Chapter 44: Selling Liangpi

"In the first match of this promotion tournament, the first place winner is Mo Qingyan. He received a score of 99 points."

"Second place, Zhou Ningren, scored 82 points."

"Third place, Li Zhenmin, received a score of 78 points."

"Fourth place..."

When Zhou Ningren heard that he was not the first, his face turned red and blue, and then blue and red.

It’s Mo Qingyan again. The first place is Mo Qingyan again.

The top ten contestants came on stage to receive their

This time Zhou Ningren was right next to Mo Qingyan, and he watched her while she cooked.

When she saw the tofu, Mo Qingyan actually started to work on it directly without any hesitation or embarrassment.

At that time, Zhou Ningren felt that Mo Qingyan was too adept at what she did.

Then I saw the tofu dishes produced by Mo Qingyan.

Those seemingly simple but extremely complicated cooking steps would be impossible to master proficiently if you hadn't done them many times beforehand.

When Zhou Ningren saw that the judges had eaten all of Mo Qingyan's dishes, he knew that Mo Qingyan's dish might taste very good.

As expected, Mo Qingyan was first again.

Moreover, the score he received was more than ten points higher than that of the second place.

99 points, just one point away from full marks.

Zhou Ningren knew that the dish he cooked this time might not be up to standard.

But so did others, not just him.

After all, the theme this time is indeed tricky.

But why is it that when all of them failed to perform to their standard, Mo Qingyan was able to stand out and make such a complicated dish?

Who would believe if Mo Qingyan said that she hadn't made preparations in advance?

And if Mo Qingyan was well prepared, how did he know the theme of this competition?

Apparently someone had tipped him off.

And this person is most likely Gao Moqi.

"Humph, what you're talking about is fairness and justice, that's all bullshit."

Zhou Ningren should be too familiar with such shady dealings.

He never thought that one day he would be defeated in this way.

The more Zhou Ningren thought about it, the angrier he became. When he saw Mo Qingyan smiling smugly beside him, he became even more angry.

"Mo Qingyan, you got first place in this way, what are you so proud of? I tell you, I will not let this matter go. I will have people get to the bottom of your conspiracy with Gao Moqi. A black sheep like you is not qualified to be a chef."

Mo Qingyan, who looked "smug", was confused by Zhou Ningren's nonsensical words.

"I don't even know what you're talking about."

"Don't know?" Zhou Ningren snorted, "How dare you say that you didn't know Gao Moqi before the competition?"

"This... counts as acquaintance... right?"

After all, Mo Qingyan had met Gao Moqi before the competition, but she just stepped on his shoes at that time. Although I don’t know the other person’s name, I guess we know each other.

"Look, you admitted it yourself. You know Gao Moqi. If not, would Gao Moqi ask you to pack food for him?" Zhou Ningren seemed to have caught Mo Qingyan's handle.

The corner of Mo Qingyan's mouth twitched, "Is there a possibility that Judge Gao packed it because the cold noodles I made are really delicious?"

Zhou Ningren snorted and laughed, "You are just a quack chef, what delicious food can you make? The theme of this time was also revealed to you by Gao Moqi. If you hadn't prepared it in advance, what kind of fried tofu could you make?"

Mo Qingyan originally wanted to explain, but after hearing what Zhou Ningren said, he was already directly convicted.

It was obvious that no matter how much I said, he wouldn't believe it.

This guy's *thinking is such that it's obvious that he himself can't do it, but it's more likely that others can do it.

To put it bluntly, Zhou Ningren just doesn't believe that there is anyone better than him.

Mo Qingyan finally understood why he had not been able to be promoted from a third-level state banquet chef to a second-level state banquet chef in all these years.

The reason is because he is arrogant.

Seeing that Mo Qingyan didn't say anything, Zhou Ningren thought that he agreed.

"This is the last time." He warned Mo Qingyan, "I don't care what your relationship with Gao Moqi is, but the competition should be about cooking skills, not relationships. Next time, if you cheat, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After saying that, Zhou Ningren turned around and left angrily.

