Plain Steaming Voice (3)

&y looked sideways, looking upstairs at Takeda's unpredictable eyes. Suddenly, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he snorted clearly.

Takeda already knew that no matter how hard he tried at the outside market, he wanted to make up the gap with a high amount of swan crisp.

Good idea!

It's just that even if this swan crisp is extraordinary, it can't reach the price of 10,000 rooster coins.

He gently removed the seat at his feet, got up indifferently, and walked out alone, regardless of how others looked at him.

Takeda's eyes lit up, and he said, "What? Do you think the dim sum I made isn't worth the price?"

Everyone turned their eyes on Andy, who was originally looking at Takeda, who knew that he didn't intend to reply to this sentence at all, but just glanced at Takeda coldly, his eyes full of playful mockery.

Takeda was looked at by him like this, his heartbeat accelerated a little, and when he saw that there were other people below who wanted to go out, he was a little flustered, and he found a staircase to go down: "Why can't everyone afford to joke?"

As he spoke, his face showed helplessness and sadness, and he waved his hand as if unintentionally: "This dim sum is priceless to me, but I can't really price it that high!" Oguri, tell everyone the real price."

The assistant was stunned, as if he was frozen, and looked at Takeda incredulously.

Takeda Dairo said angrily, "What are you still doing in a daze! Say it!"

The assistant pursed his lips, even though he was unhappy in his heart, but in front of everyone, he still hesitated and said: "Definite...... Price 100 Rooster Coins!"

"That's a little too high!" Thinking of the Chinese dim sum that was only a few rooster coins just now, the beer national judge shook his head. The most important thing about food is for people to taste, and if the price is used to divide the gap, it will never reach the true meaning of food. On the contrary, he prefers the Chinese style, everyone can eat, everyone can eat, and everyone eats happily.

Often, interests can best see the hearts of the people and the bearing of a country. Obviously, Neon Nation essentially loses.

However, the beer judges did not get up and leave like Andy, but stopped the white-faced boy from continuing to serve snacks: "No, these two are enough." Face to give, but not too much.

The Kimchi National Judges smiled secretly, and glanced at the embarrassed expression of the white-faced Xiaosheng, the National Judges of Heart Beer are still high-

When the noisy scene finally regained its calm and the music sounded again, the kimchi judges finally turned their attention to the swan cake again. The appearance is extremely similar to that of a real swan, and even the charm of the swan is made vividly, judging from the beauty alone, he has to give a high score.

Then it was tasting, breaking the wings of the swan with bare hands, the crunchy sound came, and when you bite into it, the crystal white skin is so crispy that it bursts in your mouth, and the wheat aroma of the grain fills your lips and teeth. When he bit into it, it was an incomparably soft and slightly cool thing, with a slight sweet aroma, which swept his taste buds little by little.

This crispy taste on the outside and tender on the inside conquered him to a great extent, and he couldn't help but close his eyes and quietly savor this wonderful taste.

The Maple Leaf National Judges are also tasting the swan wings, the snow-white skin is as thin as paper, and a little red filling is revealed at the opening, which is close to the fragrance of red beans. He put it in his mouth and nodded intoxicatedly.

Only the beer judges smelled the taste and put down the swan body that had only taken a sip in his hand. Although the appearance of the swan cake is gorgeous, the greasy taste of the pastry is lingering, and he doesn't like it.

But judging from the expressions of the rest of the diners in the restaurant, this swan cake is indeed a treasure.

……

On Huaxia's side, in the anticipation of everyone, a huge round table was first raised.

This table was borrowed by Chu Liangwei from Huaxia Restaurant, and when people heard that Huaxia was participating in the competition, they were very enthusiastic, and they directly sent their own son to drive to the destination in person. Holding the head of the old man Chu again, he gave high expectations: "I must win a championship!" Whoever we lose to, we can't lose to Little Neon!"

Chu Liangwei couldn't help but laugh for a while, it seems

This contradiction is deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Chinese person. He nodded his head while not forgetting to wish the boss: "Business is prosperous!" The boss was even more moved when he heard it.

Originally, it was a happy thing to meet the old acquaintance in a foreign country, but I didn't expect that I could still help the people of my hometown, and when Huaxia won the championship, he framed this round table and hung it in the hall, so that everyone who came to the restaurant to eat looked at it.

"Such a big table?" A diner asked curiously.

Yu Jian showed a mysterious smile, "Wait a minute, let everyone watch a Chinese opera—"

"OK, little square music!" Chef Lai looked at Zhang Hua and they were ready, and hurriedly gestured to the back.

Fang Zilu got the instruction and immediately connected to the Bluetooth speaker, and the elegant Chinese major tone sounded softly, and as the tone rose, the sound became louder and louder. Just as everyone was immersed in the music of the mysterious Orient, the tune turned, and the sound of a lot of beads and jade falling on the plate sounded, followed by the sound of the guzheng, then the pipa sound, and then the sound of the flute......

At this moment, Zhang Hua and other masters, carrying a huge tray, slowly appeared. The veil rose quietly, and the dancer turned to her feet and danced in the thick smoke.

It's -

&y's heart was shocked, and he rubbed his eyes desperately in amazement, for fear that he was wrong. There were not a few people who had the same action as him, and the bazaar, which was originally bustling and extraordinary, fell into a dead silence in an instant.

Everyone watched the dancers swaying, and saw the musicians holding different musical instruments, as if they were really watching the flying dance drama in the music around the beams.

Marvelous –

It's amazing!

"This snack...... What's your name?" Andy muttered, stepped forward unconsciously, reached out to touch it, and quickly retracted his hand.

These graceful figures made him feel ashamed of himself, his Adam's apple stirred, but he couldn't spit out another word.

"Plain Steaming Voice." The smile on the corner of Yu Jian's lips unconsciously widened a little, and she said in her proudest voice, "This is the real Su Steaming voice from the Tang Dynasty of China!"

There was an uproar at the scene-

The diners stared at each other with wide eyes. Many people didn't know why, and they were quietly Amway by others, and finally nodded clearly.

Li Kui and Li Ghost, at this moment, naturally see the difference.

"I'm here at every game, and that thing made by Neon Nation can't compare to this at all, it's not on the same level at all!" Someone said disdainfully, "What the hell is going on in the Neon Country? How can you still claim that other people's things are your own?"

"That's, that's it." Others chimed in.

Yu briefly has such an effect. Moreover, the corner of her eye has been swept to it, and someone secretly took a video, and also made a video and posted it on social platforms. She smiled even more intensely, pointed to the dancer who was still spinning around the round table, and asked loudly, "Would you like to try it?"

Taste?

The crowd hesitated again.

Such a beautiful thing should be offered, how can it be eaten!

"Dear Miss, this is a work of art."

Yu Jian tilted her head to look at him and spread her hands: "But this is essentially a snack, the appearance is beautiful, if it is separated from the food itself, then it loses its meaning, doesn't it?"

&y suddenly looked up and looked at the little girl who was scattered by the sunset in the afterglow, and the little girl's eyes were shining......

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