"Teacher, our breakfast?"

I had faintly seen some judges start to taste the breakfast on other booths, and some people had even taken out the scoreboard, Zhou Aiguo was suddenly anxious.

What is the teacher busy in the makeshift kitchen, why haven't you seen the legendary silk ~ sock milk tea and pineapple buns until now?

"What's the hurry?silk ~ socks milk tea is placed in the thermostat, and if you take it out, you will lose the taste due to temperature changes.

It will take a few more minutes for the pineapple bun to come out of the oven.

The competition is better than three meals a day, and I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry.

Why don't you go get some 'silver bud soup' and mille-feuille steamed buns?"

Soybean sprouts are made into soup to remove the head and tail to ensure that there is no peculiar smell, and the remaining middle section is called 'silver sprouts'; this is a very delicate way to eat, legend has it that when the Empress Dowager Cixi was in power, there was a dish that hollowed out the silver sprouts, and then stuffed into the sauce mixed with meat and shrimp, and it was extremely delicious after stir-frying.

"Don't bother, everyone is friends, and the booth is so close, I brought soup and steamed buns. ”

The chubby Yan Yi always had a smile on his face, like a small Maitreya, with a big soup bowl in his left hand and a bag of mille-feuille steamed buns in his right hand, and put it on Zhou Dong's booth: "King Zhou Mian tastes my Lao Yan's craftsmanship and gives me a few comments?"

Zhou Dong smiled: "Master Yan is so polite, I'm a player today, and I don't have any points in my hand." ”

"Look at what you said, Lao Yan, am I such a realistic person?

A few comments from your Zhou Mian Wang are more important than the scorecard in my eyes. ”

Yan Yi smiled and glanced at Zhou Dong's booth: "Good guy, or is Zhou Mian Wang calm, the booth is empty?"

But it doesn't matter, it's still early to see the winner......"

At this time, the Huaxia competition area has not been open for a long time, and many reserved professional judges have not yet entered, and the public judges who entered earlier are not given in vain, which one is not an expert in the circle?

So don't look at the various booths in the Huaxia competition area, there are all kinds of breakfast, those judges are also jubilant, if the food of the competition can not completely conquer their taste buds, eat and eat, and the splitting card is pinched to death.

And even if it is eating, most of these connoisseurs are just trying to stop and look for 'first love' with their stomachs open.

How else to say that Jiang is still old and spicy, Zhou Aiguo was so anxious to stomp his feet when he saw the crowds gathering in front of other booths, but Yan Yi and Zhou Dong knew it in their hearts and knew that a good meal was not afraid of being late.

So Lao Yan is very chic, as soon as this pot of silver bud soup is cooked, he begins to wander around gracefully, anyway, there is a little novice who follows at the booth to watch.

"Delicious!"

Zhou Aiguo took a sip of the soup, and suddenly felt an unprecedented fresh fragrance rushing to his chest, lingering in his mind, as if even his mind had become a lot brighter because of this soup.

When I took a bite of a mille-feuille steamed bun, I felt like I had eaten new wheat in black Africa, when my mother often roasted the new ears of wheat on the fire, and then rubbed out the freshest and sweetest wheat kernels for him to eat.

This first bite of wheat fragrance can actually be eaten in steamed buns, which makes Zhou Aiguo think that he is dreaming, and the taste of this steamed bun is too good.

Every time you peel off a layer, there is a hot air with the fragrance of wheat, if you throw it into the soup and eat it, even if you soak it for a long time, the taste is still the same, and it will not be ......

"Yes, Master Yan, this is a serious handmade mille-feuille steamed bun, and the emphasis is on gradually adding water when mixing noodles, from hard to hard!

You can't press it with a bar, you have to rely on your hands, it seems that Master Yan is not only a good cook, but also has a lot of kung fu in his hands......"

Zhou Dong held a small bowl containing part of the 'silver bud soup', drank a mouthful of soup, ate a mouthful of steamed buns, and nodded slightly: "When the mille-feuille steamed bread and noodles are not allowed to be soft, if it is just one kind of wheat noodles, it is easy to handle, but Master Yan used seven kinds of noodles, right?

