Chapter 291 Do You Have Any Questions?

Wang Long and the other cooking gods glanced at each other, and they all found the shock in each other's eyes.

They all knew that this taste, without any salt or condiments, was unusually fragrant, and they all had one thought in their hearts:

Top ingredients!

It is also very likely that unknown spices have been added!

However, they couldn't imagine that this fragrance was just the taste of the ingredients themselves.

"Have you finished tasting? There are still five abalones and some fried rice left, who will taste it?" Liu Qingfeng said upon seeing this.

At this time, Luo Sheng on the side was also superb. Hearing this, he hurriedly replied: "Let's taste it! I believe we can give a pertinent answer with our expertise."

"You?" Liu Qingfeng glanced at them.

The fried rice didn't move just now, obviously the people at this table didn't eat it, and most of them must have talked about pig food.

Leaving Zhang Han's relationship aside, Liu Qingfeng was amazed by the fried rice alone. Was such a delicacy called pig food? This is simply a kind of defilement.

Hearing Zhang Li's words, Liu Qingfeng understood the situation clearly. At this moment, he smiled lightly and said mercilessly, "You know what a fart? It's a waste to feed you!"

In a word, Luo Sheng's face turned red and Wang Long looked at him with more anger.

When is it, does he dare to interrupt indiscriminately? Didn't you see Mr. Niu who dare not speak?

If possible, he really wanted to teach him a lesson.

However, Liu Qingfeng didn't pay attention to them, but looked down at the dozens of people, and said, "Then let's change it to a more fair way. Come on, all the pure guests present raise their hands, and I'll choose a few to come and taste."

Crash.

Except for Zi Yan's side, most people on the other side raised their hands, and even a few media personnel joined in the fun.

"So many?" Liu Qingfeng paused while fiddling with Wenwan's hands, and said, "Put your hands down for the hands-on group and the media, I only want tourists."

As soon as this statement came out.

More than half of the people on the lower side put their hands down.

"Then I'm starting to choose. The little girl in the white dress at the back, yes, you don't need to look, it's you, the fat guy with blue short sleeves on the left, and the guy with myopia at the back."

Liu Qingfeng directly selected five people.

Three women and two men, all in their twenties, they were selected with excited and apprehensive expressions, they walked up to the front and stood one by one.

"Come one by one, little girl, try it first."

Liu Qingfeng said to the woman in white.

After hearing the words, the store manager hurriedly took a new set of tableware to the woman, without saying a word. At this moment, he felt that he was redundant. Liu Qingfeng had completely controlled the field, and he felt like a general who pointed out the country.

"Ah, then I'll eat it now?" The woman in white was a little nervous, but the tableware picked up the chopsticks and picked up the abalone.

When it was put into her mouth, it tasted delicious, which made her enjoy it very much, and then she stretched out her chopsticks to pick up the fried rice that didn't look very good.

At this time, Wang Long, who was sitting on the side, reminded:

"Ma'am, you'd better take a sip of mineral water first to dilute the taste of the first dish, and change to a new pair of chopsticks to hold the fried rice."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes." The woman blushed, and hurriedly took the mineral water and new chopsticks handed over by the store manager.

After taking a sip of water, he picked up the fried rice and put it in his mouth.

Give her first impressions.

Bland!

No salt?

It was not a good experience for her as one of the heavy mouthed people.

But when chewing the first bite, the second bite, the third bite.

The woman's eyes gradually widened.

Like a waterfall 3,000 feet above Feiliu, the pure aroma of rice and eggs became more and more intense, making her intoxicated by it, unable to extricate herself.

Before she knew it, she swallowed a mouthful of rice, and she subconsciously stretched out her chopsticks to grab a second bite.

At this time, Wang Long coughed again and said, "Ma'am, there are not many fried rice left, and you have used the chopsticks too."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back." The woman said shyly and awkwardly.

"Hahaha, it's okay." Liu Qingfeng smiled casually, and said, "Now give your evaluation."

"Yeah, okay." The woman nodded and said, "I'm a small employee of a technology company, and I rarely eat dishes made by chefs. From the looks of these two dishes, abalone is better. But the taste, I’m not a professional, I don’t know how to taste it, personally, I like this fried rice, it’s super delicious, it’s so delicious, it’s the first time I’ve eaten such a delicious fried rice when I grow up.”

"Okay, that's right, Xiao Ling." Liu Qingfeng smiled and waved his palm lightly.

Xiao Ling, who was standing behind, stepped forward, took out a wad of brand-new banknotes from his bag, smiled slightly, and handed them to the woman, saying, "Thank you for your participation and evaluation."

"Ah? This..." The woman was stunned for a moment, standing there in a daze, not knowing where to put her hands.

"This is the reward for your participation, please accept it." Xiao Ling handed the money forward and put it in the woman's hand.

The "I" woman was at a loss with the money.

"I can't keep you busy, you deserve it." Liu Qingfeng said casually.

