He Jing said quietly, "Three fresh boneless fish, please use it slowly."

Du Xi blew out a bubble when she heard the words, tilted her head and glanced at the younger brothers of the Miao Food Club, who quickly brought her clean dishes and chopsticks, and used boiling water to eliminate the poison three times before handing it to her.

She held the chopsticks and was about to eat three fresh boneless fish, He Jing grabbed her hand and said lightly, "Eat it later, be careful of scalding."

The freshly baked fish still has the soup in it, and it is indeed too hot to eat.

Du Xi raised his eyebrows and glanced at He Jing delicately.

She shirked it like this, shouldn't she have no bottom on the taste of this fish?

The extendable head is a knife, and the shrinking head is also a knife......

Forget it, you can eat later.

The younger brothers of the Miao Food Club also thought so, and the eyes of the fish became strange, as members of the Miao Food Club, they not only knew how to cook, but their mouths were also notoriously picky, they didn't want to eat any dark food......

The chefs of Ziyang Hotel looked solemn, you look at me and I see you look at each other for a while before they walked out and went to eat Du Xi's sour soup and nine thorny perch.

For them, it was a nightmare that He Jing's food was not as good as Du Xi's, and of course they were unwilling to accept this fact.

And sure enough, it was not what they expected, the chef who ate the sour soup open-hearth nine-thorn perch chewed the top food, and at the same time put down his chopsticks as if he was on the grave, and said in an extremely gloomy tone: "The fish is delicate and melts in the mouth, and the thick sour soup has a long flavor of Guizhou sauerkraut...... It's an impeccable dish in terms of colour, aroma and taste, and if I had to give it a score, I'd give it a perfect score."

The older chef's expression collapsed, and there were only two words in his head-

Finished.

How can He Jing win such a delicious dish?

The younger brothers of the Miao Shi Club were very emotional when they heard this comment, and they all snorted proudly: "Our Senior Sister Du Xi is the face of the Miao Shi Club, there is no fish in this world that she can't do well, and her fish even serve the master."

The chefs of the Ziyang Hotel sighed in unison, and looked at He Jing with a sad face, it seems that the golden sign of the Ziyang Hotel is really going to be lost, and if this matter spreads, their prestige will be greatly reduced.

As a long-established brand in the city, it represents not only the food culture here, but also the heritage over the years......

He Zhou sneered, and his thin lips sneered: "Wang Po sells melons and boasts about herself."

The younger brothers of the Miaoshi Club were suddenly blushed with anger: "You ......"

He Zhou squinted at them: "Isn't it?"

Du Xi interrupted strongly: "Okay, stop blowing, eat other people's."

A member of the Miao Food Club muttered in a low voice, "This three-fresh boneless fish is not delicious at first glance, and it was fried just now, Senior Sister Du Xi, why are you giving them face so much?"

Du Xi knocked him: "Stop talking nonsense, go quickly."

Even if you don't do it well, you have to take it seriously and then evaluate it, which is a sign of respect for the chef.

The member had no choice but to go, he reluctantly took the chopsticks, followed the other younger brothers and made a few strokes on the three fresh boneless fish, and poked the chopsticks critically.

He Zhou saw that the anger was not coming, he was full of anger and clenched his fists.

He Jing was good-tempered, standing with her hands on her chest and looking at it calmly, as if this dish had nothing to do with her.

In the eyes of others, this is a manifestation of a loser's mentality crumbling and breaking the jar.