I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 218 The Aroma Through Three Years
Poison Dragon King?
China is divided into north and south, and hardworking people naturally have southern and northern schools. Although Yi Zhiyu is good at Cantonese and Jingbang cuisine, in terms of Cantonese cuisine, people from the north and south cook in a different way.

In fact, he was still in the capital for most of the time, so he had heard of this poisonous dragon king but never seen him, and Dong Qishen was the same.

The poisonous dragon king Guan Dasheng is famous.

It is said that when this person was young, his sense of taste was very dull, even worse than that of ordinary people. For this reason, he did not eat sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty food for three years, and only ate bland food.
In this way, three years of "inhuman" days passed, and finally he became skinny and malnourished. However, one spring three years later, with the sound of spring thunder, his sense of taste opened up. From then on, he had a Everyone envies the 'spiritual tongue'!
Because of his sensitive taste, he felt that it was not easy to come by, so he protected him even more carefully.
It is said that he has to rinse his mouth with honey and milk three times a day to ensure that his tongue is as soft and sensitive as a teenager. Today he is close to ninety years old, but his sense of taste is not inferior to that of a top gourmet.

Moreover, he has tasted famous dishes all over the world in his life. He especially likes southern food. He hates the so-called "food" with insufficient standards the most. Became an out-and-out 'poisonous snake'.

Even using 'Poisonous Snake' is not enough to describe this old man's hypocrisy, so Qin Xingzhong gave him the title of 'Poisonous Dragon King'!

Compared with the "Poisonous Dragon King" who is nearly ninety years old but still has piercing eyes, Yi Zhiyu and Huang Mingju are nothing but two gentle Bu Nana.
Dong Qi said with a deep smile: "So it's Mr. Guan, this is Dong Qishen, this is my old friend Yi Zhiyu,

In front of Mr. Guan, we are all juniors. If Mr. Guan is interested in Master Xiao Zhou's silk~sock milk tea and pineapple buns, please Mr. Guan first? "

Seniority is always the most important among Qinxing people. Speaking of which, Guan Dasheng should be of the same generation as Hu Shenchu. Although he doesn't look like a senior, Dong Qishen still has to show respect.

Yi Zhiyu gave Dong Qishen an angry look.

Although he is also a diligent man, he has half an official status, and he doesn't really want to buy this old guy's account, but since Dong Qishen has spoken, he can't object, otherwise it will appear that he doesn't know how to respect the elderly despite his age.

He could only say sullenly: "So it's Mr. Guan. You should invite him first!"

When he was in the Kyushu Dingshi breakfast department, who did he let Yi Zhiyu pass?Forget about the bitterness in my heart!

"Hey guy, is Guan getting old? It seems that there are big shots in Huaxia Qinxing. Shouldn't these big shots appear in the final stage?"

"That's Huaxia Zhou Noodle King's booth. It doesn't seem like there's any breakfast on display. Could it be that some great food is about to appear. Let's go and have a look!"

In addition to contestants from other competition areas in the competition area, the most popular judges from Hong Kong are local judges.
When these people saw the ancestors of the 'Poisonous Tongue World' appear, they immediately became a sensation, and flocked to Zhou Dong's booth curiously.

Although the professional judges who were contestants from other competition areas did not know Guan Dasheng, they also asked the locals in English one after another, and each of them became interested and surrounded him.

They are all from all over the world. Since they came to Xiangjiang, most of them have eaten Xiangjiang delicacies such as silk socks milk tea and pineapple buns in hotels and tea restaurants.

Compared with the various Huaxia breakfasts eaten at other booths before, Zhou Dong's silk~sock milk tea and pineapple buns are undoubtedly more "referenceable".
For example, a certain Ah San ate Lancheng ramen was good, but it was the first time in his life to eat it, and there was no comparison. Zhou Dong's silk~sock milk tea and pineapple buns were no strangers to him, at least after coming to Xiangjiang Having eaten it only a few times, this comparability will undoubtedly interest him more.

Surrounded by many people, the Poison Dragon King took it calmly, glanced at Zhou Dong who was holding a bowl of 'Silver Bud Soup', frowned slightly and said: "You only have silk sock milk tea and pineapple buns here?
Boy, this is the Huaxia preliminaries of the Xiangjiang Gourmet Contest. Do you despise the competition by doing this? "

Zhou Dong swallowed a mouthful of thousand-layer snowflake steamed bun soaked in vegetable soup, and stretched out his thumb at Yan, only to see the fat bald man winking at him desperately, knowing that he was reminding himself that the old man in front of him was not easy to deal with, you Be careful.

It's good that Yan Yi didn't remind him, but this reminder made Zhou Dong lose his temper.

He has seen a lot of poisonous tongues in the food industry. Although Yi Laohuang and the others have poisonous tongues, they also have their own cuteness. It is really rare for an old man in front of him to label people as soon as he comes up!

