Chef God Dad: Dote on your daughter to the heavens

"Elder Qin, I don't know where you want to start. Shu

Zhicheng asked in a low voice towards the old man sitting in the first place.

"Bring me that bun. "

This old man is a big man above, and at the same time he has an identity.

That is the food taster, Qin Jingming.

"This?" Following

Qin Jingming's direction, there were just two delicacies on the table.

It just so happens that it's all buns.

"Son, look, dad is powerful, the big guy will eat us as soon as he comes, and this time the first one must be ours."

Wei Lecheng, who was always observing off the field, had a face like a scattered chrysanthemum.

"It's not this one, it's the one next to it, forget it, take both!" Originally

, Qin Jingming only wanted to try one of them, but the staff misunderstood its meaning.

Bring the other one, and when you see this, you can only order it again.

"Strange, how can Elder Qin be interested in the food of a student's parents, it shouldn't be from the side!" For

these parents, some of them did not appear in person at all, but invited foreign aid.

There is nothing the school can do about it, because they are the sponsors.

Simply turn a blind eye.

So the first bun just now is the work of the chef of the big hotel.

The two copies are only in terms of appearance, or the first one is a little more exquisite.

Qin Jingming first began to try the first steamed buns.

Take a small bite and chew slowly in your mouth.

In everyone's gaze, Qin Jingming just nodded his head, put the bun down, and did not try the second bite.

"The buns made by the chef, Qin Lao just tasted a small bite, it seems that next to it, there is no hope, I just hope that it is not too difficult to eat." "

People don't believe that the taste of plain buns will surpass that of chefs.

When the live broadcast was before, only the two chose to make buns.

Therefore, the parents who Qin Mo didn't even know their names really didn't have other highlights besides being handsome.

This time, Qin Jingming picked up the last bun and did not try it directly.

Instead, he put it next to his nose and took a deep breath.

Then close your eyes and open them after a while.

Qin Jingming's abnormal performance immediately attracted the attention of others.

At this time, the other judges also began to taste the food and put scores on the paper on the table.

The food made by the contestants on the field, except for Qin Mo, who was taken away at the beginning, the other judges jumped directly over.

At this time, the other judges who noticed Qin Jingming's actions had a hint of bad feeling in their hearts.

I saw that Qin Jingming finally took a bite, and still took a bite gently.

In this process, only two people are most concerned about this scene.

One was Qin Xinxin, whose nervous palms were sweating.

The other was Wei Lecheng, but the difference was that his face was full of ridicule.

"Spit it out!" After

taking a bite of the bun, Qin Jingming chewed a few times, and then closed his eyes again.

Then he opened it sharply and took another bite of the bun in his hand.

After this mouthful, half of the bun is gone.

Qin Jingming didn't seem to have eaten enough, for fear of being snatched away.

"Impossible!" The

smile on Wei Lecheng's face suddenly froze.

Qin Xinxin's clenched small fist slowly relaxed at this time.

As for the judges who noticed the situation, they immediately realized the problem.

Quickly turned his gaze to the bottom of the field and placed the contestants' works on the table.

Qin Mo placed the food according to the number of judges.

Just now, a teacher was passing by, and he was attracted by a faint fragrance for a while.

In these delicacies, this light fragrance can last for a long time.

Follow the scent and quickly find the location.

Half-convinced, she first picked up one and tried it.

Taking a small bite of the bun, an indescribable delicacy exploded on her tongue.

Tired for half a day, now it is delicious buns in front of him.

It's almost a bun for three bites.

Just a moment of effort, there were already three buns under her stomach.

At this time, she just picked up the fourth bun.

Just as she continued to enjoy the food, she suddenly felt uncomfortable.

When she raised her head, she found that above the rostrum, the eyes of the ten referees collided with her.

It seems to feel the gaze of these people, which is on the bun in her hand.

The conditioned reaction directly put this bun into the mouth and bite it hard.

At this time, the ten referees are not aware of the problem.

Then their identity as a referee is in vain.

Originally, it was prepared for one person, but now this female teacher killed four buns at once.

Immediately signal the staff around you to go down, slow down, then you can't grab it.

I didn't see that now Qin Lao, the bun in his hand, only the last bit remained.

And he seemed to feel that he didn't have enough to eat, and his gaze had turned to that side again.

"Ahem..." Two

mouthfuls of gobbling down a meat bun, and the teacher was choked at once.

Hurriedly on the dining table, looking for water.

Just happened to see a small pot next to the buns.

Compare and find that it is the same person.

The staff who had already run over were distributing the remaining six buns.

Picked up a porcelain bowl next to it, just beat a bowl, ate it in place, and didn't even use a spoon.

"Purr..." A

small bowl of sugar water fell down my stomach a few times, and the discomfort that I had just choked on only improved at this time.

"This taste!" carefully

recalled the taste just now, and the female teacher's eyes immediately lit up.

First glanced around and found that no one noticed him, so he continued to play the second bowl.

Because at this time, the referee on the rostrum was discussing how to allocate the six buns.

"This one Elder Qin wants. At

this time, the staff around Qin Jingming came over and took a bun.

There is no need to fight now, it is exactly half per person, and then compete for the next time when Qin Lao finishes eating, and it will be less.

The ten judges divided the buns this time very tacitly.

"This..." the

first referee to try first, standing up straight from his seat.

Compared to ordinary people, he made his profession taste food.

This time, I happened to be a guest at Qin Jingming's house, and I came together, Gu Hongyu.

Although it is only a small bite, you can immediately distinguish the quality of this bun.

No wonder Elder Qin ignored his identity and grabbed food with them again.

Soon they finished all the buns in their hands, still looking endless.

It seems that there is a spirit in the heart, and everyone's eyes are looking down again.

The

female teacher was gurgling and drinking sugar water.

Almost without stopping, just a moment of effort, they drank a small bowl right in front of their eyes and hit the next bowl again.

"Mouth mercy..."