A tasting under the camera came to an abrupt end.

Tang Yuqiong didn't know when the live broadcast was turned off, and only the interview camera of CCTV Food Station was still working normally.

Washroom door.

"Knock knock!"

After lingering at the door for a while, Yuan Yun, who was restless, knocked on the door again and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Mom, can't you hurry up?"

Through the door, the sound of the toilet bowl can be faintly heard.

After a while, Yuan Lanzhi came out neatly dressed, raised her hand and knocked on her daughter's forehead, "I didn't tell you to wait, you are impatient, wouldn't it be good to go over and sit there by yourself?"

Yuan Yun suddenly said angrily: "I'm afraid of disturbing Chef Xia's interview!"

Yuan Lanzhi had a hint of banter in her eyes, but after all, she didn't pierce the girl's already thin and tender skin. This is obviously apprehensive and shy, and I have to let my mother accompany me to feel at ease.

Yuan Yun pulled her mother's arm and took two steps forward, but stopped suddenly, turned her head and looked Yuan Lanzhi up and down, until a thin layer of anger appeared on the woman's face, and the girl stuck out her tongue and whispered: "Then again, Mom, you are really fine, right?"

"You have a problem, and I don't look at the way you looked just now, your face is full of saliva, and the matter has spread out, I will see how you face your classmates when you return to Jinling. ”

Obviously, the girl wanted to grab her mother's handle, but unexpectedly, the woman's words made the girl crazy.

"Ahh

Hearing this, Yuan Yun covered her face in shame, thinking of a group of friends pointing around her, that scene was terrifying just by imagining, she stomped her feet and said hatefully: "Hmph, if they dare to laugh at me, I will also expose their troubles! Come on, hurt each other!"

Seeing her daughter falling into self-talk, the woman glanced sideways at the bathroom, and her eyes flashed.

In the main house, an interview is underway.

The annex of Zhao's Winery, the elegance of the interior decoration does not need to be said, there is no need for extra background environment layout, a square table full of Chinese style, two chairs, Xia Yu and Qi Qingyan, sitting across the table, the camera is tightly focused on the two of them.

Towards the end of the interview, the established script was gone, Qi Qingyan played on the spot, threw out a question, and stared closely at the young and elegant face: "The tasting just now, Miss Tang did a live broadcast, at this time it must have been a sensation on the whole network, can you tell me in detail about the recipe of yellow eel soup?

Speaking of this, Qi Qingyan changed his previous gentleness, his eyes were sharp, and his tone was low: "Is it because of the strong opponents that you are about to face in the top 20 qualifying competition?"

She bites the word "strong enemy" very hard.

The cameraman was very clever, and when Qi Qingyan asked, he first gave Xia Yu a close-up of his face, and when he saw that he didn't react, he immediately turned the focus, and the camera swept to Zhu Qing and Tang Yuqiong sitting in the corner of the room.

Zhu Qing treated it indifferently, but Tang Yuqiong changed slightly, and this detail undoubtedly fell on the camera.

"A strong enemy?"

Xia Yu just smiled, didn't deny it, and didn't respond positively.

But in his heart, he smiled.

Isn't it okay to study this kind of thing, apart from external oppressive forces, to suddenly whim, to rise, and to be interested?

Of course, he didn't say such a flamboyant and frivolous speech, firstly, there was no need for this, and secondly, his name as the "Young Demon King" became louder and louder, Xia Yu didn't think it was a good thing, especially that the Chinese dragon leader sent a special envoy to convey the message before he returned to China, and it was still like a thorn in Xia Yu's heart.

I'm all back, where are you, old fellow?

For a while, such a thought has always been entrenched in my heart. Xia Yu couldn't help but send a voice of resentment to the high-flying ruler of the Chinese realm, "If there is something to say, don't hide it, labor and management are uncomfortable and it is difficult to sleep!"

And.

A pair of eyes that were secretly paying attention made Xia Yu feel uncomfortable, how many old guys had noticed him?

"Chef Summer, Chef Summer......"

Qi Qingyan woke up the young man with divergent thinking.

"Oh, I was distracted just now, you asked the recipe, right? It's an ordinary medicinal soup, and the eel processing process is also very simple, slaughtering, washing, cutting into pieces, and then blanching with hot medicinal soup to remove the muddy smell and blood of the meat, and the next step is to stir-fry with fat and green onions, and finally throw the fried eel meat into a casserole and medicinal soup to cook......"

