Dai Long said sincerely, but listening to the ears of the audience in the live broadcast room, his words seemed a little timid.

Anyway, he is also a celebrity chef with the title of God of Food, and his one-handed God of Food fried rice is famous all over the country, and everyone still wants to see how he and Li Yi can fight each other!

As a result, why did he admit defeat directly after eating a bite of fried rice?

This is too crotch-pulling, isn't it?

Seeing the complaints floating in the live broadcast room, Dai Long smiled faintly, but he was a little helpless in his heart.

Although he is known as the god of food, he is just a celebrity chef in the Xiangjiang area.

There are thousands of famous chefs in the world, and there are also hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the countryside, how dare he really call himself the god of food?

Moreover, Li Yi's cooking skills are not in vain, when he made the first few dishes, he had already seen it clearly and clearly.

When watching Li Yi cook, he had already found that Li Yi's cooking skills were not bad, and the level was definitely not below him.

In addition, Li Yi is in his prime, and he is dying, and the age gap corresponds to the physical strength gap.

At the same level, it is not surprising that he lost to Li Yi, he himself was mentally prepared.

And after he tasted Li Yi's [Qingkou Rice], he realized that the so-called equivalent level was just an illusion on his part.

Li Yi's cooking skills are definitely at least one level stronger than him.

At least in terms of salt mouth, he will definitely not reach Li Yi's level.

So, with such a clear gap, what else is there to compare?

The audience didn't know the level considerations in this, but when they saw him taste a bite of fried rice, they decisively admitted defeat.

But the real top master duels, in fact, can often be seen through only one detail.

But I can't explain this to the audience in detail, it's tantamount to stepping on his face on the ground.

Li Yi also knew this, so he smiled and made a round: "It was the seniors who carried me and helped me carry the sedan chair." ”

Hearing his words, Dai Long laughed, his heart was relieved, and the shelf he was holding was also put down.

"Don't save face for me, if you don't meet the level, you don't have the level."

Waving his hand, Dai Long smiled and said, "I am the god of food in Xiangjiang, and you are the god of mainland cooking!" Xiangjiang is originally part of the mainland, and it is normal that my cooking skills are not as good as yours. ”

"There is a sequence of hearing the Tao, they are all people in the same way, it doesn't matter who is strong and who is weak, it is enough to make delicious food, so that everyone can eat happily."

Li Yi said with a smile, then picked up a spoon and squeezed it into the plate: "Leave some for me, and I will clear my mouth." ”

In the midst of laughter, a plate of [Qingkou Rice] was quickly snatched up.

After the fried rice was eaten, everyone's hearts were steady.

The staple food is a staple food because of its indispensable position.

For many people, no matter how many delicious dishes they eat, if they don't eat the staple food, it is as if they haven't finished it, and their hearts are empty.

After eating and drinking, everyone worked together to clean the back kitchen, and today's recording officially ended.

When the camera is turned off, everyone's state is much more free.

The dashing brother seems to have started the nightlife mode and proposed to sing, but few responded.

Everyone ate a stomach full of delicious food, and ate two large plates of fried rice, and they were all a little drunk at the moment.

Drowsy, everyone just wants to go back to the hotel to rest and sleep, how can they still have the energy to sing?

In the back row, Dai Long and Li Yi exchanged cooking skills with great interest.

In front of the camera, there are a lot of jargon that is not easy to say, and after some exchanges, Dai Longcai sighed: "No wonder I can't compare to you, you are studying official cooking, I am from a wild road, I entered the industry halfway, and I am not wronged to lose to you." ”

"I said that there is no need to win or lose! Just be happy. ”

Li Yi smiled and waved his hand disapprerovingly.

Hearing him say this, Dai Long is no longer hypocritical.

Smacking his lips, Dai Long recalled the taste of the [Qingkou Rice] just now, and couldn't help but sigh in surprise: "It's strange, I didn't feel anything when I first ate that Qingkou Rice, but after eating, I thought about it more and more." ”

As he spoke, he shifted his body and said to Li Yi sideways: "When I was a child, my family of eight people lived in 30 square meters, my mother washed and cooked at home, and my father made money by pulling rickshaws to support the whole family.

For a family of eight, they all sleep in bunk beds, and they can't eat enough at all.

My mother cooks at home, and after stir-frying, she puts a spoonful of white rice into the pot, and stir-fries the remaining oil in the pot into the rice to make a vegetable base rice.

Several of my siblings rushed to eat.

At that time, I felt that the basic rice was the best meal in the world.

But since my mother passed away, I haven't eaten such a delicious base meal.

I've tried it countless times myself, but I've never made anything like it.

But when I ate the [Qingkou Rice] you made, I ate the taste of the rice.

I now know that the reason why that kind of vegetable base rice was so delicious back then was not because it was heavy, but because it was not enough. ”

Dai Long was not talking to Li Yi, but to himself.

With that, he sat back, looked out the window, and fell into the memory.

Li Yi didn't bother him, just let him reminisce until the bus drove back to the hotel.

The car stopped at the door of the hotel, and the drowsy Yuan Yongyi yawned, staggered to his feet, and got out of the car one after another.

Li Yi gave up his position and let Dai Long go first, and he and Liu Yifei stood behind.

After the flight guests got out of the car, they followed down together, talking and laughing and walking towards the hotel.

Entering the hotel gate, Li Yi was still asking Liu Yifei if she needed help blowing her hair tonight, but she didn't hear Liu Yifei's answer, nor did she feel Liu Yifei's shy beating.

He turned back in confusion, but found Liu Yifei standing a few steps away, looking straight ahead, looking nervous, like seeing a cat and a mouse.

"What's wrong?"

Li Yi turned around and walked to her side, followed her line of sight, and looked to the side and ahead.

There was a lounge area where a few guests sat sporadically to rest and chat.

Closest to the gate, a bright and touching middle-aged woman was sitting there, looking at the position of the gate.

She seemed to be waiting for someone, and from the way she stared at Liu Yifei, it could be seen that the person she was waiting for had arrived.

After seeing Liu Yifei, she stood up, carried her bag, and walked over to this side.

Seeing her approaching, Liu Yifei became more and more nervous.

Li Yi could hear her nervous breathing a few steps away.

Soon, the middle-aged woman approached the two of them.

Without glancing at Li Yi, as if she was completely ignoring him, the middle-aged woman looked at Liu Yifei and looked up and down.

Her eyes stopped at Liu Yifei's bulging cheeks, and then she smiled slightly, raised her hand to cover Liu Yifei's cheek lovingly, and pinched it gently: "Fat." ”

Liu Yifei shrunk her neck, her shoulders drooped, looked at the middle-aged woman, and shouted weakly: "Mom..."

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