The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Yan Chenxi's soft voice echoed above the square.

This is the first time these people who run Yanjia cuisine have heard such words about Yanjia cuisine.

Dashan still couldn't believe it. Before all the judges, he ate a few dishes cooked by Yan Chenxi.

Victory is not so important to him now.

He just wanted to know, if the Yanjia dishes made by him and Kong Ji are not authentic, then what the authentic taste should be.

The mountain is stuck, this is indeed the taste of Yanjia cuisine, a taste that he and Kong Jiming know how to do, but they can't surpass it.

This taste even surpasses the late Xiong Qiang!

Yan Chenxi’s words moved the boss’s face, and tears fell in her eyes. "Qiangzi once said that to inherit the dishes of the family, we must respect the ingredients. To inherit the inheritance, we must be honest with the people."

In fact, before again, inheritance has been operating with these two points.

By the time Xiong Qiang was in the hands, no matter what the dishes were in those years, the price had not increased too much.

Look at today, Yanjia cuisine has become synonymous with waste and expensive.

The proprietress looked at Yan Chenxi with tears and whirling eyes. Suddenly, she reacted to something, her eyes looked at Yan Chenxi for an instant, and her voice trembled and asked, "Chenxi, you wouldn't be the originator of Yanjia cuisine. Future generations, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, the scene exploded immediately.

Yes, I know the origin of Yanjia cuisine, can make Yanjia cuisine, and can even grow all things that even Kongji doesn't know how to do. And, it has been recognized by the culinary master Wu Lao.

The most important thing is her last name!

As everyone knows, the founder of Yanjia cuisine is the surname Yan!

The words of the proprietress stirred up a thousand waves for a while, and the wave spread among the people on the square.

If they are really the descendants of Yanjia cuisine, then the old plaque belongs to them.

After all, people are surnamed!

When the boss's voice fell, Xiong Wei was already too anxious. His eyes were red, and he stared at the boss's wife, "What is the descendant of the founder? I have never heard of any founder or descendant! What is the surname? Now, the surname can show that she is related to the pioneer of Yanjia cuisine?"

Old Wu stared at Xiong Wei with cold eyes, "Even if Miss Yan is not a descendant of the founder, Miss Yan is a veritable winner in this culinary competition! What else can you say?"

"Me!" Xiong Wei bit his posterior teeth and looked at the town leader.

At this moment, the town leader began to avoid his eyes, apparently starting to avoid him.

Seeing that the old plaque is about to arrive, it has become the result now, so how reconciled he is.

"Leader! Don't you say something!" Xiong Wei looked at the town leader, his eyes full of threats.

Over the years, Xiong Wei has spent much money on the leaders of the town, and he has evidence for this sum. Today, if he can't get the old plaque of inheritance, then no one can think about it.

The town leader saw the threat in Xiong Wei's eyes and was startled, "Xiong Wei, calm down!"

Xiong Wei sneered, "I can't calm down, in short, that old plaque can only be mine!"

He regretted it, he shouldn't have listened to this man long ago, and promised to hold a cooking competition.

"That's right!" Father Xiong also came forward to help, "That was originally my eldest son's stuff, and my eldest son died, that's my bear family's stuff, why should I give it to others!"

"Your eldest son?" Yan Chenxi raised her eyes and looked at Old Man Xiong with a chuckle, "Speaking of your eldest son, aren't you curious about why he died?"

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[The countdown to go home, I will reply to six changes this weekend, and then I will start saving the manuscripts, I will make up for you next month, and I will update them~]