When Xiao Qian heard Wen Qian say this, she also understood that the person who was Chairman Jin was telling him that what he said was true.

"Brother, that President Jin is saying, didn't you make that soup, he said..."Xiao Qian looked at Wen Qian again, and continued: "He said that if the soup was made by you, brother, he would nominate our Wen Gexuan to participate in that international food competition..."

"Soup? The one that the girl did just now? Wen Qian frowned, if it was that, then wouldn't they have a chance for Wen Gexuan?

Xiao Qian nodded, "Yes, brother, so I don't know how to answer when he asked me just now." ”

"What should I do, eh, let's go meet that President Kim first." Wen Qian wanted to be tempted, and then act at the opportunity.

"Hello, Chairman Kim." Wen Qian stood in front of Jin Cheng's table.

"You?" Jin Cheng looked at Wen Qian suspiciously, how did he know himself? Jin Cheng saw Xiao Qian standing behind Wen Qian, and he understood a little.

"You're the chef here?"

Wen Qian nodded, "Welcome, are you not satisfied with the food here?" Wen Qian saw that there was an empty small bowl on Jin Cheng's dining table, Wen Qian knew what it contained, it was the soup...

"I'm a little dissatisfied, but I have questions, why doesn't this soup taste like other dishes?"

Wen Qian didn't know how to answer

"Chairman Kim, is there something wrong with this?"

Jin Cheng pondered for a while and said, "If this soup is made by you, it tastes very good, I can nominate you Wen Gexuan to participate in the competition." ”

Jin Cheng's words were the same as what Xiao Qian said, Wen Qian thought for a while and said, "Yes, yes, I made this soup." ”

Xiao Qian stood behind Wen Qian, looking at Wen Qian in surprise, how did my brother say that the soup was made by him, obviously the soup was...

"Okay, then you're going to do it for me." Jin Cheng's attitude is very resolute.

Wen Qian didn't expect Jin Cheng to ask him to make that soup, didn't he believe him?

"It's not that I don't believe it, you're doing it once, I want to taste it, I don't think there are any special ingredients in it, but the taste is wonderful, in fact, I'm just hungry, haha." Jin Cheng explained that in fact, as he said, he was greedy.

"Okay, please wait a minute." Wen Qian turned around and pulled Xiao Qian and walked to the kitchen.

"Brother, why did you just say that?"

"Don't talk about that now, do you just know how that girl made that soup?" Wen Qian didn't want to lie like that, but if he didn't say it, there would be no chance at all, and he just said that just to delay some time.

"I don't know, when I was just cooking soup, I was pulled out by you, brother, and she was alone in the kitchen at the time." Xiao Qian became more and more confused about what Wen Qian wanted to do.

"That's... I can only fight it. Wen Qian didn't believe it, he had been exposed to it since he was a child, how could he not make that soup.

Wen Qiangang also drank the soup, and Wen Qian could taste the taste of the ingredients needed in the soup, so he prepared the ingredients needed in the soup one by one, then heated the pot, and followed the steps of making hot and sour soup one by one.

"Xiaoqian, taste it and see how it tastes."

Although the color of the soup made by Wen Qian looks almost the same as that of Manman, if you look closely, you will find that the color of Manman's cooking is brighter.

Akane scooped a spoonful and put it in her mouth.

"How?" Wen Qian asked expectantly.

"Brother, brother, this soup tastes good." Xiao Qian didn't continue, she was afraid of hitting Wen Qian.

"That's the same as the girl made before, who made it better?"

Xiao Qian didn't speak, just looked at Wen Qian.

"Okay, I got it." Wen Qian understood, he was a little frustrated, was he too stupid? Or are you not trying hard enough?

"Akane, didn't you just come in? The girl must have been working on it when you came in, did she have any special moves? Wen Qian is still a little unwilling.

Xiao Qian heard Wen Qian say that, and she thought about it carefully, she remembered that when she came in, she seemed to pour starch into the pot, and the starch... It doesn't seem to be their Wen Gexuan's, the starch is in a small bottle, it should be full of its own bring, it's just full of coming out to play, how can you bring that thing?

Xiao Qian told Wen Qian everything she had thought about, and Wen Qian walked to the kitchen counter that was full of use just now and looked through it carefully.

After making the hot and sour soup, the kitchen table was full of hot and sour soup, and then it was cleaned up, so no matter how Wen Qian turned it, he couldn't find anything suspicious.

"Brother, are you looking for this?" Xiao Qian raised the small bottle in her hand, shook it to Wen Qian, and said, "Brother, this is the starch that is full of use." ”

Wen Qianyi grabbed the bottle in Xiao Qian's hand, looked up and down, left and right, and asked Xiao Qian where she found it.

"It's on the top cabinet of the kitchen table that Man Man just used, when Man Man was making that soup, she finished using this and put it on the cabinet." Xiao Qian explained.

