Liuxiang

The guest walks away.

Outside the kitchen, in the restaurant with bright and clean windows, the waiter was picking up the leftovers. The sound of the collision of porcelain plates sounded from time to time. On the bare skin, every big and small collision is the jumping up and down of the sticky body of the bug.

Someone suddenly turned on the exhaust fan in the kitchen, and the rotating fan blades created a gust of backflow wind, which rolled up the last questionnaire in the hands of the employees.

Then, a sudden hand reached out and grabbed the last questionnaire.

Yuan Hui pulled the questionnaire closer to look at it, and reported the number casually: "The last one is Tuanhua Agate. Now it is eight votes short."

As soon as the words fell, the applause from Yuan Hui's team had already broken through the kitchen. In contrast, Yi Baitang's side looked at each other quietly.

Yuan Hui raised his head, snapped his fingers, and interrupted his own applause.

But the happy team continued to applaud for a while before gradually stopping.When all the voices finally disappeared, Yuan Hui smiled at Yi Baitang from a distance: "How about it, is it better tonight?"

The people in Youkeshu Restaurant looked at Yi Baitang nervously. Their chef hadn't spoken since the last dish of the noon competition was finished.

What's going on here?

Everyone couldn't help but think.

Now that we are backward, what should Chef Yi say?

As if hearing the voices of everyone, the next moment, Yi Baitang, who lowered his eyes and pondered, finally spoke, but the question was beyond everyone's expectations.

"Who did you learn your cooking skills from?"

From now until now, Yi Baitang has been thinking about this question.

Everyone was startled.

Only Yuan Hui laughed with interest: "Have you finally found out? I thought you wouldn't understand until you tasted my cooking after a complete failure. I underestimated you."

"Who did you learn your cooking skills from?" Yi Baitang frowned slightly, and asked for the second time.

"Don't delve into it." Yuan Hui said casually, "I'm here to defeat you, not to recognize your relatives. Besides, at this time, it's meaningless to delve into these things, right? Who did I learn cooking from, and In the end, whoever wins and you loses, what does it matter?"

Yi Baitang pursed his lips and remained silent.

Then he relaxed his back and leaned gently on the counter.

Yuan Hui, who was watching Yi Baitang, couldn't help but suffocate.

During the blink of an eye, he wasn't sure if he saw a big cat lazily stretching its body, opening its eyes like glass.

But in the next moment, he really saw Yi Baitang change back to the way he was last night, cold and indifferent, as if wandering into the sky anytime and anywhere.

"That's right, it's really nothing important, let's talk about it after the game tonight, anyway..."

Yi Baitang grumbled, and said to himself:

"I almost know."

It seems that in the blink of an eye, time slipped away quietly through the fingers.

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Youkeshu Restaurant began to enter customers. The welcome guests at noon came to the door again with advertising leaflets. Before they could speak to the left and right, they saw a young man hovering at the door. Ask them directly: "Is there a free tasting event at noon in the evening?"

"Yes... yes." Yingbin was taken aback, "You look familiar..."

"There is no rule that one person can only eat once, right?" Lu Sen was a little embarrassed.

"There are no specific regulations on this, but the dishes at noon and evening are the same, we still hope to invite more different customers so that we can improve the taste of the dishes—" Yingbin said in an official tone, following a routine, In fact, they failed unexpectedly at noon, so they didn't want to let this group of guys who had no vision and no sense of taste go in again, hum!

"That's just right, my opinion is different from the past." Lu Sen answered quickly, there was a tree with a big face, and he slipped into the restaurant as soon as he stepped between the two welcoming guests.

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Before the two guests came back to their senses, another figure that looked quite familiar passed between them. Although this figure was huge, its movements were as fast and smooth as the one in front of it. A white and fat wild boar rushed into the restaurant with a whoosh, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Only one sentence stayed in the air, and slowly fell down: "Haha, since the little brother before can go in, let me go in too. It happens that there are many people at noon. , I’m not full, come over and have another meal.”

With these two beginnings, I don’t know if the event at noon was heard by many passers-by. In less than 10 minutes, the seats reserved for 51 people in the evening were already full.

The two welcome guests were apprehensive, and they sneaked back after everyone was ready to take a closer look, and found that among the 51 people, there were only three or five familiar guests, not as many as they imagined. I breathed a sigh of relief.

But in order to ensure the fairness of this game from beginning to end, they still reported the matter of repeating three or five candidates to the two chefs in the kitchen. The dishes are officially started.

From noon to night, neither Yuan Hui nor Yi Baitang planned to change the menu.

The same dishes were served on the table one by one.

The new guests are still impressed by Yuan Hui's delicious dishes.

Large and small exclamations from around came to Lu Sen's ears intertwined, making the people sitting in the seats a little impatient.

He muttered, "Isn't it just a vinegar-stuffed radish? No matter how beautiful it is made, no matter how nicely it is said, it won't turn from a radish into a ginseng..."

The fat man who was sitting next door let out a laugh.

Lu Sen looked at the other party in a blink of an eye, and he was impressed by this person: "Are you here at night?"

The fat man smiled and said "Hey".

Lu Sen asked, "Why did you choose jiaozi noodles at noon?"

The fat man laughed: "There is no reason for this, every plate is delicious, but the jiaozi noodles are the most refreshing."

Weird.

It must be more than that.

Lu Sen glanced at the fat man and thought to himself, you are a donkey. If every dish is really delicious as you said, why do you hold a cup of tea without using your chopsticks? Drinking slowly over there?

Suddenly, the fat man's eyes lit up: "Oh, the main course is here!"

Lu Sen turned his head hastily, and saw bowls of hot noodle soup that he had been thinking about on the waiter's tray finally appeared!