The seven facets are...... Hehe, when I made Goubuli buns, I was not as extravagant as you, but I even used Yongliang noodles produced in the Hetao area, and the people from the Food Management Office of the Organizing Committee of the competition didn't jump their feet?"

"The king of Zhou noodles is the king of Zhou noodles, the things on this pasta really can't be hidden from you, please comment on my bowl of soup?"

Yan's face changed slightly, and the Yongliang No. 4 he used was one of the best flour in China.

But this kind of flour is very similar to ordinary sweet flour, once it is finished, even he may not be able to distinguish it, I can't imagine that Zhou Dong can tell it after eating a piece of steamed bread, this guy's tongue is still what humans can have?

"Master Yan's bowl of soup can be called the first vegetarian soup in Shamen!

Not only is it deeply in line with the theory that Shamen is hidden and revealed, and is born into the WTO,

And those precious materials, such as matsutake mushrooms and morels, although they have the title of the freshest in the vegetarian mushroom, they have become gentle and subordinate in the hands of Master Yan, and do not mess with the main heart, which is like a master of Shamen, although he has witnessed countless temptations in the red dust, but he still does not change his original intention.

So this bowl of soup should be the true biography of the host master of 'Lingyin Temple'?

But in my opinion, Master Yan already has his own faint perception in it, Master Yan is making soup, why not seek the Tao?"

Yan Yi's face turned solemn when he heard this, and he put away his smiling Maitreya and was about to speak, when he heard someone clapping his palms and giggling: "Zhou Dong, what you said is so good, can I write this passage into the article?"

Yan Yi frowned unconsciously, and after seeing the person who spoke clearly, he suddenly smiled again: "It turned out to be Yi Lao and Dong Lao, Qing girl, you are here too?"

Standing in front of Zhou Dong's booth was Yi Zhiyu and Dong Qishen,

Lin Qing stood behind the two old men, smiling and exchanging words with the Huai Liangren beside him.

Seeing that her eyes kept sweeping around the booth, she should be discussing with Huai Liangren, why didn't Zhou Dong's booth put a few empty cups early?

"Silk ~ socks milk tea and pineapple buns?

Zhou boy, what are you doing with these things, no matter how good it is, it's fast food, which doesn't suit your identity!"

Yi Zhiyu's eyes swept over the sign next to the booth, and he was suddenly a little disappointed.

He was on the plane last night, because he arrived late, he had a casual meal at the hotel, and he didn't eat anything this morning, so he was ready to go to Zhou Dong for a full meal.

Not to mention the unforgettable stewed fire, at least there has to be a dog to ignore and egg cakes or something, right?

It's really not good to come to a bowl of green lotus fat and jade porridge, and his old man can deal with it, but who would have thought that the breakfast that Zhou Dong used to compete today was actually silk ~ socks milk tea and pineapple buns.

Although these two things are also famous foods in Xiangjiang, in Yi Zhiyu's opinion, this is fast food, and it is a sweet taste that he doesn't like very much, what else is there to do?

Dong Qishen was much kinder than him, gave him a look, and whispered: "Lao Yi, can you be quieter, please consider whether the mood of the compatriots in Xiangjiang is good, what happened to the silk ~ sock milk tea and pineapple buns?

"Xiao Dong, I don't think you should follow the round, it's useless to be quiet, I've already heard it!

Hehe, this is the well-known Yizhi fish in Kyoto's diligence circle, right?

You're not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue!

Silk ~ socks milk tea and pineapple buns are fast food? I'm afraid you can't even make these fast food!

What a fool is fearless!"

"Hehe, who's this?"

Yi Zhiyu smiled coldly and looked at the person who spoke.

I saw an old man with a scruffy beard, a suit and leather shoes, an English top hat, and a civilized stick in his hand.

Looking at the age of this old man, I am afraid that he is nearly ninety years old, and it is not too big to call Dong Qishen a little Dong.

"Who am I?

Hehe, you Yi Zhiyu is also the number one person in Huaxia Qinxing, haven't you heard the name of Xiangjiang's 'Poisonous Dragon King'?"

The old man paused for his civilized stick, and walked up to Yi Zhiyu with the support of two bodyguard-like figures, looking at him with blazing eyes......