"Thank you, thank you." The woman didn't refuse any more, and a flash of excitement flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect to have money for meals, which was equivalent to half a month's salary for her!

This scene made the hearts of the four people on the back jump.

Nima! so wide? A tip of tens of thousands? So cool!

On the contrary, everyone sitting behind was envious. They never expected that today's match would be full of twists and turns, and finally develop into such a dramatic scene.

"Next." Liu Qingfeng waved his hand like a host.

The next one was a man wearing nearsighted glasses. He looked quite quiet, but who knows that people can't be judged by appearances.

"Hi boss, hello everyone, everyone has worked hard. Cough, this dish looks delicious. I was drooling in the audience. That store manager, why are you so dazed when you serve me the tableware?" The man was eager to try. After saying a few words, seeing that the store manager was still standing by, he couldn't help reminding him.

His few words and a little funny expression made the atmosphere on the field more active, and the crowd began to whisper.

The store manager quickly took a set of cutlery.

The man is also a funny person. He picked up a chopstick of fried rice, and after eating it, he didn't speak for five seconds.

After swallowing the meal, his expression changed, and he said loudly:

"Oh! My God, this is fried rice. It's too fragrant. I must give it a thumbs up. An ordinary egg fried rice can do this, which shows that the cooking skills have reached the pinnacle and reached the level of returning to the original. There is a saying In this way, it is called Dao Congjian. We are looking at the golden toad and jade abalone. I can’t eat it, hey, can I eat it?”

What he said made people's eyes a little stunned.

Do you want to exaggerate like this?

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, try this abalone and evaluate it."

Liu Qingfeng said amusedly.

What he wanted to do at this time was to be fair and just, because he had tasted a bite before, and the two dishes were on par, so there was no need to engage in any insider stuff.

"Okay." The man with glasses nodded, took the new chopsticks obediently, and tasted another dish.

After eating it, he felt that the texture and taste of the golden toad jade abalone was also very good, but compared with the previous fried rice, it was a lot worse after all.

This is the case, but his words are more biased:

"This dish, oops, to be honest, it's a bit of a fly in the ointment"

He started a long speech, but Zhang Han had no interest in continuing to read it.

Wiping his hands with a towel, he walked back to Zi Yan, chuckled lightly, and said, "Let's go."

"Yeah." Zi Yan lightly nodded her forehead.

"Papa hug." Mengmeng held out her little arm in Zi Yan's arms.

Zhang Han hugged Mengmeng into his arms with a smile, and the group got up and left.

Seeing this, Liu Qingfeng didn't intend to go out directly, he would just visit the door later, but he didn't want to waste time here, so he waved his hand directly, interrupting the man who was talking eloquently in front of him: "Okay, next one. "

In the end, the man got his wish and got a tip.

The tasting and evaluation of the five guests, without exception, all said that the fried rice was delicious.

The evaluations of several people really made Lu Chao's face turn pale again and again.

Why doesn't he know now that Liu Dong, who is aloof in front of him, is sitting in charge for the other party!

'What the hell have I got into! '

Lu Chao's heart was getting colder, but Liu Qingfeng's next words gave him a glimmer of hope.

"Chef Wang, let the four of you comment too." Liu Qingfeng looked at several people and said.

Seeing this, Lu Chao looked at Wang Long with hope. He very much hoped that the master could speak for him. With Wang Long's words, the evaluations of those people before were all bullshit!

However, Wang Long didn't even look at him. He glanced at the media below, coughed lightly, and said:

"The eyes of the masses are discerning. There is no doubt that fried rice tastes better. From my professional point of view, this golden toad jade abalone is very ordinary and I can pick out many problems, but this fried rice makes me I was shocked for a long time, without any condiments, just the taste of rice and eggs conquered me."

Wang Long's words made Lu Chao's face pale, his heart was sad, but he was furious!

It's an egg fried rice! A twenty-second egg fried rice! Why do you win me! Why!

Why didn't I know someone like Liu Qingfeng! hateful!

Not to mention the red-eyed Lu Chao, the other three cooking gods beside Wang Long also spoke one after another:

"This fried rice makes me feel a lot of emotions. I think it can be called the first person who can make fried rice to this extent."

After they finished their speeches, the field gradually fell silent.

There was astonishment in his eyes, he didn't expect that such a simple fried rice with eggs would win the competition by crushing momentum, and he thought of the evaluation of the judges before, after looking at it, those people lowered their heads in shame and did not dare to say anything.

"Okay, the evaluation is over. The store manager, as the side of Aislin's restaurant, do you have any questions?" Liu Qingfeng's expression faded by three points, and he looked at the store manager and said.

"No."

"Boss Niu, do you have any questions? And the judges just now, do you have any questions?" Liu Qingfeng glanced at the people on the left.

"No." Niu Xuebo hurriedly replied in a low voice.

"No."

"No."

People shook their heads again and again.