Chapter 27 Investor Representatives Visit

"If you make a mistake, you will make a mistake, just pay attention next time." Shen Yao sighed, and began to think about remedies.

Xu Xu was a little surprised when he didn't get the expected answer.

He originally thought that such a low-level and fatal mistake was absolutely unforgivable, and he was ready to accept criticism, but he didn't expect that he would be wrong if he just waited for a light and fluffy mistake.

The contrast between these made his heart a little empty.

He has always followed the golden rule as if at this moment a crack appeared.

Xu Xu has always been proud and self-confident in front of people, as if he is so perfect that he is like a statue, a wind-up doll, any slight mistake will be magnified unprecedentedly.

From his childhood results to his current team record, he seems to be born for results. Once he makes a mistake, the halo he is given because of his results will dissipate, and his whole person seems to have lost the value of survival.

"Is it wrong to be wrong?" Xu Xu said to himself.

Does it mean that mistakes, even low-level mistakes, can be forgiven?

Shen Yao has good hearing, and when she heard Xu Xu's conversation, she replied, "Otherwise? Now of course we have to find a remedy. You can't shrink yourself into a vegetable pot to fish out the salt, can you?"

"Oh." Xu Xu added sullenly.

Xu Xuxu: [Ahhhh!Xu Dui looked like a good kid in kindergarten, he would listen carefully to the teacher's speech. 】

I hate wafers to death: [Fickle woman, you just said that Shen Yao is like a beautiful little girl being chased and hugged by adults. 】

After Han Yue came out, Shen Yao stuffed the dish that Xu Xu killed so badly into the trash can.

Fortune Restaurant will send the daily food waste to the feed factory, and these vegetables will be processed into pig feed, which is not strictly considered a waste of food.

"Okay, now the production time is over, all guests, please bring the food to the table, and wait for the judges and teachers to taste it."

Chen Yiqian sat down with several master chefs in the field of traditional dishes, and before taking their seats, he glanced at Shen Yao meaningfully.

When Shen Yao saw Chen Yiqian, her eyes stared like copper bells, she almost buried her head in the ground.

What's going on, how could Chen Yiqian come here at this time.

Seeing Chen Yiqian, Shen Yao subdued her behavior instantly without knowing it, and even lost the courage to go crazy in the street, and even didn't dare to rush up to kiss her beautiful sister.

There is a sense of embarrassment of being caught by the head teacher on the spot for doing bad things.

Since the judges came, the distribution of cameras has changed. This link is mainly used to promote the promotion of Anhui cuisine in Hongyun Restaurant. The invited master chefs are naturally the focus of shooting.

However, Chen Yiqian, as the biggest investor of this program, sat in the corner of the judging panel very low-key. There was a separate small camera position, which controlled the shooting height and did not let Chen Yiqian's face into the mirror.

"Mr. Chen, try the meal made by the guests, and comment on it." The bald chicken moved closer to Chen Yiqian's side, and cleaned the bowls and chopsticks for him with his own hands.

He still has a variety show in his hand, and he wants to pull Chen Yiqian to inject more capital, eat it once or eat it every time, the bald chicken is like a bright mirror in his heart.

Chen Yiqian turned his head slightly to one side, his forehead hair drooped naturally, slightly covering his eyelids, and the light was reflected on his face, giving off a fine halo.

Shen Yao saw what he had explained to the bald chicken in a low voice, and she felt awe in her heart, even talking about eating, it must be a big project costing hundreds of billions!
"You bring that plate of squirrel mandarin fish to the table next to me." Chen Yiqian explained to the director in a deep voice.

The three people couldn't grasp such a difficult dish like squirrel mandarin fish at first glance, it must have been made by Shen Yao.

She had never cooked such a complicated dish when he was at home with Shen Yao, but it was a lot of trouble to be on the show.

"Huh?" The bald chicken almost thought that he had a hearing problem. Mr. Chen's attention was not on the running of the variety show, but the plate of squirrel mandarin fish?
"Mr. Chen, it's like this. We have a competition. The plate of squirrel mandarin fish is the kohlrabi of the resident guests. Maybe the master chef should try it." Bald chicken explained, only hoping that the big Buddha can raise his hand, Don't mess with the program design at will.

Chen Yiqian's eyes turned back and forth on the director's face, and there was a little dissatisfaction hidden in his dark eyes.

"That's like this" Bald Chicken said silently three times in his heart, money is hard to earn, and food is unpalatable, so he thought of a compromise plan for Chen Yiqian, "Why don't you let the master take the first bite, and then I will serve you the food come up?"

Chen Yiqian picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, then closed the lid: "Just follow your original procedure, don't worry about me."

Auv, who dares to ignore you, no matter you can still have someone's good fruit to eat?

The bald chicken dared not speak out, but obediently stood aside as the background board.

The table at the judges' seat was covered with red silk, and the dishes were spontaneously divided into two categories, which were placed on both sides of the table.

The old master at the table sat in the middle of the seat, with a kind face, piercing eyes, and seemed to be in good spirits.

Looking at the dishes served, he nodded with satisfaction.

Not all those agar vegetables, a combination of Chinese and Western, that's good.

Sometimes professional people should do professional things. Fu Chen is worthy of being a master of the Hui school. Although the dishes he makes are less than theirs, they are all exquisite.

Huizhou steamed chicken, stinky mandarin fish, Daobanxiang and other dishes can all be named roughly.

It made the plate of squirrel mandarin fish a little pitiful.

"It's okay, the bald chicken said that quantity is as important as quality. Our dishes are several more dishes than theirs, and I have the advantage." Shen Yao comforted everyone, but the persuasion was not strong enough.

I hate wafers: [It doesn't matter whether you win or not, what we focus on is a sense of participation. 】

Strawberry Bobo Tea: [Is it true that no one pays attention to the investor representative?Those knuckles, that figure, that voice, ah, I'm going to transform into Happy Superman on the spot! 】

Appropriate amount of salt: [It looks very expensive, and there are several w in a suit of conservative clothes (without the wrist watch). 】

"Since I'm the judge, I'll move the first chopsticks first." The old man in the middle smiled and cast his eyes on the squirrel mandarin fish.

The squirrel mandarin fish is a masterpiece of Suzhou cuisine, with exquisite workmanship and unique shape. The fish meat has been processed with a special knife method, which needs to be sliced ​​clearly.

"Hand skills, you need to practice more." The master chef tapped the irregular edges and corners with the chopsticks, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Hey, that. Fu Chen practice more, his knife skills are good."

"Okay, I'll practice more when I have time." Shen Yao stood up from the four of them, lowered her head to be a good student who was humbly asking for advice.

When the master saw that it was Shen Yao who stood up, he was suddenly a little surprised. Looking at his young face, he is a malleable talent. He should find a good master to practice with him.

(End of this chapter)

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