Mo Qingyan just found it funny.

The audience in the live broadcast room felt indignant for Mo Qingyan.

"What's wrong with Zhou Ningren? He actually said that our Brother Mo and that Gao Moqi teamed up to cheat?"

"Don't we know whether Brother Mo cheated or not?"

"That's right. I think he just couldn't stand the fact that our Brother Mo beat him and took first place. That's why he wanted to wrongly accuse our Brother Mo."

"This guy is simply hilarious. He can't beat our Mo Ge in cooking, so he says our Mo Ge is cheating."

"Where on earth does he get the confidence to think his cooking skills can surpass our Mo Ge?"

"With such blind self-confidence, it's no wonder that the nameplate was taken off."

"If our Brother Mo wins first place again next time, will he really sue our Brother Mo for cheating?"

"Just sue me, our brother Mo is the real deal, there's nothing to be afraid of."

…

Gao Moqi never shied away from talking about his acquaintance with Mo Qingyan.

This understanding is understanding, but it is limited to understanding.

The two were not familiar with each other.

However, this did not prevent Gao Moqi from asking Mo Qingyan to pack up again.

"Package? Sorry, I can't pack this for you."

Mo Qingyan rejected Gao Moqi's request.

He didn't want to avoid suspicion with Gao Moqi because of what Zhou Ningren said.

It’s because this “Golden House Hidden Beauty” should be eaten while it’s hot. Once the skin gets cold, the taste will change completely.

So, it is not realistic to pack this dish.

After explaining the reason to Gao Moqi, Gao Moqi nodded.

He understands.

A good chef knows when to eat his dishes to make them most delicious and appropriate.

If the dish tastes bad, the chef will never allow the taster to eat it.

Because that would ruin his reputation.

"What's the name of this dish of yours?" Although it was a pity that he couldn't eat it, Gao Moqi still wanted to know what this fried tofu was called.

Because this was the most delicious tofu he had ever eaten.

The ingenious creativity and unique taste of this dish made Gao Moqi unforgettable once he tasted it.

Mo Qingyan replied: "A beautiful woman is hidden in a golden house."

"A beautiful woman hidden in a golden house?" Gao Moqi nodded. "What a good name."

The appearance of this fried tofu is golden yellow! The tofu inside is tender and smooth. The taste is even better.

If he hadn't seen Mo Qingyan making it on the spot with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that this dish was thought up on the spur of the moment.

After all, he was the one who drew the theme of the competition on the spot.

It's impossible for Mo Qingyan to have been prepared in advance.

Mo Qingyan's cooking skills were truly beyond his expectations.

I can give him a different surprise every time.

Gao Moqi is looking forward to his entry tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, after Gao Moqi left, the other judges also came to find Mo Qingyan.

They also wanted to take some away.

In the end, they were all rejected by Mo Qingyan.

The reason is the same.

Mo Qingyan was puzzled. Do all the judges of competitions in this world have the habit of packing up?

In fact, there is no such habit.

The main thing is that the fried tofu made by Mo Qingyan is so delicious.

The judges had eaten a lot of delicacies from land and sea, but this was the first time they had eaten delicacies with different tastes.

Naturally, my taste buds were amazed.

Seeing that the chief judge Gao Moqi packed up his food without any hesitation yesterday, they also wanted to pack up some to take away.

Unexpectedly, the packaging was not successful.

When the judges heard Mo Qingyan's refusal, they left with disappointment on their faces.

As food judges, they also know that if the taste of the food changes, then the dish will be completely ruined.

After the competition, Mo Qingyan immediately rushed back to the villa arranged by the program team.

At this time, in the villa, the program crew had prepared a lunch for the guests.

This feast is indeed a feast. It looks exquisite and beautiful, but the taste is still a little lacking.

After lunch, according to the arrangement of the program team, the five teams of guests were to go out on a date.

However, the sun was shining brightly outside and Song Beichen and the others didn't want to go out.