It seems that this "Guan Lao" enjoys the title of "Poisonous Dragon King" very much, and he went straight to his booth as soon as he entered the venue. I am afraid that his taste is second, and he probably has to pick his own faults, right?

At the moment he chuckled: "Old Mr. Guan must have heard the truth that a mouthful of fresh peaches is better than half a basket of rotten pears, right?
Is my silk~sock milk tea and pineapple bun not enough for you? "

When Yi Zhiyu heard what Zhou Dong said, his heart was so beautiful that he was almost happy, it was ten times more refreshing than eating iced watermelon in the dog days!Couldn't help saying: "Well said!"

"Is it?"

Guan Dasheng smiled coldly.

He set the rule that mainland chefs get extra points for cooking Xiangjiang delicacies, but many people will get it wrong, thinking that he hopes to find the "dawn" that may make Xiangjiang cuisine improve from outside the lifeless Xiangjiang gourmet world!
In fact, his original intention was to use this bait to severely beat the increasingly impetuous Huaxia Qinxing!

Are these traditional delicacies in Xiangjiang so easy to make?

Not to mention a chef from the mainland, even if he is as talented as Huai Liangren, he can't say that he can thoroughly understand the Xiangjiang cuisine that has been passed down for dozens or hundreds of years in a short period of time.

Therefore, all mainland chefs who choose to cook Xiangjiang delicacies on the day of the competition for extra points must be lucky and impetuous guys!

He just wants to take this opportunity to beat down this kind of cooks, so that these young people understand that being a cook is a lifetime, and they should be down-to-earth and strive for progress step by step.

If he can use this to rectify China's impetuous atmosphere of hard work, he will live up to his name of 'Poisonous Dragon King'!
When he first entered the arena today, he was quite satisfied.

These Huaxia contestants who came to participate in the competition are quite solid, and the exhibits they make are the best breakfast categories in their respective hometowns.
I thought it would be a pleasant morning, but I didn't expect Zhou Dong, a young man who didn't know how to make silk~sock milk tea and pineapple buns?
Guan Dasheng was even more disdainful when he learned that this young man was the diligent Huaxia Noodle King. Sure enough, he became famous at a young age, and he didn't know the heights of heaven and earth!
If my old man doesn't take this opportunity to beat him hard, a good seedling might become 'Shang Zhongyong', wouldn't it be regrettable?

So Guan Dasheng came here with the idea of ​​'saving the backward'. To achieve this goal, his poisonous dragon king must be ten times more vicious than usual, so as to wake up this young hard-working genius!
"My old man has heard of your name before, and he became the king of Chinese noodles at a young age, no wonder you are so proud!
Young man, solving the century-old problem of Bazhen noodles shows your strength, but maybe luck also plays a part?
Don't think that you will always have flashes of inspiration and luck! "

Guan Dasheng glanced at Zhou Dong: "Young man, can you tell me how long it took you to learn how to make this silk sock milk tea and pineapple bun?"

"Because I still have to perform the duties of a judge in the qualifiers, and I have to participate in the competition myself, so I don't have much time. It took about two days."

Zhou Dong told the truth.

"In two days, have you known these two delicacies before?"

"No, it was the first time I came into contact with these two delicacies after I came to Xiangjiang."

"call!"

Guan Dasheng let out a long breath, and there seemed to be sparks in his eyes: "So, these two days, you stayed in the kitchen provided by the competition organizing committee and never came out?"

"Old man, you are wrong, our Chef Zhou has never been in the kitchen before."

Guan Dasheng asked questions again and again, feeling like he was interrogating a prisoner, before Zhou Dong lost his temper, Lu Luxin couldn't listen anymore, and said, "Isn't it just milk tea and pineapple buns?
Let alone the chef of our Kyushu Dingshi, even a housewife who has never learned cooking skills can do it by looking up information on the Internet. How difficult is it?
This simple fast food is in the hands of our chef Zhou, and is it still used in the kitchen for practice?Go through it a few times in your head and it will be done. "

"This flower boss."

Huailiang listened and looked up at the sky,

Not everyone has the guts to gossip about the Dulong King in public. Lao Zhou’s silk sock milk tea and pineapple buns are the best way to pass the test. Otherwise, with Dulong Wang’s status in the Xiangjiang Food Association, I’m afraid Lao Zhou’s qualification for the competition will be directly disqualified !
The judges of Xiangjiang who were onlookers talked even more, this female chef from mainland China is too ignorant, this is the president of the management!

"Hehe, good good good good!
For two days, you didn't even enter the kitchen?
With such an attitude towards food, how can you be qualified to be called the King of Chinese Noodles! "

Guan Da got angry and paused twice with the civilized stick in his hand: "Boy, I had such a glimmer of hope for you, but now it seems that I was thinking too much, you, the king of Chinese noodles, are nothing more than that!

