Chapter Thirty-Seven: Turning Away
"I can't do this kind of thing, old man!"
Old Man Kong said with a calm old face: "This dish is indeed the most authentic fish-flavored shredded pork in Sichuan cuisine, and the fish-flavored shredded pork that we eat most often now is just improved by later generations." ”
"Sir, you are confused. Even though it's fish-flavored shredded pork, it doesn't use fish as an ingredient. Park Yong-so still didn't give up and continued to pick thorns in the eggs.
At this time, Lu Yan stood up with a sneer and said, "I admit that fish is not used in this dish, but Mr. Park, don't forget, the rule is a dish related to fish, not necessarily fish, I think Mr. You are confusing the two meanings." ”
"You" Park Yong-so was speechless, the rules really didn't say that he had to use fish, and his Korean kimchi only used the soup of sea fish.
And Lu Meinu looked at this stick coldly, biting and chewing words in front of the ancestor who played word games, it was like playing a big knife in front of Guan Gong, and she didn't know whether she was alive or dead!
Lu Yan turned sideways again and greeted the other eight judges with a smile: "You should have no objections, right?" ”
"Oh, dear Miss Lu, you have made it so clear, what other objections can we have." A handsome Caucasian man of about forty years of age thinks he is a gentleman.
Actually, this old handsome guy, including several other judges. They were all attracted by the unique taste of fish-flavored shredded pork, and they couldn't wait to taste this dish quickly.
It's just that because of their own identity, they can't make gaffes.
Lu Yan nodded slightly and said, "In this case, then please bring the dishes to the judges and let them taste it." ”
At this time, Wu Zihan also put away her little daughter, and came to the judges' table with a solemn face holding fish-flavored shredded pork.
As the dish is served, the intoxicating aroma becomes clearer, with a mixture of sweet and spicy flavors, which is almost intoxicating.
First of all, it is intoxicating and sweet, making people feel like they have returned to the time of first love. Just as this hazy feeling had matured, a fierce flame burned, the passion and pleasure of tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time.
I can't help but want to join hands with the son, drag the son away to be a winged bird, and hang the southeast branch together!
At this moment, even an old man like Kong Yunqing felt that his sincerity was glowing like spring.
Several judges looked at each other, only to see that everyone had a crystal liquid hanging from the corner of their mouths, and they looked like they were fighting in full equipment.
"Huh~"
I saw a neon flash, and a large piece of meat on the plate was missing in the blink of an eye.
Lu Yan is worthy of being born in a TV station, and she has to grab everything fresh. When several elders were still intoxicated with the beautiful mood, she had already found the right time to start, and unexpectedly grabbed a large chopstick into her plate. In the face of such tempting food, all reserved and arrogant have to stand aside, and satisfying the appetite is the right way.
With this good start, the others couldn't care about the problem anymore, and picked up the chopsticks and squeezed over.
It was a plate of fish-flavored shredded meat, but in an instant, it was divided by a group of gluttons, and there was not even a little foam of onion and garlic left, and the smooth and slippery plate seemed to have been washed again.
The gourmets grabbed their own food, and despite the surprised eyes of everyone present, they began to eat wildly.
"Yo Xi, first-class awe~~" An old man in a black kimono held his cheeks in public like a girl, revealing a look of spring.
What a tender shredded meat!
As soon as I put it in my mouth, this shredded meat can chew out the tenderness of the fish, and the soft feeling that lingers between the teeth is like kissing the delicate skin of a lover.
It's wonderful!
Immediately afterwards, a faint sadness crossed between the taste buds, like the sad tears of lovers, which made people sad.
However, the sentimentality did not last long, and a taste of passion burst out between the tongue and teeth. It's like the passion ignited in grief, and it is the momentum of the prairie fire like the golden wind and jade dew.
This kind of taste is really sultry!
"Hmm~~ah~~"
Lu Yan's beautiful cheeks were crimson, and her whole person seemed to be floating in the clouds, and she couldn't help but let out a kitten-like spring cry from the depths of her throat.
In the end, a stimulating smell hit, which made her meet the iceberg beauty in an instant.
It was just a fine sweat on her forehead, a testimony to the pleasure she had just experienced.
At the same time, the others also woke up from the mood.
I saw that the old man Kong wiped the sweat on his face with a silk handkerchief, and said with emotion: "Such a fish-flavored shredded meat that can stimulate people's emotions, the old man has lived for so long or the first time to taste it, it is in vain!" ”
"Okay guys, shouldn't we rate this dish?"
The old man who came back to his senses was so excited in his heart, he believed that this plate of fish-flavored shredded pork would definitely save the face of the Chinese kitchen world.
In this way, he, the president, does not have to resign for this cooking competition.
"Well, indeed!" The judges all nodded yes.
Immediately, including Mr. Sun and Lu Meinu, the ten judges all showed signs with full scores.
And Park Yongsu in the audience kept glancing at the Korean judges, but unfortunately the old man was still reminiscing about what he had just said and ignored him completely.
At this time, the voice of the master of ceremonies sounded at the right time: "Good! In the end, this fish-flavored shredded pork conquered all the judges and became the only perfect score in this cooking competition! It seems that our champion was born. ”
"Mr. Park, I'm really sorry, it seems that this time it was our Huaxia luck to win."
After the results came out, Kong Yunqing walked off the stage with great relief, and greeted Park Yongsu who was covered with dark clouds in spring.
"I have to admit that you Huaxia people really have two brushes, but don't think that if you win this time, you can have such luck next time." After saying that, Park Yong-so wanted to leave angrily.
It's just, can he go?
"Hehe, whether it's strength or luck. To win is to win, and to lose is to lose. As the saying goes, if you are willing to gamble and lose, is it time for Mr. Park to fulfill his promise? "Lu Da Beauty has changed back to that arrogant and cold expression, from the seats, that temperament is the moon god of the Guanghan Palace, and it can't be compared.
Park Yong-so's face was extremely pale, and he sent messages to allies in other countries asking for help. One by one, however, they looked away and brushed the matter away.
"Okay~~ I promise that all the Korean restaurants and restaurants in Yundu will be closed." Park Yongsu held his breath and said, "It's always okay like this, right?!" ”
Kong Yunqing smiled: "Mr. Park seems to have forgotten about cultural plagiarism." ”
The old man is a descendant of Kong Sheng, and his ancestors have been stolen, how can he not ask for justice.
"Don't deceive people too much." Park Yong-so's face twitched a few times, and he even had the heart to kill.
"We didn't bully you, this was all agreed at the beginning, if Mr. Park forgets, you can ask the reporter friends present."
The old man's attitude is very resolute, if you don't admit it, we will take this matter to the international community, and see what kind of face you stick will have in the international community in the future.
"I will definitely repay the humiliation I suffered today."
Park Yong-so twisted his handsome face, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth: "I admit that our culture of Dagoryeo is plagiarized from China, so it's okay." ”
After saying that, he blushed and left the venue with a group of sticks.
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