Prince,Goodbye

The blind eating method proposed by Mu Qiqing really worked very well.

When the dishes of the two people come up in a small sample, the judges will comment on their own preferences after tasting them.

Because one of the chefs was not aware that the month of condensation, the comments were fair.

The final result of the competition requires the judges who have tasted to write down the names or serial numbers of the dishes they like according to their preferences, and then hand them in.

And the final winner is the one who gets the most votes.

When the condensation month came to the gate, the voting work was almost done, and a special staff was gathered nearby.

At the gate of the post house, countless gourd eaters gathered to see who the two competitors were in the competition.

After all, the food made by the two is really delicious!

And, people are curious about which side will win by the end.

"Wait, how did the cold girl come out?"

"No? Is one of the chefs who just served the dishes, she? "

"Incredible! It's incredible! I heard that this cold girl is a straw bag, except for bullying others, nothing! Can she eat what she makes? "

"In my opinion, the hardest dishes must be made by her!"

"Yes, she must have made those sweet and greasy dishes! This woman must have put sugar as salt! "

All of you speak me a word, and you speak in a voice.

And these sounds, without doubt, all into the ears of condensation month and so on.

Zhuangneon has a white face.

Yu Chen did not know that he was rejected. Seeing that Zhuang Ni Lan was a little ugly, he heard the voice of the gourd eating crowd into his ears, and he could not help but comfort him: "Miss Zhuang, you should not care too much, these people don't understand anything!"

"Besides, Miss Zhuang doesn't have much sugar. According to me, the man they say must be a cold girl."

Such comfort can only be reluctantly comforting.

After zhuangneon heard, more upset, but can only bear the temperament son thanks: "well, thank you Yu Chen son."

Yu Chen was grateful, and immediately he was very happy. He glanced at the condensed moon, but only saw a red veil. He could not see the face and expression of the condensation month. He snorted: "as for the condensed month, if she could cook, the sun would surely hit the West! Miss Yizhuang's cooking skills, to win her, is not a dish? "

Zhuangneon thought, I think it is, she must, eyes also a bit more sincere: "Yu dust son, waiting for the results to come out."

Yu Chen nodded and stopped talking.

From beginning to end, the condensation month was not worried about the results of the game.

She has a deep understanding of the people's food preferences of this era.

There is lingfengguo, because of the local and human conditions, etc., most people like to eat light food, which is sweet in the light, which can just poke the people in lingfengguo.

But the kingdom of Korea is different.

The eating habits of Chaoyan country, similar to the north of China where she lived in the past, like miscellaneous, sour, sweet, bitter, salty, as long as they can eat and delicious, people in Chaoyan country love it.

Especially spicy things.

The shallow spicy taste can stimulate the taste buds of the people here.

Add the fresh fragrant soft glutinous red braised meat, it is more exciting to eat fingers.

Of the 100 judges, as long as not all have been to Lingfeng country life, as long as not all are affected by lingfengguo's eating habits, then the result of this competition, there is no suspense.

So what she worried about from the beginning was not whether her cooking could win, but whether there would be uncontrollable factors involved in this so-called competition.

Because of this, when Mu dust Qing agreed to be a referee, she would also completely let go.

At that time, whether it is the condensation of the moon or zhuangneon LAN, are a very determined, calm and relaxed appearance.

Only wait until the results of the game are announced and then ask for the other party.

Looking at the condensation month, I feel very confident. Yu Chen is very upset: "last name is cold. I think you can be proud of it! Wait until the result of the game comes out, you wait to cry! "

This is not only the idea of a person, but also the idea of the vast majority of people in the field.

Since knowing that one of the chefs is the condensation month, people have started a comprehensive eccentric mode, and think that Zhuang Ni LAN won the final.

Under the eyes of all the people, Mu Qiqing took the result of the next man.

Looking around, he said softly: "the results of this competition have already been in our hands. Now, the palace will announce the score of the food made by the two ladies."

"Miss Zhuang's first dish, pickled dish, got 63 votes.The first dish of lengshinu, the heartburn, won 37 votes

Hearing this result, all the people in the field burst out laughing: "look! I knew that the thing made by the cold woman would not be able to make it into the hall of elegance

Yu Chen looked at the condensation moon with pride.

Su Chenyang was anxious: "how can this be possible?"

