"OMG! It smells so good!! ”

Everyone's eyes fell on the large wine jar on the stove at the door of the restaurant, the closed mouth of the altar had been lifted, and the incredible fragrance came from the jar. 【~New~Thinking~Road~Chinese~Text~Hand-Hit 】

If the aroma of the river soup was tempting, then this fragrance is amazing, from nothing, just the action of uncovering.

The aroma overflowed, almost instantly overshadowing the aroma of the fresh soup, seafood, meat, mushrooms...... There is also a faint aroma of wine, a wonderful combination, but it brings an incredible aroma that makes people fall into it all at once.

The crowd of onlookers, who had been full of mockery before, closed their mouths and looked at the wine jar beside McGonagall with their saliva swallowing, what was it holding here? Why does it smell so good?

"This ...... How could this be...... "The bald man opened his mouth wide, although he didn't want to admit it, but the constant flow of fragrance into his nasal cavity had destroyed most of his self-confidence.

"Is this a Buddha jumping over a wall? The aroma is indeed above the river fresh soup, but the soup is more than the taste after all. Sith slowly clenched his fists and muttered to himself in his heart, his gaze already becoming a little nervous.

"This scent...... It's too good, isn't it? Randy forgot to put the shrimp in his mouth, opened his mouth slightly, and unconsciously stretched his neck to look in the direction of the wine jar.

"This scent, how is it possible!" Candace was drinking the soup with her head down, and suddenly looked up at McGonagall in disbelief.

Robert, Feder, and Avis also stopped the spoon in their hands and looked in the direction of McGonagall with a surprised expression, obviously surprised by the scent.

"Boss, do you really want to use this little bowl? Wouldn't it be too small? Yabei Mia stepped forward with a stack of small bowls and whispered.

"They don't give money, a small bowl is about the same." McGonagall whispered quietly, took the small bowl, and began to serve the soup.

Six small bowls of Buddha jumping over the wall are served, and there are four small pieces of ingredients in each bowl, each bowl is different.

"Send a couple of judges and the Sith boss." McGonagall put down the spoon, then smiled and looked at the crowd: "Buddha jumps over the wall, please taste." ”

Bowls of Buddha jumped over the wall and were placed in front of the judges, and the last bowl was handed to the Sith.

McGonagall picked up the bowl of river soup that Sith handed him earlier, gestured to Sith, and then scooped it up with a spoon and drank it, the taste was warm, fresh and pleasant, the freshness of the river was perfectly released, and there was no slightest fishy smell, it was indeed a good bowl of soup, which was better than most chefs.

"Good soup." McGonagall gave the Sith a thumbs up, and set the bowl aside, he was too full to drink a bowl of soup.

The corners of Sith's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the bowl that McGonagall had set aside, and he couldn't see through McGonagall's words of praise or politeness.

Buddha jumping over the wall has been put in front of the judges, compared with a big bowl of river fresh soup, the small bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall seems a little small, it is estimated that only about one-fifth of the river fresh soup.

"Although this soup smells tempting, this boss is too stingy, right? I only gave such a small bowl. Some passers-by couldn't help but complain.

However, most people's eyes are focused on the five judges at this time, and both sides of the duel have already presented soup, and who can win this duel, the result is in the hands of the judges.

"This soup...... How, exactly? Candace looked puzzled at the small bowl of brown soup in front of him, which contained a transparent shark's fin, a piece that appeared to be chicken, and a piece that seemed to be some kind of fungus, and a piece of meat that I don't know what it was.

She has been in Luodu for more than 40 years, and most of the chefs are friends, and she has tasted countless delicacies, but she has never encountered such a soup with such an aggressive aroma.

And this kind of aggression is not offensive, but there is an urge to tie his hands as soon as he comes into contact, which makes him face himself.

Of course, this wording is a bit inappropriate, but that's how she's feeling right now.

It's incredible how a combination of seemingly chaotic combinations can be perfectly combined into an irresistibly wonderful scent.

Soup has always been regarded as a side dish on the table.

But if there is a table of dishes in front of you now, even if it is a palace banquet, the fragrance of this soup has made it the absolute protagonist.

McGonagall's arrogant performance had made her have a very bad impression of him, but the soup in front of her made her can't help but want to try.

"As an impartial judge, tasting is a matter of duty, so I'll just barely take a bite." Candace convinced himself in his heart, then picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of soup into his mouth.

The delicious soup slowly soaks the taste buds, and then like a storm, it sets off a crazy triode!

The freshness of the seafood, the mellowness of the meat, and the flavor of the mushrooms...... The various flavors are presented one by one, and an addictive music is played on the tip of the tongue.

"Oh! Incredible taste! In a small bite of soup, how to incorporate the deliciousness of so many ingredients, not only is there no abruptness, but the rich layering is addictive, which is simply a masterful cooking skill, which is amazing. After swallowing the soup, Candace couldn't help but admire.

As soon as the words came out, she felt that something was wrong, but looking at the wonderful bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall in front of her, she really couldn't say anything against her heart, which was a blasphemy against her beliefs and the cause she had adhered to for decades.

The onlookers were silent for a while, and they all showed surprise.

The Cooking Queen, who had been bluntly scolded by McGonagall before, is now praising McGonagall for jumping over the wall like this, isn't it?

"Boss Mai, sure enough, it never disappoints." Peter looked at the small bowl in front of him, and with tears in his eyes, he scooped up a spoonful of soup and fed it to his mouth.

There has been a Waterloo in his career, the last time McGonagall had a showdown with Richie, and as a brilliant critic, he could only complain that his boss was too stingy, which made him extremely suspicious of his career.

For this reason, he took a break from writing for a week, then regrouped and decided to go to McMie's Restaurant to pick up thorns and regain his self-confidence.

From that day on, every day of his life was Waterloo.

Waterloo has been cool for a while, and it has been cool all the time.

So far, he still only summed up one point: Boss Mai, it's too stingy!

This......

It's so desperate.

The delicious soup sweeps the taste buds, the richness of the dozens of ingredients is amazing, and the fusion of delicious flavors is addictive, like wandering in the warm spring water and making you want to sleep comfortably.

"Sure enough...... Boss Mai is still too stingy! ”

Peter opened his eyes and looked at the little bowl, tears streaming down his face.

Whispering Jianghu said

It's a little late~~ Sorry, ask for a monthly pass!