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Dashi Xiujie, Susza, Kesen, DuPont, four people in the hotel cafe, is undergoing a lame exchange.

Why is it lame, because the language of communication between the four is English, DuPont is Filipino, Sucha is Thai, and Dashi Xiujie is Japanese. Cossen is not to mention Chinese.

The first three are basically the three countries that have the most difficult to understand English accents, and you say that you don’t feel bad.

"Wednesday is the final, Ke Sang, we are going to visit Yuan Jun today." Dashi Xiujie asked Kesen with coffee.

"The day after tomorrow's final, it is not good to visit Yuan's chef today." Kesen ordered a glass of lemonade in the coffee shop, and he was not used to coffee.

After answering Dashi Xiujie, Kesen provoked a topic: "How are your dishes prepared?"

As soon as I said this, the rest of the three flat faces changed instantly and became vigilant.

"Not very prepared, after all, the scope of this topic is too big." Sucha immediately answered.

The final title was that after the finals were decided, four people were told, and all four got a small note with the title: "Chicken, Duck, Goose, Three Flying Heaven."

Behind the "three flying days", in the ancient times called the subject, used to support the topic, it is better to understand for Kesen, the final title will be one of the three birds of chicken, duck and goose, as the main dish.

But for Sucha, DuPont, and Dashi Xiujie, the three are not so friendly.

In fact, as an international conference, even if we want to promote Chinese culture, it is certainly impossible to make the contestants unable to understand the topic. Otherwise, it seems to be a small family, so the official translates the title into Tagalog, Thai and Japanese.

But just in case, the three people in the city of Sucha were still looking for a Chinese partner who they knew to translate.

I don’t believe in the organizer. I am afraid that if there is any detail that I have not noticed, the final is related to whether I can take the first place, and I can’t be sloppy in life.

Sucha said that the scope is large, and it is not wrong. After all, it is about the food of chicken. It will not be finished for a while, not to mention the ducks and geese.

Like a clothes pole, DuPont, who was tall and thin, immediately said: "We rarely eat geese in the Philippines. If you go to the geese, it would be terrible."

"There is really no progress. See if Ke Sangzhi is full, whether there is already an idea. If it is convenient, please let Kesang let us open our eyes." Looks like the honest Dashi Xiujie, also shook his head, and then looked at Kesen.

Cosson sneered in his heart, but it was still smiling on the surface. These people were too treacherous. He didn't cooperate with the information, and he wanted to inquire about his news.

"I am still too shallow compared to the three chefs, but I have heard that the Philippine dish of sweet honey goose is also very famous." Kesen said.

Dupont suddenly realized what he thought of: "Mr. Ke didn't mention it, I forgot, our country does have this dish."

The old man is very bad and believes in your evil.

Cosson is clear that it can be seen from the previous issue of the Green Chef. It is fair.

If there are few geese in the Philippines, it is impossible to use this as a question. Since this topic is out, it means that Philippine cuisine is not as geese as DuPont said.

In recent days, this kind of tentative conversation has not been the first time, but there is no result every time.

The four men fell silent in the moment, or looked down at their cups, or their thoughts drifted away and appeared dazed.

The cooking is like a hero in the rivers and lakes. The heroes have a life-saving card. Similarly, they don’t know what the chef’s hand is holding.

After five minutes of estimation, a voice broke the silence. "When Mr. Sucha was the top ten, the dishes made me really open my eyes. I heard that Mr. Sucha is rare. He will be in Taichung, Taibei, Tainan, Taidong, and Thailand. The chef of the big cuisine, the final is definitely to come up with more amazing dishes."

The person who spoke was DuPont. He liked to call someone a gentleman, and his voice was better recognized.

"We have only four cuisines in Thailand, no more than the Chinese cuisine, and the chef of Dashi is the beginning of the rematch, the food score has always been the first." Sucha tone revealed a strong taboo.

The youth chef conference system has always been the end elimination system. Three judges, with a score of 30, the score of Dashi Xiujie has been at the highest stage.

As many Japanese media have said, Dashi Xiujie is the most likely person to be directed by the Imperial Grand Master.

After all, since the Sino-Japanese exchange, it was evaluated by Yuanzhou as "except for not eating well, the rest are quite good", then it is enough to catch up.

Although, it is more and more chasing, but Dashi Xiujie is not his three years ago!

