The strongest boss in Huadu

Chapter 380 A Bowl of Noodles Wins the Championship
Chapter 381 A Bowl of Noodles Wins the Championship
"Please give me a reason why she can win the championship."

Wei Qing's expression was a little cold.

He suspected that there was something inside the conference.

He must be dissatisfied in his heart, a bowl of noodles has scored such a high score and defeated so many people.

This is nonsense!
"As a judge, I simply don't understand how a bowl of such unpalatable noodles can score [-] points, and how can it beat other people's excellent works to win the championship."

The gourmet who just spit out Yu Manxiang's noodles stood up and spoke.

He also endured it for a long time.

A bowl of noodles without any cooking skills, such ordinary noodles, can actually win the championship.

There seemed to be some confusion at the scene.

"Ahem! Be quiet, everyone."

Chairman Zhou stood up and spoke.

"I believe the audience all have such doubts. How can a bowl of noodles conquer so many of our judges? Of course, some judges don't understand."

"Then I will tell you the answer here."

"Please remember that the topic of the final competition is to play freely and make a food that you think is the best."

"No problem, the best food."

"That is to say, in the finals, we will not compare the food made by everyone horizontally."

"Our scoring standard is to only make a detailed vertical comparison of the dishes (food) made by the contestants.

"For example, we didn't compare Wei Qing's Qilin chicken with other contestants' dishes. We just aimed at the level and level of Qilin chicken he made. Do longitudinal scoring."

"Chef Yu Manxiang's is the same. She makes hand-rolled noodles. We only make a vertical comparison score for her noodles. How far is her hand-rolled noodles from the full-score hand-rolled noodles? There is no comparison with other people. dishes for comparison.”

"If Yu Manxiang's hand-rolled noodles can score 88.5 points in the vertical score of hand-rolled noodles, then she can win Wei Qing's Qilin Chicken with a vertical score of [-] points."

"So, when we set the question, we specially reminded you to make a food that you think is the most delicious."

"It means doing what you do best."

"Obviously, the hand-rolled noodles made by contestant Yu Manxiang are top-notch and unique among hand-rolled noodles."

Chairman Zhou's answer sounds profound, but it is actually very easy to understand.

I don't know if Wei Qing can understand it, but the audience basically understands it anyway.

"So it is!"

"In this way, it can be understood that a bowl of noodles can win several other seemingly high-end dishes."

"It turns out that the key point of free play is here, and I suddenly realized it!"

Many people in the audience seemed to be able to accept that they could win the championship with a bowl of noodles.

You make a bowl of noodles top-notch, unique and unique, and the judges cry after eating it, then this champion seems to be worthy of the name.

"President Zhou, I know our scoring rules are like this, but I also ate that side! It's too unpalatable, it's so ordinary that it's too ordinary for me to give her thirty points."

The gourmet judge who spat out after tasting Yu Manxiang noodles felt that he had to refute.

"Let me ask you, in your memory, where did you eat the best noodles you've ever eaten?"

Chairman Zhou asked.

"this.
The foodie doesn't seem to have an answer.

As a gourmet, he has eaten too many noodles, all kinds.

It seemed that, in his mind, there was nothing very delicious.

Because it is not easy to make noodles delicious.

Because he is so ordinary, he has existed in China for more than 2000 years.

After so many years of development, everyone has eaten all kinds of noodles, and they can be eaten everywhere in the streets and alleys.

I usually think it's delicious, but it's just a little more seasoning.

However, that delicious taste comes from the flavor of the seasoning, not the taste of the noodles themselves.

Then this kind of noodles cannot become delicious in the true sense.

"Sorry, I haven't eaten noodles that make me feel delicious."

Gourmet replied.

"Then have you ever eaten the noodles your parents made for you?"

Chairman Zhou continued to ask.

"My parents have been very busy since I was a child, and there is no time to cook, let alone noodles."

For some people, because of their parents' work and personalities, their children basically cannot eat the meals they cook.

And that gourmand is that type of person.

Thinking about it is also true, no wonder when I was a child, I was able to eat meals cooked by my parents every day, that was happiness.

You take it for granted, but some people can't even dream of eating it.

"In that case, it's understandable that you think that side is not tasty."

After Chairman Zhou finished speaking, Gu Gu stood up.

"There are thousands of kinds of noodles in the world, but there is one that we will never forget after eating it, and it is the best we have ever eaten in this life."

"That's the noodles that my parents made for myself."

"Do you know why we cry after eating?"

"Because eating this noodle reminds us of the taste of the noodle our parents cooked for us when we were young."

"Take a bite, and the familiar and warm smiling faces of your parents seem to appear in front of you."

"All the good memories of the past come to mind, and I think of a breakfast where my parents cooked a bowl of steaming noodles and served them in front of me."

"We used to have the most delicious noodles, and the taste will never be forgotten."

The old words seem to melt into the hearts of many people like a sword with feelings.

It cuts away the "special emotions" buried in the bottom of many people's hearts.

It's a resonance.

After how many people get married and start a business, their parents grow old and become parents themselves.

I suddenly remembered that the happiest thing when I was a child was to eat the meals cooked by my father or mother and the steaming noodles.

Innocent self, happy when eating, gobbled it up.

Gradually, the opportunities to eat the meals they cook are getting less and less. When they are old and unable to move, wanting to eat has become a luxury.

That taste can only become a memory.

Of course, that taste is the most delicious in this world.

"Clap clap clap!"

The audience burst into warm applause.

Some even shed tears.

It seems that the old sayings have reached everyone's heart.

At this moment, Wei Qing seemed to be recalling something.

He took a step forward, and there was still a bowl of noodles made by Yu Manxiang on the competition table.

It's just that after a while, the bowl of noodles no longer steamed, and it was obviously cold.

Wei Qing walked over and picked up the bowl of noodles. Although it was already cold, he still smelled it vigorously, and then picked up the chopsticks.

After Wei Qing took two bites, he closed his eyes.

A wave of thoughts welled up in my heart, and my mother who died young seemed to appear in front of my eyes.

"Xiaoqing, are the noodles made by mom delicious?"

"Yeah, delicious!"

It was a picture of Wei Qing eating noodles by himself when he was a child.

Wei Qing, 40, lost his mother when he was in his 20s.

Time flies, and my mother has been gone for more than ten years.

Now eating this bowl of noodles, the deep yearning for my mother wells up like a spring.

The picture of my mother cooking noodles for herself is vivid in my mind.

It seems that the noodles cooked by my mother will never be full and never get tired of eating.

Although the eyes were closed, a tear overflowed from the corner of the eye.

A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, just because he didn't touch the bottom of his heart.

"I lost."

Wei Qing opened his eyes and said these four words in a low voice.

Even the opponent is conquered.

This championship was well deserved.

However, the gourmet still couldn't figure out why this happened.

Is the taste from parents really so delicious?

Perhaps, this is the regret of his life!
"Chef Yu Manxiang, how did you come up with the idea of ​​making this noodle?"

Gu Gu asked Yu Manxiang personally.

"Because in my heart, this noodle dish is the most delicious. When I was a child, my dad often cooked noodles for me. Whenever he cooked, I watched from the sidelines."

"Eating the noodles he cooked makes me happy."

"Hand-rolled noodles are simple, but he made them himself. Although there are no ingredients, it has a natural taste. As long as you eat it, you will feel love."

When it's over, Lu Qi has already begun to be moved.

He's not an emotional guy, but was moved nonetheless.

Lu Qi also remembered the noodles made by his mother.

It's really delicious.

Although simple, but when eating, really satisfied, very happy.

(End of this chapter)