I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 222 There is a kind of pineapple bun (updated)
"Patriotic, get a stool for the director,

After all, we are old people, so we can't let people stand in line, can we?

President Guan, rules are rules, otherwise you wouldn't be jumping in line again?

In front of so many Xiangjiang judges, always jumping in the queue is afraid that I will lose my status as the master chef of Xiangjiang.

And it won't take long, it takes 10 minutes to make 5 cups of tea from a pot; 20 minutes to make 10 pineapple buns from a furnace, and if you are in line 101, it may take an hour at most."

Whether Guan Dasheng is really worried about the food industry in Xiangjiang or something, Zhou Dong doesn't want to care.

After all, the north and the south are separated by thousands of miles, and he didn't want to develop in Xiangjiang. He returned to Chudu after the game. Who cares about the spring, summer, autumn and winter of Xiangjiang?

Moreover, Guan Dasheng, the Master Chef of Xiangjiang, has a problem no matter what he hears.

Zhou Dong had heard Dong Qishen and Huang Mingju talk about Master Hu, but the two old men insisted that they were "little juniors".

I also heard a few old men say that China still has a few master chefs who can't be hidden from the world. These big bosses were all people who shocked China Qinxing back then.

These are the serious and diligent chefs. They are called divine chefs, but how can they be in one place?
Therefore, in Zhou Dong's view, Guan Dasheng's status in Xiangjiang's culinary and gourmet circles is of course his strength, but this "Xiangjiang Master Chef" is a bit ridiculous.

At most, Xiangjiang Qinxing admits it, but if it is released to Huaxia, others may not be willing to admit it.

According to this statement, wouldn't there be "Kingdu Master Chef", "Jincheng Master Chef" and "Chudu Master Chef"? I'm afraid there are too many master chefs in China?

Zhou Aiguo came over with a small stool and put it in front of Guan Dasheng: "Please sit down."

After following Zhou Dong for a few days, he also gradually felt some of the teacher's temper,
Once the teacher's temper comes up, no one will give him face, but there is a bottom line,
For example, the old man in front of him, no matter how annoying he is, is still an old man after all, so he should be given a stool.

"Well, Master Xiao Zhou has a heart."

Guan Dasheng nodded. What he said just now was partly about his real state of mind, and partly about finding a way for himself to step down.
But one thing is true, he can eat delicious food, just like the old men who fell in love with Zhou Dongzao at the Kyushu Dingshi Breakfast Department that day.

"Will the level of this kid's second pot of tea drop?

The burnt crispy skin on the pineapple bun may cover more than half?

Is there any pineapple oil available?

Is the butter used in pineapple oil finished or refined?

Oh no, I’m afraid I won’t be able to drink two pots of tea, number 101, this is after ten pots of tea.”

The president of Tangtang Xiangjiang Food Association sat in a row on the small stools, waiting to eat the fruit, which was too ugly.

Guan Dasheng wanted to leave, but he was really curious. He really wanted to try the level of next Zhoudong's ten pots of tea, and the aroma of the pineapple bun was very strange. It didn't look like a simple pineapple bun, nor did it resemble pineapple oil?
And that cup of silk~sock milk tea is not only the craftsmanship of Xiangjiang Wushuang, but the milk used in it is even more strange.

So what is face?Today I must eat Zhou Dong's pineapple buns, and I have to have another cup of silk~sock milk tea!
Although he was known as the "Chef of Xiangjiang" back then, he couldn't be omniscient.

Naturally, some specialty dishes are unmatched in Xiangjiang, but when it comes to making silk sock milk tea and pineapple buns, even if he returns to his peak, he may not be Zhou Dong's opponent.
Therefore, I became more and more curious about these two delicacies, and even if I was ranked behind No. [-], I still refused to leave.

"Uh, the first batch of pineapple buns is already on the booth, and the second pot of silk~sock milk tea is also out?
My old man was right in his judgment. This is a pineapple bun, not pineapple oil.

But this pineapple bun is by no means ordinary, there must be something tricky in it!

Damn it, those boys in the front all know how to squint their eyes to savor, if they can't be intoxicated, can't they eat more slowly?

I swallowed a pineapple bun in two or three mouthfuls, so that my old man couldn't see it clearly! "

Guan Dasheng was sitting on a small round stool with his head sticking out, like an old tortoise that has matured for a thousand years. His old eyes were wide open, and he wanted to find some clues from the mouth of the "lucky guy" in the front row.

However, these guys in the front line are as if they have discussed it,
The foreigner wolfed down the pineapple buns in one gulp and drank the silk-sock milk tea in two gulps. He stared and called 'enough enough'.

The judges in Asia and Xiangjiang eat better, but they are not much better than the foreigners. When they turn their heads, they have some "leftovers" in their hands. Wipe it clean, so that he can't find out the truth.

The old poisonous dragon felt so anxious that he couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up tremblingly with his civilized stick, walked to Zhou Dong's booth and put down three cards, hehe laughed and said, "Oh, I was too busy talking just now. Forgot to give points, make up for it"

After speaking, he quickly turned his head to look at the person who was receiving the silk~sock milk tea and pineapple bun.

What a coincidence, this person is Yi Zhiyu.

Yi Zhiyu glanced at him, quickly threw the remaining half of the pineapple bun into his mouth, chewed it, wiped the corner of his mouth, gave him a blank look, and then sighed: "This thing should only exist in the sky, it's a pity Some people can't eat it.

Wonderful, delicious! "

"I'll be in the queue in half an hour, and my old man will definitely be able to eat!"

The old poisonous dragon was furious, he slammed the civilized stick, turned around and went back to the small round stool.

With more and more cards on the booth, Guan Dasheng, who had been eagerly looking forward to it, finally got his silk socks milk tea and pineapple buns.

The pineapple bun is complete, without cutting a hole like a burger and stuffing butter into pineapple oil,

But his intuition told him that this is definitely not a simple pineapple bun, it must be hidden inside!
Guan Dasheng took a sip of silk~sock milk tea as usual.

I didn't have much hope at first, but it's already the No.11 pot. No matter how good Zhou Dong is, it's impossible to maintain the quality of the first pot.

But when the milk tea entered, Guan Dasheng was shocked.

"Is this young man really a god of cooking?

It has already reached the No.11 pot, and it is not affected in any way. The quality of the milk tea remains the same?

If I hadn't tasted it myself, I would have thought it was the first pot of milk tea! "

Surprised and uncertain, Guan Dasheng carefully took a bite of the pineapple bun.

"Card"

There was a slight click,
The crispy skin made of sugar, eggs, flour, and lard first slightly hindered his teeth,
Then soon he felt a happy feeling of breakthrough!

"This crispy skin, although made a bit thinner, the heat is mastered perfectly!

But in fact, it can be slightly thicker. It seems that Master Zhou is doing it for the first time after all, and there are still many shortcomings, which is a pity.

Well, no, it is!
Oh oh oh."

The old poisonous dragon Guan Dasheng's eyes widened suddenly. What he never expected was that before the pleasure of the first layer of breakthrough disappeared completely, his teeth met the barrier of the second layer of crispy skin.

Another breakthrough, the old poisonous dragon with sly eyes and poisonous mouth was thrown to the peak of happiness.

I really didn't expect that at the age of nearly ninety, he would have the opportunity to enjoy the joy of two breakthroughs. Such a pineapple bun and such a crispy skin are really obsessed.

"There is a kind of pineapple bun called Zhou Dong's pineapple bun.

There is also a kind of pineapple bun, which can only be called pineapple bun. "

A very second-rate sentence suddenly popped up in the old poisonous dragon's mind.
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