Urban Super Food City System

This kind of sound seemed to be contagious, spreading continuously on the playing field.

Even the host who had been watching Wei Suoyu and Dai Qing couldn't help swallowing:
"Gollum."

The host's voice was not small, and it was spread throughout the venue by the microphone.

But at this time, no one laughed out loud. They all focused on the mapo tofu on the stage.

It seems that there is only such a delicacy that can attract their attention at this time.

"It smells so good, how did you make it? I guess this scent can be rated as D-level?"

"I really want to try it. I really hope President Dai can save some for us, even if I let me lick the plate."

"It's really worthless, who wants to curry favor with President Wei with me? At that time, we can also ask President Wei to let us taste this mapo tofu!"

The members of the Gourmet Association seem to have forgotten who they supported in the first place. At this time, there is only this mapo tofu floating in their eyes.

Ever since Dai Qing ate a piece of Mapo Tofu, he couldn't control his mouth anymore.

Keep picking up tofu and sending it to your mouth.

Originally, when eating mapo tofu, you have to scoop the soup, meat filling and tofu together to make it delicious.

But now, you only need to pick up the tofu to taste the taste of these delicacies.

"Wei Suoyu is really a genius."

Dai Qing, who was enjoying the delicious food, couldn't hold back the joy in his heart, and couldn't help saying such a sentence.

After eating up the whole plate of Mapo Tofu, Dai Qing licked the plate regardless of his image.

There is a little soup left on the plate, he doesn't want to waste it.

Dai Qing's performance made the members of the Gourmet Association's eyes stare straight.

The saliva in the mouth keeps swallowing, but the more the saliva is produced, the more it is produced.

Until the end, I couldn't swallow it.

Many people let saliva flow out of the corners of their mouths.

"No, I must ask Lao Liu to make me a mapo tofu when I go back. It's too delicious."

Tang Yating clenched her little fist and said bitterly.

Hou Min looked at her with a smile, her eyes full of anticipation.

Not far from them, Vice President Wang couldn't hold back his saliva and kept swallowing.

"Hello? Gulu, why hasn't Wei Suoyu's chef been removed yet? Gulu, it's over, it's over, now it's over, it seems that Wei Suoyu should have won, Gulu."

"No, I can't stay here any longer, Gollum."

Vice President Wang wanted to curse at the phone, but was seriously affected by the sound of swallowing.

He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he might have to swallow his tongue.

On the stage, Dai Qing finally ate up the entire serving of Mapo Tofu with satisfaction.

Looking at his happy appearance, it seems that he has no intention of thinking about how to improve this mapo tofu.

Instead, he just looked at Wei Suoyu quietly.

"President Wei, this time, I really can't help it. I guess only you can improve your dish. None of us can learn it."

"You win."

Dai Qing shook his head and said softly.

There was no trace of regret on his face, and even a little joy, as if he was also cheering for Wei Suoyu's victory.

The members of the Gourmet Association in the audience, although they have already prepared.

But when I heard Dai Qing's evaluation of this dish, I was still a little surprised.

No one can improve it except Wei Suoyu. What kind of dish is this?Let everyone can't figure out how to improve it?