Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 998
"I'm ready!"

Ashikaga Kenjiro and Yang Song did it at the same time.

This is awkward.

Who's going first?

Eating noodles, don't wait for anyone.

Ashikaga Kenjiro stared at Yang Song again, and then at the cheongsam lady: "Your, quickly come and fetch mine."

The cheongsam lady is in a dilemma.

Yang Song: "It's okay, let him do it first."

He made cold noodles.

Ashikaga Kenjiro made noodles. He learned how to be smart this time, and boiled the water in cold water.

The judges first ate Ashikaga Kenjiro's noodles.

It's blinding, this guy makes king crab noodles.

Full of crab roe, wrapped in noodles, golden.

It is very tasteful at first glance, and it has a sense of local tyrants.

Ashikaga Kenjiro used three whole king crabs to make this bowl of noodles.

Only the roe of the king crab is taken, which makes the index finger move.

"This is definitely the most expensive noodle you can imagine!" Ashikaga Kenjiro hit Erhun again.

This guy just can't learn to be low-key and humble for some reason.

Yang Song said: "There is a word called Yelang arrogant, and there is another word for you to review, it is called sitting in a well and watching the sky."

"Hmph, I don't believe that you can make noodles that are more expensive than king crab noodles."

His noodles can be described as cooking gold and jade.

The three judges really ate the noodles cleanly, and their mouths were full of oil.

This is the crab roe of king crab, who is willing to waste it?

Ashikaga Kenjiro still uses live king crabs, which is even more precious.

The judges were satisfied after eating one by one.

When Yang Song's face was delivered, it was disappointing at first glance.

Without him, Yang Song actually made cold noodles.

The materials used are also mediocre, only tuna, shrimp, and fish balls.

Compared with king crab, it is not a weight class at all.

If Kenjiro Ashikaga's King Crab Noodles is a luxurious meal, Yang Song's bowl is simply a roadside stall.

"I'm sure I'll win!" Ashikaga Kenjiro said to Yang Song.

The judges scraped the bottom of the bowl while eating.

How unsatisfactory is this?
Yang Song's bowl of noodles from a roadside stall is not worthy of comparison with him.

"You overturned!"

The judges were almost disappointed, so they picked up Xiao Ruo'er's cold noodles and tried to taste it.

"Yang Song, probably passed out from the heat."

"The last match was actually lost."

"What a pity."

Wait until the moment when the noodles are put into the mouth, chewed, and the tongue touches.

"Ok?"

"This smell?"

"Absolutely!"

Fuck his sip, fuck his taste!
The judges turned into noodles and swallowed them into the machine, waved their chopsticks, and stuffed them with mouthfuls.

As long as you can't choke to death, stuff it into death.

They ate like a self-forgetful.

There was no delay in eating noodles and soup. In the end, he even raised a big bowl and poured it into his mouth frantically.

boom!
The three of them put down their empty bowls together, "Hi'er!"

Rejoice!
This time Yang Song was not stingy, everyone gave them big bowls, but the portion, whoever eats it will know.

"Chef Yang, can I have another bowl?"

What is the essence of eating cold noodles?
Definitely - another bowl!
Yang Song smiled slightly: "No."

"Chef Yang, the bowl of cold noodles you gave me isn't actually a lot of noodles, it's more of soup. We just had enough water."

The judges tried to reason with Yang Song.

"Three gentlemen, you have already eaten fried noodles and crab noodles."

The implication is that if you eat cold noodles, there is no need to eat too much.

Yang Song didn't even give the standard amount.

"But we still want to eat."

"In life, you still have to have dreams. Desires are endless. The three of you are cautious."

A learned person is so speechless even when he rejects others.

Ashikaga Kenjiro urged his own translator again: "Tell them not to engage in philosophy, and say something I can understand."

Translation: "They didn't talk to you."

Ashikaga Kenjiro said again: "Hurry up and announce the results of the competition, I will never lose again this time."

Yang Song gave him a bowl of noodles: "Try it."

Ashikaga Kenjiro was surprised that Yang Song offered to give him noodles. He was a little excited, and he must want to eat, after all, Yang Song had won him two games.

Not really wanting to eat: "Can't you put some expensive ingredients?"

This bowl of noodles is really simple.

However, when it came to the entrance, Ashikaga Kenjiro ate the noodles and ate wildly.

So delicious!

How can it be so refreshing?
It's so delicious that words can't describe it.

He ate more boldly than the three judges combined, he was about to swallow the big bowl, or swallow it whole and directly.

"One more bowl!" Ashikaga Kenjiro patted the bowl and looked at Yang Song.

"What are you thinking?" Yang Song said, "Say it yourself, which one of us will win?"

Kenjiro Ashikaga, who was so happy eating cold noodles that he forgot that he was playing, seemed to be freezing.

He is cold.

"I lost."

As he spoke, he began to cry, crying loudly at Yang Song: "Why did I lose again? I lost to you in the first game because I was careless, and I lost to you in the second game because you were too treacherous. I lost again, what should I do this time?"

Can't find the reason.

Yang Song began to pack his things.

Unexpectedly, Ashikaga Kenjiro rushed over, wanting to hold him and cry.

Yang Song dodged for a while, not completely, Ashikaga Kenjiro didn't hug him, but grabbed his clothes and cried loudly.

Yang Song helplessly tore the hem of his clothes, Ashikaga Kenjiro sat on the ground holding Yang Song's leg and cried.

"Ah, I lost to you, and I lost to you again!"

"King crab, why did my king crab lose to your cheap seafood?"

"I don't understand, I really don't understand, obviously I did it first."

"Why can't you lose?"

Yang Song's eyebrows jumped: "There is no distinction between high and low ingredients. Who told you that ordinary fish and shrimp are not as good as expensive king crab?"

"Cooking food is all about the heart. You have to fully consider various situations and truly think about the diners. This is the original intention of the chef."

He reasoned with him.

Ashikaga Kenjiro still cried and wiped his tears: "I still can't accept it. Why are you doing it? How can you make such delicious food with such ordinary ingredients? Are you really human?"

Reasonable is not enough.

He cried again like a landslide, which made Yang Song's ears hurt.

This guy is still snotting.

Yang Song: "Don't be discouraged. In fact, your dough kneading skills are not good enough, your seasoning level is average, and the heat control is more luck. There is nothing wrong with it other than not coming back."

The instructions are clear and clear.

Ashikaga Kenjiro was so shocked that he couldn't make a sound.

There is a play.

Yang Song continued his efforts: "Actually, in the final analysis, you just don't cook well."

Ashikaga Kenjiro covered his little heart, and Yang Song took the opportunity to rescue his leg.

As he was about to run, he hugged him again.

"What on earth do you want?" Yang Song was about to go crazy, being hugged by a man's thigh repeatedly was really enough.

"I want to be an apprentice in your shop and learn cooking skills from you, and one day I will surpass you!" Ashikaga Kenjiro shouted: "I know you Huaxia still have a saying that is to suffer from pain and taste courage."

"Don't fucking use idioms, you half-assed!"

(End of this chapter)