"If you Yunlailou is going to participate in such a good food competition?" I asked.

"What kind of ginseng?" The copper head beside me gave me a blank look.

And I glanced at Master Wu who was sitting silently on the bench and drinking with his head down.

In a trance, the two extremely unpalatable side dishes seemed to float by my eyes...

It seems that I can't participate.

I sighed.

Just as I was about to give up my thoughts, I caught a glimpse of the boss's wife staring at the lion dance team away, with a sad expression on her face.

A mature young woman leaning beside the door, with loneliness and loss in her eyes...

If you can squat on the opposite side and enjoy this scene quietly, it should have a unique flavor.

"Boss, have you participated in this food competition?" I turned my eyes and walked over to test.

"It happened many years ago." The boss lady came to her senses and wiped her hands and said.

"This Eagle Claw King's birthday party is held once a year." Jizha explained, "So this food competition is also once a year."

"Boss, do you cook too?" I asked again.

"I actually don't know much." The boss smiled reluctantly, "When I participated in it, I just used it as a chef for my father..."

Speaking of this, the boss's wife's eyes drifted into the distance, as if she was trapped in memories.

"The master has passed away for many years." The twitter reminded me quietly: "Don't talk nonsense."

I understood it intently and asked again: "Can I get the ranking?"

"The first place in the fifth consecutive year, on the 40th birthday of the Eagle Claw King, the Eagle Claw King personally gave a golden kitchen knife." The boss said with infinite emotion, "It's a pity that since then, trouble has followed..."

What's the trouble?

I can imagine it without her answer.

Those who accompany reputation and money are always slander and jealousy - not only from enemies, but also from friends and relatives.

I looked up at the surrounding environment.

Wooden beams are eroded, wall skin is peeled, tables and chairs are broken, and dust is accumulated in the corners...

Yunlai Tower used to be very glorious, but now it is completely collapsed.

"Boss lady," I suddenly said, "Don't you want to attend another food conference?"

"Attend?" The boss lady was stunned.

After a while of silence, she shook her head: "I don't want to."

"I don't want to, but I still dare not think?" I said to the point.

"Is there any difference?" the boss's wife smiled bitterly.

"There is a difference." I yelled.

"Is there a difference?" the boss's wife frowned.

She looked at the chatter.

"There is a difference." Chuan nodded.

She looked at the copperhead again.

"Yes, there is a difference." Tongtou also nodded.

I took a step forward and reached out to the boss lady: "Pull me."

The boss's wife hesitated for a moment and took my wrist.

I pulled the boss's wife and walked out the door.

The sun shines on her forehead.

"Is there a difference?" I said seriously.

I pulled her back into the eaves again.

There is no sunshine here, and the air is filled with a slight smell of oil.

"Is there any difference?" I said solemnly again.

"Yes!" Master Wu said suddenly, and then smashed the bottle in his hand to the ground with a bang.

"Okay." The boss lady smiled.

This time, she smiled brightly.

"I announce that we, Yunlailou, will participate in this Wandian Food Competition!"

Everyone was laughing.

The gloomy aura that had been lingering in Yunlailou for many years seemed to be swept away at this moment.

If you feel depressed and dark, do something you have always wanted to do but never did.

Just making this decision can make your mood brighter.

So, there will always be a difference.

Let’s stop talking. After being happy, everyone in Yunlailou mobilized to prepare for the upcoming food competition.

In fact, there are only five people.

The boss lady, Master Wu, Chazhao, Tongtou, plus me.

"According to the rules of the past years, contestants need to make three dishes and one soup on site. Only when the people who go to the venue to try it, vote, and the ten votes with the highest number of votes are eligible to enter the final stage." The boss's wife explained to everyone, "So our top priority is to decide which three dishes and which soup to make."

"Make dumplings, I like to eat dumplings the most." Chuan suggested.

"Noodles, hot noodles, simple and delicious." Tongtou buzzed.

"I can cook not many dishes." Master Wu said coldly.

"Then what do you do?" I asked.

"Fried rice, fried eggs, fried meat, stir-fried shredded radish, stir-fried melon and vegetables..." said Master Wu.

"Okay." I stopped him from continuing, "You can't ask for any of these dishes you know!"

Master Wu did not refute.

"Boss, how long has it been since you cooked?" I asked.

"I still cook occasionally." The boss lady said quietly.

"Then try a fried rice?" I said.

The proprietress nodded, rolled up her sleeves, and went to the kitchen to have a busy meal.

After a stick of incense, a large plate of steaming fried rice was brought up.

The slightly burnt yellow rice grains are piled up in a golden shape, and there are obvious gaps between each grain, and a trace of fragrance is floating out of the gaps between the rice grains.

I stared at the fried rice for a while before I picked up the wooden spoon, scooped up half a spoonful of rice grains, and put them into my mouth.

"How is it?" asked nervously.

I closed my eyes.

"This is just a plate of ordinary fried rice. The rice was left yesterday. Except for soy sauce, there was no added any seasoning." I said slowly, "The rice grains are too hard and the soy sauce is not evenly copied, resulting in some rice grains that taste too strong, and some rice grains have no taste at all..."

"That's just not delicious." Tongtou said.

I opened my eyes.

"Why isn't it delicious? It's so delicious!" I suddenly scooped a few spoonfuls of fried rice and kept sending it into my mouth.

Jazha and Tongtou looked at each other, and picked up the spoon without being left behind.

Not long after, the whole plate of fried rice was emptied by the three of us.

"It's so delicious." Jae-chan said, touching his belly.

"It's when you grow up, everything you eat is delicious." The boss lady said with a smile.

"No, this is that flowers still need green leaves to be furnished!" I said.

Compared to Master Wu’s two side dishes, this plate of fried rice is simply a delicious food on earth.

"Hey, I'm sorry for Master Wu when you say that." said the boss lady.

"I really can't cook." Master Wu said seriously, "I haven't learned it, and I rarely watch others cook it. I just think about it."

"But you have good knife skills, stable hands, and control your strength just right." I said, "so if you let this plate of fried rice be fried, it will definitely taste better."

"I've cooked it, no," Master Wu shook his head and said.

"It's not that you can't cook it, it's that you can't season it." I immediately said, "Although the boss knows how to season it, the skill in his hands is not enough, so you two must cooperate to make a delicious dish!"

"Oh?" Master Wu's eyes lit up.

"Really?" The boss lady was half-believing and half-doubting.

"Don't believe it?" I said with my head in a slant, "If you don't believe it, then let's fry another plate."
Chapter completed!