Chapter 304 Showdown ([-])

The bergamot cloud cake is like the purest cluster of snow on the top of the snow mountain, beckoning to several people, waiting to be picked.

The kimchi country judges pinched a piece with bare hands, broke it from the middle, and saw the light yellow bergamot filling inside, which was crystal clear and semi-flowing. A strange fragrance came to his nostrils, and he couldn't help but take a bite.

soft.

This is his first feeling.You can still feel the delicate temperature of the sponge cake between the lips and teeth, which is incredibly soft.

sweet.

This is his second feeling.Aromatic sweetness poured into his mouth layer by layer, and then poured into his stomach with saliva. The sweetness flowed from top to bottom, creating fragrance everywhere it passed.

If he really wanted to find out the shortcomings, it was at this moment that he also wanted to have a cup of elegant green tea to neutralize the overbearing aroma of bergamot.Just as he was thinking about it, Takeda had someone bring a pot of brown tea.

"This is plum water boiled by Mr. Takeda himself. It is a perfect match with bergamot cloud cake." With the poured soup, a strong aroma of traditional Chinese medicine filled the air.

The beer country judge sniffed in disgust. He didn't like this kind of thing the most. He had been tricked into taking the bitter medicine soup for a long time, and now there was a shadow.

Just when he was about to refuse, a person rushed in.

The judges of Maple Leaf Country were sweating profusely, stood in front of them with an aggrieved face, and gave them a hard look: "You guys are so disrespectful!" Then he grabbed the small teacup from the judges of Beer Country and drank it down. do.

"Pfft——" Before the judges of the Beer Country could respond, a mouthful of brown liquid mixed with saliva was sprayed on his face. He wiped off the water stains on his face sullenly, and said word by word: "What do you want to do?" ?”

The Maple Leaf Country judge stuck out his tongue bitterly: "What kind of strange smell is this?"

The Kimchi Country judges were so amused by the sudden interaction between the two that they almost used their mobile phones to record their embarrassment.

After being made such a fuss by the judges of Maple Leaf Country, the few people have no intention of tasting Takeda's elaborate work again.Although the judges of the Kimchi Country thought that the bergamot cloud cake was delicious, after all, there was Huaxia's Bazhen Bazang cake before, and a comparison between the two sides showed that Takeda's work was a little ordinary.

Naturally, Takeda also saw the absent-mindedness of several people, and his heart was burning with jealousy.The best taste experience of bergamot cloud cake is to drink a sip of plum water. The sweetness in cloud cake will be completely neutralized by the sour soup. The sweet and sour taste is the essence of cloud cake.

But it was messed up!
Not only was it messed up, but they didn't even feel guilty, they turned around and left with a smile, and continued to throw themselves into the arms of Huaxia Kingdom.

How could this not make him angry?Thought after thought, this Huaxia is against him everywhere, and suppresses him everywhere. The Huaxia pastry they talked about just now, the kind of heart-to-heart admiration, should have been a compliment to him!
This imbalance in his heart completely made him forget the current situation.He became angry, and walked directly to the gate of Huaxia restaurant, regardless of his assistant's dissuasion.

"Zhang Hua—do you dare to fight me!" Wu Tian yelled loudly, but he used the Huaxia language that he had abandoned like a shoe.

Fang Zilu, who was still working hard inside, moved his ears. Which mad dog is barking?Ignore it, the vegetarian buns made by Master Lai are really delicious, the fillings are salty and fresh, revealing the unique aroma of wild vegetables, and dried fragrant, so chewy, and the dough is so soft...

A ray of breeze blew past, carrying withered petals and leaves, gently rolled past Wutian's body...

Desolate, desolate, miserable... No one paid any attention to Takeda Dairo.There is only Fang Zilu in the Huaxia restaurant, and it is not yet the time for the high-end pastries to be served, and Chef Zhang Hua is still busy in the small shop in the market.Yu Jian took the returning judges to visit the bazaar, and their figures had long been submerged in the crowd.

Takeda was ignored, the resentment in his eyes was ready to burst out, his heart was screaming crazily, but he still wanted to maintain his unwarranted face, he spoke again, and the volume increased again.This time, he stood at the entrance of the food street, facing the crowds of diners inside, and blocked all of himself: "Huaxia people, do you dare to fight a dignified battle with my neon country?" !"

The diners stand still for a moment.Some of them understood this sentence, and some looked around in confusion, but they all fell silent in unison.

Zhang Hua happened to hand over the last box of pastries to the diners. Hearing this, one couldn't help but chuckled.His voice was not too loud, but it was very clear in the breath-holding atmosphere.

The corners of his mouth curled up in a sarcastic arc, and he wiped away the oil stains on his hands. He just stood there, tilted his head and thought for a while, before asking very seriously: "You claim to be the representative of the Neon Kingdom, but are you sure?" Challenge me in Chinese?"

"Pfft—" I don't know who it is, but suddenly recalled the deep meaning of this sentence, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Takeda Dalang's face turned pale, and he also realized that he had exposed the kamikaze that was originally a Chinese.But as thick-skinned as he is, he can't take too much into consideration at the moment, and just pointed at Zhang Hua: "No need to say more, just one sentence, would you like to compare with me alone?"

Su sent Master Zhang to persuade: "Don't pay attention to him, we will win." He is more cautious, this is a group battle, and there are only a lot of diners now, so there is no need to make extra troubles.

But for Zhang Hua, he wants to fight.He wants Takeda Dalang to know what he gave up!He wants to avenge brother Liang!

Turning his gaze not far away, there was a little girl standing there, her gestures showed a calm and natural demeanor, and she was dazzling.The little girl met his gaze, suddenly smiled and nodded slightly.

At this moment, his chest was full of pride, and he shouted loudly: "Okay—as you wish!"

Takeda Dairo saw that he agreed, the haze in his eyes flashed away, and he sneered again and again in his heart.He knows exactly what Zhang Hua is, but he is just a disciple of the Man Han Quan Banquet.Their martial family has been the royal chef since the Song Dynasty, and their inheritance is much more than that of the barbarians outside the pass.

The reason why he challenged Zhang Hua was to let him know that his younger brother will always be his younger brother.Wu Guoliang was defeated by him, not to mention a little Zhang Hua.His memory still stays on the little kid who followed behind and shouted "Brother Liang" with a snot hanging from his nose.

It never occurred to me that the once small sapling would one day grow into a towering tree.

He rolled his eyes, and suddenly had an idea: "I heard that you are the heir of the court? Then how about this, let's make a cake from the Huaxia court each, and see who is better?"

Zhang Hua didn't answer, but just looked at him like a fool.

Everyone was silent, and they also looked at him with stupid eyes.

At this time, the mouth substitute came out again: "Isn't this the chief pastry master of the Neon Kingdom? Why do you want to compare Huaxia cakes with us? The pastries in the Neon Kingdom... are all dead??"

Fang Zilu squatted at the door of Huaxia Restaurant, looked up at Takeda Dalang's face, full of doubts.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like