The light in Xue Mingzhu's eyes was comparable to the blazing afternoon sun, Su Chan had an indifferent face, clasped her hands to her chest, and poked Lin Yan, who was next to her who was the most familiar with Liangdu's upper-class relationships, and asked:

"Who's that?"

Lin Yan was in a daze, falling into a personal world that others couldn't understand, she was stabbed by Su Chan, startled, came back to her senses, looked at Su Chan's terrible eyes, was stunned when she saw Xue Mingzhu, and thought for a moment in a slightly dull way, before she suddenly remembered and said in surprise:

"Ah, isn't that Xue Mingzhu!"

"I'm not interested in her name, I'm just asking you what she's like. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Su Xianpi said to her with a smile.

Lin Yan pursed her lips in disdain, Su Xian's attitude towards her was as strict as ever, and she tried to search for a while in the memories of the young poor nobles, and she replied:

"Xue Mingzhu is the niece of Xue Guifei, the mother of His Royal Highness King Wu, Xue Guifei has only one younger brother, did not take the official career, took the business road, is one of the best imperial businessmen, Xue Mingzhu's parents passed away very early, Xue Guifei loved her niece, so she took her to the palace to be raised, she grew up with Xue Guifei, Xue Guifei loved her very much, although there was no title, but her actual status was no different from the princess. Xue Mingzhu's eldest brother Xue Ming is now the most promising businessman in Liangdu, and seventy percent of the entertainment industry in Liangdu is her brother's capital, and the Xue Ming Building we live in is Xue Ming's. ”

"What else?" Su Xian stared at her directly, not very satisfied with such little information, Su Xian didn't hear the point.

Lin Yan was stunned, and finally understood what she wanted to know, clapped her hand, and whispered to Su Xian and the others:

"By the way, I heard that Xue Guifei was interested in wanting Xue Mingzhu and Ah Wei to marry in the early years, although she only mentioned it vaguely at the time, and she didn't say it too clearly, but the meaning has been revealed, presumably Xue Mingzhu also knows about it."

Su Xian and Su Chan glanced at each other, and then looked at Xue Mingzhu in the distance, whose eyes were comparable to the sun, full of eyes, and only reminisced about everything around him, and couldn't see it, the kind of hot gaze that was obsessed to the extreme, Su Xian, who was a woman, knew very well, this girl liked aftertaste very much, and she liked it to the point that she could see the fanaticism in her eyes, which was very difficult.

"I know from my body that she must be a beauty." Su Xian said.

"It's weak." Su Chan said disapprerovingly.

"It's not a gentleman, only men like it if they are weaker. Born rich and noble, there is no burden, she is a beauty in appearance, soft in nature, quiet and dignified, like a daffodil in a porcelain vase in Ru kiln, which is the kind that a man wants to marry. ”

"A man who wants to marry a daffodil will not fall in love with the second sister, and those who can look at the second sister will feel that the taste of the daffodils is too light." Su Chan seemed to become relieved after listening to Lin Yan's description, and after listening to Su Xian's words, she was even more disapproving, she had already refocused her eyes on the stage.

Su Xian was very surprised, and stared at Su Chan with a slightly stunned expression, as if she had reacquainted with her.

Su Chan was uncomfortable, and glared at her unhappily: "What do you think I'm doing?" ”

"No, I just suddenly felt that you also had a brain." Su Xian shrugged and said.

"You don't have a brain!" Su Chan is a big man.

Lin Yan listened to the conversation between the two of them, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong with you?" Su Chan glanced at her, and Su Chan felt very unhappy that she could always be heard sighing, and asked in a stiff tone.

Lin Yan was silent for a while, looked up at the sky, and sighed faintly:

"I just suddenly thought about where I lived in the first twenty years, how can I just grow my brain for a long time?"

She commented on herself quite harshly, which surprised Su Xian and Su Chan, the two glanced at each other, and Su Xian said:

"You've been getting more and more gloomy lately, and it's because you feel lonely that you hate yourself more and more? Why don't I introduce you to two handsome offspring? There are really a lot of handsome boys in Liangdu. ”

Lin Yan's face flushed, although she was used to Su Xian's frivolity and understood that she didn't plan to change it at all, she was still not good at dealing with this kind of frivolous rhetoric, so she had to turn her head and pretend not to hear.

Su Xian snorted boringly, in her opinion, a woman who has been separated from her should be bold and unrestrained, and she is not a yellow flower girl who doesn't know anything, too shy will make people feel disgusting, but Lin Yan still can't let go of her after being with her for so long, which makes her despise and feel bored.

Huiwei didn't accept Xue Mingzhu's invitation, but found a place to sit aside, which made Su Xian feel very relieved, and she didn't think about anything else, and completely focused on Su Miao, who had already started preparing the ingredients on the stage.

At the judges' seat, Master Jiang was very dissatisfied with the fact that Dongpingmen and Su Miao didn't want to discuss with him at all because they changed the rules on their own, and muttered vigorously:

"What about the assistant? What about the three assistants that one person brings according to the rules? If you can't say it, you can't say it, whose consent did they have? ”

"The King of Chef Contest is not the top candidate, as long as it is not cheating, where do those rules and regulations come from." Master Jingming waved his hand disapprovingly, staring at the stage with a pair of eyes and grinning.

Master Jiang felt that he was smiling a little obscenely, pursed his lips in disgust, and said in a stiff tone:

"The mage seems to be particularly fond of Su Miao."

"I love to see the kind of girl who smiles and doesn't seem to have any heart on weekdays, and is very serious when it comes to a critical moment." Master Jingming stroked his beard and smiled, looking up at Master Jiang, "You don't like to look at it?" I see your eyes are almost closed. ”

Master Jiang didn't deny it, but just pursed his lips, looking like he didn't want to see him in general.

On the stage, Su Miao took out fresh taro from the bamboo basket on the cooking table, picked up a slender knife, and skillfully peeled the taro while turning it. With the rotation of the left hand, the taro skin of almost the same width falls off in a circle, although it is only peeling, but the flowing technique makes the spectators pleasing to the eye, as if it is a performance, with an inexplicable attraction that people want to see.

Master Jingming liked Su Miao's peeling technique very much, touched his beard and said with a smile:

"This girl didn't deliberately learn the rough style of a man when cooking, and still retained the cleanliness and innocence of a girl, but her technique was free and neat, and she didn't drag the mud and water at all, I like this kind of child the most."

"In terms of technique, I prefer the one over there." Master Jiang, who was holding a long silk silk in his hand, listened to Master Jingming's words, but pointed to Dongpingmen.

Master Jingming looked over to the Dongping Gate with a displeasure, but instead of focusing on his neat knife cutting technique, he let out a surprised "huh".

After Su Miao and Dongpingmen peeled all the taro, washed it, cut it into thick slices, and almost simultaneously raised the oil pan and fried the taro slices until golden brown.

The synchronization of the movements made Master Jingming feel more and more strange, and after watching the two of them finish processing the taro, they picked up the red and white pork belly and scraped it clean, boiled it in the soup pot until it was half-cooked enough to insert it into the chopsticks, and then took it out and smeared it with starch syrup while it was hot.

Even the application technique is almost the same, gentle but targeted, as if you were massaging, allowing the fresh pork belly to absorb as much sugar as possible.

At this time, Dongpingmen finally found that Su Miao was actually doing the exact same process as himself, and a wooden heart sank slightly at this moment, frowning at her.

Master Jingming was very incomprehensible, his gray eyebrows furrowed, and he muttered:

"What is that girl doing?" (To be continued.) )