Chapter 42:
When Duanmu Zhengjie said these words, the table fell silent.
It seems that the surrounding noise and the busyness of the chefs on the stage have nothing to do with their table.
Bian Yingning didn't know what she was guilty of, the sweet smile on her face couldn't be squeezed out, and the waist that had just escaped was hit hard again.
"His..." My mom!
Bian Yingning almost screamed, her toes clasped until her face turned red.
If she is guilty, God will give her five thunders, not let her sit here and be pinched by Hua Cancan!
Bian Yingning supported her forehead with shaking hands. At this moment, she deeply understood that women's jealousy was terrible.
What about friends, friends will be jealous too.
Under the table, one pinch, one grip, Bian Yingning's palms were very hot, but Hua Cancan felt that her heart was even hotter.
Inflamed.
,river? !
Much a big deal?
Although she was suffering inhuman torture, she couldn't ignore what Duanmu Zhengjie said.
Bian Yingning's voice trembled: "Sister Duanmu... just like it."
Duanmu Zhengjie heard something wrong in her voice, looked over, and met Bian Yingning's tearful eyes.
Duanmu Zhengjie: "..." She just praised her, so she wouldn't be moved to tears.
Yes...are you so excited?
"If there is a chance, I hope to taste it again." Duanmu Zhengjie threw an olive branch.
But now... Bian Yingning put one hand on her lips, couldn't help biting her index finger, and suppressed the pain she wanted to say.
It hurts too much, Hua Cancan, this vicious woman even grabbed her flesh and turned it ninety degrees!
Duanmu Zhengjie didn't dare to pick up dishes with chopsticks, and looked at Bian Yingning, who was trying to suppress her distorted face, she... Really want to be so excited.
"Choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun. I have known Ning Ning for so many years and have never tasted the food she made by herself. It seems that Ning Ning likes Sister Duanmu very much."
Hua Cancan opened her mouth with a charming smile, but the strength in her hands did not diminish at all, and she even emphasized the words "I have known each other for so many years".
"Why don't you make another now, let us all taste your fried beef, how delicious is it..."
Duanmu Zhengjie, someone, immediately felt Hua Cancan's dissatisfaction, thinking about the relationship between the two, she smiled lightly.
Sure enough, she is a little girl, and she likes to be jealous.
So she let go of Hua Cancan's hand and ran to scratch the itch on her waist.
This move is very useful, Hua Cancan suddenly let go of his hand and twisted his body to avoid Bian Yingning's attack, and groaned uncontrollably.
She drew everyone's attention.
Hua Cancan: “…”
The only one who knows Bian Yingning and Hua Cancan's little movements is probably Shang Qingfeng next to him.
He could see the hands of the two of them touching the bottom, and their faces were still extremely abnormal. He picked up the wine glass to cover his lips, and whispered to Shang Qingfen:
"Bian Yingning and Hua Cancan have a very close relationship." His original intention was to improve Shang Qingfen's sense of crisis.
stable.
But Shang Qingfen's reaction was a little strange. She glanced coldly at the three people over there who were sitting together, gritted her teeth and said with disdain: "A nest of snakes and mice, they tend to be inflamed, and they are embarrassed."
Shang Qingfeng: "?"
Between the death of the electric light and flint, Hua Cancan rubbed his nose and pretended to cough twice: "I'm sorry, I tried to sneeze but didn't come out."
After she finished, she smiled and looked at Bian Yingning, her eyes met, Bian Yingning seemed to hear her tell herself with her eyes that you are finished.
.
"Don't you like beef? I didn't make this for you. I didn't expect you to try my craft so much. If you have something to eat, I'll give it to you now. you do!"
Now? late.
Hua Cancan pinched Bian Yingning's cheeky face: "Don't you know what I like to eat?"
Shang Qingfen, who had been looking at the other side, touched her face.
Not long ago, Bian Yingning also pinched her like this.
With a swish, Duanmu Zhengjie put down his chopsticks and looked at Bian Yingning, the bird leaning against Hua Cancan, his face darkened.
Friends are friends, girlfriends are girlfriends, can the two keep some distance, what does it look like pulling and pulling in public?
Fortunately, Nangong Jin, who was on the opposite side, picked up a dish with chopsticks at will, but she didn't even try to put down the chopsticks and opened her mouth, drawing everyone's attention: "This level, but that's all, I'm at home. It's better than this when you fry it."