Mo Qingyan said: "Since you don't want to go out, then come with me to set up a stall."

"Setting up a stall? Brother Mo, are you planning to start your stall business again?"

Song Beichen stood up from the sofa at once.

"Okay, we have nothing to do right now. Let's all go and help Brother Mo set up the stall." Yin Yiyi also agreed.

Tao Zui asked, "Brother Mo, what are you going to sell at the stall?"

"Sell cold noodles." Mo Qingyan remembered that the audience in his live broadcast room had been shouting at him to sell cold noodles for two days.

He kept shouting from the beginning to the end of his show.

Mo Qingyan thought that it would be better to fulfill their wishes.

"Liangpi is delicious! Brother Mo, how about we eat Liangpi tonight?" Qi Na didn't eat many bites of the meal arranged by the program team at noon.

Now she missed the cold noodles made by Mo Qingyan very much.

I just ate it yesterday, but it feels like a century has passed.

"Okay." Mo Qingyan joked, "If you want to eat cold noodles, you will have to help me later. And work harder at the stall in the afternoon. Otherwise, you will have to drink white porridge tonight."

When everyone heard this, they were immediately delighted.

"no problem."

"Don't worry, Brother Mo, we will definitely work hard."

"I'm the best at peeling garlic."

“I can cut vegetables like this too!”

"I'm also good at washing dishes."

Then, a group of people helped Mo Qingyan to make cold noodles.

The audience in the live broadcast room have been shouting for two days.

Originally, they had no hope that Mo Qingyan would go sell cold noodles.

I didn’t expect such a sudden turn of events!

Mo Qingyan is actually going to set up a stall to sell cold noodles again!

The audience in the live broadcast room was so excited.

Then, a group of people started rushing to Guangyuan Square.

Even though Song Beichen and the others don't know how to cook.

However, it is still possible to do some small favors to help others.

This time, making cold noodles is not as troublesome as making dumplings.

The method of making cold noodles is simple, and the stall is not far away, so you can cut the cold noodles in advance and add the seasoning on the spot.

This time, Mo Qingyan made a total of 300 servings of cold noodles.

It’s not that Mo Qingyan doesn’t want to do more.

Mainly because time does not permit.

Although the method of making cold noodles is simple, it still requires some effort and time.

After Mo Qingyan was done, she said to the camera, "There are only 300 servings of cold noodles in total, and each person is limited to one serving. If you come here to line up, don't queue up if you are over 300, so as not to waste time."

Mo Qingyan was also afraid that the fans waiting in line would wait in vain, so she informed them in advance.

"Three hundred copies? Doesn't that mean that there are three hundred places available for purchase?"

"Wait for me, I'll fly over right now. I almost had the three-fresh dumplings last time. I must have the cold noodles this time."

"I must have a share of the cold noodles this time."

"(Selfie photo) Sorry everyone, I'm already in the queue. When I buy the cold noodles, I will share it with you as soon as possible."

"You beast, you actually sneaked away? We agreed to line up together, but how come you got ahead of me?"

"Haha, I just happened to be watching Mo's game at Guangyuan Square, and I happened to have lunch there after watching it. Isn't this a coincidence?"

…

Xu Yi has been watching Mo Qingyan's live broadcast.

Even when he went out to eat with Gao Moqi, he was still watching Mo Qingyan's live broadcast.

When he saw Mo Qingyan preparing to set up a stall to sell cold noodles again, he immediately put down his chopsticks and stood up from his chair in the restaurant with joy.

Then he said to Gao Moqi, "Great, Brother Mo is out setting up a stall again. Come on, Moqi, let's get in line quickly. If we're late, there won't be any for us."

However, Gao Moqi still sat at the dining table, eating calmly from his bowl. There was no intention of standing up.

"Mo Qi, let's go. What are you still sitting here for?" Xu Yi was very anxious at this time.

He originally thought that he would be able to eat the delicious food made by Mo Qingyan again in the morning.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qingyan refused Gao Moqi's packing.

