The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

While talking, Mr. Wu smashed his mouth, as if the taste was still reverberating in his mouth, "However, when I came here more than ten years ago, I had tasted the craftsmanship of a young man named Xiong Qiang. Yes, it is 70% to 80% of the taste I had eaten 80 years ago. It's a pity...I heard that he died accidentally?"

The town leaders did not expect that Mr. Wu had a fresh memory of Xiong Qiang, "Yes, I left by accident, leaving a wife and two daughters behind."

"Is there his daughter who participated in the cooking competition today?"

"That's right." The town leader nodded, "However, the girl has been working outside, and if it weren't for the 500-year old plaque, she would not come back."

As soon as he said this, he directly defined Xiaowei's motives.

A marketer who doesn't love Yanjia cuisine, but only because the old plaque is valuable, only participates in the culinary showdown.

Sure enough, after listening to the town leader's words, Mr. Wu frowned. However, he didn't make any comments on this, he just said, "That old plaque can't fall into the hands of people with ulterior motives."

"That's natural, because I think so too. That's why I decided to hold this culinary showdown. Only those who can cook the best Chinese cuisine can have that old plaque." The town leader was high-sounding. Talking.

When the time for the official duel came, the town leaders gave a brief speech and gave a grand introduction to Mr. Wu before the duel officially began.

People from the three restaurants enter the venue in turn, and each restaurant can arrange for two people to play, one cooking and the other helping.

Xiaofang is too young, so the boss's wife can only play with Xiaowei.

The culinary showdown is also very simple. Among all the Yanjia dishes, choose any two dishes and cook them one after the other. In the end, based on the judges’ ratings of the two dishes, the winner was finally decided.

The people in the three restaurants are very tacitly choosing the two hottest dishes that the diners order the most.

With the timer pressed, the duel officially began.

Xiao Wei took a deep breath and began to cook the first dish methodically with the help of the proprietress.

Originally, those who wanted to see Xiaowei's jokes were shocked after seeing her knife skills and skillful cooking techniques.

Isn't this girl always working outside?

She can actually cook Yanjia food?

Dashan is cooking on the stove next to Xiao Wei. Seeing Xiao Wei like this out of the corner of his eye, I was really shocked. Anxious, the kitchen knife in his hand almost fell to the ground.

In the audience, Xiong Wei's eyes were gloomy. He didn't expect that Xiaowei would really be able to cook Yanjia food. He whispered a few words to the people around him, then his expression returned to normal.

After a while, it was time for cooking.

The bell of the timer rang, and everyone on the stage also had to leave the stove with their hands.

Before the bell rang, Xiao Wei had already prepared the dishes.

She was the second one to do it after Kong Ji. Looking at the mountain on the side, it was at the moment when the bell rang that she hurriedly installed the plate.

Therefore, his platters were messy and dirty. First of all, the whole dish was greatly discounted on the presentation.

Three of the same dishes were served to the judges' seat at the same time.

For a moment, the aroma of the dishes was tangy, and the spectators at the scene were too greedy just to smell it.

Elder Wu did not move, and neither did the town leader and the other chef dared to move first.

Mr. Wu sat there, his eyes flicking over the three dishes one by one. Except for frowning when he saw Dashan's dish, nothing else had any special expressions.

Immediately afterwards, Mr. Wu picked up the chopsticks, and first tasted the Dashan Road.