Chapter 149 The Hateful
"Oh ho, it seems that I have hit the mark?" Wu Guoliang whistled and said frivolously.

Watanabe Cunyi's expression betrayed him, this kind of astonishment is tinged with panic, and in the panic is hidden the guilty conscience of being spied on, Wu Guoliang knew at a glance that this Watanabe Cunyi must be doing his old tricks again—— -Plagiarizing the work of others.

Watanabe Cunichi was indeed panicked.Three thousand years old was not his idea at first, but it came from an unknown little refreshment chef in Kanto.This person is his fanatical fan, and sent him many letters, one of which wrote about the three thousand-year-old practice, and also hand-painted the shape of the pattern.At that time, when he was running out of inspiration, he happened to be three thousand years old, and he felt that it was the gods blessing him in the dark.Later, he sent someone to pick up the original creator to Kyoto, and encouraged him with sweet words, and finally let him give himself the three-thousand-year-old idea.

This kind of thing has been done a lot in his life, but he doesn't think there is anything wrong with him.These people are unknown people, even if they have good ideas, it is a waste if they don't have a platform for them.Why not let him bring these exquisite works to the public's attention.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Watanabe Village looked away with a stern face, "As for what President Jin said, I really didn't think carefully. You are slightly better in this competition." The lesser the harm, it's just a small competition, even if you admit defeat, it won't cause too much trouble.But things that take people's creativity must not be exposed.Although the people of Nihong Country admire him, they hate such things deeply.

The atmosphere fell into a strange embarrassment again. The cameraman held the camera and took pictures from Watanabe Cunyi to Wu Guoliang, and then from Wu Guoliang to Watanabe Cunyi, not letting go of a small expression and movement of the two.

Wu Guoliang lazily touched the edge of the chair and sat down, raised his legs and looked at everyone present with interest. As for Watanabe Cunichi, he had other plans, and he was not in a hurry to deal with him now.

Wang Song stood dog-legged in the middle, and smiled to appease everyone: "This is a friendly match, winning or losing is not important, it's not important... The most important thing is that everyone has seen the miraculous skills of the two masters, especially Master Wu, this walnut is really amazing!" He moved to the camera, picked up a large paper-skinned walnut with his bare hands, and "clicked" a bite in front of his face, making an expression of wanting to die...

I still don’t forget to remind the photographer: “Shoot carefully, remember to cut my part in!”

Yu Jian walked slowly in front of Watanabe Village, stopped at a safe distance, and slightly parted her thin lips: "Mr. Watanabe, you must know what happened between me and Xiao Hezi. Huaxia has always been a place of etiquette. Bang, people don’t offend me and I don’t offend others. Cooking has its own strengths and weaknesses. I win because of my years of hard work. I lose, which means there is still room for improvement. But now it seems that the god of luck still stands On my side." Whether it's Xiaohezi or you Watanabe, they are just Huaxia's defeated opponents.

Watanabe Cunichi smiled darkly, looking at her with a little strange look in his eyes, he said firmly: "Don't get complacent too early. Next year will be the World Gastronomy Conference held every three years. If If you really have the skills, then I will let you know what the most gorgeous tea ceremony snacks in the Great Neon Kingdom are like." The implication is that this time he has let water in this competition and showed mercy.

Wu Guoliang dug his ears and waved his hand: "Why don't you wait until next year, let's show you your so-called real skills?"

When everyone heard this, they also nodded desperately.

He made Watanabe Village as angry as a puffer fish, gasped for a long time, patted his butt, and left——

Wu Guoliang was confused by his coquettish operation, and asked, "What's the matter, can it still be like this?"

Seeing his funny appearance, everyone roared with laughter...

This duel finally made the headlines of the portal website in the form of pictures and texts.Wu Guoliang still carries a lot of secrets, so he can't show his face to the public for the time being, and the article only uses the words "Beijing pastry master" to describe it, but the words are all admiration and praise.As soon as this report was published, it attracted public attention. Young people showed pictures of pastries to their elders, triggering a wave of nostalgia for old-fashioned pastries.

Even the old pastry shop in the capital, which was not visited by many people before, has gradually begun to glow with new life.

"Hey, don't tell me, this pastry looks unremarkable, but it tastes pretty good." Someone squatted at the door of the pastry shop and said in surprise, taking a bite of the pancake in his hand.

The old man next to him passed by and said casually: "That's not right! This shop has been open for almost a hundred years, and the craftsmanship of the masters inside has been passed down from generation to generation. Young people, don't underestimate these pastries. The mission of national rejuvenation..."

The old man babbled, and the young man was fascinated by it...

……

On the second day after the end of the competition, Watanabe Cunyi hurriedly left the capital on an early flight. Apart from the assistant he brought along, there was also a young and beautiful Chinese woman.

Wang Song, who was drinking tea and reading the newspaper in the office of the Beijing Food Association, answered the phone. He smiled loudly, patted his chest and said, "Yes, we went together. That old guy Watanabe is fascinated. You don't want me to do things." Don't worry?...What? Alright! Come back to me if you have anything to do in the future!" After hanging up the phone, he happily opened the bank card APP, and sure enough, there was another latest transfer message, and he clicked on a few zeros after the number. He hummed a little tune with his eyes closed.

Everything was calm again.

Yu Jian had one more homework after school, and that was to go to Wu Guoliang to learn Bai An every weekend.This made Yu Yuan very depressed. On weekdays, my sister either went to class or went to restaurants, and only had time to spend time with him on weekends. This is great, even the only parent-child time has been deprived!
His sister also promised him a lot of delicious things, when will he be able to eat them! !
The little guy was sitting on the steps in front of the door, so worried that he could hang an oil bottle on his mouth.

"Yo~ Whose family is this child? Just sit like this, and you won't be afraid of being abducted?" Tang Yuan walked in from the alley with his things, looked at Yu Yuan sitting at the door from afar, and said something Molested him.

Yu Yuan reluctantly raised his eyes, curled his lips and turned around, pointing his butt at him.Brother Tang is really annoying. Every time I see him, I always feel deflated.Yu Yuan has also learned badly now, so he doesn't say anything if he can't say it, and cold treatment is king everywhere.

Tang Yuan didn't want to let him go. With a long leg, he turned to him again, raised the box in his hand, and said slowly: "It's still a hot Basque cheesecake, does anyone want to eat it?"

What?cake!

Yu Yuan immediately jumped up, raised his hands high, hung his arms and shouted anxiously: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Brother Tang's cake tastes so good it couldn't be better!

 There will be an explosion on National Day~~Han Yubai is about to start shooting again~~

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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