Jin Changguo shook the tip of his nose, and his heart was as itchy as an ant crawling over.

The studio is a closed space, where the smell of milk and the fragrance are mixed together, restricting each other and not letting each other, which really makes them suffer from the people who can't eat it.

Finally, Yu Jian moved, and now everyone stretched their necks and poked their heads to stare at her hand that was about to lift the lid of the pot.

I saw the hot air spraying out, and Yu Jian sprinkled some seasoning in the mist, and then picked up the soup spoon and slowly stirred the soup noodles.

As if by magic, after the heat dissipated, the milky white soup was imprinted on everyone's eyes.

"It can't be!" Wang Song stood up again, the surprise in his pupils and his face were surprisingly ugly. Obviously, it was still a pot of clear soup just now, how could it turn white, and I clearly didn't see her adding dairy products!

"Incredible! It's really incredible, come, the camera is in high definition, and Boss Yu actually made the chicken soup white!" The host exclaimed, and hurriedly walked to Yu Jian's cooking table, his eyes locked on the chicken soup in the casserole, which was so fragrant that he saw his Adam's apple move unconsciously.

Yu Jian took a delicate black glazed ceramic bowl, put the white chicken soup in it, and sprinkled a few green onions.

In the big stove, the firewood rice is also ready, the five-color rice is cooked together, and the five elements are living together, which is beautiful.

On the other side, Tang Yuan's curry mango chicken was almost cooked, he tasted it, raised his eyebrow bones, and added some seasonings, the taste was beyond his expectations. The green mango is relatively crispy, and you can still keep small pieces after cooking it for so long.

The plate is made with a shallow plate, with raspberry jam on the periphery, then the golden chicken is placed on the plate, and finally a spoonful of Greek yogurt and a small mint leaf is topped.

Everyone's eyes turned to the judges' seats sitting in front of them, and the five people each had two small trays in front of them, and they were already waiting to taste the taste with chopsticks.

"Now, please ask the judges to taste the ...... first" Before the host's words were finished, Wang Song took the lead in picking up the spoon and eating Tang Yuan's yogurt mango curry chicken.

The curry is already rich in flavor and many people can't accept it, but when mixed with yogurt, it instantly becomes much more refreshing. The chicken is soaked in broth, and the mouth is full of milky flavor with spice flavors. The whole dish is very exotic and the layering is very obvious.

He nodded, with appreciation on his face, took the microphone and began to say, "Very good, this dish is a taste I have never tasted before, just for Chef Tang's innovation, I will vote for him."

As soon as he finished speaking, he caused a lot of noise in the audience.

Li Xiang frowned: "What's the matter with this person, he hasn't even tasted the dishes made by the little boss, how can he vote first?" It's not fair at all!"

"That's it!" Multiple people chimed in.

The movement in the audience attracted the attention of the host, and under the prompting of the director, he went around to Wang Song and found an opportunity to remind him: "President Wang, I'm afraid the audience will have opinions about what you do...... The tone was meaningful.

Sure enough, Wang Song's eyes glanced at the audience, and he received many opposing glances. He smiled and picked up the microphone again: "Of course, this is just my current thoughts, maybe I will change my mind after tasting Miss Yu's food!" I found a staircase to go down.

put down the microphone, and carefully said to the host: "Cut off this paragraph, ......" Otherwise, if it is broadcast, it will definitely be manipulated by someone with a heart to make a fuss. He secretly reminded himself in his heart that it was a public place and that he had to be behaving like everyone.

Jin Changguo looked at this little farce coldly, he had heard of Wang Song, and he was used to being a master who stepped on low and praised high. At the moment, it's okay for him to keep to himself, if he makes any small moves, he Jin Changguo won't spare him. This show is the bloody work of the student's daughter-in-law, and there is no room for dirty things to happen.

As he thought, he stirred the white soup in the black-glazed porcelain bowl, and he didn't care who made it, so he put the soup spoon into his mouth.

……

Ten miles of wind suddenly sounded flat thunder.

Jin Changguo held the soup spoon and petrified in place, did not move for a long time, and even his facial nerves stopped, revealing a slightly strange look.

The judge next to him saw that something was wrong with him, and carefully pushed his shoulder, and the camera had already captured him at some point, and he was enlarged on the big screen.

Jin Changguo still maintained his original posture and did not move, but the whole person slowly ...... entered a kind of mystical realm......

At this moment, it seems to be in the peach banquet of the Queen Mother of Yaochi, drinking that sip of elixir and jade dew, which makes people drunk and dreaming of death.

The corners of his mouth were torn apart little by little, and they were slightly curved, and the whole person had a hint of mystery and solemnity.

And this scene, magnified by the big screen, makes everyone see it really well.

The entire studio fell into utter silence, and everyone held their breath until the sound of the camera rattling pulleys could be heard.

At this time, Jin Changguo finally made another move, his hand holding the soup spoon continued to poke into the black glazed bowl, this time it was a piece of chicken soaked in soup, with a yellowish chicken skin, in everyone's eyes, put it in his mouth.

Chew once, and again, then the Adam's apple stirs, and the action of swallowing is clearly visible.

What does it taste like......

I only feel that the meat is tender, crispy and fatty, and the soup is smooth and delicious, as if touching the mystery of immortality.

"Ouch......" He sighed faintly, and then he came to his senses, and looked down at the black-glazed bowl in contemplation.

"I'm dying, what the hell is going on?" Li Xiang kept scratching his head and ears, how could this Jin Lao grind, and he didn't say that it was delicious, nor that it was not delicious, but what it tasted like.

It's really exciting.

After a long time, Jin Changguo sighed, looked at Yu Jian who was still cooking chicken soup with his eyes, and his hand that picked up the microphone shrank slightly: "This bowl of soup of the little boss, I can't describe it in words, everyone will taste it for themselves, and you will know what it tastes like."

These words caused an uproar, and everyone waited for so long, but they only got an ambiguous answer from Jin Lao, and some people immediately applauded.

"Don't be too unpalatable, right?"

"That's it, let's taste it, are you afraid that we won't eat it?"

Only Yu Jian's fans probably got the true meaning of Jin Changguo's dialect.

I'm afraid that the taste is too good, there are no words to describe this delicacy!

Wang Song pursed his lips, and a cold look flashed in his eyes as he looked at the black glazed bowl. What kind of immortals, how can this kind of thing recorded in the history books be made by a little girl. This soup is so bright white, there must be something added to it.

Thinking like this, he looked down on the bowl of soup in front of him more and more, and moved away in disgust......

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