The onlookers only deserved to be the chef of Han Jiangxue, after all, the fame and kung fu were there, so they all applauded, after all, it didn't cost money to watch the excitement, and there was no personal interest, so it was natural to have a good time.

Zhuang Shize and his uncle looked at each other, and Secretary Ding also stretched his neck to see how Tang Qian reacted.

Helplessly, Tang Qian was blocked by Mr. Lu who was speaking, she couldn't see it at all, only saw an uncle with a beer belly next to her with his nostrils facing the sky, and his chin was almost 180 degrees with his neck.

Chef Yang took a step forward and was about to say something about his victory, but Mr. Lu raised his hand slightly to block Chef Yang back.

Chef Yang was stunned and was about to go forward again, when Mr. Lu's two assistants rushed out and forked him down.

Everyone was confused by this face - didn't you just say that this chef got the most votes?

Mr. Lu looked stunned, beckoned another assistant, and the assistant left quickly, and when he came back, he was holding the plate of golden fried rice just now.

This plate of golden fried rice has been dug up one by one just now, but at this moment, I don't know who re-stacked it, and it is covered on the square plate in a semicircle.

Mr. Lu took the plate of golden fried rice and held it to the side, and everyone fell silent.

Mr. Lu's sharp eyes swept over the people present, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, this square round rice reminds me of an old saying - no rules are not a square circle." I'm fifty-six years old, I've experienced a lot of things, and the people I've seen are also mixed with dragons and snakes, but among these people, those who look down on everyone when they see it, Lu can't go far when they see it. ”

Mr. Lu's words were already very obvious here, Chef Yang's face was wolf, and his face was not angry, but Mr. Lu's assistant pressed him and signaled him not to speak, so he had to hold his breath and look at Tang Qian who was drinking tea with Shi Shiran next to him.

Mr. Lu continued: "Everyone looks at this plate of golden fried rice in my hand, it tastes distinct, salty, fragrant and soft, and the egg flavor is just right, which reminds me of the fried eggs at home when I was a child." Although it is egg fried rice, it is not to be underestimated, and if it is not fried well, it will become scrambled egg mixed with rice. However, this plate of rice does not give people this feeling, but is surprised that ordinary eggs can be scrambled to make such fragrant rice. ”

Tang Qian hadn't come back to his senses yet, but now he finally understood, and he didn't drink tea anymore, so he quickly stood up, folded his hands in front of him, and stood with his head slightly lowered.

Mr. Lu said: "My rule is that the humble wins, and I will not rent to someone who does not follow my rules......"

Mr. Qiu saw that Chef Yang's face was green, and walked up to Mr. Lu and whispered, "Mr. Lu, it's not good to talk about it like this, right? ”

Mr. Lu nodded, indicating that he had his own measure.

Mr. Lu's expression eased: "Fortunately, you are all well-behaved people, but this arena is like a battlefield, victory or defeat is a common thing in the soldier's family, there are wins and losses, and I hope that you will sell a certain face of the road, don't take it to heart." ”

Mr. Qiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone knows what Mr. Lu's background is, and as soon as he heard him say this, he immediately responded with a smile on his face.

Only Chef Yang still looked displeased.

Mr. Lu said: "Although the highest number of votes is Chef Yang, but I think this small place is condescending to Chef Yang of Hanjiangxue, everyone has just discussed and decided, today's winner is this little girl!"

Mr. Qiu next to him covered his forehead, yes, this is definitely offending Chef Yang, and Han Jiangxue is also offended!

Mr. Lu nodded to his assistant, and the assistant quickly put a spoonful of this plate of rice into each bowl and distributed it to the onlookers in the center of the center to eat.

The rice is still fragrant, the egg fragrance is intertwined with the grain fragrance, the rice grains are fragrant and soft, and there is a faint salty taste, and the next bite makes the onlookers who are not hungry extremely hungry.

The people who were still questioning the □□ just now are now convinced.

Tang Qian looked at this Mr. Lu and felt a little familiar, but he couldn't tell where he had seen it.

She knew in her heart that she was going out to meet a nobleman, and she planned to stay for a while to thank Mr. Lu, and then patrolled the crowd to find Zhuang Shize.

As soon as her head was tilted, she met Zhuang Shize's gaze, her heart was relieved, and she showed a reassuring smile.

Zhuang Shize was just standing quietly on the ground and looking at Tang Qian, but he didn't expect Tang Qian to turn his head to look at him, and then when he saw Tang Qian's smile again, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

He knew, Tang Qian always knew he was there.

At the end of the competition, the chefs left with their assistants, and Mr. Qiu was in charge of greeting the contestants so that the family could leave satisfied.

"Slow down, Chef Li, come over again when you have time. Mr. Qiu said that this is really just an ordinary small game, so don't worry too much.

Chef Li is not narrow-minded, and laughed a few times: "Okay, Mr. Qiu will definitely come when he calls." He turned to Tang Qian, who was talking to Zhuang Shize, "The little girl is good, it will become a big thing in time!"

Tang Qian smiled and thanked: "Thank you, Chef Li, the class got the axe, and I smiled." ”

Everyone was about the same, and Tang Qian was not in a hurry to get in, but returned to the stove and picked a plate of cuttlefish with good ink glands, a small half winter melon, a raw chicken on one side, and some soaked scallops and a few shiitake mushrooms.

Because of the needs of the competition, all the ingredients have been processed, and those that should be cleaned up are cleaned up, and those that should be soaked are soaked in the morning, which brings a lot of convenience to Tang Qian.