After he finished speaking, there was a strange silence again.
Thanks for his provocative words, at this time Bian Yingning was no longer thinking about apologizing to Hua Cancan, she stared at Nangong Jin with a polite smile on her face: "Nangong That's right, sir, it makes me feel very guilty, so that's it,"
When the time comes, invite Mr. Nangong up.
Mr. Nangong said that he would teach you what is real cooking and what is real delicious food. Look at the things you make and what they are. "
I just wanted to satirize Nangong Jin, who embarrassed her by Bian Yingning: "..."
As soon as Bian Yingning said this, Hua Cancan was no longer angry.
She picked up her chopsticks and tasted the dishes on the table. She had never tasted any delicacies from the mountains and seas. She had to say that the dishes offered today were of a high standard.
"It seems that Mr. Nangong is hidden," Hua Cancan said strangely: "Then I have to taste Mr. Nangong's craftsmanship first."
Anyone knows that Nangong Jin just wanted to ridicule Bian Yingning just now, but he didn't expect the two of them to follow his words directly, making it difficult for him to ride a tiger.
Soon, without Nangongjin's reaction, a chef with a big back and a chef's clothes came out. Bian Yingning gave him a gesture to Nangongjin, and he walked directly to Nangongjin with the spoon. Beside him, he stared at him condescendingly with his arms in his arms.
Originally, Nangong Jin was also considered a 1.8-meter tall and powerful boss, but at this time, in the comparison of the master, she seemed extraordinarily insignificant and helpless.
The people around who were enjoying their food while watching the chef competition all withdrew their eyes from the stage and turned to look at the two of them.
"What's wrong?"
"Why did the chef come out?"
"I don't know, it doesn't look like it's going to be a fight, right?"
"Not so much."
Several comments emerged.
Bian Yingning shook the red wine glass: "Mr. Nangong, the one next to you is Master Yu who is in charge of making the baked foie gras you just ate."
Nangong Jin stared at Bian Yingning: "What do you want to do?"
Bian Yingning raised his glass to him: "Don't be nervous, Mr. Nangong, I just want to tell you, man, be responsible for what you say."
Shang Qingfen, who had been on the sidelines, couldn't help thinking of what she said to herself just now, "you can eat rice, but you can't talk", she lowered her head and pressed the corner of her mouth.
"Since you said that the dishes I cook in my restaurant are not as delicious as the ones you cook casually, I can only trouble you to show us how delicious the dishes you cook are, and let us There is a chance to learn.”
Nangong Jin stood up directly: "That's it, it turns out that Miss Bian can't listen to a word of criticism from others.
I just gave my evaluation, Miss Bian is so aggressive, is she not confident in her restaurant? Or have no confidence in the future? "
"People have different taste buds, Miss Bian thinks your dish is delicious, I just don't think this dish is to my taste.
Why, can't I say I don't like this dish? Or is your stuff too good for others to say a little bit? "
"Made, arrogant words and stealing concepts? What did you say you don't have points for?" Hearing him chewing nonsense, Hua Cancan stood up angrily and started scolding.
The guests on the jury are looking back to see what happened on their side.
Bian Yingning took Hua Cancan's hand and motioned her not to be so excited.
"You have the right to say that you don't like what we have here, but you have no right to belittle it, saying that the dishes we make are not as delicious as the ones you fry casually."
"You say you don't like it, I agree, you say we have no standards, I don't agree."
Bian Yingning said word by word: "Do you think the people at our table are all deaf or have no memory, and can't remember what you said just now?"
Nangong Jin's face was as cold as ice, and before he had time to refute, someone spoke out faster than him.
"This thing, it's not as good as I just fried it." The crisp words sounded, and everyone looked at the source of the sound.
Bian Yingning also looked over.
Liked reviews."
Pricked ears and heard the crowd here again in an uproar.
"Oh no, doesn't Shang Qinghui and Nangong Jin seem to have a marriage contract? Didn't the Nangong family always look down on others because they could favor the Shang family? Why doesn't Shang Qinghui help him now? have you spoken?"
"Fuck, what kind of plot is this, it's too exciting today."
"Pass it on, the Shang family and Nangong have broken up!"