(Cat pounces Chinese Pei Yuanyuan grabbed a steamed bun and took a bite.

The world changed in an instant.

The golden wheat, swaying in the wind, the full ears of wheat, bending the slender stalks.

Farmers wearing hats weave through the fields with the joy of harvest on their faces.

The golden sun shines on the ground, making the whole world look rich and splendid.

The sky, dark blue, with the occasional white cloud or two drifting by.

The children were laughing and running in the wheat fields, and the women occasionally got up, wiping the sweat from their foreheads with their sickle hands, and their eyes were happy smiles of contentment.

The body, because of the Qiankun steamed buns, has been replenished with energy.

The wonderful taste that fills the mouth is mixed with a feeling called happiness.

Chew, swallow, and take another bite...... With the delicious taste that fills the mouth, an emotion grows and spreads.

It is the tranquility of returning home after tiredness.

It is the satisfaction of the quiet years in tranquility.

Ordinary life, small happiness.

It's not vigorous, but it's eternal, and it's true.

Pei Yuanyuan looked at the steamed bun in her hand, and two lines of tears crossed her face.

"I lost!"

Pei Yuanyuan said, and then left the venue quietly, without looking at Chu Xiangjun from beginning to end.

Chu Xiangjun also ignored Pei Yuanyuan, but it was Long Yao, with a contemptuous smile in his eyes, and he was very disdainful of Pei Yuanyuan: "Didn't you say that you lost and let you deal with it, just slip away?"

"Let her go. Chu Xiangjun said lightly.

Regarding Pei Yuanyuan's provocation, Chu Xiangjun didn't really care about her.

Thinking of the two kitchen knives given by his master, Chu Xiangjun had a headache.

As a candidate for immortal chefs, Chu Xiangjun now has a strong sense of mission and responsibility.

A chef would never use a knife that has been tainted with human life to make food, and that would be a desecration of food.

It seems that after the game, we will have to find some time to figure this out.

The judges unanimously gave Chu Xiangjun the sign of passing, and, because of her Qiankun steamed buns, Chu Xiangjun also obtained the qualification to directly advance to the finals.

In other words, in the next few days, Chu Xiangjun will not have to participate in the promotion competition.

That's good news!

"Chu Xiangjun, can you tell us what's going on with the seven-colored rainbow in this Qiankun steamed bun, and why does the steamed bun make a laugh?" Yang Shuo looked curious about the baby's appearance.

The other judges also stretched out their ears to know what was going on in between.

Seeing everyone asking, a touch of treachery flashed in Long Yao's eyes.

Chu Xiangjun just smiled, and in the expectant gaze, he spit out two words in a flat tone: "Secret!"

"Huh?" Yang Shuo was stunned.

We're friends, you don't want to give me face like this.

Moreover, the face is small, Yang Shuo really wants to know why this steamed bun is smiling.

"There is no rule that you have to give a recipe. Chu Xiangjun said.

Hearing her say this, the judges were a little unhappy.

Although the cooking competition is a competition, it is more about everyone's exchange of ideas.

Chu Xiangjun was reluctant to share it, and seemed a little selfish.

Xiahou Qin looked at the last Qiankun steamed bun in his hand, his face was thoughtful, when his eyes met Long Yao's, although the two were very far away, but the frost in Xiahou Qin's eyes was enough to freeze to death, and Long Yao, who felt the warning of Xiahou Qin's gaze, ignored it completely, and deliberately pretended to be weak, and then let Chu Xiangjun help him out of the venue.

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