Chapter 820

The voice of the soft waxy dawn echoed above the square.

This is the first time these people who run Yanjia restaurant have heard such words about Yanjia cuisine.

Dashan still couldn't believe it. He ate several dishes cooked behind Yan Chenxi before all the judges.

Now the victory or defeat is not so important to him.

He just wanted to know if the Yanjia dishes made by him and Kong Ji were not authentic, what should be the real authentic taste.

The mountain is stagnant. This is indeed the taste of Yanjia cuisine. It is the taste that he and Kong Jiming know how to do, but they can't surpass.

This taste is even stronger than the late bear!

Yan Chenxi's words moved the landlady and burst into tears. "Qiangzi once said that to inherit Yanjia food, we should respect the ingredients. To inherit, we should be honest with the people."

In fact, before again, inheritance has been operating with these two points.

When Xiong Qiang came to his hand, the price of any dish did not rise in those years.

Now, Yanjia cuisine has become synonymous with waste and expensive.

The landlady looked at Yan Chenxi with tearful eyes. Suddenly, what did she react to? Her eyes looked at Yan Chenxi for a moment. Her voice trembled and asked, "Chenxi, should you be the descendant of Yan family, the founder of Yan Family cuisine?"

The scene exploded as soon as the voice fell.

Yes, I know the origin of Yanjia cuisine, can cook Yanjia cuisine, and can even make the growth of all things that Kong Ji doesn't know how to do. Moreover, it has been recognized by Wu Lao, the leader of the kitchen industry.

The most important thing is that her last name is Yan!

As we all know, the founder of Yanjia cuisine is Yan!

The words of the landlady aroused thousands of waves for a moment, and the wave spread among the people in the square.

If someone else is really the descendant of family dishes, then the old plaque belongs to someone else.

After all, people are surnamed Yan!

Just as the boss's voice fell, Xiong Wei was too anxious. His eyes were red and stared at the boss's wife, "what are the descendants of the founders? I've never heard of any founders or descendants! What's the matter with the surname Yan? The surname Yan can explain that she has something to do with the founder of Yan's food?"

Old Wu stared at Xiong Wei coldly. "Even if Miss Yan is not the descendant of the founder, Miss Yan is also a real winner in this cooking competition! What else do you have to say?"

"Me!" Xiong Wei bit his back teeth and looked at the town leader.

The town leader now began to dodge his eyes and obviously began to avoid him.

Seeing that the old plaque was about to arrive, but now it has become such a result, how could he be reconciled.

"Leader! Don't you say something!" Xiong Wei looked at the town leader with threats in his eyes.

Over the years, Xiong Wei has spent a lot of money on the town leaders. He has evidence of this. Today, if he can't inherit the old plaque, no one can think about it.

The town leader saw the threat in Xiong Wei's eyes and was surprised, "Xiong Wei, calm down!"

Xiong Wei sneered, "I can't calm down. In short, that old plaque can only be mine!"

He regretted that he shouldn't have listened to this man for a long time and promised to hold a cooking competition.

"That's right!" old bear also came out to help, "that was originally my eldest son's thing. My eldest son died. That's my bear's thing. Why give it to others!"

"Your eldest son?" Yan Chenxi raised his eyes and smiled at old bear. "Speaking of your eldest son, don't you wonder why he died?"

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[it's the countdown to go home. I'll reply to the sixth watch this weekend, and then I'll start saving the manuscript. I'll make up for you next month and explode ~]