The old man raised his eyebrows, shook his head and said, "this little guy is very confident. Looking at this, I'm afraid he has already recognized himself as the champion. Don't he know that there is still a trial session for the judges?"
"It is estimated that seeing the situation on the scene, I think I have won the game? I don't know whether he is arrogant or too confident." The people around the old man quickly agreed that Bai Lao's status is the highest among all of them, and naturally some people will subconsciously agree.
"Keep looking." Bai Lao was noncommittal, and his eyes continued to be on Wu Lai. At this time, Wu Lai had come to the old chef.
Mr. Xi seemed to have known that Wu Lai would come. He put a bowl of noodles in front of Wu Lai and said, "young man, try it."
"Thank you, old man." Wu Lai nodded politely. As soon as he sat down, his eyes lit up.
This bowl of noodles sells very well. It has all kinds of colors, flavors and fragrances. The fragrance is much stronger than that of Wang Xinrui, but it is smaller than that of himself. This noodles is not only soup noodles, but also fried noodles! No wonder the old man's actions are so slow and careful. The fried code book is a way that takes relatively more time, but the newly made fried code can naturally emit a strong fragrance, and there are more patterns, which makes people feel more satisfied.
Even without using chopsticks, Wu Lai can feel that this bowl of noodles is more suitable for this time than Wang Xinrui's.
Within ten seconds, Wu Lai gave the bowl of noodles and soup to Xiaomei Dai Jing, and Mr. Xi's face also wore a satisfied smile.
"The old man's face is impeccable except that he requires a little more time." Wu Lai said so.
with no chink in one's armour? Some guests who had just finished Wu Lai's unparalleled noodles at this time couldn't help licking their mouths. If it weren't for their bloated stomach, they might be eager to try the old man's works now.
"Mu Zan, Mu Zan! I still know how much the old man's noodles have achieved. The elasticity of noodles must be inferior to that of you and chef Wang Xinrui over there. The taste will be relatively poor. Moreover, the time I spend making a bowl of noodles is too slow compared with you. Old man, I just want to make something I want to do with my heart." Mr. Xi shook his head and continued to work hard.
Wu Lai got up, bowed slightly and said, "we are lucky to have a chef like Mr. Xi."
Unlike when facing Wang Xinrui, Wu Lai was very modest and polite at this time. He did a good job of respecting the elderly.
"This boy knows that Lao Xi will no longer be able to cook after this year, or he won't say such words." Bai Lao nodded: "Lao Xi's cooking is really good, but his physical factors and his exquisite style are not suitable for this examination. Although the taste is good, if the number can't keep up, he must not get high scores and come to the end."
Wu Lai has returned to his stove and began to be busy. The guests are still in an endless stream. However, with his just action, many guests have gone to Wang Xinrui and Mr. Xi Lao to wait, which has finally changed the scene of the dominant family.