The person interviewed by the TV station was immediately stunned.

The microphone almost didn't hold it steady, "This is what you used to prepare for the competition?"

Uncle Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Yes, doesn't it feel delicious when you look at it!"

TV reporter: "......"

Can they tell the truth?

Who is there anyone who participates in the competition and comes with lo-mei?

It's still this kind of lo-mei that can be bought by crossing the street on the side of the road.

They're all tired of eating, okay?

Television reporters, including photographers, looked at this black, unpalatable thing.

In an instant, I lost the beautiful dishes I saw in front of me.

All of them seemed to have lost interest, and they were very perfunctory.

"Uh-huh, uncle, you're done with the introduction, right? Now we're going to go to the next group!"

Dad Jiang was stunned when he held the lid, no, he hadn't started to speak yet.

Last night, in order to compete, his daughter taught him to recognize words for a long time.

He carried it until three or four o'clock in the morning......

But now, he hasn't had time to say a word.

The reporters and photographers of the TV station have already gone to the second group.

Father Jiang put the lid back on in confusion.

On the side, the people in Exhibition Hall Nine squinted at him.

"Any store can come to the competition, and this year's World Heritage application doesn't seem to be of a good level......

Father Jiang was born as a simple farmer, and he didn't hear that people were mocking him.

He smiled at him and said, "Master Chen's level! How can the level not be high! This is the national level!"

The No. 9 contestant rolled his eyes and was speechless to the extreme.

"Hey, uncle, please understand what I mean, okay? Take a look at the works that everyone brought to the competition, do you take your kind of rotten street lo-mei? It is all uneatable or difficult to eat in the market, just your lo-mei, throw it out to cats and dogs, and they will not think it is a delicacy of the mountains and seas. ”

Daddy Jiang's smile froze.

I panicked for a while.

His palm awkwardly wiped the white chef's suit, and the wrinkles on the back of his hand were full of vicissitudes.

He wanted to go back and find his daughter.

But I held back.

Are you embarrassed?

In that case, don't let Yueyue come forward.

When the time comes, she will be embarrassed together.

Father Jiang laughed dryly and lowered his head.

This lo-mei was boiled up by him last night.

Even the soup is flooded with delicate color.

Why...... Will they think it doesn't look good?

……

The reporter interviewed the works and speeches of 30 contestants.

After everything is over, the host will make an announcement.

Let all the contestants carry their works to the front of the judges' seats.

One by one, they should be in order.

Three large groups of 10 people each.

All of them picked up the dishes they had prepared and followed the queue.

Their backs are very straight, and they look like they are in control.

Father Jiang was still hesitating to continue.

Just bring up the braised pork that you have prepared.

Hurriedly, a staff member in a suit ran over and held his hand.

"This master, you don't have to go up. ”

Dad Jiang smiled kindly, his back was a little crooked because of his perennial work.

One of the feet was also lame.

"Can I ask, man, why?"

The staff had undisguised disgust on their faces.

"This time, the live video will be scrolled on the national food table when the time comes, and the works prepared by everyone are very high-end and high-grade. ”