After waiting for a few minutes, Jiang Yang's Mapo Tofu was ready.
"Come on, come on, let's taste each other.
Students down here, come taste it too and vote together. Don't say we're the only ones tasting it and then bully your principal."
Hearing this, several students' eyes lit up and they came up happily.
They were happy to taste the chef's cooking.
Although they didn't understand it just now, it didn't matter. They firmly believed that the three dishes made by Jiang Yang were better than those made by others.
The first thing I tried was Zhulong Mapo Tofu.
It is smooth, tender, spicy and fragrant.
Several people, including the students, nodded.
“Very good, tastes much better than most restaurants.”
"Hmm~! Okay, you have a unique understanding of the sauce."
"Shhh, this Mapo Tofu soup is also very flavorful, not bad, not bad."
......
Several people made up their minds and began to vote.
There were 12 people in total, and Zhu Long's dish received 8 votes.
The honest Zhu Long showed his joy on the surface, and then looked at everyone proudly.
The Mapo Tofu made by others who followed closely behind received 10 votes, 8 votes, 11 votes, and 9 votes respectively.
Finally, there is the Mapo Tofu made by Jiang Yang.
"Please come in!"
The steaming hot, red Mapo Tofu, dotted with star-like chopped green onions, looks very appetizing.
Everyone picked up a piece of tofu and first put it to their nose to smell it.
Suddenly, several chefs felt different.
The aroma is different, and it doesn’t seem to be as spicy as the ones they make themselves, but it still retains the aroma of authentic Mapo Tofu.
It also contains a different aroma, but the chefs can't tell what the difference is.
I don't understand it, and I can only taste it to appreciate the different flavors.
Just entered.
“Hmm~!?
Something is wrong, something is very wrong.”
Zhu Long seemed to have eaten something new and exotic. He kept smacking his lips while he tilted his head to think about it.
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