"Why didn't you say it sooner." After Wen Qian finished speaking, he flew back to the kitchen counter he had just used, he was going to make it once, and finally use the starch in his hand, and then see how it tasted!

You didn't ask~ Although Xiao Qian thought so, she still ran to Wen Qian's side and gave him a hand.

Wen Qian still followed the previous practice, put the ingredients, put the soup, and wait for the soup to boil, and finally, Wen Qian opened the small bottle, poured some starch into the bowl, and before flushing, Wen Qian also dipped a little starch and put it in his mouth.

As soon as he put it in his mouth, he felt the difference! The difference is huge.

It melts in your mouth, and it tastes like pure milk, but it has a lot more fragrance and vague sweetness than pure milk.

Wen Qian was a little sure, half of the reason why it was so delicious was because of this starch.

Wen Qian flushed some water, the starch melted instantly, a circle of white circles, Wen Qian stirred, and then poured into the soup that had already boiled and had some fragrance.

Instantly a little sticky, fragrant.

Wen Qian saw that the soup was almost over, and after collecting the juice over low heat, he took a small bowl and handed it to Xiao Qian, who had been watching from the side, and motioned for her to taste it.

Xiao Qian tasted it, her eyes suddenly widened, and she hurriedly swallowed the soup in her mouth, Xiao Qian hurriedly said, "Brother, this is the taste!" ”

Seeing that Xiaoqian was so sure, Wen Qian also tasted it, and the taste was that taste.

No, no, the taste I made is not the same as the taste of Manman, but Wen Qian just can't taste where it is not used.

"Brother, since it's all done, hurry up and bring a bowl to the president to taste, everyone has been waiting for a long time."

Wen Qian also remembered, no longer thinking about the different taste, in short, the taste of the soup made now should be able to meet the requirements of President Najin!

Wen Qian made a bowl of soup, and then carefully brought it out of the kitchen, because it had just come out of the pot, the hot air flowed down the air, and the fragrance was floating around.

"It's so fragrant, what's it?" A guest who was drinking tea suddenly smelled the fragrance, and his nose twitched vigorously, and his arched nostrils were wide.

"Waiter, come here." Wen Qian took the soup to President Jin's, Xiao Qian originally wanted to follow him to have a look, but she was stopped by the guest after she didn't walk a few steps.

"Do you want to add vegetables or settle the bill?"

"Don't check out, I want to add vegetables, I want the fragrant dish just now, and I'll get me a pot immediately."

Xiao Qian seemed to be frightened by the male guest's arrogant statement, and made a pot?! Xiao Qian knew what the guest wanted, it was nothing more than the soup!

"A pot?!"

"Why, no."

When Xiao Qian saw that the guest looked like she said no, she immediately slapped the table and immediately checked out and left, Xiao Qian hurriedly shook her head.

The customer is God, and he can't afford to offend.

"Hehe, guest, I'm sorry, this soup is on sale in limited quantities in our store, each customer can only order one bowl, and there is no pot for every food in our place, cough cough."

"It's so stingy, okay, okay, give me a basin, no, a bowl." The male guest didn't feel embarrassed at all, he waited for Xiao Qian to finish speaking, and then hurriedly asked her to serve the food, and Xiao Qian also agreed repeatedly, indicating that she would go immediately.

"Hey, hey, that waiter, I want a bowl too." Xiao Qian was stopped, and looked over, Xiao Qian knew that person, when he was full of soup just now, he ate a bowl full of prepared soup, and now she has explained that everyone can only order one bowl, what else does he want?

That's it, Xiao Qian decided to pretend that she didn't know that the guest had drunk the soup before, and she Xiao Qian still decided to give him a bowl.

"I also want the fragrant dish from before."

"And here."

Here, there, Xiaoqian knows, because, now here, everyone wants that soup.

Xiao Qian went to the kitchen to get those soups, and Wen Qian was there with Jin Cheng.

Wen Qian put the soup in front of Jin Cheng, Jin Cheng took a sip and put it in his mouth, then closed his eyes and savored it

Hey? Take one bite after another, Jin Cheng always feels that the taste is wrong, but he can't tell what the taste is wrong.

"What? Any questions? Wen Qian saw that Jin Cheng had not spoken, and he was also a little panicked, didn't this taste right?

"President Kim, this, the taste of this bowl is a little different from the previous bowl, it's because of the mood, and the mood will also affect the taste of the food." In order to prevent Jin Cheng from knowing, Wen Qian made up a random reason for Jin Cheng to hear.

"Mood affects taste, ha, yes, you're still young, and the truth you understand now is really good." Jin Cheng was very satisfied, and he patted Wen Qian's shoulder as if encouraging, saying that he was very optimistic about Wen Qian.

Wen Qiangan smiled dryly, cough cough, the words he said just now were all pulled out by him, but I didn't expect that the blind cat met the dead mouse and bumped into it by mistake.

"I, I'm talking nonsense too." Wen Qian was modest, he felt that in front of his seniors, he must not be too popular, so that he would not be so easily disgusted.