Author: Excellent Sesame

The next second, the fork in the female judge's hand fell on the plate, making a crisp sound with the plate, and then she covered her face and choked.

The host had no idea what to do. He asked the staff to pass tissues while maintaining order on the scene, saying: "After the demonstration just now, I think everyone knows that this fried chicken steak made by Chef He must be

It’s not simple. The remaining two judges have also tasted it. I don’t know what kind of reaction they will have. Now I will try it too and see what kind of dish can cause the two judges to lose their temper one after another..."

After saying that, he cut off the old judge's unfinished chicken steak into a small piece.

And when he stuffed the small piece of chicken steak into his mouth, an extremely shocking shock wave rushed towards his Tianling Gai. He felt that all his internal organs were being attacked, and no combat power could resist it. He heard a sound above his head.

Someone was singing hymns for him, and the moment his soul ascended to heaven, he saw his childhood hometown.

Brick and stone tile houses, field roads, near noon, smoke was everywhere. He was wearing crotchless pants, sweating profusely from playing, and returned home hungry.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw that his mother had prepared the dishes and put them on the table. She came over and patted the mud on his body.

She smiled beautifully and gently. She didn't blame him in the slightest. She even asked him to sit down in his seat and fed him spoonful by spoonful.

Looking back on his glorious and glorious life when he left his hometown to work in the city, he always complained too much and showed too little care to the woman who took care of him since he was a child. Every time he called, he said impatiently, "I know, Mom."

Only a few years later, when he saw that woman again, he suddenly realized that the woman had white hair and was much different from the youthful and beautiful appearance she had when she was a child.

He has long forgotten his original intention, and he has forgotten that the purpose of making money is to support her!

A man in his thirties suddenly squatted on the stage, holding the microphone in one hand, covering his eyes with the other, and cried loudly.

People in the audience looked at it and felt that something was wrong. They were all dumbfounded.

Didn't they really stumble into some emotional show?

Why can I cry after eating a dish? Is this scientific and reasonable? I’m afraid it’s not just a bunch of trolls!

Fortunately, there were two sensible judges. They didn't cry. They just looked more complicated than the other. The two were silent for a while, and then one of them said, "It's really hard to imagine that you can eat like this in your lifetime."

I can’t comment on the deliciousness of this dish.”

Another judge also said: "Such a creative and soulful dish can no longer be included in the scope of the competition. It should be called art and enter the palace of food appreciation."

Chef Wang couldn't believe this fact at all. Regardless of his face, he rushed forward and ate all the remaining chicken steaks in front of the female judges in his mouth. He didn't believe that a high school girl could make something delicious.

They were bribed...

Bribed.

Before I could say the last two words, my mind went blank.

He had forgotten what he wanted to say, because the overwhelming deliciousness swept over him and knocked him down.

What a wonderful taste it is, the golden quicksand rolling on the tip of the tongue is actually made up of grains of rice. Each grain of rice is completely stained with egg liquid, mixed with the fragrance of chicken, slightly sour and sweet.

Under the unique flavor of the sauce, when you bite into it, the chicken steak is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. They are two completely opposite extremes.
Chapter completed!