I will never drink your milk tea!Afraid of staining my old man's tongue! "

"Oh, Guan Lao, don't you want to drink?
Then please step back, if you don’t drink, I will drink.”

Yi Zhiyu had seized the opportunity, so he went directly to Guan Dasheng, and said to Zhou Dong with a smile, "Master Zhou, here's a piece of milk tea and pineapple buns.
If others don't have confidence in you, they don't know real people!

I have full confidence in you, come, come, come, but it starves me. "

He didn't really like pure sweetness like silk~sock milk tea and pineapple buns, but since it's produced by Zhou Dong, it's different.
Yi Zhiyu had a premonition that Zhou Dong's silk sock milk tea and pineapple buns hadn't been brought out yet. If he did, he might not be able to snatch his old arms and legs!

The milk tea must be prepared fresh, and the pineapple buns must be baked fresh. This is much slower than stewed cooking. Who is Lao Yi, and he doesn't know the principle of first strike first?

"Humph!"

The poisonous dragon king Guan Dasheng was about to leave angrily, but he stopped at this moment.

He has heard of Yi Zhiyu's name to some extent, and he can be regarded as a diligent old Xingzun anyway, but he wants to see how Yi Zhiyu will evaluate Zhou Dong.

Zhou Dong smiled at Yi Zhiyu and nodded: "The milk tea is ready-made, and the pineapple buns will take about 2 minutes. If you are patriotic, pour a cup of milk tea for Yi Lao first."

"Patriotic?" Yi Zhiyu looked at Zhou Aiguo: "This is."

"My new student. Patriotic, this is Yi Lao, why don't you greet me soon?"

"Hello Mr. Yi, I am the teacher's most loyal elementary school student. I have heard of your name a long time ago. My admiration for you is like a torrent of river water."

Zhou Aiguo complimented Yi Zhiyu a lot, then saluted respectfully, then quickly poured out a cup of milk tea sealed in the thermostat, and placed it in front of Yi Zhiyu.

Before, because there was a thermostat blocking, and in the temporary kitchen, no one could feel the aroma of milk tea in advance.

At this moment, as soon as the cup of milk tea came out, the aroma of milk tea gradually permeated the surroundings, and Guan Dasheng, who was originally disdainful and angry, was stunned.

"How is it possible! This fragrance
It seems to take me back to 30 years ago, when I was still a young man under 60 years old."

He couldn't help but wanted to move his feet, and suddenly remembered his attitude just now, Guan Dasheng hesitated and stopped again.

The dignified chairman of the Xiangjiang Food Association and the famous "Poison Dragon King" still needs face.

"Well"

Yi Zhiyu, who drank a sip of milk tea, suddenly opened his eyes wide and let out a sleepy exclamation.

Fragrant!
slip!
The sweet and smooth taste of Zhen Te Niang, the same Master Zhou, different enjoyment!

Yi Zhi's nose and wings were flaring, he gasped for a few breaths, then raised his neck, and the whole cup of silk-sock milk tea slipped into his throat like this, he felt a shock in his heart, and there was an indescribable feeling feeling of happiness.

The temperature of the milk tea was controlled just right by Zhou Dong. It was fragrant and hot in the mouth, but it didn't make people feel hot.

"It seems that I should change my view on this kind of fast food dessert in the future, it turns out that sweet food can really bring people a sense of happiness.

Boy Zhou"

Yi Zhiyu licked his lips eagerly: "The pineapple buns aren't ready yet, why don't I have another cup?"

"Old Yi wants to drink as much as he wants, and there is no limit today."

Zhou Dong nodded, and Zhou Aiguo quickly served Yi Zhiyu another cup of milk tea.

"Old Zhou, bring me a cup too. Although I have eaten in the morning, it's good to have a cup of milk tea to moisten my throat."

Huai Liangren took the third cup with a smile.

"After drinking my silver bud soup and eating my thousand-layer steamed bun, I didn't say anything. If the fourth cup wasn't mine, Zhou Mianwang himself would feel embarrassed, right?"

Yan Yi immediately repaid the favor and took the fourth cup from Zhou Aiguo.

"Oh, I'm a professional judge from India,

Maybe I should believe that there is still a taste comparable to curry in this world?
So, please give me a cup of milk tea too, thank you. "

"'Swipe my card', please give me a drink."

"And I!"

In a blink of an eye, Zhou Dong had given out nine cups of milk tea, and Guan Dasheng's heart skipped a beat.

"not good!
The exquisite milk tea master makes ten cups of milk tea out of one pot, and then has to wait at least 5 minutes before the next pot!
People like me, of course, want to drink the head pot! "

Seeing that the tenth cup of silk~sock milk tea was about to fall into the hands of others, Guan Dasheng couldn't care less about losing face anymore, he hurriedly stepped forward and stopped a certain Xiangjiang who was going to pick up the tenth cup of milk tea. public judges.

"Wait a minute!"

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