Before you know it, seven days have passed.

In the early morning of the Laba Festival, the whole city of people of all ages set out and came to the entrance of Hanzheng Street early to welcome the annual goose killing conference.

For the people of Goose City, who like to eat Yangming feather geese, by watching this grand event, they can open their eyes and see many new goose dishes, and when they return home, they can imitate the chefs and make their own delicious food.

What's more, according to the rules of the past years, the worst performing stores are punished and many customers are entertained for free. After watching the cooking showdown, you can also eat a free meal, who wouldn't want to participate?

Before the start of the conference, the street entrance was already crowded with people.

Everyone in the Feng family stood guard at the street corner to ensure that the crowd would not break in in advance, so that the participating chefs could calm down and concentrate on cooking their creations.

The cooking time limit is two hours, and after the time is up, the judges are able to enter the alley, taste the works from stall to stall, and give away a colored ball in their hands. After that, the general audience entered the venue to eliminate waste and sweep away all the delicacies of the competition.

At this moment, Feng Changjian stood at the corner of the street, announcing the 200 judges according to the list returned to him by Wu Bencao, and distributing colored balls at the same time.

"The conference has been held for so many years, and the elders and villagers know the rules, so I don't need to repeat them. But there is one thing I have to warn you about. Due to the large number of restaurants participating in the competition, we can't guarantee absolute fairness, and restaurants deep in the alley will inevitably suffer. ”

He said with a pleasant face: "For example, the wormwood bar that has caused a sensation in the city recently, is located very far in the middle. But Chef Wu's craftsmanship, anyone who has drunk the soup of hope, will give a thumbs up. Wouldn't it be a pity if the judges voted early and forgot to taste his masterpiece?"

This is clearly an advertisement for Wu Materia Medica, reminding everyone not to patronize and eat what is in front of you, and forget that there is a big guy in the depths of the alley. If you miss this opportunity to eat his dishes for free, you will have to spend a lot of money if you want to eat them in the future.

Feng Changjian's blatant advertising, not at the behest of Wu Bencao, but his wishful thinking.

The situation that the Feng family feared the most was that the judges ignored Wu Bencao and did not vote for him, resulting in him ranking at the bottom. Then, from Wu Bencao's standpoint, there is reason to suspect that the Feng family is doing it and deliberately suppressing him.

In this way, the wind sword jumped into the Yellow River and could not be washed. In order to avoid this situation, he could only say good things for Wu Bencao.

Hearing his reminder, the audience was full of voices, and the audience began to discuss.

"To tell you the truth, what I'm looking forward to the most this time is Boss Wu, and I have to try his creativity no matter what!"

"Do you still need to say this, Boss Wu claims to have the worst sword skills, but last time he abused Ding Qiandao, I want to see how wonderful he is in other aspects!"

"I think you'd better not expect too much. The topic of the goose killing conference is fixed, which restricts the chef's performance, and no matter how clever he is, he may not be able to find inspiration in the goose meat. ”

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Everyone was gossiping, with a lot of doubts and worries, but more of them were looking forward to it.

That's the famous Boss Wu, he can easily solve the problem of opening the pulse that countless geniuses can't overcome for many years, and he can't deal with a little Yangming feather goose?

Most people firmly believe that Wu Materia Medica's talent is worth looking forward to and will not disappoint them.

After a long wait, two hours finally passed.

Feng Changjian personally rang the gong to inform the chefs to stop cooking, and at the same time shouted, "Judges, you can enter!"

Two hundred judges walked into Hanzheng Street with colored balls in hand.

The most critical tasting part began.

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Deep in the alley.

After the last explosion, the wormwood bar was razed to ruins, and Wu Bencao had to open the store opposite and merge the two stores into one. After some renovation, the store has spacious space and dining seats, elegant decoration, and a significant improvement in grade.

The biggest focus is that the modern kitchen has also been upgraded.

At this time, Wu Bencao was sitting at the door in a daze.

Xiao Ai hugged Xiao Yi and sat next to her, if it were in previous years, she would definitely be in the crowd at the corner of the street at this time, waiting to come in and sweep up the free food. But this year is different, the Materia Medicado has been changed to Wormwood, her identity has changed, and she can only stay to support her brother.

She was bored, pointed to the bronze bell in front of the stall, and asked, "Brother, what is this thing for?"

The bronze bell is very tall, buckled upside down on a sheet of clean oiled paper, with a thin line leading from inside the bell that winds its way to the store.

Wu Bencao replied: "This is the cooking utensils used today. ”

"Cooking utensils?" Xiao Ai was stunned for a moment, unclear, "The clock can still be used for cooking?

Wu Bencao nodded.

Xiao Ai became more and more dazed, reaching out to touch the thread, "It's dry ...... again"

Wu Bencao's face changed suddenly, he slapped her hand away, and said sharply: "Don't touch it!" Remember, this is called a wire, it is very dangerous, don't touch it in the future, otherwise it will kill you!"

One end of the wire goes into the bell, and the other ends connect to the kitchen. It can't be helped, the kitchen is the power source for all appliances, and once the appliances are moved out of the kitchen, they can only be powered in this way.

The system was very slammed, and just this one wire earned a full ten yuan stones from Wu Bencao's hands.

Xiao Ai withdrew her hand stupidly, her eyes still falling on the wire, and she became more and more curious.

At this moment, the sound of the gong was heard in the distance, which meant that the judges had entered the streets and alleys, and the tasting session began.

Xiao Ai hurriedly took out his chopsticks and said excitedly: "Brother, it's on! Take out the goose meat, I want to taste it first!"

Wu Bencao saw it in his eyes and shook his head helplessly, "Not yet, the goose meat is not cooked yet." ”

Xiao Ai was disappointed and urged: "It's not ripe yet, then what are you doing sitting here stupidly, the judges are coming soon, if you don't speed up, give them something to taste!"

Wu Bencao sat on the threshold, smelling the aroma of goose meat that permeated the whole street, and said slowly: "What's the hurry, there are so many restaurants in front of us, the judges can't resist the temptation, they must stop and eat for a while......

His judgment was very accurate.

Before the tasting began, the judges were gearing up, and many people wanted to come to Wormwood Bar as soon as possible to try Chef Wu's craftsmanship. But as soon as they walked into the alley, the stalls on both sides exuded a strong aroma, which made their mouths water, and they couldn't move their legs at all.

Their bodies were honest and could not resist the temptation of the food, and they quickly walked to the nearby stalls and began to taste the delicacies, leaving the thought of going to the wormwood bar behind.

So, they honestly followed the order, tasting the food one stall after another, unwilling to give up their voting rights easily and miss out on more tempting options later.

Wu Bencao foresaw such a situation, he was not nervous, and said leisurely: "Goose meat, that's what it is, no matter how the chefs use their imagination, they will never deviate from their roots." After the judges are satisfied with the freshness, the taste buds will be numb and tired, commonly known as ...... I'm tired of eating. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Ai scratched his head and said puzzledly: "The goose meat is so delicious, they actually get tired of eating it?"

Wu Bencao glanced at her, "You are an immortal, you can't compare with that group of mortals." ”

Xiao Ai nodded, didn't hear that this was sarcastic to her, and said seriously: "Since they are gradually tired of eating and can't raise their appetite, won't they be uninterested in our dishes when they come here?"