Chapter 409: My Master is the First State Banquet Chef!
The entire studio was shocked.
Jian Shutong's pupils suddenly tightened, and she turned her head stiffly to look at Wei Ran, unable to believe her ears.
"Master?" She repeated softly in disbelief.
Shi Qing'an's lips opened slightly, and he sat stiffly on the tilting chair, feeling as if his whole person was petrified, "Wei ...... Teacher Wei Ran just said that the goddess is his master? â
"Master, master, master." Wei Ran's voice sounded, and he happily repeated the title three times.
He got up and ran to Shi Tianlan's side, his eyes as clear as a spring were shining, and the young man looked up at her with a clear face, his eyes flashing with anticipation.
The little hand gently tugged at the corner of her clothes, and carefully tugged tentatively, "Master...... Are you right? â
Bo Yucheng's narrow eyes narrowed, and there was a cold light in his black ink pupils, staring closely at the young man's hand that grabbed the corner of the girl's clothes, and the vinegar jar in his heart was instantly overturned.
Shi Tinglan sensed a hint of gloomy coolness......
She took a step to the side without a trace, Wei Ran's hand holding the corner of her clothes was quickly released, and the young man looked down at the empty fingers, and his eyes seemed to be a little lonely.
"Am I mistaken?" He bit his cherry blossom-like lips and lost his soul like an abandoned boy.
The rest of the studio staff also held their breath and looked at her, their hearts about to jump as they waited for her answer!
Shi Tianlan's red lips pursed lightly, and there was a little sparkle in those delicate eyes, and he shook an empty fist against his lips a little uncomfortably, and looked away and said, "That ......"
"You are not allowed to deny it!" Wei Ran raised his eyes, "I'm definitely not mistaken!" You are my master! â
Shi Tianlan was speechless for a while, but in fact, she didn't want to deny it.
But the young man's white and tender cheeks were slightly bulging, and his round clear eyes were full of seriousness, "I've tasted it all!" â
"Taste...... Is it okay to taste it? Shi Qing'an was still in a trance, and her delicate eyes were a little hollow.
Jian Shutong's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he couldn't help but speak, "Teacher Wei Ran, maybe you admit your mistake?" Miss Tilting Moon is a diva in the music world, a big star who doesn't touch the spring water with her fingers, how can she be the master who teaches you cooking skills......"
"Besides, she wears a mask to cover her face, and it is normal if she is mistaken, but Teacher Wei Ran should have seen your master's appearance, right? Why don't you let Miss Tilting Moon take off her mask and take a look? â
Nan Xiyue immediately burst into rudeness, "I rely on (âľoâ˛) convex!" â
She glanced at Jian Shutong with great displeasure, rolled up her sleeves and wanted to beat someone, "This sister, believe it or not, the old lady will pull off her head and make butter hot pot in minutes!" â
"Calm down...... You calm down. The director immediately got up and stopped her, and at this moment her forehead was also covered with cold sweat.
He really didn't expect Jian Shutong to be able to create these moths.
Dumpling refuses to uncover her face no matter what notice she receives, her mask is her characteristic, and it is also her last umbrella, which is something that everyone in the entire entertainment industry knows.
Very few people dare to touch this bottom line of the moon......
"Even if the master is wearing a mask, I won't admit it."
Wei Ran's eyebrows frowned slightly, he lowered his eyes and folded his fingers and began to analyze the reason, "When my master makes lotus cakes, he especially likes to add lotus petals to the lotus filling, and she is used to using celadon plates, and likes to decorate them with lotus leaves!" It's all right! â
Hearing this, Bo Yucheng lowered his eyes and looked at the plate of lotus cake in his hand.
Shi Qing'an also turned his head immediately, and sure enough, he saw that the peach blossom crisp with a clear layer was served on the celadon plate, and it was decorated with lotus leaves, as for what was in the filling, he couldn't taste it......
"Maybe it's a coincidence." Jian Shutong chuckled, "The state banquet pays attention to excellence, and people like me have only realized it after many years of hard work, and Miss Tilting Moon ...... in the entertainment industry every day."
"He wasn't mistaken." Shi Tinglan suddenly opened his red lips lightly.
Jian Shutong was analyzing slowly and methodically, not wanting to let the moon steal her limelight, but she didn't expect the other party to suddenly say such a sentence, which made her stunned and flashed her eyes.
Her tongue was almost knotted, "W-what?" â
The corners of Shi Tianlan's slightly raised eyes were bewitching, she raised her chin slightly to look at Jian Shutong, her red lips hooked, "Wei Ran is right." â
Hearing this, Wei Ran's eyes instantly lit up with starlight.
He raised his clear cheeks and looked at the girl, his sweet dimples sinking into his white and tender cheeks, "It's really a master!" â
He knew his instincts were right!
The chef personally taught her the craft of state banquet pastries for several years, and almost all of his own exclusive recipes were handed over to him, so he naturally knew the master's habits when making pastries.
Even without this celadon plate and lotus leaf......
He can also taste it, this is the taste of the master!
"Good." Shi Tianlan's red lips were slightly bent, and he looked at the young man with a smile in his eyes, and was about to habitually raise his hand to rub his head, but suddenly felt a cold light in his eyes fall.
The girl's hand froze in mid-air, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Bo Yucheng squinting at her, so she immediately retracted her hand.
"So...... So Miss Tilting Moon is really Teacher Wei Ran's master? The rumored chef of the state banquet? The director looked at Shi Tianlan in shock.
Wei Ran's lips were lightly raised, and he raised his face proudly, "That's right, this is something that has long been recognized by the entire chef circle, and only my master is worthy of the title of the first state banquet chef in China!" â
Hearing this, the staff of the program team opened their eyes in shock.
They looked at the moon stiffly, she was dressed in a crimson Hanfu and peerless, and she lined Sheng Xue's skin delicately, with a charming fragrance between her eyebrows and eyes, and a smile and a coquettish obsession......
This is a shining diva in the music world!
Today, Wei Ran, a famous pastry chef at the state banquet in China, actually says that she is the first chef of the state banquet in China and her master!
"That Jian Shutong, the chef of the first state banquet in China......" The director cast his gaze at her suspiciously.
Hearing this, Jian Shutong was a little ashamed.
She clenched her fists tightly, her nails almost digging into her palms, and her breathing became a little rapid due to tension, "Actually, I ...... That's all nonsense from fans. â
Jian Shutong raised an embarrassed and stiff smile.
She threw all the pots on her fans, refusing to admit that this was a marketing method for her own personality.
"Fans are talking nonsense?" The director frowned tightly, "But when the program team invited you as the chef of the first state banquet in China, Miss Jian didn't seem to deny such an identity, Miss Jian should know that the program team invited you because of this identity!" â
The director looked at Jian Shutong with solemn eyes, and there was a bit of accusation in his tone after learning that he had been deceived.