After speaking, Xia Yu got up from the chair and stretched his waist, "It's finally over!"

Qi Qingyan stood up and reminded with some embarrassment: "There is the next question, what is the reason for you to retreat and study day and night, a strong enemy?"

"A strong enemy?"

Xia Yu stretched out his lazy arms and stopped in mid-air, and the face that came over to the side was full of confusion, not pretended, "Who?"

Qi Qingyan opened his mouth, but because he was a Hua Dan of CCTV Food Table, and he was conducting an interview with a celebrity chef, at this time, he reminded him by name, isn't it the fuse that ignites the explosive barrel and leads the battle in the air, if the fans of the two camps make a fuss, then the food table is sandwiched in the middle, and it is not a person inside and out.

Can't lead the battle!

This thought prevented Qi Qingyan from spitting out that person's name, but in his heart, Qi Qingyan silently added: "In the Chinese world, your strong enemy against the younger generation is only the 'China Five Shows', especially the leading disciple who has won the king for several consecutive years-Ye Feizhou!"

At the end of the interview, and being entertained with chic cuisine, Qi Qingyan left in a hurry, a little panicked.

"Hey!"

Tang Yuqiong was dissatisfied, "You guy, didn't you take our "China Five Shows" in your eyes, come on, come on, come with me a halberd warm-up first, let you see the progress of the old lady during this time, don't think that you have been running, and we are standing still!"

"Halberd warm-up?"

"Mother?"

"Ha, the momentum is not weak!"

Xia Yu, who was about to cross the door, stopped his steps, raised his hand and pointed to the three clay pot yellow eel soup on the tray in the corner, and said with a smile, "Come on, you taste all these three soups first, and then we will sit down and talk about the halberd provisions." ”

Wow!

The foot was weak, and Tang Yuqiong's extremely strong momentum that had just been condensed suddenly weakened, "What, what, I'm just talking casually, who wants to eat your dark cuisine? Don't try to poison me!"

Her fingers kept stirring a strand of hair in her ear, her eyes fluttering, and her eyes were marked with a palpable fear of "dark cuisine".

"I will never eat eels again!" Tang Yuqiong complained silently in her heart.

"Hey, what a woman who has become an eel!"

Xia Yu smiled and waved his hand away.

Yuan Yun and Yuan Lanzhi's mother and daughter had just arrived from the other end of the corridor, but Xia Yu walked away, and the girl could only watch the god in her heart enter the kitchen and close the door again, her lips smacked a few times, and after all, she didn't shout out any words about the young man please stay.

Zhu Qing crossed his waist and said to Yuan Lanzhi: "Lanzhi, we haven't seen each other for several years, I heard that you have become the director of Yuan's Cuisine Private School in Jinling......

Two women of the same age found a chair to sit down and catch up.

……

After three days, the audition of the annual New Year's Day hunt was finally in full swing to the last one.

Just when the battle of the top 30 was in the white-hot stage, in the suburbs of Shanghai, in the manor property of Baiyulou, there was a surprise voice, which echoed in the villa from the cooking room.

"Master Wei!"

"Master Wei!!"

In the study, Venerable Long Wei An was staring at the laptop screen, watching a video of the game repeatedly, instead of the top 30 knockout matches that were being broadcast live on the whole network, "This sea bass medicinal soup is indeed a Lin-level work, the formula image of the spear and shield of the two chapters of 'light tempeh' and 'salty tempeh' is simply a stroke of genius, spirituality!"

The shouting outside the door quickly approached Wei An, and in the short moment when the figure of the lover came in, Wei An slapped the lid of the laptop with his hand and closed the computer.

Crackling.

However, due to the lack of control of the force, the notebook was closed, but there was a slap mark on the surface of the lid that was dented.

Seeing this, Wei An's eyebrows twitched.

Don't think about it, the laptop must have a broken screen. For Venerable Long, who was accustomed to frugality, he couldn't help but have a ripple of irritability when he saw that he had broken things.

"Feizhou, what's the matter?" Wei An grimaced.

Ye Feizhou, who has always adhered to etiquette, broke into the study without knocking on the door this time, with a deep joy written on his face, and he adjusted his breathing with a trace of trill: "Master Wei, I, I touched it!"

Bang!

Another palm, the laptop on the desk crackled with an electric flash.