930: C930 The Moonlight Challenge

C930 The Moonlight Challenge

There are two things that can't be brought up in front of a creature whose gender is female.

First, she's fat.

Second, they were old.

Yang Soong was able to possess the heart of the beauty of the capital, Meng Shihan, at such a young age. He was able to make the beauty willingly stay with him in Luocheng. She was gentle and considerate for him. She definitely had five stars in her EQ.

"Little Han is the most beautiful woman in the world. She is the most beautiful woman in the world. A fairy has descended to the mortal world. I am always worried that she will return to the Heavenly Palace without saying a word. I have to let her eat more."

It was obvious that she was talking nonsense, but it made Yang Soong speak in a serious manner.

Meng Shihan was indeed very happy after being coaxed. She was beaming with joy. "Are you afraid that I will fly?"

"Yes, I worry about it day and night." Yang Soong held his chest and said.

"Then I'll listen to you eat more." Meng Shihan's red lips moved slightly and kissed Yang Soong's face.

"Yi -"

Chen Ming's men could not stand it anymore.

This world held a deep hatred for them, single dogs.

Yang Soong smiled with great achievement. I am a man with a fiancée.

Because he had a fiancée, how could he not have EQ?

The Peed Ox Ball continued until the opening hours of the night ended. The Hundred Wind Pavilion was going to close its doors and rest.

Zhang Xin finally walked in front of Yang Soong. "I want to challenge you. I am the real owner of the Peed Ox Pill!"

The chuunibyou style was everywhere.

"I have waited for so long. Thank you for your hard work." Yang Soong had heard about the situation of the king of meatballs.

Chen Ming's information was very complete.

It was just that Zhang Xin who came during the day was originally very arrogant. After waiting for eight hours, it was very difficult for him to be arrogant again.

"How do you want to compete?" Yang Soong asked.

"We can each make a urine pill. Let's see who makes it good." Zhang Xin said. "The judges invited President Liu and the other two vice presidents of the Luocheng Gourmet Association," Zhang Xin said.

Yang Soong really didn't understand these three presidents.

Chen Ming quietly nodded at Yang Soong.

These three guild leaders had a good reputation.

Yang Soong said, "My urine pill is made with high soup. It will take at least six hours to brew. Do you think I brought high soup with me or do you think I brought high soup with me? Get a bowl out of the existing soup. Are we just going to make peeing beef balls?"

If they were to start from the beginning, they would have to choose another day.

If we only compete in making meatballs, Yang Soong said, "We can start now."

"Let's start the competition now. I will invite the three guild leaders over." Zhang Xin really couldn't wait any longer. He was afraid to wait any longer.

Liu Haiyang of the Luocheng Gourmet Association was highly respected. He was already sixty years old this year. His body was very strong and his hair was naturally black.

The two vice presidents were younger, and they were almost forty years old.

One of them was Wu Guizhang. He was very upright when he spoke and did things. Wearing a Zhongshan suit, he gave off the impression that he was the head of the Education Bureau.

The other was Sun Shaoan. He looked more lively and his skin was snow white, especially his ears. They looked like dumplings, and he looked very blessed. He preferred long clothes.

When he met Sun Shaoan, he explained the rules clearly. Yang Soong and Zhang Xin each had a table and the challenge began.

It was already past eleven o'clock, and the Gourmet Street was still crowded with people.

"Do you think you're the only one who has soup?" Zhang Xin smiled disdainfully and took out three bowls of soup from the black jar.

The black enamel bottle contained the soup that was frozen.

Those who knew the trade could see it.

"This is old soup. It has been boiled for at least a day and a night. It is also frozen in the cold warehouse. Every bowl is the essence."

"Let's not talk about anything else. Just these few bowls of old soup, Zhang Xin won first."

"Unfortunately, Zhang Xin is very eager to earn money. He is only focused on expanding his shop and completely forgot the importance of cooking."

"I've also been to the main restaurant of the meatball King. I haven't seen the shadow of this old soup twice in a row."

"How hard is it to produce a pot of old soup? It requires people to keep an eye on it without sleep. There can't be any mistakes."

"The branch in the west side uses high soup powder."

"I have heard of this young man Yang Soong a few times. This is the first time I have seen him with my own eyes. What kind of ability does he have?"

"He's too young!"

Yang Soong was already very famous in Luocheng, but he was mainly active in the circle of young people.

When older chefs heard about it, they always thought so.

