ballot box tightly with both hands, but did not answer the other party's question.

When the strong man saw this, he became even more fierce and asked Jiu Niang——

"I'm asking you! You damn girl, why don't you tell me something? Which team are you on?"

Jiuniang was so frightened that Deng Shi burst into tears and started crying.

Her crying made the strong man feel helpless.

"Why are you crying? I just asked you a question, and now it makes you cry? Are you pretending?"

When Jiuniang heard this, he cried even more fiercely, wishing that his whole body would twitch.

Seeing this, the strong man scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously, and finally had no choice but to compromise.

"Okay, okay! Go over there, I've convinced you!"

Hearing this, Jiuniang hugged the ballot box and ran over.

She ran for a while, until she felt safe, she stopped, wiped the tears on her face with one hand, and looked behind her carefully to make sure that the strong man was not following her, and then she breathed a long sigh of relief. tone.

"You Bazhenlou are too unruly, aren't you? You are already so far ahead, how can you still use such methods? No! I have to taste the craftsmanship of you cooks myself. Maybe it just looks great, but the taste In fact, it’s nothing more than that~ If not, you wouldn’t have taken away the votes from the diners in advance, right?”

(End of this chapter)