Chapter: 912
All eyes turned to the bold Zhang Li.
"What did you say?" Niu Xuebo was a little angry, his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Do you have something to say here?"
"How not?"
Suddenly, a louder voice sounded from beside him in a rough tone: "This is not a business, nor a meeting, anyone can speak, right?"
"ah?"
Niu Xuebo's expression froze, he looked at Liu Qingfeng blankly, and it took two seconds for him to recover, his face flushed, and he hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Director Liu is right, cough, that, everyone, be more casual." ,freedom of speech."
While talking, Niu Xuebo felt that something was wrong. Liu Dong personally brought the four chef gods here, obviously not to cheer him up, that is...
He glanced at Zhang Han, his expression was full of horror, and a thought that made him feel terrible rose up in his heart:
He, knows Liu Qingfeng!
hiss!
What a crime I have done! If this offends Director Liu, I...
For a moment, Niu Xuebo was about to cry, but he was completely wilted.
At this time, the other bosses didn't dare to say a word. They felt sensitively that what happened today was extraordinary.
None of them dared to speak, let alone the other judges and everyone watching, which made the field fall into silence again.
"This little beauty is right, the competition has to show the attitude of a competition, isn't the dish ready? Bring it up and taste it!" Liu Qingfeng said with a wave of his hand.
"Okay, bring it here quickly." Niu Xuebo hurriedly said to the store manager.
The store manager quickly brought over the two dishes, and placed a clean small plate and chopsticks on the table in front of Liu Qingfeng.
"Please taste." The store manager whispered.
"Who made this abalone?" Liu Qingfeng picked up the chopsticks and asked when he was about to add food.
"It was made by Lu Chao, the head chef of the small shop." Niu Xuebo replied.
"Oh, then why is no one tasting this fried rice?" Liu Qingfeng asked.
"this......"
"They just said it was perfunctory, not as good as pig food, and they all refused to taste it." Zhang Li said loudly.
As soon as this remark came out, the expressions of Niu Xuebo and the others paused, and they all stared at Liu Qingfeng and his expression carefully.
Liu Qingfeng didn't show any expression, but his words made Niu Xuebo and the others break out in cold sweat.
"Oh, pig food? Then I'll try this pig food?" Liu Qingfeng said casually, picked up a chopstick of fried rice, put it into his mouth and ate it.
When he just took the first bite, Liu Qingfeng felt that it was too bland, without the saltiness and the unique taste of the seasoning.
But when chewing the second bite, the pure aroma of rice diffused, the third bite, the taste of the eggs began to permeate, and the fourth bite, the mixed aroma of eggs and rice occupied the entire mouth.
The more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes, just like some high-quality rice and steamed buns, even if you eat them dry, you will still have this feeling after taking a bite, but the rice in Crescent Bay is of a much higher grade.
After taking a bite, Liu Qingfeng's eyes lit up: "Well, this pig food is not bad, hehe, I won't eat this abalone, I always eat it, I'm tired of it, as for the evaluation, I won't say it, give it to me." Let the four cooking gods beside you evaluate it."