Condensation moon shrugs: "no hurry, continue to listen."

Seeing her calm and calm, Su Chenyang could only restrain her restless heart and wait for the result.

"Miss Zhuang's second dish, spring snow, won 44 votes!

Lengshinu's second course, fried dishes, won 56 votes

As soon as this statement was made, everyone was in an uproar.

No one expected that the number of votes for the second course of the condensation month would be more than that of Zhuang Ni LAN!

The most amazing people in the field were the judges.

After learning that the two people in today's competition, one is congealing month and the other is Zhuang Nilan, they subconsciously regard the dish named spring snow as a masterpiece of condensation month.

Because, that dish is really not their appetite!

The so-called spring snow is actually fried rice cake with green vegetables.

This dish is very popular in Lingfeng country, where the eating habits are weak.

The fragrance of the New Year cake is sticky and glutinous, coupled with the crisp taste and aroma of vegetables, which is a good thing for many people in Lingfeng country.

However, this is not Lingfeng, but Chaoyan.

People here like the warm dishes more.

For most people, the taste and taste of this fried rice cake with green vegetables are too strange.

"Hum! Don't look like you It took three seconds for the dust to recover from the shock.

He squinted at Cong Yue and snorted, "even if you win the second course, you are still in a backward state! And then, you don't have a chance to review the votes. "

The frozen moon is leering at the man, as if at the same time looking at the serpentine disease.

Why is he so fond of brush existence?

Couldn't he see that she didn't want to talk to him at all?

Take back the line of sight, condense the month, maintain their own policy.

Pay no attention to this snake disease.

See condensation month ignore oneself, Yu Chen Dun Qi's scratching heart and liver son, but can't break the condensation moon's face, let her have to see himself.

He grinds his teeth: "I see how long you can look!"

Mu Chenqing continued: "Miss Zhuang's third dish, golden fruit..."

Mu Chenqing read to here, Zhuang Ni LAN pretty face expression, obviously relaxed some.

You know, it's her specialty.

The so-called golden fruit is actually a silk apple.

People who have eaten the silky Apple she has made are full of praise.

As soon as the thought fell, she was stunned.

Because she heard mu Chenqing report the number of votes: "49 votes."

"It's impossible?"

Zhuang Ni LAN exclaimed in surprise, how can not believe such a result.

Are you kidding?

If she got 49 votes, wouldn't it say that the number of votes she got in the condensation month was 51?

Sure enough, listen to Mu Chenqing way: "cold world woman's third dish, is dry fried beans, get votes, 51."

Zhuang Ni LAN bit her lower lip heavily.

She's a little confused now. She doesn't understand what the problem is.

Although she is still ahead of the freezing month in terms of votes, but

After losing two courses in a row, she had a sense of uneasiness in her heart.

It turned out that her premonition was quite accurate.

Because from this third course, she never had such a small margin.

For the fourth course, the freezing month leads by 10 tickets.

For the fifth course, condensation month leads by three tickets.

For the sixth course, the freezing month leads by 20 tickets.

The seventh course is 15 tickets ahead of the freezing month.

Braised fish in brown sauce, the eighth dish, takes the lead in freezing month Thirty votes.

When mu Chenqing finished reading the result, Zhuang Ni LAN had been silly there.

Rao was always determined, and now she couldn't help doubting her life: "it's impossible! No way

In fact, the melon eaters were also surprised by the results.

However, when mu Chenqing announced the number of votes, he read it out along with the name of the dish.

When they heard the names of the dishes and the cookers, they understood them.

"Impossible?" Cong Yue glanced at Zhuang Ni LAN, and her voice was light and shallow. The words she said were not hurtful, but she hit the nail on the head: "nothing is impossible."

"Miss Zhuang's thoughts are not used in the study of food materials and taste. If not, you will not be unaware that people in Chaoyan country prefer salty and fragrant food, and only a small number of people can accept light things.""And this acceptance is only because their appetite and physical conditions do not allow them to eat and drink after the compromise."

"And most of your stuff is light and sweet. Mr. Su has already reminded you that proper light and sweet taste can make people feel refreshed. But if it's too sweet, it becomes boring. "

Congealed month in the hall under such a lesson, Zhuang Ni LAN a face immediately bloated red, almost to death.