"Fortunately, it must be that Suzanne, Dupont Sang, and Ke Sang have not played their true strength, and will make me temporarily the first." Dashi Xiujie said this is not convincing.

They have reservations, but Dashi Xiujie also has reservations.

"I have to continue to prepare, so I will go back to the house first." Kesen got up and said goodbye, the first to leave the hotel cafe.

When I got back to her room, Coson sighed and muttered: "A cooking game is like a devious."

"But as long as you can win, the absolute value." Kesen can remember his father said, if you can't get the first, you have to eat the iron pot.

In order for the mouth to not be broken by the iron pot, the first must be won!

The three remaining in the cafe are another scene.

DuPont said: "We are all multi-joint people, friendship first, competition second, must not hurt."

Sucha said: "Yes, can't hurt our friendship."

Dashi Xiujie nodded and agreed, and the three men chilled for a while.

"I suddenly have a new idea, I am leaving." Sucha said.

Then bid farewell, and Sucha also got up and left.

The vegetarians who left, revealing a hazy smile, and said in their hearts: "Whoever tells you about friendship, in order to get the guidance of Chef Yuan, the father and son are useless."

"The first in the final must be me, and I think Yuan's chef will choose one, and he is as handsome as his chef. In terms of appearance, I have already won." Sucha said this, also from the suit pocket. In the middle, I took out a small mirror and a small comb.

"Well, the chef must pay attention to the instrument, and it is still the same spirit." Sucha is very satisfied to return to his room.

In the coffee shop, DuPont and Dashi Xiujie are left on the fourth table.

"Mr. Dashi, I saw Suzhao and Cosson chatting in the lobby for a long time yesterday. I suspect they are allied." DuPont said.

Dashi Xiujie waited for a sentence after DuPont.

"So I think we can form an alliance and then share intelligence." DuPont suggested.

"Good idea." Dashi Xiujie asked: "What information does DuPont Tesang have?"

“I heard from the front desk of the hotel yesterday that Suzhao airlifted some mangoes from Thailand.” Dupont whispered.

Thai food is very fond of using fruit to taste, such as pineapple, mango, coconut milk, papaya, lemon and so on.

"Do you have any information about Mr. Dashi?" DuPont said.

"I don't know if it is worthy of intelligence. Kesan had visited the chef before." Dashi Xiujie said.

"Cheng Cheng chef, is it the only disciple of Yuan Chef?" DuPont asked in a hurry.

"Yes." Dashi Xiujie nodded.

"Mr. Ke is so embarrassed, I have to go back to the house and think about countermeasures." DuPont had no time to say goodbye and left in a hurry.

Dashi Xiujie looked at the back of DuPont, and shook his head silently, took out a small notebook and turned to the fourth page. “Yuan’s chef said: For the chef, only cooking is always necessary to explore. From Yuan The chef is at the solo exhibition and talks with President Zhou Shijie"

"DuPont Tesang has violated the central idea of ​​Yuan's chef. There are too many sideways and no climate." Dashi Xiujie has been learning Chinese for the past two years, and Chinese is quite a syllabus.

Receive a small notebook, Dashi Xiujie touched the phone and looked at the time.

"It's almost time to run." Dashi Xiujie got up and prepared to pay for his coffee, but was told that the other three did not pay.

Say good aa, and finally Dashi Xiujie paid four people, but it doesn't matter, as long as he can win the final victory, Dashi Xiujie does not care.

"Sucha, too smug, low-key chef Yuan's initial impression is definitely not good, counted, the biggest threat is only Ke Sang."

Kesen is a big opponent, and Dashi Xiujie is still confident.

Dashi Xiujie runs every day for the simple reason. Chef Yuan said in an interview with Chef Yijie: insist on running, one is to exercise physical strength, and the other is to exercise their own persistence. Both of these are helpful to the cooking road. .

The four people here are really intriguing, a big drama, and the culprits of this, Yuanzhou, are very calm today.

The kitchen **** shop is also full of calm.

In the evening, the rain fell down, it was rare in the midsummer to have such a light rain, and there were many people on the street.

At this time, it was the end of the dinner at Yuanzhou Xiaodian. It was a rare time for the store to be free.

Wang Hong came at this time. When he came, he went straight to the door and looked at him. He quickly discovered the target person.