"Which internet celebrity is it? They are all pretentious."

"They won't be able to beat it for long."

They had never seen it with their own eyes. They did not trust the online celebrity group enough to prevent the Luocheng Gourmet Association from discovering Yang Soong at the first possible moment.

However, it wasn't too late now.

Liu Haiyang and the other two were shocked when Yang Soong started to smash the beef into pieces.

"This young man has such a solid foundation!"

Chef belonged to the industry. What did it mean by the industry?

Speaking of which, diligence was indispensable.

It was not like there had never been a genius in the culinary world.

Geniuses were mostly arrogant. Things that others could only accomplish in two to three years, geniuses could accomplish in a month, or even a week.

This also created the tragedy of geniuses.

In terms of cooking, there was no room for opportunism, even if some people relied on their talent to walk smoothly at the beginning.

The further they went, the easier it was for the geniuses to display their shortcomings.

At the beginning, they were stunning, but later, they could not reach the peak.

This was the sorrow of geniuses.

A good chef had a solid foundation, which was the prerequisite for the final victory.

"He looks like an old chef with at least forty years of experience." Liu Haiyang was very surprised.

Yang Soong was really skilled.

Everything on the cooking stage seemed to be listening to him directly.

"The beef paste is pretty good. It is light and moderate, and the strength is not wasted at all. The beef paste that was struck out seems to have been accurately measured with a ruler."

"And the prawn meat paste. How did he do it?"

"I can smell the sweetness of the prawn meat here."

"Look at his pot of broth!"

Liu Haiyang almost couldn't help but stand up.

Yang Soong used the remaining soup at night.

There would be leftover soup today because he wanted to make a new type of cooked wheaten food. He needed to use the soup to make the bottom.

And, um, um.

The medicinal Xiaosi's dinner could only be prepared anew.

Yang Soong cooked the urinal pill in an orderly manner and divided it into three bowls. He raised his right hand and said, "I finished it."

Clang!

Zhang Xin smashed the prawn in his hand that was opening the string. "How do you know that?"

The three porcelain bowls in front of Yang Soong were emitting white smoke.

Clouds and mist lingered, as if immortal Qi was added to them.

"Why is it like this?" Zhang Xin asked himself. Although he had indeed earned a lot of money and hadn't cooked properly in the past half a year, he had once cooked many years of urinating beef balls. During this half a year, he had only played games with Xiao Mi as he pleased.

He didn't know when the days had passed. He was no longer the king of meatballs back then.

"No! Don't bring it over. I'm not done yet!" Zhang Xin shouted.

He had forgotten that before the start of the competition, it was still his own rule. Whoever made it first would be given to the judges to taste.

In the middle of the night, when the judges rushed over, they must be hungry. They needed a hot bowl of pissing beef balls.

If they were hungry, they would eat even better.

Whoever made the first one would take advantage of it.

Zhang Xin thought he could make it first, but the one who made it first was Yang Soong.

"Don't be embarrassed. You made the rules yourself." Meng Shijia shouted.

Meng Shijia, the second generation rich kid who had always been cynical and playful, had found himself a good person ever since he came to the Hundred Wind Pavilion.2

There were too many bad people outside.

As for the muddle-headed things that he had done in the past, Young Master Meng blamed them for his insensibility.

Now that he was sensible, he was still a very righteous young man.

"When did I set the rules?" Zhang Xin wanted to go back on his word.

Such a shameless person didn't need Yang Soong's help at all.

Meng Shijia pressed a few buttons on the phone screen.

"I think before the competition starts, we still need to set a rule. Who's going to do it first? "

It was Zhang Xin's voice and the scene.

"This isn't your twin brother, right?" Meng Shijia asked again.

Zhang Xin really wanted to admit it. "I think I do have a twin brother."

"Have some face!" Chen Ming could not take it anymore. "You are an only child. Is it really appropriate for you to discredit your father like this?"

"The three judges are still here. Don't treat everyone as fools, okay?"

The three judges raised their heads with bowls in their hands. They first looked at the crowd. What happened?

Then, they looked at the moon in the sky and the clean bowl in their hands. "This is too delicious. How did you finish it?"

Finally, he came to a conclusion. "It's too little. How can I only give six?"

Yang Soong said, "You guys will have to taste Chef Zhang's cooking later."

He had to leave some food for the judges.

Otherwise, Yang Soong would really make a big bowl for each of the judges.

The judges said, "We can finish it."

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