Chapter 836

Just short of the leader, he can take a grand slam of Leshan desserts, and then take the invitation letter from the city desserts association here to participate in the national desserts competition.

This is particularly important.

Although the pressure is big, but the man is still the same as usual, do enough preparation work, roll up the sleeve, go to the sink to clean hands, and then slowly, carefully wipe the water on the hands.

Quiet for two or three minutes, organize your thoughts, and then you can start.

Looking down, the flour is sliding between the fingers, changing into different shapes. In order to have a better taste, we keep beating these dough.

All of a sudden, as if the flow of water in general uninterrupted.

When someone else has put things in the oven, dons is still making noodles.

More than half of the bell rang before he put his "raw materials" into the oven.

Countless sweet scents floated out of the oven of the competition field, and the judges on the stage sniffed, "every time I come here to judge the competition, it's a kind of torture."

"Yes, there are too many fragrances, and some of them are very complicated and low-grade."

"Yes, are there any good ones this time?"

"Yes, look at the present batch. The song Tiantian on the far left is Jiang's Apprentice."

"Old Jiang!" A group of people trembled. Mr. Jiang, the immortal myth in the dessert industry, said, "he's also an apprentice. People are still our Lecheng."

"Yes, there's also the middle group, Tang Si, who started two years later. I've eaten his cake before. The technology is first-class, the taste is also first-class. The only problem is Well, forget it. I can't say that. "

Just when a group of people were chirping, someone was OK.

Here, the young lady of etiquette came out and put everyone's finished products on the court. Tang Si was very satisfied with his works, so he was not nervous.

He took a leisurely glance at the bowl in front of the judges, and then stopped at the leftmost cake.

Shape Quite outstanding.

From a distance, I can't see the smell, but judging from the faces of the judges, this cake should be very unusual. Who made it?

Number one? Number one is on the left.

In 1888, Tang Si was in a group of 170-175 teams. His vision was broad and completely unobstructed.

So he soon saw that number one was a girl, a short girl in a pink down coat.

I don't know if his gaze is too explicit. The girl suddenly turns her head.

The moment she turned her head, Tang Si had a glimpse of her.

Beautiful apricot eyes, black curved eyebrows, small nose, mouth

So familiar.

Familiar with the memory of a certain image convergence.

It's definitely her.

Absolutely.

That's the feeling!

His -

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it's almost 12 o'clock, and Lu Yilan takes the last dish to the long table.

She looked at her masterpiece and laughed.

She used to copy the role of super high cooking skills. Now she has changed her body. Although her strength and subconscious movements are gone, she still has some skills.

Well, it's full of fragrance.

Think of what, she quickly went to the next study, adjust the air conditioning.

At eleven fifty at the end of the month, the door rang.

The clacking sound came into the hall. Lu Yilan stepped on his slippers and quickly opened the door. As expected, Tang Si was at the door.

There was a big smile on her face.