In the bright red soup, the white noodles are like hibiscus, and the hot and sour air rises with the white mist. After entering the brain from the nasal cavity, it breaks through the stagnant air blocked in the body.

Holding the hot bowl, Lu Sen took a deep breath according to the heat, then picked up a flat, thin and polished noodle, put it in his mouth and chewed it, the chewy texture seemed to be eating thin seafood The meat is paired with the sour soup. Drink it hot and spicy. In an instant, from the stomach to the mouth to the mind, it is all soothed by a warm hand, which is indescribably comfortable and ironing.

After a mouthful of noodles and soup, it seemed that there was finally something good in my stomach.

Lu Sen let out a long breath, feeling that his stomach, which had been pulling his neck and shouting all afternoon, had finally subsided.

He didn't forget to look at the fat man next to him, and saw that the fat man finally stopped drinking tea from a teacup, and instead held a noodle bowl, closed his eyes, and just breathed out clouds with his nose, as if he was a rich old man in the old society. Landlord, he is leaning on his carved canopy bed and puffing away!

Lu Sen was a little taken aback.

Although the squid noodles are delicious...it's delicious...very delicious...well, it's really weird and very, very delicious!But there is no need for such a misleading appearance, right?

Perhaps it was because Lu Sen's eyes were too straightforward. At this moment, the fat man's eyelashes fluttered, he opened his eyes, and said with a smile, "Why don't you eat, little brother?"

Lu Sen didn't know what to talk about with Fatty, anyway, he chatted nonsense, and after thinking about it, he said, "This noodles are delicious?"

The fat man nodded: "Yes."

Lu Sen: "Is this side different from other dishes..."

The fat man shook his head: "There is no difference, it is exactly the same! This material is not as rare as other dishes. Let me tell you, the cost of selling this bowl is no more than five yuan, and the price is no more than 15 yuan."

Lu Sen smiled instead: "I will offer 30 yuan, please go to the street to eat this kind of noodles, let's go?"

The fat man glanced at Lu Sen, but didn't answer right away.Holding the chopsticks in his hand, he slowly picked up the noodles, put one clip into his mouth very carefully and cherished, and took a sip of the soup; he took another clip and put it in his mouth, and took another sip of the soup; he chewed every bite A full fifty times, I felt the fragrance lingering, and I swallowed my throat just now.

Then, he sighed contentedly, and said, "This side is really not different...but this side is really delicious. Little brother, what do you do?"

Lussen was honest about his unglamorous career: "Programmer."

The fat man smiled and said, "I'm a chef. I don't know if you can understand. You see, you who make programs ultimately want to give the finished product to customers. The more beautiful and pleasing the interface of the finished product, the more satisfied the customers will be. The added value is greater when it is sold. But customers take this program back to use it in the end, no matter how beautiful the interface is, there will be a day when they get tired of looking at it, and only the one that perfectly fits their needs will be used for a long time, isn’t it?”

Lu Sen thought about it.

The fat man said again: "Look at the blue peony plate next to it, all the dishes on it are indeed very beautiful, but no matter how beautiful the dish is, no matter how delicately conceived, you will get used to it after seeing it once or twice. , so that people will never forget... After all, this is the most fundamental use of a dish. These dishes are like a beauty, you can dress her in very beautiful clothes, or you can put her in dusty clothes, But clothes are different, she is who she is and she won't really change."

"And I think," the fat man squinted his eyes, guarding his bowl, and looked at the peony plate with a blue background, "this one is more beautiful than that one, and she is not twice or twice as beautiful. They are completely different beauties. One is Xi Shi, one is Dong Shi, can you understand?"

Lucerne understands everything!

He also had the same feeling after tasting a table of dishes again and again, as if everything he ate when he was hungry thought it was heavenly delicacy, but the thing he wanted to eat when he was full was the real heavenly delicacy.

He also sighed with emotion: "I don't know why I chose another dish at noon, the difference is so big..."

The fat man smiled: "Because the eyes, head, and stomach can deceive people. In this banquet, if all the dishes are above the standard, you will feel that everything is delicious. As for which one is the most delicious? I remembered it instantly. It’s not the most delicious dish, but the one that left the deepest impression. Compared with lobster and abalone and porridge side dishes, lobster and abalone must not be a disadvantage, right? Qingshan Ruwan and Jiaozi Noodles, the first one is unclear Do you feel serious?"

Lu Sen suddenly realized, he instantly remembered the dispute between the two chefs he had deduced, and said angrily: "Damn, won't this make the other person happy?"

He suddenly became angry, and he couldn't understand why the chef of this restaurant was so good, why he didn't want to put more effort into the presentation of the dishes!

At this time, the fat man still smiled slowly: "Come on, you don't have to worry about it. You have already said that one is Xi Shi and the other is Dong Shi. I'm afraid that everyone will not know how to choose in the end?"

"Really good stuff, never underestimated—"

At eight o'clock in the evening, it's time to vote again.

This time, Yi Baitang and Yuan Hui split the top 51 votes among the [-] people.

When the 41st sheet starts, the person who flips through the questionnaire reads:

"Noisy face."

"Noisy face."

"Noisy face."

"Noisy face."

……

After reciting six or seven sheets of noisy noodles all the way, the smile on Yuan Hui's face changed from being cynical at the beginning to being cold at the end.

Immediately, he stopped laughing, stood up straight, and stared at Yi Baitang.

The person who sang the tickets was Xiao Bian with a tree.

Xiao Bian was also a little nervous at this time, sweating in his palms, and then flipped through the last three votes one by one: "Jiaozi Noodles."

"Noisy face."

"... Noisy Noodles!!!"

In the end, Yi Baitang got 52 votes and Yuan Hui got 49 votes.

In an instant, the restaurant was full of cheers, and the applause that was ten times more arrogant and joyful than at noon overturned the entire roof!