Chapter 699

"It's not known who will win." Shang Liang leisurely said, "Mr. Da Jia, it's too early for you to make a conclusion so early."

"Ha ha, you are quite confident in your craft." Da Jia said with a smile, "no one has come here before. However, no matter which one, it's not all gone

"As the saying goes, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and the front waves beat to death on the beach!" Shangliang tit for tat said, "Mr. Da Jia, you are very knowledgeable. You should know the truth that youth is better than blue and better than blue."

"I'll wait and see!" Da Jia has a smile.

Then, Da Jia ordered the owner of the pickle shop to bring out the cooking utensils for making pickles and put them in front of Shang Liang. Then, some raw materials.

Da Jia pointed to these things and said, "please, chef!"

As a matter of fact, it's not hard to be good at all. You know, when Shang Liang was in China, he had already obtained the God of food recipe and got the essence of it. Su Tian's father is famous for his cooking skills with the help of Shangliang.

In Shang Liang's memory, only the Chinese cuisine is the most abundant and the most difficult to cook. If the cooking difficulty of Chinese cuisine is five stars, the cooking difficulty of Bangzi kimchi is half a star at most.

Shang Liang has a model and puts on a cook's hat and a cook's dress. It's really like that.

Seeing Shang Liang's slow and unimportant work, Da Jia sneered and said, "hurry up. If you want to use other irrelevant things to delay time, I tell you, you are delusional!"

"I said, I'm going to procrastinate!" Shangliang turned his lips and finally began to pick up the pickles and do the preparation before cooking.

The crowd gathered around.

Take another look at the live broadcasting room of daga. The number of people online has reached 200000. It seems that the popularity of Da Jia is very high, and Shang Liang's wild talk has attracted countless passers-by to watch.

Therefore, the number of live broadcast rooms in daga has been rising.

The more netizens watching, the more excited he was. When I think of the scene of robbing 30 million cash later, it will definitely make my live broadcast tonight become the focus and attract more fans.

At this time, Shangliang is concentrating on the cooking of pickles.

Looking at Shangliang's skillful production technique, he is no less than the chef. He really has the style of a chef, and his face is not good-looking.

Even the owners and customers of the pickle shop are all staring at Shangliang's cooking for fear of missing every important link.

Da Jia asked himself: is this boy really a chef?

"It's really pleasing to watch Mr. Shang's performance at the level of chef." Dongjian said with a thumping expression: "I can't believe that Mr. Shang's cooking skill is so good!"

"Well, I really can't understand Mr. Shang any more!" Hannana said with emotion, "I thought he was just a successful person besides his musical talent. How can you imagine that his cooking skill is so good! I'm so lucky to meet such an excellent man

"Nana, if you like Mr. Shang, go after him boldly!" Dongjian said with a smile, "there is an old saying in the Chinese dynasty, which is called" men chasing women, separated by heavy mountains, women chasing men, separated by heavy gauze. ". How thick a piece of yarn is, it will break when it is poked. "

"Screw you!" Hannana's face flushed and she was coy and angry.

"As a witness, everyone, my pickles are ready!" Shang Liang put the pickles on the table, then put several small plates on them, handed them to Da Jia in turn, and some customers close to him, and said, "let's have a taste, and see how it tastes."

Da Jia looked at the small plate in his hand, looked at the pickles with all kinds of color and fragrance, and then sent them to his mouth. This does not eat good, a eat startled, "how can... So delicious?"

Da Jia has already felt that the taste of the pickles made by Shangliang is completely different from that made by this pickle shop. It is a very unique taste, which makes people want to have a good aftertaste!

"How does it taste?" Shang Liang asked, squinting.

At this time, he was in a mixed mood. He wanted to praise him, but when he thought about the bet, he immediately changed his mind. He threw the small plate on the table with a straight face and said with disdain: "hum, it's not good at all. It's not as good as this pickle shop!"

"No, I feel delicious!" Some customers objected, "besides, I've never had such a delicious pickle!"

"Well, is there any more? Share with me. " Another customer said.

"I've been running a kimchi shop for so many years, and I always thought that's what kimchi does." Next, the pickle owner said with emotion: "but, until today, I didn't know that my previous cooking skills were too superficial! Now I understand that only the pickles made by this little brother can really be called the best in the world! "

Seeing that these customers, including the owner of pickles, were full of praise for Shangliang, Da Jia was a little flustered in an instant.

Da Jia wanted to sneak away when customers were excited and greedy of Shangliang's pickles. Who knew Shangliang was sharp eyed and stopped Da Jia's way like a shadow.

Shang Liang said with a smile: "Mr. Da Jia, all the customers present said that the pickles I made were good. Mr. daga, I believe your taste should not be different. So, I advise you to taste it again and judge again! "

"I..." is still good guess mind, big Jia really want to cry without tears.

"Kneel down, master!" In the crowd, I don't know who called.

"Kneel down, master!" As long as someone starts, the emotion behind will explode immediately.

Not only at the scene, but also in the broadcasting room of Da Jia, there was an endless stream of voices calling Da Jia to "kneel down and worship his teacher.". Fans keep brushing the screen, so that Da Jia can't see the screen at all.

Shangliang said with a smile: "you can't take my 30 million. However, I think I should have one more disciple today. In front of so many fans and customers, you as a daga, if you don't keep your word, you will lose countless fans. "

On hearing this, Da Jia was a little flustered. He immediately softened his knees and gave Shangliang a plop. He knelt down. "Master, please accept my worship!"