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When everyone heard Jiang Dachuan's words, they also remembered, as if the other party did not admit defeat.

On the contrary, it was Jiang Xi who identified Jiang Dachuan as the loser, which led to the preconceived feeling that Jiang Dachuan had indeed lost.

However, judging from the current situation, Jiang Dachuan was indeed a loser, and he said he was willing to go downhill.

But what does Jiang Dachuan mean?

Jiang Dachuan didn't care about the strange eyes of these people at all, and continued: "The dishes are good-looking and expensive. Of course I can't compare them to this foreign friend. But have you forgotten that dishes are for eating."

"Yes, the dishes are for food, not for viewing." Chen Dong said with a smile beside him.

Jiang Xi shook his head and sighed: "If that's the case, let the confidante try it, so that you can be convinced that you lose."

Li Hongyan left Chen Dong and said with a smile: "Well, I will eat first before talking about this. However, I am the only one who eats. I am afraid that some people will think I am too subjective. Therefore, I want everyone to eat together, based on your results. How about winning or losing?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xi's eyes suddenly brightened. He was worried that Li Hongyan would be partial to Chen Dong, so he naturally said immediately: "Okay, Hongyan is right, and everyone says that it is delicious."

"I have no opinion either." Chen Dong said indifferently.

Of course, this is confidence in Jiang Dachuan. Although Jiang Dachuan does not have a chef certificate or the like, the things he makes are absolutely top-notch.

Speaking of it, Chen Dong was only conquered by Jiang Dachuan's skewers.

Jiang Dachuan took the initiative to turn to Wilson at this time, and smiled and said to him: "Mr. Wilson, I think you have a vague way of Chinese food in the process of cooking, and I must dabble in Chinese food. If you want, I think Would you please come and taste my authentic Chinese home-cooked dishes?"

"Okay, I am willing." Wilson replied in silence for a moment.

In fact, Wilson really underestimated Jiang Dachuan at the beginning, but he also paid attention to Jiang Dachuan's cooking during the cooking process.

The more I look at it, the more shocked Wilson is. He has learned Chinese food, not only Chinese food, but also some cooking methods in other countries. He also understands more or less.

Wilson could see that Jiang Dachuan should not have received professional culinary teaching, and most of his techniques are his own.

Caixiang is not deceiving, that is to say, Jiang Dachuan's cuisine does not look good, but it is delicious, so Wilson is also curious about the taste of Jiang Dachuan's cuisine.

Among Jiang Dachuan's dishes, Wilson is most curious, of course, the black clay pot.

Mainly the sour and salty scent, which really makes the people's tongue produce fluid.

Jiang Dachuan smiled politely, and saw Wilson look at the black clay pot and said: "This pot is actually just a pot of ordinary Bazhen soup."

While talking, Jiang Dachuan used a towel to pad his hands and lifted the hot lid.

Suddenly, the rich fragrance overflowed, and in an instant it filled the entire yard. The fragrance penetrated into the noses of everyone present, making many people can't help but stir their throats.

"Cooking is actually the same as being a human being. It's not enough. It needs to be just right. Of course, there are some specialties. Some people like salty, some like lighter, and some like spicy."

When Jiang Dachuan said here, he glanced at Wilson and continued: "Every dish we cook is made for the guests. We have to adjust the ingredients and heat according to the tastes and moods of the guests. ."

Others may think that Jiang Dachuan is showing off, but after hearing this, Wilson's expression suddenly changed.

For a chef, in fact, what Jiang Dachuan said is just some basic common sense. Wilson once also kept this in mind.

But I don't know when Wilson has forgotten these things. From the concept of customer first, he becomes solipsism.

That is, what I make is what you like to eat, whether you like it or not!

Jiang Xi pursed his lips and said: "It's unpredictable, but it's actually just a dish. It's the same thing you said, it's delicious or not, you only know after eating it!"

Jiang Dachuan smiled and stopped playing the piano to the cow.

Chen Dong shook his head, walked over to pick up the spoon and bowl, and scooped out a small bowl of soup from the black soil pot.

There are eight different ingredients in the soup, both meat and vegetables. In fact, in the countryside, this is just a bowl of mixed vegetable soup, really very ordinary.

"Hongyan, happy birthday to you. You are the birthday star, you drink first."

Chen Dong brought the soup to Li Hongyan, said with a smile, and at the same time scooped it up with a small spoon, and fed it to Li Hongyan himself.

Li Hongyan herself is extremely bold, but now that Chen Dong is so delicate, the roots of her ears are a little red, she pulled the broken hair away from her face, and tasted Jiang Dachuan's so-called Bazhen soup.

This scene fell in the eyes of everyone, and naturally caused a riot. Jiang Xi's face became gloomy. If there were not so many people present, he could crush his teeth.

We are in the test, OK, you two are still showing affection as the author, almost regardless of the feelings of others, beasts!

"Is it delicious?" Chen Dong asked softly.

Li Hongyan didn't reply, her eyes were slightly blurred, her cheeks stirred, as if she was still reminiscing the aftertaste between her lips and teeth.

In the Bazhen soup, the sealed black clay pots with the fragrance of various vegetables have long been fused together. At this time, it seems that all the taste buds of Li Hongyan have been opened, and the whole person is immersed in the mellow sweetness.

