"Liu Mangjun, do you want to go and choose the person to taste the cuisine?" asked Hachiro Yamano. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"No need, Xiao Wu, you and Mr. Jiro can just follow along and have a look. Liu Mang waved his hand, walked to Wuyan's side and ordered: "Remember, go farther, it's best to choose by yourself." ”

"Boss, I understand. Five Eyes nodded and followed the hotel staff out.

After waiting for nearly twenty minutes, Five Eyes and they returned, followed by dozens of people dressed in different costumes, both men and women.

"How's that?

"No problem, these passers-by were randomly selected by me on the street, and they can't fake them. Five-Eyes replied.

"Really, can we really taste Mr. Jiro Kohashi's food for free?"

"Of course, but before you do, you have to do me a small favor. Hachiro Yamano took the microphone and stood on a small stage: "That's to help me vote for your favorite dish." ”

After that, the hotel staff pushed up two small carts, on which Liu Mang's dumplings and Fukuda Hideo's rice balls were placed.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are two dishes in front of you, and when you have finished tasting them, please put the sign given to you into these two glass jars. ”

Two glass jars have been placed on the stage, and on the white paper pasted on them, dumplings and rice balls are written respectively.

"Boss, if we win, these two devils won't cheat, right?" asked Wuyan in Liu Mang's ear.

"Probably not, although I didn't sign the documents this time, but all the people present are well-known people from Dongying, if Hachiro Yamano wants to cheat, then there is really no face. ”

"Well, that makes sense. But I've tasted that guy's rice balls, and they're really delicious!" Goan replied, swallowing and foaming.

"It's okay, I'm sure of victory!" Liu Mang clenched his fist fiercely.

"Alright, everyone, let's start tasting!"

I have to say that Dongying people are still quite qualified in public. After listening to Hachiro Yamano's words, they consciously lined up and stepped forward one by one to taste the food on the two carts.

"Excuse me, how do you eat this?" asked a chubby girl wearing a cartoon jumper with a ball-headed head, picking up Liu Mang's dumplings.

"Mr. Jiro, if you translate it to her, she will say that this dumpling must be dipped in the dipping water in a small saucer and eaten. ”

"Okay. Jiro Ida nodded and translated Liu Mang's words.

"It's really delicious! It's delicious!" the chubby girl picked up the dumplings and dipped them in water and put them in her mouth, and immediately let out an exclamation.

"Oh my God, I've never eaten such delicious dumplings, is this the masterpiece of Master Erlang?" After reluctantly swallowing, the girl looked at the remaining dumplings on the cart, as if she was trying to hold back her desire.

Hearing the girl's exclamation, Hideo Fukuda let out a heavy 'snort' in his nostrils.

Then, she picked up a rice ball from the cart next to her, sniffed it on the tip of her nose, and then put it in her mouth and bit it.

Hideo Fukuda looked forward to what kind of praise this girl would say after eating his rice balls.

But what he didn't expect was that the girl tasted it, her eyebrows actually wrinkled, and she didn't say a word. And I waited a long time to finish the rice balls, and it seemed that it was difficult to eat.

"Hmph, a guy who doesn't know how to appreciate!" Hideo Fukuda was a little strange, could it be that this girl doesn't like to eat balls?

After eating the rice balls, the girl glanced back at the dumplings on the cart, then walked to the front of the stage and threw the sign in her hand into the glass jar labeled with dumplings.

"What's the matter, why didn't you choose me?" Hideo Fukuda chuckled in his heart, and his face turned cold.

"It must be a matter of this girl's personal taste, and the next person will definitely choose me!" Hideo Fukuda comforted himself in his heart.

Next to taste is a middle-aged man in a suit and glasses, and he also eats dumplings first.

Like that girl, after eating the dumplings, she also let out a series of exclamations.

To Fukuda's surprise, the middle-aged man also had a hard time eating his rice balls and voted for Liu Mang's dumplings.

"What the hell is going on!" Hideo Fukuda was not calm, he couldn't help but walk up to the cart, take a rice ball and give it to his mouth to taste.

"No problem! The taste is very good! Why don't you vote for me? Is Liu Mang's dumplings really going to exceed my rice balls?"

The third person then stepped forward to taste, and like the first two, he also voted for Liu Mang.

Fourth ...... Fifth ......

By the time Liu Mang's dumplings had already received more than a dozen votes, Hideo Fukuda finally broke out.

He pulled the collar of a small man who had just finished voting, and roared: "Baga! Why do you vote for dumplings? Is my rice ball so unpalatable?"

"You made this rice ball, with all due respect, I've never eaten such a bad rice ball!" the little man said unceremoniously as he broke away from Hideo Fukuda's hand.

"Bastard, you dare to insult my cuisine!" Hideo Fukuda was so angry that his eyes were red.

"Fukuda-kun, please let go of that gentleman, everyone has the right to choose their favorite cuisine!" Jiro Kohashi walked onto the stage and pulled the two apart.

"Why, why?" said Hideo Fukuda, pulling at his hair, like madness.

"Wait! There's no reason for this! Suspend voting first!" Hachiro Yamano also realized that the situation was wrong, and picked up the microphone again and again.

"Why? Do you want to play tricks?" Liu Mang said coldly.

"No! I'm just very skeptical, isn't there one of so many people who likes Fukuda-kun's rice balls?

"Haha, what a joke, what can I do? Liu Mang picked up a rice ball from the cart and handed it to Hachiro Yamano.

Hachiro Yamano bit it to his mouth, and he also showed a puzzled look.

This rice ball is the same as the one he tasted just now, the taste has not changed at all, it is very delicious, and it is even better than Liu Mang's dumplings.

But why don't these people vote for their side? Is it because of the people? That's not even more right, when he was selecting people just now, he also followed, and there were a few people he pulled from the side of the road, and there was absolutely no problem.

"If I don't, I'll win. Liu Mang crossed his arms and stared condescendingly at Hachiro Yamano.

"This ......" Hachiro Yamano squeaked and stomped his foot fiercely: "Go on!"

After a while, everyone tasted it, and the results of the vote were shocked!

Liu Mang's 'Yusheng Dumplings' got all the votes, and Hideo Fukuda's 'Extremely Fresh Rice Balls' didn't even get a single vote!