Chapter 327: Food that shocked foreigners

After the intense primary elections of local governments, each province selected three contestants to enter Beijing. The eliminated chefs could only lament that the luck was not good and the journey was ill.

Even if there are only three contestants in each province, there are more than fifty people gathered in the eighteen provinces.

What surprised Ye Zhikui was that *** also sent participants. In order to show his closeness to the Republic of China government, the newly formed *** government actually reduced his identity and participated in the Chinese Food Competition. This surprised Ye Zhikui and missed the butcher even more. If it were not for the butcher's efforts, the two-pronged approach of slavery and killing the unruly Japanese could achieve such an effect.

Deep in the hall, Shigego stood at the door of the hall, smiling at the ministers from all over the country. Ye Zhikui handed him this small job, and he was energetic and strived to do better. Restaurants and other businesses were all within the scope of business. Therefore, after discussing with the Ministry of Agriculture, Industry and Commerce, he decided to choose with various places to hold a grand event that was unprecedented.

A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops came to meet each other. When I met people, I regarded the chef as a soldier and myself as a general, and was deeply intoxicated.

"Hey, Qian opens his eyes, what are you thinking? I don't know I'm here." Xiao Linglong passed by Shiwu's side and saw him squinting his eyes. The old god was leisurely, and he couldn't help but spread his palm and shook it in front of him and asked.

"Yes, it's Miss Linglong. I was shocked and wandered around the world. I hope I will forgive you." When I saw someone, I secretly wiped my sweat and said solemnly.

Among Ye Zhikui and his wife, he was not afraid of the graceful and dignified Sheng Huiyi. He should have a great demeanor for Sheng Huiyi and never be petty. He was not afraid of the generous and sleek Bai Weiwei, because Bai Weiwei had much experience and knew the hardship of being a subordinate.

He was only afraid of the weird Xiao Linglong. Xiao Linglong did not lose any girl's personality. She was not a noble god, but a woman centered on herself and Ye Zhikui. Most of the women have common characteristics such as being jealous of her.

After Xiao Linglong became pregnant, she seemed to have changed a lot and giggled, "You fat guy, every time you speak, you sound so nice. If you don't talk to you too much, I'm going to take my child in to eat."

The banquet hall is filled with eight large tables, wine tables and chairs.

However, the middle is completely separated and clearly divided into foreign and Chinese areas. The reason why we have to do this is to create two sets of standards because Ye Zhikui wants to determine that those famous dishes are suitable for domestic sales and those famous dishes are suitable for export.

Just like the later generations of Apple phones, if you want to earn a lot of silver from the other party, you can only cater to other people's tastes. Of course, this change does not mean that we Chinese people are humble and change ourselves in order to cater to the other party's tastes. Chinese people have their own tastes and do not need to change anything for others, so there are two sets of evaluation methods for Chinese and Western.

French Minister Grelis frowned and looked at the meals placed with others. He turned his head and said unhappily to the waiter next to him: "I want my own share. It's too unhygienic to share with others."

Several other ministers who were used to using tableware alone nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry, gentlemen, if you think you don't hygiene, you're a big mistake, because we are also like this, public chopsticks, can only pick things up into our own bowl, but we can't use it to put them into our mouths. If you can't do it, we will prepare a separate portion of food for you, but to avoid waste, we hope you can finish it."

Grelis knew that some Chinese dishes were very large, so he couldn't help but say embarrassedly: "Don't worry, we know how to use public chopsticks, but I hope you prepare champagne and whiskey for us, rather than Chinese liquor. God, you must know that those colorless liquors really don't taste good when they drink."

It seems that Grilis is here to smash the situation today, not to be sarcastic, as if everything in China is dissatisfied with him.

The waiter's face changed, but he still didn't say much.

Just as the ministers from various countries were already talking, there was a huge kitchen behind the hall. In the kitchen, the famous chefs were carefully and nervously making special dishes.

Zhou Xingxing was sweating from his forehead, and he was still making the ordinary fried rice with no fancy techniques. A chef from Shandong cuisine next to him glanced at him disdainfully, how did this kid get in?

The Shandong chef kept hitting Zhou Xingxing like a show-off, either suddenly throwing the pot high and letting the food inside roll in the sky. Or just a few times, the ingredients were cut so that they could be calculated by a slight difference.

"It's time to serve!" When most of the famous chefs finished their work and stood there motionlessly, the competition supervisor next to them shouted.

Suddenly, countless neat and neatly dressed up Boat Halls brought out portions of food from the kitchen in an orderly manner.

Of course, they have marked in advance what kind of food and who did it.

The main ingredient of a plate of "There are thousands of knots in the heart" is tofu. When the exquisite beautiful dish was brought to Grelis, he stared at the dish that was somewhat similar to the human heart, but when it was connected one by one in his heart, he couldn't help but say in a secret: "Art is simply art. Even if it tastes tasteless, it can already be compared with any famous French dish in terms of viewing."

The whole table of foreigners opened their eyes wide and watched carefully, for fear of damaging the work of art.

It’s so superb, it’s simply a clever craft. No one wants to take the lead in destroying this beautiful artistic conception.

"Please taste it. After tasting it, if the full score is 10, you will give this dish a few points." The waiter smiled faintly and urged to look at the stunned Grelis.

"Okay, okay, I'll taste it now." Grilis couldn't wait to pick up his chopsticks and wanted to go forward and pick up a piece.

The waiter next to him suddenly stopped him and said, "Mr. Minister, please use public chopsticks for everyone's health."

Grielis was embarrassed and disturbed his head with embarrassment, and said unyieldingly: "I am actually very hygienic. It's nothing if you eat my saliva."

The disgusting expression made the foreigners around him feel refreshed. If this dish wasn't still shocked here, I believe most of them had already left the seat.

There are eight tables, each with the same dish on it, so there will be more than fifty dishes. Of course, in order to affect everyone's full meals and drinks and their tastes, the banquet is asked to stop eating and eating easily. After you taste the fifty dishes and score the scores, you can eat it with unscrupulous appetizers.

In the foreigner area, it was like a wind swaying the broken clouds, and the autumn wind swept through the fallen leaves. As soon as a dish came, it immediately entered their stomachs. If Ye Zhikui was here, he would definitely be curious about the structure of the belly of foreigners.

It's so delicious that it can't be described in words. Even the picky Grilis touched his bulging belly and couldn't say bad things.

"Chinese food is good, but wine is not good." Grilis rolled his eyes and raised his champagne and said with a smile to the foreigners around him.

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp sound suddenly sounded, as if it was the sound of wine bottles also coming into contact with each other.

Then the fragrance filled the entire hall. What kind of wine was this? It was so fragrant.

It turned out that a waiter saw that foreigners didn't take Chinese wine seriously, so he deliberately dropped a bottle and broke it to the ground, which caused a sensation.

When the foreigner smelled such a fragrance, he quickly asked the name of the wine.

"This wine is called Maotai, and it has a history of hundreds of years in China." The waiter replied with a smile.
Chapter completed!