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Yuanzhou, the deputy who really wants to get started, makes Dashi Xiujie directly angry and his face is red, but he can't speak for a while.

The president of Aso was dragged by Zhou Shijie, but it was not easy to get involved. At this time, it seemed to be a gentle smile of Fujiwara.

"That's very good. I hope that you can make dishes that satisfy me. I haven't eaten authentic Chinese food in China for a long time." The original language of Fujiwara is mild, but the words are sharp.

"I hope that the chef Yuan will not let me down." When Fujiwara said the name of Yuanzhou, he looked forward slightly to see the nameplate on Yuanzhou's chest. He did not know who Yuanzhou was.

It is clear that Zhou Shijie has already introduced it. This move is obviously to give Yuanzhou a Mawei.

"Before it was just because you didn't meet me." Yuanzhou's tone is light, that is, the words are very proud, but the tone is plain and faint, showing that it is like this.

When Yuanzhou’s self-confidence words came out, Fujiwara stunned, let alone other people, and his face was a bit awkward.

Dashi Xiujie is even more speechless. If his Chinese is proficient enough, he would definitely like to say to Yuanzhou, "Why don't you take the wind and lift it up to 90,000 miles."

In short, you are not in the sky!

Unfortunately, he will not, he will only be able to dry up a look at Yuanzhou.

"Ts. Fujiwara, please take a break here, the exchange meeting will begin soon." Aso president came out to play round.

After all, this time is not really noisy, and Zhou Shijie also spoke.

"You two are going to prepare, and it will start in a while." Zhou Shijie smiled on his face, not at all concerned with this little friction.

"Many of the delicious Chinese vegetables are in the private sector, and there are still quite a lot of them." Chu Yu first said, then took a shot of Yuanzhou's shoulder and gestured to go.

"Well, indeed, but he can't find it. It's normal. Although it is a Japanese expert in Chinese cuisine, it has a lot of limitations." Yuanzhou nodded very naturally, and then said the interface.

This time, Chu Yu looked at Yuanzhou silently. He said this to Fujiwara. He didn't want Yuanzhou to accept it.

Fujiwara and Oishi Hideyoshi, who had just taken two steps in front, were slightly trembled.

Yuanzhou, who ordered the explosives, had no idea. After two steps, he saw that Chu did not follow up, and looked strangely later.

"Dare to say this, that is, you and me." Chu Yu looked at Yuanzhou, said with a tone of helplessness.

"What?" Yuanzhou looked inexplicable.

"The professor Fujiwara's tongue is particularly powerful, just like Chu Yu, his absolute sense of smell is sensitive, and this is the point where the taste is sensitive to metamorphosis."

Chu Yu did not answer, and Zhong Lili could not help but say.

"Yeah." Yuanzhou nodded and said.

"I haven't finished yet." Zhong Lili was helpless and anxious, but she continued.

"The vine had been twice. The two chefs were not there. I didn't know if it was intentional. On that few times, the chef did a good job, but it was worthless. It was the last time I went there. The gray chef." Zhong Lili is afraid that Yuanzhou does not know people, but also specifically describes the characteristics.

"That is the president of the provincial chef in Suzhou. The dishes made are super delicious. It is no problem to go to the Diaoyutai, but the person said it is very difficult to listen." Zhong Lili said indignantly.

"Thank you." Yuanzhou thought about it and wanted to answer.

"In short, if your dish is full, even if you make a nine-point, he will say that he only has five points. He will catch that big point." This summary is what Chu said. Go straight away.

"Nothing, my is more than ten." Yuanzhou nodded, the table is known.

"But..." Zhong Lili still wanted to say something, but she was stopped by Zhou Shijie.

"Okay, don't worry about them, they know the size." Zhou Shijie said directly.

"Oh, but I haven't said that the gray-haired chef Dong was said to have been sluggish for a long time." Zhong Lili whispered a whisper.

Yuanzhou did not say much, nodded directly, and then returned to his position to prepare.

When I walked, I looked around in a circle. This time, the gray-haired chef Su Dong did not come.

"Sorry." Yuanzhou did not know what to say.

But the reporters who heard these things were excited.

"Quick and fast, not photographed, just the scene." A reporter asked his photographer in an urgent tone.

"Of course." The photographer gestured an ok gesture.

"President Zhou, I don't know what you think about the chef who just uttered madness?" The question was asked by the Japanese correspondent in China. The honorific words were still there, but the tone was very dissatisfied.

"The president of Zhou has just been the chef who participated in the exchange for the first time. Is it your new disciple?" The Japanese reporter who asked this question was obviously sinister and wanted to buckle the hat to Zhou Shijie.

“The Chinese chef who conquered Fujiwara’s family, who has died in the records for five years, what do you think about this week’s president?” The Japanese reporter asked with pride and wondered if it was an illusion that he had bitten the word of death. Especially heavy.

"These questions will wait until the exchange meeting begins, and you will naturally have an answer." President Zhou’s face is not good, and he is a big tai chi, and directly rejects everyone’s problems.

When the Japanese reporter asked the question, he was squeezed out by the reporters on the Chinese side. The Japanese reporter did not get a specific answer. The soldiers were divided into two ways. Some went to Fujiwara and some went to Yuanzhou.

"President Zhou, is the chef Yuan just having a lot of confidence?" The reporters at Huaxia's side are more moderate.

Basically, I have inquired about the origins of Yuanzhou, and the real strength of Yuanzhou. For a time, no one said that Yuanzhou is not good.

After all, when facing other countries, China is still very united. Of course, if Yuanzhou loses, it is another matter.

However, Yuanzhou is impossible to lose.

"Professor Fujiwara, what do you think of the chef who just uttered madness?" The Japanese reporter began to interview in front of Fujiwara.

"Professor Fujiwara please tell us what you think." The Japanese reporter asked about the thing just happened.

And Fujiwara is on the head, but the speech is still very measured.

"That's just a chef who hasn't gone abroad before, and some people don't understand that it's normal to be tall and thick." Fujiwara smiled and said the next generation.

“Yes, Mr. Fujiwara is often invited to attend the International Kitchen Federation meeting.” Dashi Xiujie added to the sidelines.

"So, are you going to guide the chef?" the Japanese reporter asked with excitement.

"Of course, there is an old saying in China that is called the stick of the shackles." Fujiwara’s family smiled and nodded, looking like a generous look.

Fujiwara’s family’s Yuan Zhen is an ancient Chinese. Many Japanese reporters do not understand what it means, or Dashi Xiujie explained it.

"The original meaning of Fujiwara's family is that he will be a little more rigorous to the elders who are mad at the chefs, and of course, they will be a little harsher." Dashi Xiujie thought that Yuanzhou could not help but face it. Sympathy started him.

After all, it would be over if Fujiwara caught a little bit of misunderstanding. His harshness and harshness are not a joke...

Ps: The cat has to be rolled, the ticket is required, the ticket is recommended for the monthly ticket, please!