Chapter 845: : Scenery walking on the road (Part 1)

You ate the fish.
It lives in the memory of your tongue.
The subtext of Xia Yu’s sentence is not just a sense of the classic line "I ate you and we are one with you and we will never part". This time Wei Qinglian was suddenly hit by the mind, and the top of the head seemed to be bleeding. Damage value.
Depressed!
It's like reading several depression works repeatedly. The stomach hurts and the sadness flows against the river, which is difficult to express in words. Wei Qinglian's pretty face was pale, she covered her small belly and murmured, "I ate Kun Kun..."
Xia Yu was surprised when she saw her reaction, "I said Ms. Yu Chu, you are too deep in the drama, come back quickly! In addition, can you tell me, what did you eat?"
He really didn't understand the situation.
Uh.
After all, it was the first time to use the full heart, that is, the meaning of the golden frame food to cook the dishes. In other words, Xia Yu didn’t even think too much when he just cooked, just empty his head and let himself fly, soar freely, so I saw Wei Qinglian had such intense tasting feedback, and Xia Yu was embarrassed in his heart. It was estimated that he had released a monster again. This is a problem!
Wei Qinglian stared at him with a look at the culprit, "You are too bad!"
She was so angry that she was wiping tears.
"It's you who let us eat the beautiful story, and now it's you who is here to pierce the beautiful story!"
"Can you stop selling maliciously!"
Wei Qinglian was nearly emotionally collapsed, and the last sentence vaguely cried.
The camera immediately focused on the female chef who was about to run away.
"what!"
Under the stage, Zhu Qing covered his face and said, "This stinky boy has crushed a woman again."
"However, hey, Wei Qinglian was planted again in A Yu's hands, and he was greatly disturbed by his cooking. Hey, this is a culinary showdown with the highest honor of the younger generation in the Chinese world, and it must be replayed by the media. When Wei Qinglian breaks away from the memory of the tip of her tongue and sees herself running away on the TV, she sees that A Yu must be ashamed to raise her head, and her status will naturally be lower.
Listening to Zhu Qing's mischievous self-talk, her girlfriend Zhao Tong was pulling her sleeve around, laughing and pointing at the corner of her mouth, "I said A Qing, can you wipe the corner of your mouth first, don't be a phase."
Xia Yu didn't know how to respond to Wei Qinglian, but could only stare at her apologetically.
Did not reach the exaggerated point of tears, Wei Qinglian was still strong, tears gleaming faintly in her eyes, and the tears were controlled by her in the next minute or two.
There was no tearing effect, and there was a disappointed voice in the audience. A demon fan of unknown truth shouted: "Xia Demon, your tear gas, the effect is not dripping!"
Ye Feizhou's fan group, who also couldn't understand the situation, booed.
"Yeah, he succeeded in disgusting a judge!"
"Good news!"
"In this way, we Zhouzhou hold a ticket firmly?!"
Ye Feizhou on the stage didn't appreciate it. Seeing the turmoil in the stadium was gradually unstoppable, he lowered his face slightly and shouted, "Everyone is quiet!"
Everyone was surprised to see Ye Feizhou who took the initiative to maintain order.
Xia Yu also looked over.
Ye Feizhou had an exquisite heart, knowing that the situation was wrong, he shook his head gently, took two steps, and approached the faucet with his eyes closed, trying to call: "Master..."
The faucet opened his eyes slowly.
His eyes, the calm and deepness of the beginning, like the ancient well dropped into the stone, with a circle of ripples.
"Please give pointers!" Ye Feizhou bowed at the faucet, and bowed almost ninety degrees, with a sincere look on his face.
Obviously Ye Feizhou wanted to let the faucet come forward to give this culinary showdown and judge the next victory or defeat.
Hey!
Silent sigh.
The fluctuations in his eyes turned to hide deeply, and the faucet looked at Xia Yu in this way. One minute, two minutes, he could see Xia Yu's hair all over his body in a dead atmosphere. Yeah, this old guy looked at us with emotion , Do you want me to pick up soap? Yuck, Xia Yu quickly stopped this wave of brains that were wild and unruly, and she couldn't help but say: "How to say?"
