"Choose me, choose me!"
“I want to be a judge!”
"Everyone, please don't rush. Line up, okay? Line up!"
"There are 101 people in total, please don't crowd."
"If there's an opportunity, don't rush to grab it."
Just after Conerbeuf and Xerxes finished cooking their dishes, the people in Notre Dame Square had gone crazy.
Kangerbef's face turned pale. He could sense that these people were not crazy about him.
Sure enough, after the 101 judges finished their selection, most of them ran to Xerxes to line up.
On Kangerbefu's side, there were only a few people waiting.
He could only force himself to smile and explain to the judges in line the special meaning of the dishes he cooked.
"Shut up!"
Suddenly, the first judge interrupted Connerbef.
"I just habitually eat the unpalatable food first, and then enjoy the delicious food."
Kangerbef blinked, a little bit incredulous.
Is the French food you cook yourself so bad?
Unexpectedly, the people behind me said the same thing.
"I just didn't line up with the other side, otherwise I would never come to your place."
"That's right, why don't you shut up? We'll go over there when the people over there have finished eating and there's still some left."
Kangerbef opened his eyes wide and wanted to say something, but his mouth was blocked by a breath and he couldn't say anything.
He could only stand there, feeling no different from a clown.
Conerbev turned his head and stared at Xerxes.
Xerxes held a long spoon and shouted to the crowd, "Don't be anxious, don't panic, there is still a lot of food, don't push, everyone will have a share."
Despite what Xerxes said, the people in the queue kept rushing forward.
"Is the one in front ready?"
"Hurry up, it's my turn."
"Don't push me, my bowl is about to fall."
"Are you ready? Hurry up, hurry up."
Xerxes served each person a small bowl with some beef rolls, bok choy, meatballs and vermicelli.
The judges held the small bowls in their hands, not afraid of the heat at all. They lifted them up and tilted their heads back to pour the liquid into their mouths.
"Wow! This..."
"Oh my god, this hot pot is so delicious, isn't it?"
“Is this the charm of Chinese food? This is so delicious!”
"Why, why do you want me to eat such delicious food? What if I can't eat it in the future?"
“Wow… Although my mother is not Chinese and can’t cook Chinese food, I just remember the taste of my mother’s food.”
Xerxes looked at the judges in horror and originally wanted to tell them that they didn't have to drink the hot pot soup.
But as he watched them all drink up the soup, Xerxes couldn't say anything.
Everyone has drunk everything, and it would be a lack of emotional intelligence to say anything after the fact.
Xerxes had been busy until now and felt a little hungry.
Only then did he realize that the hotpot he had made was so delicious.
Even he, the chef, started drooling like crazy.
Xerxes used to be a hotpot fan and had eaten more hotpot than he had walked across bridges.
He was surprised to find that the hot pot he cooked was more delicious than any he had ever eaten before.
The people queuing at Kangerbefu's side rushed over directly.
"It's our turn now. Those of you who have tasted it should not stand in the way."
"That's right, get out of the way."
"Now it's our turn to be the ones who didn't get to eat. Please follow the rules."
This group of people finally squeezed next to Xerxes and found that there was no meat left.
But it’s okay, there are still meatballs, bok choy and vermicelli.
They were still happy to continue eating.
Xerxes served these people a small bowl of food. Before they even started eating, they kept shouting that it smelled good.
The reporters on the nearby TV station, who were broadcasting live, all began to swallow madly.
They didn't expect it to smell so good.
"tasty!"
“It’s ten thousand times better than the French food over there!”
"Oh my god, is this a gift from God? It's so delicious."
"If I can eat hotpot every day, I won't do it even if I go to heaven!"
"Holy Communion, this must be the Holy Communion mentioned in the Bible? It's so delicious, just like the one in heaven."
The exclamations of the remaining judges made the reporters on the side unable to hold back.
In a flash, the reporters rushed towards Xerxes like wings.
Xerxes didn't expect that there was only some cabbage and vermicelli left in the pot.
Even so, the reporters were eager to get it.
You take a bite, I take a bite, and we all give up our dignity and eat without hesitation.
"Wow! I thought these judges were invited actors, but I didn't expect them to express their true feelings."
"Oh my god, can boiled cabbage be this delicious?"
"It's amazing. Even though I don't eat chili, I think this hot pot is delicious."
“Wow wow wow wow…what if I really can’t eat it anymore?”
The reporters also started to go crazy.
Now, the crowd watching in Notre Dame Square could not help it.
They rushed through the cordon and, like zombies meeting living people in a TV show, rushed towards the hot pot desperately.
Xerxes' legs were shaking when he saw that scene.
Really frightened, Xerxes brushed away the spoon and ran away.
Fortunately, those people’s target was not him, but the hot pot.
When the group rushed to the hot pot, they found that only soup was left in the pot.
But since you're here, you should at least try the soup before you leave, right?
Just like that, a large group of people started scrambling for the hot pot soup.
There were even a few people who started punching each other because the other scooped a little more.
"You broke the rules!"
"I am bad, so what?"
"You drink so much, what's left for others?"
"None of my business, I can drink as much as I want!"
"Get lost! I have to reason with you today."
People here started fighting, but the others turned a blind eye and continued to scramble for the hotpot soup.
In the end, because the hot pot soup was unevenly distributed, many people started fighting for a mouthful of hot pot soup.
All these scenes were broadcast live by the TV station's cameras.
The audience in front of the TV station have already forgotten what this live broadcast is for.
All they remembered was that a large group of people started fighting over the hot pot soup.
What kind of hot pot soup is so delicious?
They checked online and found out that it was the hot pot base produced by Lose restaurant.
They all swarmed to the Lose restaurant’s account and started grabbing the hot pot base.
Huang Xiaotong didn't expect that she had produced a large amount of hot pot base for stock.
I originally thought that I could survive for a long time.
But unexpectedly, it was sold short again.
Fans who failed to buy the products started to go crazy @Lose restaurant and asked Huang Xiaotong to restock the stock.
Huang Xiaotong was also overwhelmed and could only increase production efficiency and work overtime to catch up with the work.
A batch of goods was sold out in a few minutes.
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