She washed the cuttlefish in clean water again, put a cross knife and cut it into sections, and the cut cuttlefish segments were held in a large colander and blanched in hot water.

After blanching for a while, she lifted the colander, rolled the blanched cuttlefish in a basin of water next to her, soaked it a few times, crossed the cold river, and put it aside to control the water.

Heat the oil in the pot, put in half of the minced green onion and ginger, the soup coriander is carried into the wrist boiling pot, the cuttlefish is knocked into the pot and stir-fried, the fish is fragrant and the green pepper is put into the green pepper section and stir-fried, after a while, the green pepper is broken, the pepper fragrance comes to the face, she adds the remaining green onion and ginger, and then a small spoon of salt and a small spoon of chicken essence, stir-fry evenly, and finally pour in a little water starch and stir-fry well.

The rice here had been prepared a long time ago, and Tang Qian took five bowls of rice together, and called Zhuang Shize, Mr. Lin and Ding Mi to come over and enter the house together.

Zhuang Shize wanted to serve the big plate for Tang Qian, looking at the weight, Tang Qian's face was slightly red from the fire, and there was sweat on his forehead, he couldn't bear it.

But in the end, he still held back, this plate had to be brought in by Tang Qian. He knew Tang Qian, this was Tang Qian's way of repaying favors, people agreed to help, she would first cook a meal for others, write down this kindness in her heart, and find a chance to return it in the future.

So he stayed by and didn't speak.

Mr. Lu asked his assistant to go upstairs to print out the relevant contracts, and he was at the table downstairs, and the two sat and talked while drinking tea.

As soon as the white fried cuttlefish roll was served, both of them paused together.

The cuttlefish is white, lined with green pepper pieces, it is more white and lovely, rolled into a small bamboo tube, and the small square meat thorns are naturally turned out, the color is bright, and it is very pleasing to the eye.

Tang Qian held the chopsticks with both hands and presented them to Mr. Lu: "Please Mr. Lu taste this stir-fried cuttlefish." ”

Mr. Lu took the chopsticks with a smile, but he didn't expect this little girl to fry a small dish so quickly.

The meat of the cuttlefish is originally extremely crispy, and after being made like this, after taking a bite, Mr. Lu only feels that this thick meat is delicious and crispy, tender and delicious, and the more you chew, the more you chew, the more flavorful it becomes.

Mr. Qiu next to him swallowed his saliva silently, he didn't like this little girl, but this dish smelled very tempting.

Tang Qian took the chopsticks and presented them to Mr. Qiu: "Please Mr. Qiu to taste it." ”

Mr. Qiu just smiled and didn't answer, saying, "Little girl, it's good!"

There was no praise or disapproval in these words, but the actions made Tang Qian embarrassed.

Tang Qian was not reluctant, and put the chopsticks in front of Mr. Qiu.

Zhuang Shize was about to speak, but his uncle patted him lightly on the back, and his tense shoulders loosened.

Secretary Ding is used to seeing this meeting, which is nothing more than the usual trick of the leader to give his subordinates a horse and tell his subordinates that this is his territory, she just didn't expect that this Mr. Qiu is middle-aged, how can he still worry about a little girl of Tang Qian's age.

What's more, the little girl is not your subordinate! Secretary Ding couldn't help but feel sorry for Tang Qianlai - at such a young age, I heard that I followed the family to set up a stall, and I was admitted to A University, but this has not yet started, and I am thinking about the family's livelihood, is it easy for others!

She thinks that this Mr. Qiu is too bad at being a man, his boss is still here, his boss has taken the chopsticks and eaten, you still have a black face here, so don't you offend the boss?

Secretary Ding's eyes rolled - or is it Mr. Qiu and Mr. Lu who have a □□ face and a white face?

Secretary Ding, who was groaning in his stomach by the plate of cuttlefish rolls, decided to find something to divert his attention, and instead observed Mr. Qiu and Mr. Lu going.

Mr. Lu said to Mr. Qiu, "Qiu Sheng, come and have a taste." ”

Mr. Qiu sat down, picked up chopsticks, sandwiched a roll of cuttlefish, dipped a little sweat at the bottom of the dish, and put some garlic into his mouth - the cuttlefish is crispy, the pot is full of gas, and there is a little grease and fragrant, the moment he bites it, the fresh fish juice flows down the tip of the tooth and the tip of the tongue, and the fragrance runs from the tongue to the nose, sandwiched with the garlic fragrance, so that Mr. Qiu's cheeks are slightly warmed up, this taste is really happy!

He was a little surprised, but he didn't expect this little girl to have some real skills.

He was about to taste another piece, but Mr. Qiu said next to him, "Delicious, isn't it? There are always more skilled people in this world, don't you say?"

Mr. Qiu felt a chill down his spine when he heard this, and he suddenly lost his appetite, and he didn't know whether it was better to slap the chopsticks on the table immediately or slowly pretend to have eaten enough and put them down.

Before he could react, he saw Mr. Lu show that kind smile again: "It's really hard for you these days!" Mr. Lu looked up and said to Tang Qian and his party who were still standing, "Let's sit together and have a meal together." ”

Mr. Lin was the first to sit down—he had long wanted to try a piece of this cuttlefish roll.

Then there is Secretary Ding, whose soul of gossip is boiling in his body - this Mr. Qiu and Mr. Lu, you come and go, and they don't seem to be on the right track!

And then there is Zhuang Shize, who is a little apprehensive - Mr. Lu has not signed a contract with Tang Qian, so he can't rest assured.

Mr. Qiu looked at the back of Tang Qian walking to the stove to relight the fire, and his back was covered with cold sweat.