"I didn't expect a dish to have such a deep meaning...... the host walked up to the stage in a round field, signaling the camera to look at the Tai Chi bipolar soup that had not yet had time to be served, and asked, "I heard that Yu Xiaochu is a student of Beijing University?"

Yu Jian frowned and glanced deeply at the supporter, is there any deep meaning in suddenly mentioning her academic qualifications at this moment?

Sure enough, the host's next sentence began: "Then you should be Professor Guan's disciple, right?" As he spoke, he gave Yu Jian a somewhat strange look.

Yu Jian's brows furrowed even tighter, and before he could answer, he heard Guan Shanyue shouting in a stalk: "If you say that, aren't all the students of Jingcheng University my disciples?" Snort snorted softly, and looked at Yu Jian with some disdain, "I'm a master's and doctoral tutor, and she's just a first-year student, not qualified enough."

That's right......

When Yu Jian heard this, the corners of his lips raised, giving Professor Guan a profound look.

That's a bit too much!

Guan Shanyue shouted in her heart, and couldn't help but want to slap herself twice, looking at Ah Jian's situation, can you remember that he is worried? looked at the host resentfully, it was all him, which pot was not opened.

Not right-

The lines of the supporters are all drafted by the organizer, and this kind of problem generally does not occur, unless it is ...... He found Chu Liangwei's figure in the crowd, and the old man Chu avoided his gaze, shrunk his neck, and hid himself behind the staff.

Good for you, Chu Liangwei! Doing a game to lure him into a set, right?!

I heard the host ask curiously, "Will Professor Guan release water when grading?" After all—Chef Yu is from the same school as you—"

Guan Shanyue half-leaned on the back of the chair angrily, her face was quite disdainful, and she asked playfully, "There are thousands of students in Jingcheng University, do I have to release water for them? Not to mention anything else, just Chef Gu of Hidden Moon Villa, who was eliminated in the last round, was once my master's student!"

Although he is short-sighted, he never favoritism.

Good is good, bad is bad. This is the bottom line of his life, and it is also his pride as a professor.

Obviously, the host's question stung him, looking at the fried Guan Shanyue, the host couldn't get off the stage, so he could only laugh, and it happened that at this time, the camera accurately captured Chef Gu who was hiding his face in the audience.

The student who appeared in the teacher's mouth just now burst into tears and exclaimed, "Shame on Kyoto!" The scene was once very lively, but it was so chaotic that it passed.

It's just that Guan Shanyue took out a small notebook and silently wrote it down to Chu Liangwei. This guy, although he is kind, doesn't need to roast him on the fire!

Tai Chi Liangyi soup was distributed to the hands of the public judges, and Wang Song was no exception.

In vain, he boasted that he had eaten all kinds of Chinese cuisine, but he had never seen such a dish containing religious culture. The soup bowl is not big, but the Tai Chi group is clear and jumpy, and after staring at it for a long time, I still feel that the whole body has a clear breath, and there are really some Taoist bones. He stirred the soup spoon, first took a bite of the white soup, the yam puree is soft and delicate, nourished by honey, with a clear sweet fragrance, and the entrance is not sticky, only a faint sweet silk.

Another bite of green soup, although the flying dragon leaves have been crushed into puree, they still have the crispy chewiness of the leaves, the soup stock is elegant and fragrant, and there is a faint taste of Longjing. He couldn't help but be surprised, and took another sip, licking slowly with the tip of his tongue, and sure enough, this was Longjing's unique feeling of bitterness and sweetness.

"The little girl is so creative, is there Longjing tea here?" Liu Chenggao asked with a smile.

"That's right, use Longjing hanging soup, the soup is fresh, and the aftertaste is bitter but sweet." Yu Jian replied, this is the second method of Tai Chi soup recorded in the recipe, which is an upgraded version, and it is also the genius of the ancestors, but I didn't expect it to be surprisingly good.

Wang Song pursed his lips and ate the Tai Chi soup in the bowl in three or two bites. When it was time to actually vote, I hesitated and struggled for a long time, and after thinking about it, I still voted for myself. Yujia Restaurant is also a restaurant in the capital area, and if you want to lose, you can only lose in your own hands, and you still have to maintain a unified front externally.

I have to say that at this time, Wang Song was surprisingly surprised

The character is ennobled......

In the second round of the game, Yu Jian still passed with a high score, but this time, the first place was given to Jiang Cheng of Guangling Banquet. There is no other reason, just with this hand-cut tofu like silk knife work, it is also well deserved.

The second place is the West Lake beef soup from Songjiang Prefecture, which has attracted everyone's attention as soon as it was put on the stage, and has won the hearts of the public judges with its fresh and smooth taste.

Yu's restaurant ranked third, although Yu Jian felt a little regretful, but he was convinced, but secretly reminded himself that he would have to work harder in the next round.

The cruel point of the selection competition is that if you fail, there is no chance to start over, and only five teams of the nine teams in this round are left, and the Xiangyuan Hotel can take the last place to advance with the score of the crane tail. Fang Zilu breathed a sigh of relief and quietly wiped the sweat on his forehead, the uncle let him take the lead in this game, but he almost failed to enter the next round.

What is the origin of this little girl, and how can she have such good craftsmanship at such a young age? Fang Zilu suddenly realized that he was afraid that he had underestimated Yu Jian, a girl, from the beginning.

……

The third round of the competition would not be held until three days later, and after tense nerves for several days, Yu Jian felt a little uncomfortable as soon as he suddenly relaxed.

As usual, she opened her eyes before dawn, and she quietly got out of bed, lifted the corner of the curtain and looked at the street scene outside the window.

It's still too early, the streets are empty, and the city is asleep. She smiled and continued to crawl back into bed, reaching for her phone.

There were several unread messages on the screen, and when Yu Jian clicked on them, it turned out to be Tang Yuan, who hadn't contacted her for a long time.

I heard about her participating in the competition, asked how it was, and said a few words of encouragement. Seeing that she didn't reply, she sent another one after a long time: [. 】

"Teng-" Suddenly, the red went from his cheeks to his neck, and even his ears were suspiciously tidal. This was the first time Tang Yuan had said such ambiguous words to her, and Yu Jian couldn't help but cover her face and let the temperature of her palms cool down.

After a long time, I finally clicked on the screen again, carefully read the message he sent again, and when it came to the last sentence, I paused for a moment before finally reading it aloud.

[I miss you too.] She replied.

Tang Yuan, who had not slept all night, had just finished the secret meeting with Su Ji, took a combat bath, his eyes were bloodshot, and he came out of the bathroom with a bath towel to wipe the wet, when he heard the unique ringing of his mobile phone.

This is specially set up by him for little girls, and it is unique in the world.

He hurriedly lifted it away, and the pitch-black pupils seemed to see something incredible, and suddenly zoomed in, and another faint blue light flashed, and a chuckle slowly overflowed between his lips......