A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"You stand on the platform of Yuexianglou, but you are thinking about the friendship of the past. But the food industry depends on the real kung fu, and age can't explain anything."

The person who spoke was Hu Yue, a die-hard fan of Mu Lian, and he strode towards Yuexianglou.

When others saw this, they also took out their chopsticks and picked up the roast suckling pig that Yuexianglou had just cut.

Humans are visual creatures, and the roast suckling pig at Yuexiang Lou does look better than Bazhen Lou, and even tastes better.

After a mouthful of pork, several people didn't have time to express their emotions, so they hurriedly put down their chopsticks and picked up a thin slice of meat.

"How does it taste? You should say something."

Different from the dishes at Bazhen Lou before, the tasting at Yuexiang Lou was quiet.

Sun Yue, who had fought for Bazhenlou before, took a bite of Yuexianglou's food and grabbed the food from his side without saying a word.

"Hey, Sun Yue, don't you appreciate Mu Lian's craftsmanship? Hurry up and eat across the street, don't get in my way."

The scene of the large-scale Zhenxiang face slap started immediately, and Sun Yue snorted, but the movements in his hands did not change.

Everyone looked at the front of Yuexiang Tower, crowded with heads, and shouted from behind the crowd: "You eat less, and leave some for us, this is a trial."

Several presidents and vice presidents from the Gourmet Association did not have any troubles in this regard, and both restaurants reserved dishes for them in advance.

Seeing that Yuexianglou was so popular, it overpowered Bazhenlou, and they all chose to taste Zongci's craftsmanship first.

Once I tasted it, I couldn't take it anymore.

After the roast suckling pig in the plate was finished, Elder Dong couldn't help licking his lips.

"The world is delicious, this is the best taste in the world."

He shook his head, savoring the delicious taste left in his tongue.

"Grandpa, let's eat at Yuexiang Lou, I like this dish."

Dong Qihe is weak and cannot eat too much greasy food. This dish is very suitable for his appetite.

It looks oily, but it doesn't make people sick when it enters the stomach.

"Okay, brothers, I will take Xiaohe to eat at Yuexianglou today."

"Hehe, you old man, of course we also dine at Yuexianglou. In good conscience, Yuexianglou is indeed better than Bazhenlou."

When eating Bazhen Lou's roast suckling pig, what they thought was that although the taste was good, the red meat was not suitable for their elderly.

When they arrived at Yuexianglou's dishes, they only thought that the fairy is delicious, and they can make money by eating more.

"Don't you think that the dishes in Yuexianglou smell too fragrant, maybe some bad ingredients have been added?"

Vice President Wu, who admired Mu Lian the most, raised his own questions.

"Oh, what did Lao Wu eat? I tasted it. The roast suckling pig is delicious, and the seasonings are quite mixed, but it doesn't look like contraband."

Old Wu smiled, the layers of folds on his face blooming like chrysanthemums: "No matter how powerful our tongue is, it is not as good as a machine. In my opinion, send the dishes on both sides to the Quality Supervision Bureau for inspection."

With the advancement of science and technology, the food industry is also constantly improving.

In the past, when cooking, it was necessary to check whether a chef had put any prohibited items, and he could only taste it by the tongue, or check the ingredients and ingredients that the other party used.

But now it's different, as long as it is sent to the Quality Supervision Bureau, all the ingredients in it can be clearly identified.

Mr. Dong pondered for a while, and frowned slightly: "Yuexiang Lou has been in operation for so many years, and there has never been any bad news. Bazhen Lou is also a time-honored restaurant, let's make an evaluation and improve the quality of other people's dishes. It's not very authentic to send it to the supervisory bureau."

"The monk said that the monk is reasonable, and the Buddha said that the Buddha is reasonable, so let's eat first. After eating, have a good talk with the two chefs, maybe someone uses a special ingredient."

"That's right."

Several people raised their feet and walked towards Yuexiang Tower. Vice President Wu put his hands behind his back and said with a smile, "I prefer Xiao Mu's craftsmanship, so I won't be with you."

"Okay, see you in the afternoon."

Everyone has their own preferences, and a few people don't take it seriously.

The place where Yuexianglou tried to eat, soon only empty plates were left.

On the plate opposite Bazhenlou, there is still half of the roast suckling pig left.

Most of the diners who have tasted the dishes on both sides choose to walk into Yuexianglou.

Not to mention anything else, just stating that the oven-roasted suckling pig is enough for them to have a delicious meal today.

The dishes that I tried were eaten so quickly, which was far beyond the expectations of Yuexianglou.

Surprised, they hurriedly added new dishes and set a new rule that each person could only try two pieces of meat.

The latecomers are a little resentful, but there are obviously more diners who choose Yuexianglou.

The two pieces of meat evoke cravings. If you don't eat more in the restaurant, how can you kill the cravings in your stomach.

By noon, the number of guests at Bazhen Building was much less than that at Yuexiang Building, and the manager couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

Cheng Huaiyuan thought that according to the situation of the previous two days, he would be busy in the kitchen for most of the day.

Who would have thought that this morning had passed, and there were not even five people who ordered the roasting pig in the oven.

The manager over there kept dragging, thinking that the presidents of the Food Association would come to Bazhen Building at noon.

But waiting left and right, the other party didn't mean to come, so he reported to Mu Lian bitterly.

"Mr. Mu, Mr. Dong and the others have gone to Yuexiang Building... If you want to take a break, we have already won in the building for two days."

It stands to reason that the temperature in the kitchen is much higher than that outside.

But the manager stood next to Mu Lian and felt cold all over, and his back collapsed with sweat.

"Elder Dong and his grandson, are they opposite?"

Cheng Huai put down the knife, anger welling up in his chest: "Why didn't you tell me earlier."

There was a bit more sternness in his voice, a sharp female voice, which made the manager's scalp tingle.

"Mr. Mu, don't be angry, Vice President Wu said that the roast suckling pig they made has a strange taste, maybe they used bad ingredients. In the afternoon, he will continue to suggest that the two made Let's send it to the Quality Supervision Bureau for inspection."

Cheng Huai's face changed slightly when he heard that Vice President Wu was going to send his dishes to the Quality Supervision Bureau for inspection.

"Which private room is Vice President Wu in, take me there."

The dishes he cooks must never be sent for inspection.

Cheng Huai couldn't figure it out. Zongci's cooking skills, which he had carefully observed, were quite different from him.

Before, he had also bought the roast suckling pig from Yuexianglou and tasted it. Logically speaking, the taste would never be better than his.

In Yuexiang Tower, Zong Ci was sweating profusely, occasionally raising his head and looking at Shu Ange with adoration and joy.

"Miss Xiaodie, thanks to you today. Otherwise, it would be difficult for me to finish so many orders even if I gave birth to eight hands."

Last night, Zongci followed Shu Ange to learn how to cook a roast suckling pig and stayed up until more than two in the morning.

He fell asleep with his pillow on, and slept until 7:30 in the morning before rushing to the kitchen to prepare the dishes to try today.

Both Zongci and his father believed that Shu Ange's improved Ming-stove roast suckling pig tasted very good.

But Mu Lian's craftsmanship is not bad, so Zongci was still a little worried before playing in the ring.