Everyone knows you love me

One of the two was concentrating on eating, while the other was feeling lost, so until the visitor had stood in front of their table for a while, they ignored them intentionally or unintentionally, and did not let the other party wait for the desired reaction.

The chubby man pressed the fat on his stomach, exchanged glances with the two people behind him, and said with a hearty smile, "Hi, excuse me."

Alaszhuo and Su Yongan raised their heads.

"This is Mr. Su Yong'an who wrote "The Gourmet Career of an Imperial Chef in the Tang Dynasty", I have admired him for a long time."

Su Yongan put down the ice cream scoop, and smiled warmly and distantly, "Hello, may I ask who you are?"

"Haha," the chubby man scratched his shiny bald head and laughed, "You are so funny, I am Mao Dongfei, and the two behind me are Mickey and Buddy, who are invited to this year's Heritage Auction Hall. We are not well-known, so it doesn’t matter if you haven’t heard of it.”

With a bold and generous tone and words that were not bold at all, Su Yongan raised his head and looked into Mao Dongfei's eyes. There was no pure malice, but the calculating and scrutinizing eyes still made him uncomfortable.

He squinted his eyes, "I always like to study by myself, so I don't know your seniority, but now that you have helped me find the reason, I can only say: it doesn't matter."

The two men frowned, looked at each other and smiled, and the semi-invisible cameras suspended around the dining table took pictures of the scene.

Xingwang audience excitedly slapped the table: Ma Ma, come and see!Big and small foxes are about to fight!

Mao Dongfei laughed, "Young man, you are really nice."

"Thanks for the compliment."

Buddy with dark brown skin behind Mao Dongfei grinned his big thick lips and said with a smile, "Excuse me, can we sit down?"

"As you wish."

Three big men, plus a chair, squeezed into this slightly smaller dining table.

Su Yongan looked at the meal in front of him, and suddenly lost his appetite. Alaszhuo frowned, and said coldly, "If you are growing up, eat well first, and if you have something to say, wait until you finish eating."

One sentence choked what Buddy was about to say.

The three of Mao Dongfei who had just put on a long talk: "..."

Su Yongan smiled apologetically, and felt that his lost appetite had returned, "I'm really sorry, because I slept too long yesterday, and I already missed two meals. If you are not in a hurry, can you wait for me to finish eating?"

Mickey pressed the oily little black roll on the top of his head with his thin fingers, and said with a smile, "You can do whatever you want. After all, as an excellent gourmet, the most unsightly thing is to starve your stomach. We are not in a hurry."

Su Yong'an said he was being rude, buried his head in the bowl, and plunged into the world of ice cream and pastries again.

During this period, the three of them kept trying to talk to Alastrio, but they all failed. In the end, the three of them could only order a drink and talk to each other about the top figures from all walks of life they met along the way to ease the embarrassment.

Seeing Su Yongan put down his fork, the three of Mao Dongfei immediately stopped their internal chatter and said bluntly, "Actually, the three of us brothers are here today with the purpose of exchanging ideas and making progress together. Competition. After all, being able to gather Mowenxing together is also a fate. Although I feel that any one of the three of us will come out to compete with you, it is suspected of being bullied by the big, but everyone says that you not only understand all kinds of ancient earth China The recipes of the dishes, the dishes made are even more delicious, with endless aftertaste, so today we..."

Su Yongan lazily put down his chopsticks, squinted at the smiling fat man in front of him, a green light flashed in his eyes very quickly, and interjected with a smile, "Okay, let's make some bets."

"...Huh? You promised..."

So at noon that day, all the invitees who came to the open-air plaza for dinner were fortunate enough to witness a super-high-level showdown in the food industry.

There are a row of large pots and a row of chopping boards on both sides of the square. The aroma from each section can make people's noses flutter and their tongues salivate.

On the east side of the square, there are three people headed by Mao Dongfei. Each of them has a big pot in front of them, and their respective spoons and shovels are flying. On the other side, there are three big pots in front of each of them. The movement and hand speed were so fast that only afterimages remained, and even the people standing beside him who wanted to see the specific process were dazzled by the extremely fast hand shadows.

This method can only be seen clearly by the audience who are standing in front of the star network and slowing down the playback speed of the camera.

The spatulas, ladles, and spoons in the hands of both parties clanged, and the knives and chopping boards "squeaked" incessantly. Each was equipped with three robots to deliver finished dishes, which were placed on their respective rotating dining tables for everyone to taste.

Toller pulled James, smelling the wonderful fragrance, took his number plate from the robot's hand, put on a handsome and upright posture, and smiled at it, "That is to say, whoever's dish you like, you can give this ticket Vote for who?"

