My Little Mom is the Richest

Now everyone who was watching the live broadcast was completely overwhelmed by Mu Qiu's actions. No one thought that this playboy really had something.

Mu Qiu shrugged, like his reaction after being questioned every time.

"This big nephew, really knows how to play."

Jun Riyue laughed while watching the live broadcast outside.

Every time Mu Qiu engages in this kind of operation, there will be a lot of handicap, and this time the handicap has been bought out by Jun Riyue. Bring a lot of income to the Mu family.

But now the life and death of these two chefs depends on Mu Qiu's will. Mu Qiu scratched her head helplessly, as if she was very reluctant to be such a role.

"This time, the dishes of the two chefs are actually more European dishes. Since everyone is playing European dishes, then, I still think that the European side is better."

Having said all this, the meaning is already very obvious.

"Then, since Mr. Mu means this, then I will announce that the Cantonese chef has failed to defend the competition! The Italian chef has successfully attacked the competition!"

Mu Qiu's final result is still fair. As a Chinese, he finally gave it to the chef on the European side.

"Hehe, is this really the so-called playboy??"

The top chef in France was a little surprised. After all, this kind of diner is really rare, and this kind of person often has hidden merit and fame, and basically will not appear in this kind of occasion.

"Then invite the next challenger now, the new challenger needs a victory now!"

The poorly dressed host spoke loudly with a microphone.

Mu Qiu turned around and crossed his legs. Although this kind of thing is not what he likes, but it's coming anyway, and it's OK to stir up some heat for himself.

"Anyway, this guy is not stupid, just wait and see, whatever he wants, anyway, everything is for tomorrow's business."

"ah?"

"You can watch it tomorrow, this Mu Qiu, may become the person who advances the world's technology."

Mu Qiu raised his hand and looked at his watch, the hour hand was already pointing to 9 o'clock, this kind of competition was long enough, nothing else.

And the next chef who came up was also from China.

But he is a Sichuan cuisine chef with deep merit and fame.

In the eyes of many people, Sichuan cuisine is nothing more than all kinds of hot pot and all kinds of spicy food, but in fact Sichuan cuisine is not such a simple and tasteless thing at all.

The chef here in Sichuan cuisine is an old guy, although his face is wrinkled, but this is often the biggest symbol of this professional experience.

But Mu Qiu became interested. He was really curious about this kind of food. After all, this kind of pure Chinese cuisine is often not popular here, but it can still be recognized by many people.

"So, the matchup we can see today is really exciting. The collision between the West and China is always what we want to see the most! Isn't it!"

The audience in the audience are all very serious people eating melons. Of course, this kind of drama is everyone's favorite to see.

Wait, what this Sichuan chef brought out seems a bit interesting.

So many ingredients, omg this is, Buddha jumps over the wall!

This is kind of interesting.

And the chefs in Europe have already started preparations, and now the initial rehearsal has ended, and now it is the time of intense heat, the initial temptation has been completely over, and now it is up to everyone to come up with their own methods It's time.

"Buddha jumps over the wall, the most essential part is the last spoonful of cooking wine, which can be said to be the soul of the whole dish."

Mu Qiu narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

"I didn't expect it, Young Master Mu. It looks like you don't care about things. I didn't expect you to be quite accomplished."

"Go, go, this kind of thing, it's not like you haven't seen it before."

On the other hand, the chef in Italy actually cooked a pot of soup.

"Red wine,, could it be,, witch soup?!"

Witch soup is a gypsy dish, but the recipe has always been passed on from female to male. Can a male chef really be able to make this gypsy dish?

"Witch soup, this is a gypsy dish. I didn't expect a male Italian chef to cook this kind of dish."

The French chef had also seen the soup from the Italian chef, and muttered.

"I said that the current dishes are really weird. They actually use red wine to make soup,"

"Damn it, our Chinese food is better. Is this red wine soup really drinkable??"

All the Chinese people who watched the live broadcast were bewildered. After all, this kind of wonderful cuisine is really unacceptable to the majority of Chinese people.

But the Chinese chef over here is not in a hurry, and is working slowly.

"But Buddha Jumping over the Wall is not a Sichuan dish. Does he have any special skills?"

Mu Qiu rubbed his chin and looked at the situation in the arena.

Buddha jumping over the wall is an extremely complicated dish. Although the steps are cumbersome, the final result is worth the wait. . ,,.