"Slap, crack, crack..."
In response to him, there was a burst of applause, and the sound spread further and further, and finally resounded throughout the stadium.
The dragon head succeeded in bringing a wave of rhythm. Then, Lan Fengxian, Carl Sage, and the unknown Lin Chu who played soy sauce also all applauded Xia Yu with applause.
Wei Qinglian in the camera has red eyes, she stared at Xia Yu longer than the leader, at least ten minutes, from the annoyance at the beginning, to the vague voice of fans who sent blades to return Kun to me, Until now, it is a mixture of complexity and shock.
"why why!"
Wei Qinglian clenched her fist, "It's just that people can't refuse it!"
"It's a sad story!"
"But if time goes back and let me go back to 15 minutes ago, there is the same medicated fish soup in front of us, I may still..." She murmured, her face turned strange, "Is it necessary to love it Did you eat it? Why should you eat it, ah, because it is originally a delicious ingredient, what is wrong with the ingredients to serve the appetite, and the people take food as the sky. What’s more, how I hope to keep it and eat Isn’t it another fit after it’s gone?"
There was a shake in his eyes.
"No!" The woman covered her head with both hands, and her eyes were only the coldness of the chef when she slaughtered the living creature. "It's just an ingredient, how can I have a ridiculous emotion for it!"
I don't know how many viewers watched the live TV and shuddered.
This female celebrity chef looks blackened and terrible.
"Did I lose?"
The applause of the leader brought the sound wave of the whole stadium, Ye Feizhou was in it, and he was stunned and looked close at hand. He admired the master who was regarded as an absolute idol on weekdays, and gave applause to the enemy. The ground is full of loneliness.
Lost!
For the first time, Ye Feizhou did not blame anyone, nor did he complain that Master Zun was too fair and rigorous to praise his opponent.
Blame me, I am not good at cooking!
I am not as good as others.
Ye Feizhou bit his lip tightly, biting hard, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his lip.
Before the game, the unprecedented courage, the so-called chef's courage, condensed by the "Thousands of people go forward" is announced. When the result of no suspense is announced, it is announced that the smoke will disappear~EbookFREE.me~Ye Feizhouding Xia Yu, who smiled and responded calmly in the applause, had a thought in his mind: "... Is this the attitude of the devil that is spread by the outside world?"
If Xia Yu heard Ye Feizhou's voice, he would definitely smile.
Xiongtai, you misunderstood me
It was too embarrassing. Xia Yu was dumbfounded by the work of letting himself go and applauding the leader for a long time.
Is it really that powerful?
Cough, I think about it too!
Xia Yu was guilty, and cast a flashing gaze on the sixth bowl of fish soup on the table, "Give me the hurry up, I can't hold back this awkward laugh!"
At this moment, a close young voice said:
"Can you taste your dishes?"
The lights again focused on the two young players.
Ye Feizhou sincerely requested: "Please make me worship your masterpiece!"
Xia Yu's mouth twitched, "I put this remark on the Internet, and I think it is ridiculous."
The implication is to say that Ye Feizhou's polite, uttering such a sentence can't generate a sense of disgust at all.
"You have no problem tasting," Xia Yu said with amusement, "but only half a bowl!"
Say, take another bowl, the bowl of soup on the kitchen counter will be divided into two.
Even the small golden fish pieces in the soup were carefully cut into two parts by Xia Yu with bamboo chopsticks. There are good reasons for his caution. Any trace of excess flavor will destroy the deliciousness of the soup and the quality of the cooking. At this time, only bamboo knives and kitchenware can be reassuring. what? You say use a knife? A slight smell of metal utensils will destroy the whole pot of soup.
Ye Feizhou looked at him in detail and couldn't help glancing.
"Give you"
So, Xia Yu and Ye Feizhou each took half a bowl and drank them at the same time in front of the camera.
"No wonder I lost..." rw