"Yes, sir," the robot replied, ignoring his charm.

"Hey, buddy, this is good!" James took the number plate, "You can eat and play, and most importantly, this is simply delicious!"

Toller nodded, "It's just a reward for us who just stayed up late and finished work. Compared with the battleship performance debate and interstellar expansion strategy that passed by just now, it's simply too much praise!"

The two walked into the open-air square together, looking at the bustling high-cold people on the east and west sides.The people who are usually calm and elegant have changed their practice of talking more than eating during the dinner. At this moment, they have no other time to spare except for eating, and they have to maintain everyone's demeanor under the surrounding semi-invisible cameras, which feels quite tiring.

After distinguishing the situation, Torel took James to the west side of the water seat corresponding to Su Yongan. One of them held a dinner plate, pulled some food, and moved closer to Elastra while eating, "Hey, what's going on, How do you let the little guys play one against three, one sub-adult against three adults, this is a bit bullying the small, right?"

Eraszhuo was quickly putting the steamed buns that he had been thinking about for a long time, and said with a stern face, "Yong'an is very confident, and he is sure to win the bet."

Toller was taken aback, "Tsk, isn't it, why is the bet so amazing?"

James also nodded, "That's right! There are about [-] people on our side who hold half the sky so hard to imagine. Are you sure the food made by the little guy is enough for us?"

Alaszhuo squinted his eyes, and all the people who were dining at the water table on the west side suddenly felt a chill all over, "If Yong'an wins, they will all be free chefs for three months after the new Yong'an restaurant opens. .”

Toller was taken aback and praised excitedly, "Cool! What if the little guy loses?"

"Yongan explained to them the sources or production methods of at least three ingredients in "The Royal Kitchen"."

The two stopped their movements, looked at the semi-invisible cameras constantly flying in the open-air square, and meditated while chewing: I always feel that Su Yongan has lost a lot in this competition.

"They said they got the little guy's production method after they started the Yong'an competition. As expected of the old fox, it's simply too treacherous!"

James nodded, looked at Su Yongan who was leisurely holding a pair of knives and cutting vegetables on two chopping boards on the opposite side of the water table, nodded, "No matter how fast it is, it can be seen clearly when it slows down."

Alustriel emptied the plate and went to the water table to continue to add food, "He doesn't seem to care about rumors about the recipe."

Toller was puzzled, while James was chewing and connected to the star network to find the essence of wisdom from netizens.

Unsurprisingly, there was already a commotion on the Starnet.

In addition to the full-screen licking parties, slobbering parties, mutual spraying parties, and brain-dead parties, the rational party monopolizes the textual research and analysis building: "If Su Yongan wins, he can justly let Mickey, Buddy, and Mao Dongfei be his new opponents." The restaurant has become famous, and by the way, through this grand event, it will publicize that it will rely on the restaurant; if it loses, it only needs to contribute the source and production method of the three ingredients. But the live broadcast on the whole network means that the cooking method has been leaked, and I feel a little disadvantaged. I don't understand Su Yongan's intentions. The rest of the analysis comes from downstairs."

"After Su Yongan confirms that all the recipes in "The Royal Kitchen" are true, he can further promote his "Royal Kitchen" and successfully grab a foothold in the food industry. I still feel a little bit at a loss, so I will continue downstairs."

"I can't think of any other reasons. I feel that Su Yongan was played by those three old foxes this time. What do you think downstairs?"

"Now it's three big foxes against one little fox. Each has his own gain and each has his own loss. In the end, who can play who can play whom has to be seen at the end! Are there any supplements downstairs?"

"I think that Mr. Yong'an, who can write such a good article with rigorous thinking, dialectical relationship, interlocking and climaxes, must be a person whose thinking is very fast. He must be able to play with those three old foxes. Come on, Mr. Yong'an." !"

"...The upstairs is full of stupid fans, I can't get on with this topic, let's continue downstairs!"

……

James was still sorting out his thoughts, and Alaszhuo had discovered the enemy's situation for the first time. After filling the plate, he walked towards Su Yongan.

Toller looked up, and saw Su Yongan who was throwing his spoon at the end of the water mat, and Yu Tao who was wearing a bright red body and was emitting strong hormones behind him.

At this time, he was looking at Su Yong'an affectionately, eating quickly without losing his image, and chatting with Su Yong'an without losing his wit and clarity.

Regarding Yu Tao's skill, netizens on Xingwang summed it up in one sentence: "Only male lions in the world can make such a balanced and perfect choice between food and beauty, and truly do not waste their body." function of every organ in the

Toller closed his chin and murmured, "The male lion is in heat again! Mess with the little guy, he doesn't want to live!"