I have become popular in modern times with food

Jin Changguo twitched the tip of his nose, his heart felt itchy like ants crawling over him.

The recording studio is originally a closed space, where the milk scent and the fresh scent are mixed together, restricting each other and not giving in to each other, it is really hard for them, the group of people who are waiting for not to be able to eat.

Finally, when Yu Jian made a movement, everyone stretched their necks and stared at her hand that was about to lift the lid of the pot.

Seeing hot air gushing out, Yu Jian sprinkled some seasoning in the mist, and picked up the spoon to stir the noodle soup slowly.

As if by magic, after the heat dissipated, what everyone saw was milky white soup.

"It's impossible!" Wang Song stood up again, the surprise in his pupils even made his face surprisingly ugly.It was obviously a pot of clear soup just now, how could it turn white, and she obviously didn't see her adding dairy products!

"Unbelievable! It's really unbelievable. Come on, show me the high-definition camera, and Boss Yu turned the chicken soup into white!" The host exclaimed, and hurried to Yu Jian's cooking table, his eyes locked on the chicken soup in the casserole , The smell is so strong that it makes his Adam's apple move unconsciously.

Yu Jian took out an exquisite black-glazed ceramic bowl, put white chicken soup in it, sprinkled a few chopped green onions, and saw the wonderful black and white color scheme, with a sense of immortality and opulence.

In the big stove, firewood rice is also ready, and the five-color rice is cooked together, and the five elements are intertwined and beautiful.

On the other hand, Tang Yuan's curry mango chicken was almost cooked, he tasted it, raised his eyebrows, and added some seasoning, the taste was beyond his expectation.Green awns are more crispy, and they can still retain small pieces after cooking for so long.

The plate should be a shallow plate. First draw a simple shape on the periphery with raspberry jam, then put the golden chicken into the plate, and finally pour a spoonful of Greek yogurt and put a small mint leaf on it.

The eyes of the people turned to the judges sitting in front of them. There were two small trays in front of each of the five people, and they had long waited to taste the taste with their chopsticks.

"Now, I invite the judges to taste first..." Before the host finished speaking, Wang Song took the lead to pick up the spoon and took a bite of Tang Yuan's yogurt mango curry chicken.

Curry has a strong taste, which many people can't accept, but when mixed with yogurt, it is instantly refreshing.The chicken is soaked in soup, and the entrance is full of milk flavor, plus the taste of spices.The whole dish is very exotic, and the layering is very obvious.

He nodded with appreciation on his face, took the microphone and started to say: "It's very good, this dish is a taste I've never tasted before, just for Chef Tang's innovation, I will vote for him."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a lot of noise from the audience.

Li Xiang frowned: "What's the matter with this person, I haven't tasted the dishes made by the little boss, how can I vote first? It's not fair at all!"

"That's it!" Many people echoed.

The movement in the auditorium caught the attention of the host. At the prompt of the director, he went around to Wang Song and took a chance to remind him: "President Wang, I'm afraid the audience will have opinions on what you're doing..." The tone is variously meaningful.

Sure enough, Wang Song glanced at the auditorium and received many objecting eyes.He smiled embarrassingly, and picked up the microphone again: "Of course, this is just my current thought. Maybe I will change my mind after trying Miss Yu's dishes!" Instead, he found a way to go down.

Putting down the microphone, he carefully said to the host: "Cut this paragraph..." Otherwise, if it is broadcast, it will definitely be manipulated by those who want to make a fuss.He secretly reminded himself that this is a public place, and he should behave like everyone else.

Jin Changguo watched this little farce with cold eyes. He had heard about Wang Song, and he was always a master who stepped on the low and praised the high.Right now, it's okay for him to keep his own place, but Jin Changguo won't spare him if he makes any small moves.This program is the weeping work of the student's daughter-in-law, and there is no room for any dirty things to happen.

While thinking about it, he stirred the white soup in the black-glazed porcelain bowl. He had some concerns in his heart, and he didn't care who made it, so he put the soup spoon into his mouth.

……

There was a sudden thunder on the ground in the breeze.

Jin Changguo petrified on the spot holding the spoon, he didn't move for a long time, even his facial nerves stopped, showing a slightly weird expression.

The judge next to him saw that something was wrong with him, and carefully pushed his shoulder. The camera had captured him at some point, and the big screen was his zoomed-in picture.

Jin Changguo still maintained the original posture without moving, but his whole body slowly...entered a mysterious realm...

At this moment, it seems to be in the peach feast of the Queen Mother of Yaochi, drinking the nectar and jade dew, which makes people drunk and dreamy.

The corners of his mouth were pulled apart little by little, and then slightly curved, giving his whole person a sense of mystery and solemnity.

And this scene, under the magnification of the big screen, let everyone see it clearly.

The entire recording studio fell into extreme silence, and everyone held their breaths, only the rolling sound of the camera's rattling pulleys was heard.

At this time, Jin Changguo finally made another move. He continued to probe into the black glazed bowl with his hand holding the soup spoon. This time it was a piece of chicken soaked in soup, with yellowish chicken skin. mouth.

Chew once, then again, then the Adam's apple moved, and the swallowing action was clearly visible.

What kind of taste is this...

I only feel that the meat is tender and delicious, sweet and crispy, and the soup is smooth and delicious, as if I have touched the mystery of longevity.

"Hey..." He sighed faintly, then came to his senses, and lowered his head in thought to the black glazed bowl in front of him.

"I'm so anxious, what's the matter!" Li Xiang kept scratching his head and ears, this old Jin was so babbling, he didn't say it was delicious, he didn't say it was bad, he just said what it tasted like.

It's really frustrating.

After a long time, Jin Changguo sighed, looking straight at Yu Jian who was still cooking the chicken soup, and tightened his hand slightly when he picked up the microphone: "I can't describe this bowl of soup from the little boss with words. Taste it and you will know how it tastes."

These words caused an uproar. After waiting for so long, everyone only got an ambiguous answer from Mr. Jin, and some people immediately booed.

"Don't be too unpalatable, right?"

"That's right, let us taste it, is it because we are afraid that we won't eat it?"

Only Yu Jian's fans probably got the true meaning of Jin Changguo's words.

I'm afraid the taste is so good that there are no words to describe this delicacy!
Wang Song curled his lips, looking at the black glazed bowl with a cold look in his eyes.What kind of fairy legs, how could a little girl make such things recorded in history books.The soup is so bright and white, something must have been added.

Thinking of this, he looked down on the bowl of soup in front of him even more, and moved a little further away in disgust...