It took a while for Li Hongyan's eyes to brighten, but without returning to Chen Dong, she pulled the bowl in Chen Dong's hand.

The spoon was useless, Li Hongyan picked up the bowl, worrying about her identity as a girl, and drank the Bazhen soup.

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"Give me another bowl!" Li Hongyan looked at Chen Dong expectantly, as if afraid that Chen Dong would not give her.

When everyone saw this, they all showed a suspicious look, mainly because Li Hongyan's appearance was a bit too exaggerated, it was a bit like a pretend, it was hard to believe.

With a family background like Li Hongyan, what kind of food has never been eaten before, how could such a posture appear, it is impossible!

However, Li Hongyan didn't care about them, and didn't mean to let everyone drink together, still staring straight at Chen Dong.

Chen Dong smiled and nodded, and gave Li Hongyan half a bowl.

Li Hongyan took it over, without saying anything, simply blew a few hot air, and then drank it like before.

"I want a bowl too!" Li Hongyan finished drinking, sighed with enjoyment, and handed the bowl to Chen Dong.

Chen Dong once again served a half bowl to Li Hongyan, and then motioned to Jiang Dachuan to lick a bit for the others, so that everyone could taste it.

The Li family had already brought more than a dozen small bowls. Since the black clay pot itself was not very big, and the soup was not a lot, there were only two small bites in each small bowl.

With the help of Li's family, these bowls were distributed to those present.

Everyone looked at Li Hongyan's expression of enjoyment, and they all tasted a little with the mentality of trying.

Then, just like Li Hongyan, she quickly changed her face and drank all the Bazhen soup in the bowl in one sip!

At the same time, Jiang Xi and Wilson were also dividing the dishes for everyone.

Seeing that his sister was patronizing for soup, Li Yuan could only stand up and say: "Everyone, please, try the dishes of the two chefs."

Everyone started to move after drinking the soup.

But as Li Yuan's words fell, everyone ran to Jiang Dachuan's side by coincidence.

"Soup, soup, I want more!"

"Don't fight with me, it tastes amazing, I have never had such soup when I grew up!"

"No wonder Hongyan didn't say a word, it turned out to be so delicious!"

A lot of people crowded around Jiang Dachuan's dining table in an instant, but unfortunately there were too many monks and porridge, and the black soil pot had already bottomed out.

But everyone is still scrambling, the soup is gone and there are other dishes!

On the other hand, there were not many people on Wilson and Jiang Xi's side, and most of the people who went there chose to eat a little bit, and then went to Jiang Dachuan to grab some food to eat.

In fact, the reason is very simple. They may not have eaten Wilson's dishes that were able to come here, but Longcheng is also an international metropolis, so everyone is tired of western food!

But Jiang Dachuan is different, they usually eat less of these, and Jiang Dachuan made it more authentic, which naturally caused their taste buds to respond.

Wilson looked at Jiang Dachuan, feeling a little helpless. He looked at the Bazhen soup that Jiang Dachuan personally served him in his hand.

However, Wilson did not drink it immediately. Instead, he put it on his mouth and smelled it like a cup of tea. Then he closed his eyes and said with enjoyment: "The taste of the eight ingredients is really round, but it is fine and delicate. It can be distinguished, you can smell eight flavors just by smelling it. No, to be precise, there are nine flavors in total. Great, Jiang’s Bazhen soup, great!"

Regarding Jiang Dachuan’s Bazhen soup, although he has not drunk it yet, Wilson, like the previous Jiang Dachuan, did not make any derogations. It was also a compliment, and it was an expert comment.

"Thank you!"

Jiang Dachuan nodded, stretched out his hand to Wilson, motioned him to drink.

Wilson smiled and picked up the bowl and put it to his mouth, first moistened his lips, then opened his mouth and drank a little bit, then smacked his lips.

Immediately afterwards, the pupils of Wilson's eyeballs spread.

Wilson has studied Chinese food and naturally tasted the soup made by many famous chefs, but he dared to swear by his faith and swear to his God that nothing can compare to the Bazhen soup in his bowl!

"Okay, GOOD, VERYGOOD!!"

Wilson seemed to have recovered his former self from the Bazhen soup, and proactively gave a thumbs up to Jiang Dachuan!

Chen Dong was a little surprised. He didn't expect this foreigner to have a personality. He was not a half-hearted, but a real chef.

Therefore, Chen Dong didn't say Wilson, but directly said to Jiang Xi: "Master Jiang, it seems that your chef has praised this soup, what do you say?"

When Jiang Xi heard this, he couldn't help shouting to Wilson: "Mr. Wilson, I invited you all the way over, how can you help others to speak!"

He didn't expect that Wilson actually put himself together at this last moment, standing on Chen Dong's side, completely like the pig teammate in the game!

Even Jiang Xi wondered whether Chen Dong bought his chef at any time.

Or maybe the head of the gringo chef himself was pinched by the door!

Wilson was not angry, and pointed to the Bazhen soup in front of Jiang Xi. Yes, Jiang Dachuan also filled this guy a little bit.

"Mr. Jiang, this Bazhen soup is indeed a rare delicacy in the world, you can try it."

When Jiang Xi heard this, he was so angry that he almost didn't vomit blood, but Wilson continued: "Really Mr. Jiang, I believe you only need to drink this soup to understand why I am doing this."

Understand your uncle!

Jiang Xi was almost scolding, where are you from?