Without having the chance to taste the delicious food made by Mo Qingyan, Xu Yi felt that he had no inspiration to write.

Gao Moqi said calmly: "It's too late."

"How come it's too late? If we go there now, it will only take an hour?"

After Xu Yi reacted, he sat back in his chair.

An hour later, when they rushed back and lined up again, it was estimated that there would be no seats for them.

Xu Yi held his head, feeling regretful.

"Ah... why do we have to come out to this restaurant to eat? If I had known, I would not have brought you out to this restaurant to eat."

If he had known that Mo Qingyan was going to set up a stall in the afternoon, he would have skipped lunch and directly dragged Gao Moqi to queue up.

Originally, he just thought that Mo Qingyan would definitely not set up a stall recently, so he brought Gao Moqi to this high-end restaurant to try the dishes.

After all, this restaurant has quite a lot of good reviews online.

They didn't expect to be so unlucky. They had just come out not long ago and Mo Qingyan was already preparing to set up a stall.

Gao Moqi looked at Xu Yi stamping his feet and beating his chest and said, "What's there to worry about?"

"Of course you are not worried, you can eat Brother Mo's delicious food every day these days. No, I envy you too much. Can you take me with you tomorrow? I will be your assistant." Xu Yi looked at Gao Moqi with anticipation.

Gao Moqi stopped using his chopsticks, glanced up at him, and refused bluntly, "No."

Xu Yi was unwilling to accept it, "Why? I saw that the other judges also brought assistants!"

"No reason." After saying that, Gao Moqi lowered his head, picked up a piece of the restaurant's specialty tofu, and put it into his mouth. I couldn't help but pursed my lips.

This taste is quite different from the "Golden House Hidden Beauty" made by Mo Qingyan!

Thinking of the two pieces of golden house hidden beauty, Gao Moqi couldn't help but think that there were only two pieces, not enough for him alone!

…………

Before, when Mo Qingyan set up a stall to sell dumplings, the fragrance could be smelled by the stall owners of the surrounding stalls.

Some stall owners even went out of their way to buy Mo Qingyan's three-fresh dumplings. After eating them, they were immediately conquered by the taste.

Soon after that, in the past two days, several more stalls selling three-fresh dumplings appeared.

Although the three-fresh dumplings sold at those stalls are cheaper than Mo Qingyan’s.

However, the taste is far from good.

The most important thing is that the ingredients are different!

Although the taste is very different, many people still buy it.

After all, these three-fresh dumplings are very popular recently.

If you can’t eat the authentic food, you can eat pirated food to satisfy your craving.

Mo Qingyan didn't set up a stall these days, so they thought Mo Qingyan was not going to set up a stall anymore.

Unexpectedly, there was another long queue in front of Mo Qingyan's stall.

The stall owners thought Mo Qingyan wanted to buy dumplings again, so they dropped their work and ran away without even handing over any money.

"Hey, boss, where are you going? You haven't even packed my dumplings yet!"

"Well, we're not selling dumplings today. I have something else to do."

After saying that, the boss ran away.

The customer was dumbfounded. "What's going on? Why are you in such a hurry? Are you going to stop doing business?"

Just then he saw the stall owner across the street also running after him, which made him even more curious.

Coincidentally, a few people also ran over, saying as they ran: "Hurry up, there are already a lot of people queuing in front of Brother Mo's stall. If we are any later, there will be no share for us."

"Go, go."

What? Brother Mo?

When the customer heard these two words, he immediately exclaimed “Fuck”.

Brother Mo, isn’t that the rich second generation who makes the authentic three-fresh dumplings?

Is he setting up a stall again?

This is authentic food, who would eat pirated food!

Didn’t you see that the bosses of these pirated products were all lining up?

The guest immediately ran after him.

Mo Qingyan usually sets up her stall around five o'clock.

By the time he arrived at the stall, there was already a long line in front of it.

This team has already gone around in circles several times.

Seeing Mo Qingyan coming, the fans waiting in line immediately became excited.

