Chapter 177 Appreciation Meeting Dark Horse
The final solution was to choose laxatives. Everyone cared more about eating health than the bad taste.
The person nominated as the executor was a cook from the restaurant. How could the big boss behind the scenes do such despicable things? Of course, these shady things were left to the subordinates to do.
If the truth comes out, we can find someone to take the blame and just treat it as jealousy.
Wen Chengyun left calmly and came to Cheng Weiyao's exhibits. Although the outcome of the food appreciation party was not important, Sushan was the result of his wife's hard work all night.
Even if she doesn't win a prize, he hopes that more people will see the results of her hard work.
Sure enough, a short while later, the cook, having received the order, approached Cheng Weiyao's exhibit with a reluctant look on his face. There were quite a few people gathered in front of Sushan. Having so many eyes could help one fish in troubled waters, but with so many eyes, there was also the risk of being exposed, wasn't there?
Even though he was jealous of the popularity of Cheng Weiyao's exhibits, as a chef, he actually disdained to use such methods to frame his opponent.
"Why haven't you come yet? We're waiting for the event to start. This year's session is not good. You're always dawdling..."
"It looks nice, but who knows if it works if you don't try it? We're still voting. If you don't come, I'll change the exhibit..."
The waiting diners were getting a little impatient, and most of their eyes turned to other exhibits, looking for backup exhibits.
The chef who had been hesitant made up his mind to seize this opportunity, mainly because the shopkeeper had spoken and he had to apologize to Cheng Weiyao, the stall owner.
He had just stretched out his hand holding the powder, but before he could open it to sprinkle it, it was immediately snatched up by a large palm. The chef looked up, bewildered, and met Wen Chengyun's smiling eyes.
"My dear brother, it's not time to taste it yet, and it's ungentlemanly to pick it up."
Wen Chengyun spoke at a steady pace and with a gentle and friendly attitude, which actually made the chef feel a little embarrassed.
More importantly, although his voice was not loud, it still alarmed several diners who were nearby. With so many eyes staring at him, the chef would not dare to attack the crowd even if he had eight hundred courage.
"Little brother, you're right. I was indeed too anxious. Haha, I'm sorry..." The chef could only retract his hand and laugh it off with an apologetic look on his face.
Seeing this situation, several shopkeepers who were looking forward to it could only slap their thighs and say that it was regrettable. It was so close. If someone hadn't suddenly jumped out to make trouble, they would have succeeded by now.
At the same time, Cheng Weiyao had completed the exhibition process under the guidance of her servants, and happened to witness this little episode when she was walking back to her seat.
Her eyes almost instantly locked onto a few shopkeepers with regretful expressions, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of her mouth. It was obvious that this group of people could not afford to be played.
Why does this guy who is helping me look a little familiar?
Noticing Cheng Weiyao's gaze on him, Wen Chengyun's body stiffened slightly, but his face remained calm.
At times like this, he had to let the lady look at him openly, otherwise it would be considered as trying to cover up his mistake. He had sneaked in without informing her in advance and had no intention of revealing his identity.
The only thing Wen Chengyun didn't expect was that Cheng Weiyao was a modern person who asked whatever he wanted to ask and was straightforward.
"You look familiar to me, have I seen you somewhere?"
But within a few breaths, Cheng Weiyao had already stood in front of Wen Chengyun with big strides, her eyes full of suspicion.
This servant's facial features and eyebrows have nothing in common with Wen Chengyun, but his temperament has an inexplicable similarity.
My cheap husband said he had something to do before he left. He couldn't possibly be following me to the exhibition, could he? Although it wouldn't be difficult for him to get an invitation given his status and means, what was his reason?
Are you worried about yourself or are you just monitoring me? Don't trust me...
"Madam, please give me a compliment."
Wen Chengyun didn't know how to do it all of a sudden, so he could only lower his head and respond vaguely. According to Cheng Weiyao's wisdom, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make.
Wu Qi was holding a plate and was about to share the news he had just heard with Wen Chengyun, but he didn't expect to see the Shura Field when he turned around.
His inner alarm bells rang, and he quickly stepped forward to block Wen Chengyun and greeted him with a smile.
"Did this ignorant servant of mine offend the Madam? I forgot to introduce myself. I'm the owner of Shuntian Restaurant, Wu Qi. When you first arrived in Qingshi Town, you stopped by my restaurant..."
"Hello, Shopkeeper Wu. It's our first meeting. Please give me your guidance."
Cheng Weiyao looked at Wu Qi in front of her, took two steps back to avoid suspicion, but a gentle smile appeared on her face.
She didn't feel familiar with Wu Qi, but she felt that his action of rushing over just now seemed a bit abrupt, just like protecting a calf...
It's impossible that these two people have some homosexual tendencies, right?
"Then you guys chat, I won't disturb you..."
Thinking of this, Cheng Weiyao suddenly had an epiphany and took the initiative to leave to give them some space to be alone.
Turning around to look at the booth, I saw that the Su Shan had already started to be divided up by everyone, spoonful by spoonful, as the introduction and ingredients used had been added.
Although the introduction of a high position in the government is pure nonsense to businessmen, it is still somewhat attractive to officials. As an official in the court, who doesn't want to show off that he is a good official who loves the people like his own children?
"Sushan is indeed the best among the exhibits this time. I like it very much!"
"It melts as soon as it touches your teeth. The name Sushan is truly wonderful! It's full of poetry and the taste is amazing! I'll definitely vote for it later!"
The diners raved about the food, and Cheng Weiyao's face was filled with smiles. Food is meant to bring joy, and as long as you enjoy it, nothing else matters. As for the people's votes, she didn't take them to heart. She had participated in many modern food festivals and won many awards.
"Where's the teller?"
Wang Yuanbao looked at the completely uncontrollable scene, and rubbed his temples helplessly in the pavilion. Many merchants had paid for the food appreciation event, and the ranking was entirely based on how much money they paid to show their gratitude.
The purpose is to get a ranking, not to mention the top three, but at least the top ten. In previous years, ticket control was easy, and the quality of the exhibits was similar, so even if there was some tampering, it would be difficult to see.
But this year, Cheng Weiyao, the dark horse, is clearly bringing bad luck. One more person will obviously squeeze out a spot, but where should they be placed?
"I'm here, but the boss wants to change the ticket type?"
The vote counter came to Wang Yuanbao with a small notebook. Each tasting invitation was equivalent to one vote. He was guarding the ballot box and watching the ticket types change.
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