"Yay, it worked!" Chu Xiangling clenched his fists vigorously and winked at the editor-in-chief, "Thank you for the mercy of the leader!" So are you going to hold a cooking competition? ”

"No, we're going to warm it up in the newspaper, and then we'll organize a food jury and take the form of a surprise tasting live report for the food jury to judge. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

In this way, the first is to avoid some businesses from over-preparing and making some fake big airs to participate in the competition, and secondly, to surprise the airborne scene, which truly reflects the daily business situation of the merchants and the real quality of the dishes.

Thirdly, the food jury will taste it by itself and report it on the spot to avoid collusion and cheating, and ensure the fairness, justice and openness of the competition.

Chu Xiangling ran to Wang Yuan's store and told him the good news, Wang Yuan just smiled faintly, he had never participated in this kind of competition, and he didn't know how much traffic it would bring after participating, so he didn't have much hope, just be normal!

"I'm sure you'll be able to do it!" Chu Xiangling took advantage of the convenience of work, ran and ate, and almost swept the large and small restaurants in the city, she can say with certainty that Wang Yuan's cooking may not be the best, but it must be the most distinctive!

"Gain and loss are fate, don't let them disturb your heart." Wang Yuan said a Zen machine, Chu Xiangling frowned, "Forget it, I don't have anything to do with you, I have to go back to prepare the draft!" ”

As soon as she pushed open the door, a white dress floated by outside the door, and the two of them staggered by.

The person who came was the woman in white yesterday, Mu Changxin.

She still chose to sit down by the seat at the door, took off her sunglasses, and glanced at Wang Yuan with a pair of eyes with spiritual light.

Wang Yuan looked at the clock on the wall, no more than one cent, no less, it was still half past six in the evening.

"The same old way." She whispered, and refused to say anything more.

Wang Yuan poured her a glass of water, she looked at it, took a sip, and put it back on the table, the expression on her face did not fluctuate at all.

It's still charcoal-grilled matsutake mushrooms.

At this time, there was no one in the store, only Wang Yuan and this fairy-like beautiful Mu Changxin, the two of them went one after the other, one tasted the food slowly and elegantly, and the other pretended to wipe the table and sneaked to see people.

After ten minutes, Mu Changxin stopped his chopsticks, took out one hundred and ten yuan from his leather bag, put it on the table, and turned to leave.

From beginning to end, three words were spoken.

"What a weirdo." Wang Yuan looked at her departing back, and wondered in his heart, she didn't seem to like to talk very much.

Maybe she doesn't like to talk to me!

When Mu Changxin drove back to the villa, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the first thing she did was to open her cousin's travel record to see where he had been today and how many travel pictures he had sent to herself.

"Changxin, you went to that store again today! I knew you would love it, and although the store is not big, the owner is very nice and handsome, and he cooks with great care. Zhou Sheng's text message popped up on his mobile phone, Mu Changxin smiled slightly and deleted the message.

She grabbed her notebook and started working, and the work was never finished, until midnight, when she shook her aching neck, stood up and looked at the bright moonlight outside, remembering the plate of charcoal-grilled matsutake mushrooms she tasted tonight, which seemed to taste a little better than yesterday's.

Is it because the boss uses a little more heart when cooking?

Maybe so, but who cares?

Jiang Xueqing's train arrived at the station at six o'clock in the morning, and Wang Yuan was so excited that he couldn't sleep and slipped into the fairy vegetable garden.

Wang Yuan entered the vegetable market with a purchased sickle, and at this time, the intermediate vegetable market had been integrated with the primary vegetable market, and as long as he paid five hundred yuan, he could enter and exit at will.

There is a paddy field with japonica rice that has matured.

He wielded a scythe to cut the rice, which was so fast that it cut off the roots of the plant at the slightest touch, without any effort.

Removing grains and bagging them, Wang Yuan was very busy.

In less than half an hour, the five catties of shelled rice had been harvested, Wang Yuan went out of the vegetable field, came to the tool field, and spent 100 yuan to grind the rice into polished rice.

This time you can use it directly.

Generally, the rice yield rate is about 70%, and after five catties of rice are processed, there are three and a half catties of polished rice left, Wang Yuan thinks it is so expensive, he bought three catties of rice for five hundred yuan, and it costs more than one hundred and sixty yuan for one catty.

But in order to make a delicious meal for my sister who has returned from afar, no matter how expensive it is, it is worth it.

He went back to the kitchen and looked at the time, it was already four o'clock in the morning, so he simply didn't sleep, he washed the rice with the spring water of the fairy garden, put the rice in the pot, and simmered it over low heat.

Soon, a strong smell of rice erupted with steam, forming a rich white cloud in the early morning sky, which penetrated into everyone's nostrils along the half-open window.

"I'm so hungry!" A man in a drowsy sleep grabbed his feet and shoved them into his mouth.

"Mom, hungry, woo woo woo ......" The sleeping child smelled this fragrance, wow wow crying, mother hurriedly dressed and went down to the ground to make milk powder, and raised her nose to smell it, as if it was rice!

But is the rice so fragrant?

Many people woke up.

To be exact, it is "smoked" by the aroma of rice.

Before the door was opened, there was the sound of Suosuo's footsteps outside the door, Wang Yuan hurriedly opened the roller shutter door to see, I don't know when there were many people standing outside the door, everyone looked inside, including the couple who bought the fried eggplant box a few days ago.

The two of them were shooting in the hotel, and they were awakened by the fragrance, and they smelled the smell and came to it, and it happened that it was this store again.

"Sorry, it's not business hours yet." Wang Yuan looked at these people who gave up sleep for food, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, but there was no way, this bit of rice was left for my sister.

My sister is coming back, and it's only natural for my brother to cook something delicious.

The crowd didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

"Today's amount is relatively small, so please go back first, and everyone will come back for lunch at noon!" Wang Yuan talked badly, and finally persuaded everyone to leave.

"Okay! We'll be back at noon! Several people shouted by their necks, Wang Yuan nodded again and again, "Don't worry, let everyone eat enough at noon!" ”

"Don't forget!" Some people have gone far and turned back to admonish.

"I can't forget it!" Wang Yuan shouted so loudly that his voice was hoarse.

"What if I forgot?" Suddenly, someone was talking behind him, and his voice was crisp, like a lark.

Wang Yuan's eyebrows furrowed, who was talking?

He was just about to turn his head, but a pair of slender little hands covered his eyes, and a giggling sound sounded in his ears, "Brother, guess who I am?" ”

"Cher, what an old terrier!" Wang Yuan grabbed her wrist and turned his head to look at Jiang Xueqing, Jiang Xueqing was looking at him with a smile, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of joy.

Behind her, stood a tall young man, wearing a pair of glasses, his hands trembling.