"Patriotic, give President Guan a stool,

After all, it’s an old man, so we can’t let others stand in line, right?

President Guan, rules are rules, otherwise you won’t be in the lineup again?

In front of so many Xiangjiang judges, I am afraid that I will lose my identity as the Xiangjiang chef back then.

And it doesn’t take long. It takes five minutes to produce 10 cups of tea for a pot of tea; it takes 10 minutes to produce 20 pineapples for a stove. If you line up for 101, it will probably only be at most an hour..."

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

After all, the north and south are thousands of miles apart, so he didn't want to develop in Xiangjiang. He returned to Chudu after the competition. Do you care about the spring, summer, autumn and winter in Xiangjiang?

And Guan Dasheng, the Xiangjiang God Chef, has problems with how he listens to it.

Zhou Dong heard from Dong Qishen and Huang Mingju that Chu Shenshu Hu, and the two old men were determined to say that they were "little junior brothers".

I have also heard from several old men that there are several hidden chefs in China. These big guys were all figures who shocked China's diligent work. Most of them were from ancient times and had a tall background. They admired China's diligent work together.

These are the serious and diligent chefs. Since they are called god chefs, how can they be in the same place?

So in Zhou Dong's opinion, Guan Dasheng has his current status in the cooking and food industry in Xiangjiang, of course, but this "Xiangjiang God Chef" is a bit funny.

At most, Xiangjiang Qinxing admits it. If it is released into China, others may not admit it.

In this way, wouldn’t there be ‘Kyoto God Chef’, ‘Kimcheng God Chef’, ‘Chu Du Chef’? Is there a lot of Chinese God Chef?

Zhou Aiguo took a small stool and slapped him in front of Guan Dasheng: "Please sit down."

After following Zhou Dong for a few days, he gradually felt the temperament of some teachers.

Once the teacher's temper comes up, he will not give anyone's face, but he has a bottom line.

For example, no matter how annoying the old man in front of him is, he is an old man after all, so it is still worth giving him a stool.

"Well, Master Zhou is intent..."

Guan Dasheng nodded. Half of what he said just now was the true state of mind, and half was also the ability to find a way for himself.

But one thing is true. He is a person who tastes delicious and can eat it, just like the old men who fell in love with Zhou Dong's breakfast at the Jiuzhou Dingshi Breakfast Department that day.

“Will this kid’s two pots of tea be reduced?

Is the pineapple bread covered with more than half of the crunchy crust?

Is there any pineapple oil available?

Is the butter used in pineapple oil finished or is it refined by yourself?

Oh no, I am afraid that I can’t even drink two pots of tea. No. 101, this is the matter after ten pots of tea..."

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

Guan Dasheng wanted to leave, but was really curious. He wanted to try Zhou Dong's level after ten pots of tea next time. The pineapple bread had a strange aroma, neither like a simple pineapple bread nor like pineapple oil?

There is also that cup of silk ~ In addition to the skill of hitting tea, the milk tea used in Xiangjiang Wushuang is even more strange. He can't even taste it. It seems that he is still old and his taste is no longer as good as when he was young.

So what is face? Today I have to eat Zhou Dong’s pineapple bread, silk and milk tea, and I have to have another cup!

Although he was known as the "Xiangjiang God Chef" back then, he could not be omniscient and omnipotent.

Some of the specialties are naturally unattainable in Xiangjiang, but when it comes to making silk stockings, milk tea and pineapple bread, 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 kinds of delicacies. Even if I were placed behind No. 100, I would not leave.

"Well, the first stove of pineapple bread has been served on the booth, and there are silk ~ the second pot of socks and milk tea has also been released?

My old man did not make a mistake. This is a pineapple bun, not a pineapple oil.

However, this pineapple bread is definitely not ordinary, there must be something tricky about it!

It’s hateful. The boys in front of them all knew to squint their eyes and taste it. They were so intoxicated that they couldn’t eat slowly?

I swallowed a pineapple bun in two or three bites, which made me unable to see clearly!”

Guan Dasheng sat on a small round stool, his head stretched out, like an old turtle that had grown into a thousand years old. His old eyes were wide open, and he wanted to find some clues from the mouths of the "lucky guys" in the front row.

But these guys in front were just as they had agreed.

The big foreigner swallowed it voraciously, stuffed pineapple buns in one bite and drank all the silk stockings and milk tea in two bites, stared at the eyes and shouted 'Enough enough', then threw down the scoreboard and ran to the back to line up again. Obviously, it was not enough.

The judges in Asia and Hong Kong had better food, but they were not much better than the big foreigners. When they turned their heads one by one, they only had some "leftovers" in their hands. They ate and drank them all in one or two, and even wiped the corners of their mouths cleanly, which made him unable to find out the truth.

The old Poison Dragon felt anxious and couldn't sit still. He stood up tremblingly with a civilized stick, walked to Zhou Dong's booth and put down three points, laughed and said, "Oh, I was talking just now, but I forgot to give the points, make up for it..."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and looked at the person who was receiving silk stockings, milk tea and pineapple bread.

It's really a coincidence that this person is Yizhiyu.

Yi Zhiyu glanced at him, quickly threw the remaining half of the pineapple bag in his mouth and chewed it heavily. He wiped the corner of his mouth, gave him a blank look, and then sighed: "This thing should only be found in the sky, but unfortunately someone can't eat it.

It's amazing, it's delicious!"

"I will be queued up in half an hour, and I will definitely be able to eat it!"

The old poisonous dragon was furious and paused the Civilization Stick, turned around and returned to the small round stool.

As the number of points on the booth accumulates more and more, Guan Dasheng, who had been eagerly looking forward to it, finally waited for his silk stockings, milk tea and pineapple bread.

The pineapple bread is complete, and it is not cut into the hole like a burger and stuffed into butter to turn into pineapple oil.

However, his intuition told him that this is definitely not a simple pineapple bread, it must be hidden in the world!

As usual, Guan Dasheng took a sip of silk ~ milk tea.

I didn't have much hope at first, but it was the eleventh pot here. No matter how powerful Zhou Dong is, he would not be able to maintain the quality of the first pot.

But when the milk tea was in the mouth, Guan Dasheng was shocked.

"Is this young man really a chef god from heaven?

It has reached the eleventh pot, but it is not affected at all. The quality of milk tea remains the same as before?

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

Surprisingly, Guan Dasheng carefully took a bite of the pineapple bread.

"Card......"

A slight clicking sound came into my ears,

The crispy layer of baked sugar, eggs, flour and lard gently hindered his teeth.

Then he soon felt a sense of joy in breaking through!

"Although this crispy skin is a little thinner, the heat is perfect!

But it can actually be a little thicker... It seems that this is the first time Mr. Zhou has done it, and there are still many shortcomings, which is a pity.

Well, no, this is!

Oh oh oh oh…”

The old poisonous dragon Guan Dasheng suddenly widened his eyes. What he never expected was that the first layer of breakthrough was fast enough to completely disappear, and his teeth encountered the second layer of crispness.

With another breakthrough, the old poison dragon, who was scheming and poisonous, was thrown to the peak of happiness.

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

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

There is also a pineapple bread, which can only be called pineapple bread."

A very mediocre sentence suddenly appeared in the old poisonous dragon's mind...
Chapter completed!