100 Types of Sweet Pampered Wife

Chapter 195 Mr. Miao's Advice
ONLY ONE won the food competition, but suspended its business instead, which puzzled many diners. They wanted to take this opportunity to make friends with Mr. Miao, but it turned out to be impossible.

Mr. Miao stood by the kitchen counter that Luo Xiaoxi had used, staring at the bowl of Tom Yum Kung Soup, dazed.

The theme of their food battle is Tom Yum Kung Soup, a Thai soup.

For Mr. Miao's decision, Yang Tian next to him didn't understand. He obviously won the food decision and regained the equity of the four restaurants. Why did he look so dignified, and he didn't feel the joy of winning at all?

"Mr. Miao, this Xiyan doesn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and dares to challenge you. It's completely up to me." Yang Tian curled his lips, wanting to liven up the atmosphere, "I believe that even without Mr. Miao's action, I can Beat her."

Although Tom Yum Kung Soup is not the restaurant's signature, he went to Thailand for further studies, how could he lose to a wild person?

Mr. Miao squinted at Yang Tian, ​​his indifferent eyes, like a knife glowing across his heart, "Confidence is good, but blind self-confidence is nothing but conceit."

"Mr. Miao..."

"Go out, I want to be alone." Mr. Miao raised his hand, not giving Yang Tian a chance to argue.

Yang Tian gritted his teeth, feeling very unconvinced. He is a Michelin three-star chef, and he will never lose to this little-known woman.

Mr. Miao scooped up a mouthful of soup, put it into his mouth, then closed his eyes, feeling the wonderful taste of the soup blooming in his mouth.

click.

The door was pushed open.

Mr. Miao frowned, turned around, and saw Ling Yan walking in.

"You're here?"

"Mr. Miao, I'm sorry to bother you." Ling Yan bowed, showing a gesture of great respect to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Oh, you should be here for that woman, right?" Mr. Miao put down his spoon and said softly, "She is an amazing cook."

Ling Yan raised her eyebrows, she didn't expect Mr. Miao to have such a high opinion of Xiyan. "So what? Even if it's great, isn't it defeated by Mr. Miao?"

A wry smile appeared on Mr. Miao's face. "Actually, I lost this food competition."

Ling Yan was startled suddenly, and looked at Mr. Miao in astonishment.

"You have to know, I am a chef in that field, and I have a cooking skill that ordinary chefs don't have." Speaking of this, Mr. Miao's face was a little ashamed, "If it's just a competition of cooking skills, she is better than me. If I don't use Cooking, I can't win at all."

Ling Yan was stunned.

She naturally knew how powerful Mr. Miao was. In the ordinary chef world, he was like a god.

Even without cooking skills, who can be better than him?

However, Mr. Miao said now that Xiyan's superficial strength is stronger than him, isn't that incredible?

"Ling Yan, I'll give you some advice. If you can, don't become an enemy with her." Mr. Miao's expression was serious. "She is a sleeping lion now. Once she wakes up, no one can control her."

"Oh, Mr. Miao is overthinking. Even though she is superficially strong, but she lacks cooking skills, she is just an ordinary cook to you." Ling Yan curled her lips and said disdainfully: "Besides, she might be too much This is the best time to practice culinary skills..."

"Wrong!" Mr. Miao glanced at the bowl of Tom Yum Kung Soup, and said with burning eyes, "She is very young now, not much different from you."

(End of this chapter)