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Chapter 146 Three Thousand Years Old

For Wang Song, there is no great cleverness, but there are many small cleverness.Although he flattered Watanabe Village superficially, he turned around and informed the familiar media behind his back.

Coincidentally, this gossip reporter was one of the few friends Tang Jingling could get along with in the industry, so he turned around and informed Tang Jingling.

In this way, old man Watanabe's golden abacus is completely useless.With a big wave of Tang Jingling's hand, several people in the group took the guy and went straight to the scene, while she drove the car to pick up the protagonists in Yu's small courtyard.

Along the way, she was in such a good mood that even Yu Jian could tell, and asked her, "Sister Jingling is happy?"

Tang Jingling immediately restrained her smile and replied, "It's okay." Not only was it good, it was simply too good.At first I thought it was over, but it turned out that there was another village.

"Ah Jian, what is this master martial artist?" While waiting for the red light, she sneaked into Yu Jian's ear and asked softly.In the rearview mirror, Wu Guoliang was resting with his eyes closed, and didn't see her small movements at all.

Yu Jian also whispered, "He is a man of God." She seldom praised people like this, but in Wu Guoliang, he not only saw the diligence of a chef, but also the ambition of a Chinese.Such a person is the object of admiration for her all her life.

The location of the competition was chosen in a private club owned by members of the Food Association.Inside the third ring road, the winding path leads to secluded places, where you can find tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle.The owner of the clubhouse was on vacation abroad. Since Wang Song opened his mouth, he sold his face and asked the people below to tidy up the kitchen, prepare the materials, and put up a rest sign during the day.

As soon as Watanabe Village walked in the promenade of the clubhouse, surrounded by quaint wooden buildings, his eyes were filled with deep envy.He has worked so hard in the Neon Country for so many years, but he just bought a small house of about [-] square meters in Tokyo.These chefs in Huaxia are not as skilled as him, but they earn a lot more money than him.

This intangible cultural heritage must be obtained, the greater the fame, the more money he can make in other countries.Especially Chinese people, they are stupid and have a lot of money.Just like Wang Song, there must be a lot of them.

He seemed to see a scene in the not-too-distant future where he was sitting on mountains of gold and silver, the big courtyard in Kyoto, the beauties around him, oh, and Xiao Hezi, when she returned to Neon, he would definitely "care" her even more.

Xiaohezi Xicun, who was far away in the capital prison, shuddered fiercely. In her mind, she recalled the teacher's gaze staring at her like a poisonous snake, and her body trembled even more...

"Mr. Watanabe, these are the reporters from xxx media. They want to interview you first. Do you think it's okay?" Wang Song led a few people with long guns and short cannons in and asked, but he was not allowed reject.

Watanabe Cunichi was a little displeased, but under the camera, he still put on his master's demeanor, smiled and nodded: "Of course."

The reporter's questions were very good, from the development history of wagashi to his culinary experience, one by one, Watanabe village said, feeling as if he had looked back on most of his life, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional: " Huaxia is a good place, I have met many excellent people here..."

"Huaxia naturally has people who are better than you. Some people have been fooled into neon by you, and there are more people..." The words gradually disappeared, but suddenly raised the volume again, "Watanabe Cunichi, are you still Do you remember who I am?"

The one who spoke was none other than Wu Guoliang who walked in.He was wearing a modified version of the simple Chinese tunic suit, and his hair was combed carefully behind his head. At first glance, he seemed to be a character who came out decades ago.

The camera turned around wittily, and the camera pointed at the man who appeared out of nowhere, with a sarcastic smile on his face that was infinitely magnified by the camera.

Watanabe Village narrowed his eyes and carefully looked at the person in front of him.Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, his lips began to tremble unconsciously, and he said tremblingly: "You are...you are...Wu..."

"Yes, I am Wu Guoliang." I am back, so are you ready to accept my anger?

impossible!Wasn't Wu Guoliang already dead?He suffered such a serious injury, even if he survived, it would never be as good as before.Watanabe Village glanced at Wu Guoliang's two intact hands, settled down in his heart, and said calmly, "Wu Guoliang I know, he broke one hand in an accident, but you have healthy limbs. Who are you? Why are you pretending to be him?"