"Here I come."

"Brother Mo is here."

"Hurry, everyone, make way for Brother Mo."

"Oh my god, Brother Mo, I haven't seen you for a few days. You look even more handsome!"

"What do you mean he's become handsome again? Isn't Brother Mo always this handsome?"

"In my heart, Brother Mo is the most handsome man in the world."

Each of them is very skilled at flattery.

Mo Qingyan didn't buy their tricks and said, "No matter how many good things you say, each person can only buy one today. No more."

"Hey, Brother Mo, what kind of people are we?"

"That's right, what we just said was all from the heart."

"Brother Mo, this is where you're wrong. It's fine if you're handsome but don't realize it, but can't we talk about it?"

"Brother Mo, we never speak against our conscience. You are handsome. We don't allow you to be unaware of the fact that you are handsome."

…

They all spoke so righteously that Mo Qingyan felt embarrassed to refute them.

He said helplessly, "Alright, alright, it's good enough for you to know that I'm handsome. No need to shout so loudly. Otherwise, people outside will think I'm narcissistic."

Although she said so, Mo Qingyan still said to the few who shouted the loudest just now: "You guys, wait a minute and I'll fill it up for you."

The purchase limit of one piece cannot be changed, but it is still okay to fill up a little.

The fans queuing didn't expect that such an operation would be possible.

Everyone shouted even louder.

"Brother Mo, you simply charm everyone. You are the most handsome man in the world."

"Brother Mo, you are absolutely invincible, the most handsome in the universe."

Song Beichen and others who were following behind couldn't help but laugh when they saw it.

I didn’t expect that Brother Mo has such a funny side.

This time, selling cold noodles does not require waiting for a certain amount of time like selling dumplings.

The cold noodles have been cut and packed in take-away boxes.

Just add the side dishes and seasonings on the spot.

So, it sold very quickly.

Three hundred copies were sold out in an hour.

Although Mo Qingyan had already told those fans that the edition was limited to 300 copies.

However, there are still many fans who line up with a lucky mentality.

In the end I didn’t buy any and could only watch people around me eat.

Among the people queuing up, some had eaten the three-fresh dumplings before and some had not.

Like the stall owners nearby, only two or three of them had eaten Mo Qingyan’s three-fresh dumplings.

They thought that Mo Qingyan was still selling three-fresh dumplings this time.

However, the queue was formed. Only then did I know what kind of cold noodles they were selling.

This was the first time they heard the name Liangpi.

Just like the three-fresh dumplings.

When they first heard that the restaurant was not selling three-fresh dumplings, they were a little disappointed.

However, when they took the first bite of the cold noodles, they no longer regretted it.

I was also very glad that I acted quickly and got in line.

This cold noodle tastes really good.

Not worse than the three-fresh dumplings.

Compared with the three-fresh dumplings, this cold skin is more suitable for eating in summer.

The spiciness of this cold noodle is not very high, which is acceptable for people who don’t eat spicy food.

This slight spiciness is not only not unacceptable, but is actually very appetizing.

My appetite was immediately whetted.

I don’t know how this cold noodle is made, it’s like white jade, translucent and tough.

It tastes delicious as soon as you take a bite.

Moreover, the more you eat it, the more delicious it becomes!

This cold noodle is so delicious!

It makes people want to eat more and more, and they can't stop.

The portion of a box of cold noodles is actually quite a lot.

However, it feels like it’s not enough to eat.

I still felt unsatisfied after eating it.

After selling the cold noodles, Mo Qingyan, Song Beichen and others went back and had another meal of cold noodles.

Although this cold noodle was not the first time for Song Beichen and his friends to eat it.

But, I still couldn't stop eating.

One by one, they all ate three bowls.

Even girls like Zina are the same.

Seeing their appetite, Mo Qingyan had to admit defeat.

After dinner, Song Beichen and the others left.

Mo Qingyan took a shower and went to bed early.

I have to get up tomorrow morning to participate in the competition!