"Little Maoye is coming over." Wang Hong waved at Maoye and greeted him.

"Mr. Wang." Mao Ye took a few steps forward and then began.

"You don't have to be so polite, just call me Wang Hong." Wang Hong waved his hand in disapproval, and then continued: "Looking at this rain for a while, it will definitely not stop, so it is not a tavern tonight. ""

"Yes, the boss said it was raining tonight." Mao Ye nodded affirmatively.

"Oh, I know, grilled chicken wings, grilled chicken wings, I love to eat chicken wings, and finally I can eat it tonight." Wang Hong happily sang a song that Mao Ye could not understand.

Mao Ye looked at the excited Wang Hong, and did not know whether to say the latter sentence.

"Mr. Wang, there is a sentence, I don't know if it is suitable for saying." Mao Ye hesitated.

"Directly, I am a very easygoing person." Wang Hongdao.

"I don't open a tavern today, but I don't sell barbecue tonight." Mao Ye finally told Wang Hong this cruel reality.

"Do you want to sell barbecue?"

"What do you mean?"

"Little Maoye, are you kidding me?!" Wang Hong had some intriguing questions.

"The boss said that there will be some new street food tonight." Mao Ye honestly replied.

In the last second, Wang Hong was still the same sunflower, and the next second became the frosted eggplant.

"He wants to die."

As soon as I thought of the chicken wings flying to the mouth, Wang Hong went down directly to the ground.

"That... new dishes tonight." Mao Ye came for a short time, do not know how to comfort, can only emphasize again.

She will emphasize this because the diners are always interested and expecting new dishes in the past few days, so they will say so.

"What's the use of the new dish, but there is no chicken wings." Wang Hong muttered.

"You can eat something else." Mao Ye can only say, after all, she also glimpsed, Wang Hong is the heart of the roast chicken wings.

"The chicken wings are out at night, and the rest are floating clouds, which can't cause me the slightest appetite." Wang Hong said so, then turned around and Maoye Amway: "Other street food snacks are tricky roads. I tell you that chicken wings are the most. It’s delicious.” Wang Hong’s serious and serious Amway said.

Mao Yedao: "There will be opportunities next time."

"It's okay, you go, don't worry about me, I'm fine." Wang Hong saw Mao's embarrassment and embarrassment and waved.

"Okay, Mr. Wang, I am going to be busy first." Mao Ye sighed in secret, and then politely bid farewell to leave.

"Working hard." Wang Hong continued to kneel on the ground and bowed his head.

Anyway, I heard it from Mao’s ear, and the content is still like chicken wings.

The time passed quickly, and there was not much time for the original barbecue time. At this time, the row of anti-canopy sheds at the entrance of the store was lined up with a group of people.

The people who queued the committee were also maintaining the order seriously, and of course the diners were very cooperative.

At this time, Mao Ye walked out of the store and directed the diners: "Today's new street food will be introduced, so today's barbecue time is changed to street snack time."

"Today's snacks are fried loin and pancake fruit, and each person can only order one." Mao Ye continued.

As Mao’s words were finished, the discussion broke out immediately in the crowd, and of course it was all about the discussion of the new dishes.

"The luck is so good, there are new dishes to eat, it is too unexpected."

"I would like to eat pancake fruit for breakfast tomorrow, and eat it at night."

"The smart people didn't eat dinner, and they came to eat barbecue, so I am not afraid."

“The most important thing is to be different, although I care more about how much this one has.”

"I don't like green onion, I don't know if I can't put chopped green onion in the pancake fruit."

If such words and phrases are endless, everyone will look at the store from time to time and want to eat as soon as possible.

And some of them are very conspicuous, that is, Wang Hong, who stood there and said nothing, this person is still standing in the front position, second only to Wuhai.

This is what Mao Ye saw at a glance, and he said with some curiosity: "Mr. Wang."

"Well, I must try this new dish, pancake fruit and fried loin. I was tired when I was a child. I have to use the facts to prove that Yuan Boss gave up the barbecue for these two things, and gave up the roast chicken wings. Not doing business!" Between Wang Hong's words, it is called a righteousness.

"The nightingale is also going to be finished." Mao Yetian really reminded that after all, she felt that she might not be able to eat if she didn't like it.

The foremost Wuhai said silently: "I am here, there is no leftovers, it is so confident."

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