Wu Guoliang smiled slowly, and slowly rolled up the sleeve of his right hand, only to see a long scar on his arm extending upwards from the wrist, and barely stopped at the arm.He said slowly, word by word: "Is this what you're talking about? So you still remember the accident that was thanks to you..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Watanabe Village slapped the table one by one, the panic in his heart had reached the extreme.The moment Wu Guoliang showed his scars, he knew that the person in front of him was the real Wu Guoliang. Now that the media was present, all the things from that year must not be exposed.Back then, he came to China with the mission of the empire. If he was exposed, that period of history would reappear, and the empire would be brought to the fore again, then he would really be a sinner!
He managed to stabilize his mind, and smiled again: "Wusang, it's been a long time. Today is the day when I have a refreshment competition with the Yu family. Why do you..." Changed the subject, allowing the media to refocus on the refreshment contest .

Sure enough, there is something tricky in the middle.

Seeing his guilty look, Wu Guoliang had a sense of understanding in his heart, it seems that what happened back then was really as he expected, and it was not accidental.It seems that after this competition is over, he will have to spend more time investigating what happened back then.

He smiled slightly: "Of course I'm here to compete with you." When the word "competition" came out of his mouth, there was a bit of gnashing of teeth.

When Watanabe Village heard the words, he felt completely relaxed.Wu Guoliang has lost his hand, and still wants to compete with him?What a fool's dream.

But on the surface, he still said Qiqi: "So you are Yu Jian's elder? But isn't your surname Wu?"

"I'm her white case master, can't I?" Wu Guoliang raised his eyebrows and looked at him provocatively.

Since you are looking for death yourself, don't blame others.Watanabe Cun gritted his teeth, flicked the big sleeves of his neon suit, and said darkly, "If that's the case, then I'll offend you."

He has devoted himself to the study of tea ceremony in Nihong for the past two years, and he has gained a lot of experience, and he has devoted his heart and soul to the development of wagashi.People say that wagashi has its appearance, you can only look at it but not eat it.That's because they don't know wagashi at all. The wagashi he made is not only unique in shape, but also tastes better than any other.

Today, let these stupid Chinese people take a look at what kind of existence is called the Neon National Treasure Wagashi!
Three thousand years old, this is the representative work of his hard work.Tapioca flour and taro paste are used to make the perfect skin, and the inside is a delicate red bean paste filling.

Watanabe Village thoughtfully sprinkled a circle of soybean powder on the red bean filling to make the taste more layered.

The appearance is the essence of wagashi. Watanabe bent over and first kneaded the dough with the stuffing into a perfect circle, then pressed it slightly, and then used his fingers to draw a simple strip.Then I took out the tweezers and picked out the long petals bit by bit. This process is complicated and cumbersome, requiring a lot of energy and time from the refreshment chef.

As soon as Watanabe Village focused his attention, his legs unconsciously stood in a horse stance, and the sweat slowly dripped from his forehead.

Wu Guoliang sneered when he saw this, the Neon Kingdom would do such fancy things.He stretched his muscles and walked to the cooking table on the other side to start making Chinese pastries.

"It's done!" Watanabe Village put on the last yellow flower bud and rang the bell first.

He took the white handkerchief handed over by his assistant, pressed his sweat, and said proudly: "This wagashi is called Sanqiantui. It has many petals. At first glance, it looks like Sanqian pieces. Although it is cold winter , but you Huaxia have such an old saying: 'When winter comes, can spring be far behind?' This pink color like cherry blossoms heralds the coming spring, which is the time when all things recover..."

The camera gave a close-up, and I saw that this wagashi made by Watanabe Village is really as he said, the whole body is glowing pink and yellow, and the slender petals of cherry pink overlap and cover it. On the ground, there are layers upon layers, and from time to time you can see the stars and yellow stamens faintly exposed between the petals.

This pink and vibrant color, coupled with Watanabe Village's exquisite craftsmanship, makes this "Three Thousand Years" present a unique visual feast...

(End of this chapter)