My Little Mom Is The Richest Man

Mu Qiu opened the winter melon symbolically. Mu Qiu's hand was the first-hand dish. The steam hadn't escaped yet. It can be said that the most soulful bite of the entire Buddha jumped over the wall was completely in Mu Qiu's hand.

This winter melon was completely unexpected by Mu Qiu, but after all, it was also something from the chef's side in China, so he still had to give some face.

"Yes, it's kind of interesting to do it this way,"

Mu Qiu laughed, and slowly picked up the scallops in the whole winter melon Gu.

Huh, this smell? Mu Qiu's brows slowly stretched out, but he didn't expect that this smell actually had a special flavor.

"With the addition of this winter melon, the cool taste completely neutralizes the heat of the Buddha jumping over the wall... In this way, it's not a problem,"

Mu Qiu nodded, this is indeed no problem, it can be called a successful improvement.

The Chinese chef in the audience was already completely happy. Such praise basically established the victory of this game.

But it seems that the evaluation from Witch Tang's side is not bad. It seems that at this time, you can only see what Mu Qiu meant.

"That said, I mean it should be quite obvious, right?"

Mu Qiu shrugged and expressed her stand.

It seems that China's chefs are even better in this competition.

"Then, the attacker in this game, lose!"

The host said aloud the result of the game, but it was the result of the game this time that caused an uproar in the audience.

"No way, I'm still from China, this guy, I still have to choose my own person anyway."

"It's better to have China's food. How could this red wine boiled noodles be delicious..."

The comments of people watching the live broadcast have begun to divide. Of course, most Chinese people are still very supportive of Mu Qiu’s behavior,

"It doesn't work, sir, can you see it? What is the game like this time?"

The chef of Gaul looked confused and looked at the form in the hall.

"This guy is still a Chinese, no matter what, he will still be biased towards Chinese people,"

"Then, now invite the next attacker to play!"

With the host's order, the next attacker has also appeared.

"The following confrontation can be said to be a battle of the pinnacle! The chef below is a famous sushi chef from Neon, and the one facing China is still this one. chef!"

Mu Qiu still tapped her finger on her position,

"This won't work, how come it's already a game in Asia?"

And the sushi chefs on the neon side, of course, bring things that are the most classic sushi of neon.

And sushi, although it looks simple, it is the most demanding food.

Sea urchins, chou fish, these things must be the freshest and the most perfect.

The rice used to make sushi must also use rice from Waseda. This kind of rice has a little sour taste. Finally, use a little vinegar to make its taste peak.

Therefore, top-quality sushi must use top-quality rice and ingredients, otherwise the taste of sushi will be completely lost.

As for the chef in China, authentic Sichuan cuisine should be used in this round.

Mu Qiu raised Erlang's legs and narrowed his eyes.

"Really conscious, this chef brought so many things..."

Sure enough, the chef of Sichuan cuisine did take a lot of raw materials, except for the Buddha jumped over the wall in the previous round, there are still some extra ingredients.

Knowing the clay pot that he brought up at the end, Mu Qiu knew what happened.

"This TMD, the battle is big enough..."

"No, Master Mu, can you see this?"

The system will always come out to tease Muqiu at this time.

"Are you stupid, Sichuan cuisine, I have already brought so many things up, and finally there is such a clay pot, you don't have to guess what it is..."

This is a big dish in China, boiled cabbage.

This dish is actually Sichuan cuisine, but it has no chili flavor at all.

But this dish belongs to the level of China's national banquet. It is a big scene to see in such a place.

"He estimated that the soup was already stewed last night. This kind of soup is absolutely impossible to be made ready-made now. This kind of thing, at least one day's simmering time, otherwise, it will There will be no smell at all..."

It's not that Mu Qiu has never eaten this kind of cuisine, and his knowledge of this kind of cuisine is no less than that of a state-level chef.

"This kind of old jar, I still use the stove, this bowl of soup is probably no problem, the next is to look at the cabbage, if the chef's knife skills are okay, the Neon guy, most of it loses. NS." ,,..

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