Lin Qing has already begun to conceive the title of the article, which is called "The struggle between entering the world and leaving the world? Is it better for the meat patties and rice on earth, or is it more suitable for your taste?"

Dong Qishen's Coke is broken. It seems that the gold and silver prizes in the Chinese competition area are very similar to the same as the Suzhou Province. If this is still the case at dinner, he can open champagne in advance to celebrate.

Holding the fried meat pie rice that he had just taken from Zhou Dong's booth, Dong Qishen happily walked towards Yan Yi's booth while eating.

As a result, after walking a few steps, he found that the meat pie rice had been eaten up. Dong Qishen simply threw the plate on the booth next to him, speeding up his pace.

Yan Yi started early, and many judges who had eaten his vegetarian food were attracted by Zhou Dong, so the popularity gathered in front of the booth was not very exaggerated, but Dong Qishen saw the person in front of the line at a glance.

He has a high bun on his head and looks like a donkey, but his eyes are particularly large. If he opens a little wider, it will be like a donkey that only shows love.

Such a guy was wearing a snow-white kimono embroidered cherry blossoms, wearing wooden clogs, and his face was as cold as a samurai who had just become a half-full warrior in the Warring States Period. In Dong Qishen's opinion, this painting style was simply right, and he was like a representative of the image of an islander.

"Quanyang Jingzhai? Why don't you call Duanyang Jingzhai? You can't walk away and go backwards!

Do you understand the minimum politeness?

This is my booth. If you like to eat, just get out if you don’t like it. You are also a contestant today. You don’t even have a score card in your hand, right? I don’t like to let you eat and drink freely, are you still excited?”

Fatty Yan was very excited at this moment. He was not as good as a monk. He was rolling up his sleeves and staring at his eyes, with the little turtle in front of him for his luck.

Dong Qishen frowned and gave Fatty Yan a wink, meaning that you should be more at ease, no matter how little turtle is, it is also an international competition, so we have to pay attention to some influence.

"Yan Sang, your temper is so bad that it makes no sense.

I mean, your rice is this!”

Inukai Jingzhai Kotoshi Yan Yi gave his thumbs up: "Zen rice is a very interesting thing. My country also advocates monks, and I like it very much.

You don't want to sell it to me, my understanding.

But please, don’t ruin such good things. People who ruin good things are not good things anymore.”

"Are you scolding?"

Yan Yi was furious. If he hadn't considered international influence, he would have had sex with Inukai long ago. The master once said that monks have compassion and even more Vajra's anger!

Besides, what kind of rules are the monks? I am a layman! The layman means eating meat and drinking, and taking action when it is time to take action!

"I'm sorry, Yan Sang, my Chinese-language writers are not good at it, I'm not scolding you.

What I mean is that if such good rice is in our country, it is the top food if you only need to pair it with a piece of black plum. This is the purity of the esophagus!

Yours, with these many exquisite vegetarian dishes, are good, but they affect the purity of this bowl of rice. What you gave up and got is what you got. That's what you mean."

Yan Yi sneered: "That's what you think, what's the one with a black plum?

Inukai, I advise you to go back and read the history books to see how this "blue plum rice" in your country was born.

Because you were too poor at that time, your ancestors wanted to have a table of dishes, so he had to have them too?

I see you, you are just a frog in the well. If you don’t know, just hide away and don’t talk nonsense here!”

It’s really hard. Even a country that can’t do anything can dare to give me some advice? Yan Yi’s bad temper.

"If you do it, pay attention to the influence and do not damage the image of our great country."

Finally, Dong Qishen came over and stopped the meaningless quarrel. He looked at Inuyang Jingzhai and said, "I heard that Inuyang Jun is a person who is sincere in the way of eating, so you should know that every chef has his own understanding of the way of eating. Please do not impose your ideas on others."

"Chairman Dong, I know you. Well, I will follow your advice, but it's a pity..."

Inuya Jingzhai shook his head at Yan Yi: "Yan Sang, I think your cooking skills are over here. There are not big ones, and there are still some small ones. Unfortunately, I'm disturbing."

"Hey, President Dong, have you heard what he said?

He was still excited, his tone was too crazy! He actually said that my cooking skills were just a little bit small?

Well... this guy went to the King of Zhou's Nesting?"
Chapter completed!