Within the territory of China.

After a heated debate, a senior executive gave an order: go all out and strive for a fair and just result!

The first to take action was the major media and social platforms, and short videos promoting Chinese cuisine quietly swept the world's major mainstream players overnight. Then there is a team of fans spontaneously organized by the Chinese people in the Rooster Country, standing in a row, holding up neon signs and shouting "Long live Huaxia"!

And at a deeper level that is unknown, a transatlantic phone call was made, and the recipient was in awe and agreed.

Yu Jian and all the chefs in the team did not expect that when the host introduced Huaxia, the scene would erupt into more enthusiastic shouts than Pruvo. The fans in front of me include very young international students, experienced professionals, and even some gray-haired old people, with the same yellow skin and black hair, who speak a common language.

At this moment, a sense of pride swept through her body.

She was instantly confident, and even wanted to look up to the sky and howl-

At the other end of the venue, an old man with a dark complexion looked aggressively at the Huaxia team with his strangely large and slightly convex eyes.

"Teacher." A young man in a white shirt and black pants in a neon suit leaned over into his ear and whispered a few words.

The old man bowed slightly, and suddenly showed a gloomy smile.

It seems that Watanabe's news is wrong, and the samurai family did not come.

Takeda Dairo, oh, maybe I can call him Wushu Fang, and his heart is a little more settled. In this game, he has to fight for the honor of the neon country, Huaxia...... It is bound to be your own stepping stone.

Thinking of his newly developed new pastry, his face softened a little, and he held the arm of his favorite apprentice and slowly got up.

He's coming.

"This is the chief of the neon country dessert dim sum world, let's welcome Master Takeda!" I don't know who wrote the commentary, this smoky sycophant is obviously very much in line with Takeda Dairo's mind, his wrinkled and horizontal skin, like a chrysanthemum blooming, instantly stretched out, and made a serious neon salute, and the apprentices behind him stood in a row and stood guard for him.

Zhang Hua sighed twice, glanced at it obliquely, and said disdainfully: "What a big show!"

The voice was not loud or small, and it happened that everyone in the Huaxia team heard it, and even the team members who were sitting in the kimchi country next door also cast curious glances, how did they think that there was a strong smell of gunpowder in this tone?

Yu Jian comforted him with his eyes, as if he had no intention, but he looked deeply at Takeda Darou twice. This person, judging from his face, is a female cadre who is an evil person, and has been hiding in the neon country all these years, and he still has the arrogance unique to the neon people.

There was a slight boo from the crowd.

Yu Jian looked for the past, but the voice quietly disappeared. Chu Liangwei gently pulled her and handed her a mysterious smile.

It was not a particularly small boo Takeda Dairo also heard it, he was stunned for a moment, his face was a little gloomy, and the little eyes of the bean grains shot a fine light, scanning the audience. But the person who spoke out just now had long been hidden in the vast sea of people, leaving a stomach full of anger and nowhere to vent.

His face was pale and gray, and with a flick of his wide sleeves, he strode away.

Leaving the host with a confused face, according to the process, Master Takeda still has to speak on stage-

"Narrow-minded." Yu Jian slowly read out the four words and shook his head. I thought that the Wu family, not to mention that they could be as high and bright as Wu Guoliang, at least they should have some backbones. I didn't expect that Wu Wu Fang, just a little discordant voice could provoke him to be so graceless.

Zhang Hua snorted and said the true meaning: "Guang Chang has no brains anymore." In his eyes, the meaning of contempt increased by one point.

……

The first round of qualifiers was scheduled for two days later, and due to the large number of participating countries, the organizers came up with a slightly tricky question - chili.

Although chili peppers are widely used in many places, they are not too spicy species in the palate of foreigners. This question seems to be very beneficial to China and some countries in Asia, but in fact it is ...... More like one

Pitfall.

When everyone thinks that it is your strength, the requirements for you will unintentionally become higher.

After the opening ceremony, Tang Yuan pleaded non-stop. was rejected by Yu Jian, and said in a beautiful name: Now it is a competitor, and there is nothing close to it.

Chef Tang couldn't help but stand at the door with a wry smile, looking at the closed door, and sighing helplessly.

The little girl finally put a cruel sentence: "See you on the stage!"

At this time, Chef Tang was like eating a lame fly, and it was even more uncomfortable.

On the other hand, several chefs also had a heated debate on the issue of dishes.

"To make Sichuan cuisine, Sichuan cuisine uses a lot of chili peppers." Fang Zilu came up with an idea, he was inspired by a mouthful of spicy tang, immersed in the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes for a long time and couldn't extricate himself, after such a long aftertaste, he still felt that the strong taste was extremely domineering.

Yu Jian looked at Chef Ahun, he nodded, and also agreed: "Cantonese cuisine is mainly light, and strives to pursue the original taste, I'm afraid it won't be able to take the lead like Sichuan cuisine."

Chef Lai has a different view: "I don't think it's enough to just cook Sichuan food."

Yu Jian raised her eyebrows: "What do you say?"

"Sichuan cuisine is heavy and spicy, which is known all over the world. If we just make an ordinary Sichuan dish, it seems that the odds are not good. At least others can guess—" He touched his head and added, "I'm not saying that Sichuan food is not good, just think it's ......."

Yu Jian understood what he meant.

In front of this kind of world competition, your every move, others will definitely figure it out. As long as the opponent is slightly familiar with Chinese cuisine, he will find out their moves.

Lai Wei's words gave her a wake-up call, and she looked thoughtful.

On the other side, the neon country, the team leader was complacent and withdrew from Takeda Dairo's room. Immediately, a young man in the team was called: "Tomorrow you will go into battle."

The young man nodded silently and bowed.

In the room, Muraichi Watanabe poured tea for Takeda Dairo and made a gesture.

The teacup was pinched up by Takeda Dairo's two fingers, slowly brought to the tip of his nose, and said softly in Huaxia language, "Da Hong Pao, I haven't tasted it for a long time."

Watanabe Village smiled and said, "If you like, I'll ask the disciples in Huaxia to collect more."

Takeda Dairo closed his eyes and savored it, and then asked, "Takekuni Liang...... Are you really alive?"

Speaking of Wu Guoliang, Watanabe Muruichi's smile faded a little, with some gritted hatred: "Yes, I didn't expect him to be able to train his left hand as well as his right hand. This time in Huaxia, I'm embarrassed by the Neon Country!" This humiliation has always been imprinted on his heart, tormenting him from time to time.

"I said I should have killed him at the time." Takeda Dairo opened his eyes, and a fierce silver light flashed in his eyes.