"You are standing on the platform of Yuexianglou, but you are just thinking about the friendship of the past. But the food industry is based on real kung fu, and age doesn't say anything. ”

The person who spoke was Hu Yue, who was a die-hard fan of Mu Lian, and he strode towards Yuexianglou.

Seeing this, others also took out chopsticks and picked up the freshly cut roast suckling pig in Yuexianglou.

People are visual animals, and the roast suckling pig here in Yuexiang Lou is indeed better than Bazhen Lou, and even the taste is better.

A mouthful of pork went down, and several people didn't have time to express their feelings, so they hurriedly put down their chopsticks and picked up a thin slice of meat.

"How's it going? You say it. ”

Unlike the previous tasting of the dishes on the side of Bazhen Building, the tasting on the side of Yuexiang Building was quiet.

Sun Yue, who was still upset with Bazhen Lou before, grabbed the food with his side without saying a word after eating a bite of Yuexianglou's food.

"Hey, Sun Yue, aren't you rare Mu Lian's craftsmanship, go to the opposite side to eat, don't stand in my way."

The scene of the large-scale Zhenxiang slapping his face started immediately, Sun Yue snorted, and the movements in his hands did not change.

Everyone looked at the front of Yuexiang Building, crowded and crowded, and shouted behind the crowd: "You eat less, and leave some for us, this is a taste." ”

Several presidents and vice presidents of the food association did not have any trouble in this regard, and the two restaurants left dishes for them in advance.

Seeing that Yuexiang Lou was as popular as a rainbow and overpowered Bazhen Lou, they all chose to taste Zongci's craftsmanship first.

I can't take this taste.

After the roast suckling pig on the plate was finished, Dong Lao couldn't help but lick his lips.

"The world is delicious, this is the best taste in the world."

He shook his head, savoring the remaining delicacy in his tongue.

"Grandpa, let's go to Yuexianglou to eat, I like this dish."

Dong Qihe's body is weak, and he can't eat too much greasy food, and this dish is extremely appetizing to him.

It looks oily and goes into the stomach, but it doesn't make people sick.

"Okay, brothers, I'll take Xiaohe to dine in Yuexiang House today."

"Hehe, you old goods, of course we also dine in Yuexiang Building. In good conscience, the dish of Yuexianglou is indeed better than that of Bazhenlou. ”

When they ate the roast suckling pig from Bazhen Lou, they thought to themselves that although it tasted good, the red meat was not suitable for their old people.

When they arrived at Yuexianglou's dishes, they only thought that the gods were delicious, and they could earn more bites.

"Don't you think that the food in Yuexianglou smells too fragrant, maybe some bad ingredients have been added?"

Vice President Wu, who admired Mu Lian the most, raised his own questions.

"Oh, what did Lao Wu eat? I tasted it, the roast suckling pig tasted delicious, and the seasoning was more miscellaneous, but it didn't look like a contraband. ”

Lao Wu smiled, and the layers of folds on his face bloomed like chrysanthemums: "No matter how powerful our tongue is, it is not as good as a machine." In my opinion, send the dishes on both sides to the Quality Supervision Bureau for inspection. ”

With the advancement of science and technology, so is the world of gastronomy.

In the past, when cooking, you had to check which chef had put prohibited things, and you could only taste them with your tongue, or check the ingredients and ingredients used by the other party.

But now it's different, as long as it is sent to the Quality Supervision Bureau, all the ingredients in it can be clear.

Dong Lao pondered for a moment and frowned slightly: "Yuexianglou has been running for so many years, and there has never been any bad news. Bazhen Building is also a time-honored restaurant, let's make an evaluation, and send people's dishes to the Quality Supervision Bureau, which is not very authentic. ”

"The monk said that the monk is reasonable, and the Buddha said that the Buddha is reasonable, so let's eat first. After eating, talk to the two chefs, maybe they have their own ingredients. ”

"That's right."

A few people raised their feet and walked towards Yuexiang Building, Vice President Wu put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "I prefer Xiao Mu's craftsmanship, so I won't be with you." ”

"Okay, we'll see you in the afternoon."

Everyone has their own preferences, and a few people don't take it seriously.

The place where Yue Xianglou tasted the food soon was left with shiny empty plates.

On the plate opposite Bazhen Building, there is still half of the roast suckling pig left.

Most of the diners who have tasted the dishes on both sides choose to walk into the Yuexiang Building.

Not to mention anything else, just the dish of roasting suckling pig in the oven is enough for them to have a good meal today.

The dishes tasted were eaten so quickly, which greatly surprised Yue Xianglou.

Pleasantly surprised, they hurriedly added new dishes and set a new rule, each person could only try two slices of meat.

The latecomers are a little stupid, but there are obviously more diners who choose Yuexiang Restaurant.

Two pieces of meat arouse gluttony, if you don't eat more in the restaurant, how can you kill the cravings.

By noon, there were a lot fewer guests in Bazhen Building than in Yuexiang Building, and the manager couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

Cheng Huai originally thought that according to the situation of the previous two days, he would be busy in the kitchen for most of the day.

Who knew that this morning had passed, and there were not even five people who lit the open oven to roast suckling pigs.

The manager over there kept dragging it, thinking that several presidents of the food association would come to the Bazhen Building at noon.

But waiting left and right, the other party didn't mean to come, so he reported to Mu Lian bitterly.

"Mr. Mu, Dong Lao, they went to Yuexianglou...... Why don't you take a break, we've been winning in the building for two days. ”

It stands to reason that the temperature in the kitchen is much warmer than outside.

But when the manager stood next to Mu Lian, he felt chills all over his body, and his back was sweating.

"Dong Lao and his grandson, are you on the other side?"

Cheng Huai put down the knife, and fire surged in his chest: "Why didn't you tell me earlier." ”

There was a little more color in his voice, and the sharp female voice made the manager's scalp tingle.

"Mr. Mu, don't be angry, Vice President Wu said that the roast suckling pig they made tasted strange and fragrant, and it may have used bad ingredients. In the afternoon, he will continue to suggest that the dishes cooked by the two families be sent to the Quality Supervision Bureau for inspection. ”

Hearing that Vice President Wu was going to send the dishes he made to the Quality Supervision Bureau for inspection, Cheng Huai's face changed slightly.

"Which private room is Vice President Wu in, take me over."

The dishes he cooks must not be sent for testing.

Cheng Huai couldn't figure it out, Zongci's cooking skills, he had carefully observed, and there was a big gap with him.

Before, he had also bought a roast suckling pig from Yuexianglou and tasted it, and it stands to reason that the taste would never surpass his.

In the Yuexiang Building, Zong Ci was busy sweating profusely, occasionally raising his head and looking at Shu Ange, his eyes were full of worship and joy.

"Fluttershy, thanks to you today. Otherwise, with so many orders, it would be difficult for me to finish even if I gave birth to eight hands. ”

Last night, Zong Ci followed Shu Ange to learn how to make roast suckling pig, and stayed up until more than two o'clock in the morning.

He fell asleep with his pillow on his head, and slept until half past seven in the morning, when he hurried into the kitchen to prepare the dishes for today's tasting.

Both Zongci and his father thought that Shu Ange's improved open oven roasted suckling pig tasted very good.

But Mu Lian's craftsmanship is not bad, so before the ring, Zong Ci was still a little worried.