819: C819 A Defeat to the End

C819 A Defeat to the End

However, Yang Song shook his head, and with an amused look, he said, "So this is what a dumpling is like when it blooms? I just wanted to read it. Can I try? "1

"You? "Hahaha!" Wang Shuhuan was stunned for a moment before bursting out in laughter. "Stop fooling around, don't think you can do it just by looking at it once. Who do you think you are?!" Contemporary God of Food? Do you understand that you're just a person who runs a restaurant? "

"But I still want to try. Miss Tian, please bring me some ingredients!" Yang Song didn't really care about what Wang Shuhuan said. After all, he would know what failure was.

Tian Yulu nodded and said, "No problem!"

After she had finished speaking, she called for a few disciples to bring the exact same ingredients for Yang Song and placed them in front of him. Before she made her move, Yang Song glanced at Wang Shisan and said, "I'm telling you, if I can beat you once, it means that you will never be able to surpass me in your entire life!"

Mask! Chop off the stuffing! Packing dumplings! Go up to the steamer! Of the four steps, Yang Song was as natural as the clouds and the water. It was as if all of these were normal actions, as though he was drinking water and eating food, without a hint of disharmony.

This kid didn't seem to be that simple. This method was definitely not something that could be learned just by looking at it once. He obviously didn't believe that there really was a genius who could learn it after looking at it once. If there was such a genius, how could there not be a God of Cooking in the world?

As for cooking, many people knew that it was just like a competition of literature, where there was no first place, and cooking was the same as well. As for cooking, many people knew that it was just like a competition of literature, where there was no first, and there was no such thing as cooking, where there was no such thing as first, and there was no such thing as first.

Many people didn't care much about a God of Food like that, because no one knew if there were any hidden guards or something like that. What if it was set? Therefore, the Wang family did not care about this.

After the dumplings had been steamed, Yang Song placed them on the table. Before they were unwrapped, he said lightly, "How is it? Do you smell the fragrance of crystal shrimp dumplings? "

Wang Shuhuan could be said to be looking forward to it. What if he just made some delicious dumplings? Flowering dumplings were definitely impossible. As long as there were fewer flowers than him, it would be considered a failure and he would win. All this while, Wang Shuhuan had been thinking about defeating that bastard Yang Song, which was why he had trained so hard.

Although today's competition method was different from what he had imagined, it could at least prove that he was able to win even once against Yang Song.

What a pity! When he was ignorant, no matter how much expectation he had, it would all come to naught! Yang Song lifted the lid of the crystal shrimp dumpling. After a gust of hot air rose into the air, everyone held their breath, wanting to see what the flowering dumplings made by Yang Song looked like.

Six dumplings were neatly arranged on the table. The moment the dumplings were opened, they did not open up like Wang Shuhuan did, but laid there as if nothing had happened. When Wang Shuhuan saw them, he was overjoyed and shouted, "Look, these dumplings can't even blossom! "Yang Song, you are just a …"

Before he could finish his words, he saw one of his junior brothers point at the flower dumpling and shout, "Look! Look! It's about to blossom! "

What? Wang Shuhuan was startled. He looked down and saw that the wrinkles where the six crystal dumplings had been had started to tremble. Then, as if at an order, six dumplings bloomed in unison.

If the crystal shrimp dumplings made by Wang Shuhuan were to be bloomed with beautiful wild flowers by the roadside, then Yang Song would be like a neatly arranged white rose, blossoming right in front of everyone's eyes.

Not only the appearance, but even the posture of blooming was exactly the same. As long as one could see it with their eyes, they would know whose crystal shrimp dumpling had won.

"Impossible!" Impossible! You can't just read it and learn it! "That's impossible!"

Wang Shuhuan was already doubting his eyes. How could Yang Song do it with just a single look? That's impossible! Only Yang Song looked at him indifferently and asked, "Sir, may I ask, are the flowering dumplings like this? But why do I feel like my crystal shrimp dumplings are a little different from yours! "

Hearing Yang Song's strange aura, Wang Shuhuan finally could not hold it in. His face was red as he shouted angrily at Yang Song, "You must have stolen our formula! You can't blossom dumplings! Impossible! Someone! Capture him! "

If it was the past, when Wang Shuhuan had spoken, everyone would definitely rush forward. After all, apart from the four elders, Wang Shuhuan and Tian Yulu had the highest authority. But now, no one had made a move.

Tian Yulu had watched the show for a long time, but she could no longer hold it in. She walked up to Wang Shuhuan and explained, "Wang Shuhuan, have you gone stupid? Does Yang Song need to steal our formula? "Flowering dumplings, fourteen-button Dragon Tassel, and green onions were all given to us by Yang Song for free. What are you screaming for?"

Yang Song gave it to us? Wang Shuhuan had no way of digesting this news. He could only stare in shock. After two to three minutes, he finally understood that Yang Song was here to make him laugh. Wang Shuhuan could not take it anymore, and shouted angrily at Yang Song, "You did it on purpose! I'm telling you, I'm the next Patriarch, I order you to scram! The Wang family does not welcome you! "

"Why are you making such a ruckus so early in the morning? Who's making a ruckus here? "

At this moment, Elder Wang's voice came from not too far away. The crowd quickly turned around and saw Elder Wang and the second elder walking over. Their faces revealed traces of anger.

"Who told you that you're the future Patriarch of the Wang Clan?" he asked. Elder Wang had clearly heard the last sentence, so he asked with an ice-cold expression.

As if he had lost all sense of reason, he shouted, "Nonsense! I'm your grandson, you're my grandfather, and you're the leader of the family. Isn't that my position in the future?"

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