As soon as the thunder black tiger rolled on the ground, many people were startled, some wanted to pick up vegetables, and suddenly stopped, and some were eating, and immediately stopped.

Copperhead froze in place, not knowing what to do.

"Don't worry." I patted Copperhead on the shoulder and asked him to see how the diners reacted.

"Huh?" Copperhead's eyes widened in disbelief.

After a short pause, the diners quickly returned to the rhythm of eating a big meal with joy.

"See, although there are people shouting all day long that this is poisonous and that it is sick, in fact, people who say these things don't like to eat very much." I said solemnly, "A real foodie is not afraid of poisonous food at all!" ”

"Seems to be the case." Copperhead nodded in agreement.

On the other side, Lei Heihu did not find that his performance was basically blind, and continued to roll on the ground.

"Huh? Lei Gongzi ......" I saw a white-bearded judge persuad, "Your acting skills are really a bit exaggerated." ”

"Isn't it pompous?" Thunder Black Tiger stopped and asked with a frown.

Everyone nodded at the same time.

"But my stomach ...... Well? How can it not hurt? Lei Heihu wondered.

"Why do you think your stomach should hurt?" I asked with a smile.

"It goes without saying." Lei Heihu said to the judges, "You see, everyone who eats the food in their stall will have an upset stomach and rush to the thatched house - isn't this poisonous in the dish?" I suspect they put laxatives in the dish! ”

"Do you have to have a stomachache to go to the hut?" I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Tell him, do you have any stomach problems?" ”

"Nope!" The crowd drinking beef soup responded loudly.

"Really?" Lei Heihu was suspicious, and subconsciously touched his stomach.

"How? Do you want to go to the thatched house? I asked him with a smile.

"A little bit." Lei Heihu nodded, but suddenly realized, "What the hell did you give me?" ”

"Don't you see what I'm giving you food?" I said, "Porridge water, bamboo shoot balls, shredded radish." ”

"Just these few things that make people want to go to the bathroom?" Thunder Black Tiger didn't believe it.

"Of course it's not that simple." I shook my head.

"I knew you must have been drugged!" Thunder Black Tiger shouted.

"It's not medicine, it's this." I brought out a sea bowl.

Thunder Black Tiger craned his neck to look into the bowl.

Inside is a milky white liquid.

"Soy milk?" Although Lei Heihu is a splash, his eyesight is still good.

"It's soy milk." I nodded and said, "In fact, this tasteless soy milk is added to the porridge water." ”

"Soy milk doesn't make people have diarrhea, right?" Thunder Black Tiger still didn't understand.

"Look at this again." I broke open the bamboo shoot mud balls, and a dark green liquid flowed out of them, "There is actually fresh bamboo shoot juice hidden in the bamboo shoot balls." ”

"Soy milk, porridge water, bamboo shoot juice......" Lei Heihu muttered.

"And vinegar." I reminded, "Shredded radish also contains a lot of radish juice. ”

Lei Heihu looked confused.

And the judges, you look at me, I look at you, hehe, he smiled, and he seemed to have counted it all in his heart.

"These few things can actually stimulate people's stomach." I patiently explained, "But that's not the point, the point is that it's hot now, and everyone is eating hay stuff in the venue, and everyone is very uncomfortable with their stomachs - in this case, my few dishes that stimulate the stomach and intestines have the greatest effect - after eating, everyone wants to go to the hut." ”

"I don't really want to do it." Thunder Black Tiger raised his hand.

"You're not as anxious as others because you don't eat much." I said, "My three dishes and one soup are specially prepared for the diners." ”

"Three plus one?" Thunder Black Tiger didn't understand again.

"After everyone ate the three combinations of congee water, bamboo shoot balls, and shredded radish, my stomach suddenly emptied a lot." I continued, "At this time, drink another bowl of beef soup, delicious and stomach-nourishing!" ”

"I've just eaten it, will it be too greasy to drink beef soup?" Thunder Black Tiger asked.

"No, because my beef soup uses leftover beef from the market." I said, "This kind of beef tendon has a lot of tendon but very little fat, and most people don't like to eat it—but because of this, the beef soup is less oily and the soup is extra thick, so it is best for people who have just cleaned their stomachs." ”

"Is this all right?" The white-bearded old man stroked his white beard and said happily: "Can you tell me, how did you come up with this method?" ”

"Actually, it was Tianfeng Lou who gave me a hint." I'll be honest.

"Tianfeng Tower?" A hint of discoloration flashed in the white-bearded old man's eyes.

"Yes, I saw that the dishes made by Tianfenglou have several ways to make each dish." I said, "I thought, why are they going to such trouble?" ”

"You figured it out?" The white-bearded old man asked.

"I don't know if it's the truth, but I do think of a possibility." I said, "As the saying goes, it is difficult to reconcile the mouths, and with so many guests on the scene, it is simply unrealistic to conquer everyone's stomachs with one dish - so Tianfeng Lou's dishes are prepared in a variety of ways to mix according to the different preferences of the guests." ”

Many legendary famous dishes, the same chef, the same ingredients, and then made in a different place, the evaluation may be completely different.

So people often say: this dish is 'not authentic'.

In fact, they often ignore ...... It's too authentic food, do you really like to eat it?

"You guessed it right." I don't know when, Fat Ding also came. "According to the needs of each guest, we prepare tailor-made dishes for them, this is what I call 'kitchen'!"

Cooking according to the needs of the guests, which Yunlailou really failed to do before.

From now on, things will be different.

"However, can your side-of-the-road approach be considered a kitchen?" Fat Ding frowned, "I think it's still up for discussion......"

"Whatever he cooks." I shook my head and said, "The one that can make the guests liquidate is naturally a good product—my lords, please count the votes, right?" ”

Although there are still some diners who are happy to eat, it does not affect the counting of tickets.

The judges looked at each other and nodded.

Count your votes and let's go!

The judges returned to their top positions and condescendingly supervised the counting process:

At each stall, there are at least two tellers at work – one counting empty plates, the other counting leftovers, and occasionally fishing out a few dishes with too many leftovers in the empty plate area.

It is said that these tellers are professional dishwashers on weekdays, and it is easy to deal with the mountains of dishes in the venue.

It took about an hour and a half to finally count it.

A list was handed to the white-bearded old man judges.

"I officially announce that the stall with the most empty plates at this gastronomic congress is ......"

(End of chapter)