This smells so good!
Zhang Chuanlu naturally smelled it too.
The smell made him slightly dazed, and he suddenly remembered the first time he followed his master to learn how to make Kung Pao Chicken.
Mrs. Ye took the Kung Pao Chicken out of the pot and brought it to the stage.
Zhang Chuanlu took the opportunity to quickly step forward, picked up Mrs. Ye's cooking spatula, dipped his finger in some of the soup and took a sip.
You know what, this tastes much better than what he makes.
Zhang Chuanlu's face turned pale and blue. He never thought that he could actually be outdone by a woman.
At this time, Mrs. Ye had already carried the dishes to the stage. Looking at the Kung Pao Chicken in her hand, every wrinkle on Mr. Cen's face showed satisfaction.
The county magistrate said, "I think this one is reliable. It smells delicious."
Although others didn't know the relationship between Mr. Cen and Mrs. Ye, judging from the color and aroma, there was nothing wrong with Mrs. Ye's dish.
Mr. Cen smiled and said, "Come, everyone, try it!"
The county magistrate actually didn’t like Kung Pao Chicken very much. He always felt that chicken breast tasted bad.
But in order to give face to Mr. Cen and Mrs. Ye, he pretended to be very happy and put a spoonful of soup into his own bowl.
Mrs. Ye was sharp-eyed and noticed that his spoonful was basically filled with peanuts, with one or two pieces of chicken dotted in between.
But when the county magistrate tasted the diced chicken, his expression changed instantly.
He immediately picked up the only piece of diced chicken left in the bowl with his chopsticks and chewed it carefully. He couldn't help but ask, "Madam You, why is your diced chicken so delicious? It's not dry or tough, but fresh and tender."
"In reply to your Excellency, because I didn't use chicken breast, but skinned and de-tendoned chicken thighs, the taste is better than chicken breast."
Upon hearing this, the county magistrate immediately gave Sister Ye a thumbs-up and said, "To be honest, I never liked Kung Pao Chicken before.
"I originally thought it was a matter of my taste, but now it seems it's all my fault for not getting to know Madam You sooner!"
The other people also raved about the food.
Even Wan Ziqiu, who spoke the least, nodded with a smile.
The people below couldn't hear what they were saying on the stage, but they could clearly see gestures like thumbs up, smiles and nods.
"Dad, the county magistrate gave mom a thumbs up!" Qingtian said happily to Boss Ye with his head down.
Boss Ye let his daughter sit on his shoulders and nodded when he heard this: "Yes, your mother is really amazing."
Upon hearing this, Qingtian quickly reached out and patted his head, saying, "Dad, you're already very capable. You're a tiger-slaying hero!"
Boss Ye originally had no intention of being jealous of his wife, but he still felt very touched by his daughter's comfort.
The onlookers were also talking about it.
"This looks pretty good!"
"Of course. Why, you don't know her yet? Well, let me tell you..."
"Oh, she's the Miss You who went to the countryside to host a banquet and was invited back by Mr. Jiang?"
"That's right, I'm lucky enough to have attended two wedding banquets where Madam You was the chef.
“Mrs. You’s cooking is really delicious!
"You all know that although things are not so busy after the autumn harvest, there are still often people who don't come to wedding banquets, so it's normal for some seats to be vacant.
"But guess what? When I went to the wedding banquet for the second time, I almost fainted as soon as I entered the courtyard.
"There were so many people! In the end, there weren't enough stools. Many people came with their families just to enjoy Madam You's cooking again."
"That's really amazing."
"What's the big deal? The most amazing thing is that if you still want to enjoy Madam You's cooking, you can't rely on attending the wedding banquet, unless your family has connections with some high-ranking official in the capital.
"But it makes sense. As the saying goes, people go to high places and water flows to low places!"
The people below were talking at once, and Mrs. Ye returned to her seat with the leftover dishes from the people on the stage.
She had nothing to do after that, and could only wait for the final results to be announced.
Mrs. Ye put down the plate and turned her head involuntarily to look at Miss Zhou.
Miss Zhou was going to make sweet and sour pork ribs today. Fortunately, with the help of Sister Ye, she was able to grab two ribs in a good position.
She was almost done and had already started to cook the sauce over high heat.
Mrs. Ye took a deep breath and could faintly smell the sweet and sour flavor, which was quite fragrant.
Looking at the busy Miss Zhou, who seemed afraid that she would be caught up if she stopped, she was much better than those men who were conceited but could not do anything at all.
Looking at Yao Jinrong who was still in a panic on the other side, Mrs. Ye felt a lot in her heart.
At this time, more and more people began to go on stage, and even Yao Jinrong came back with his own dishes.
Miss Zhou was extremely anxious, but she couldn't skip the step of collecting the juice.
No matter how anxious she was, she could only wait patiently.
When the soup finally dripped onto the ribs, Miss Zhou immediately used a stove hook to hook out the charcoal that was burning brightly in the stove.
Then the ribs were placed on a plate, simply decorated and served.
Mrs. Ye watched her all the way up to the stage. Seeing the satisfied expressions on the faces of the people on the stage after they tasted the food, she was really happy for her from the bottom of her heart.
Not long after, Miss Zhou came down from the stage with an excited look on her face. She deliberately took a detour to pass by Mrs. Ye, thanked her shyly, and then gave all the remaining ribs on the plate to Mrs. Ye.
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