In a private living room with dishes in Rongcheng, there are several elderly people sitting, about seventy or eighty years old, and only sixty years old.

"Oh, there are fewer and fewer old guys." said an old man. Another old man also responded: "Yes, I'm so anxious. I'm leaving anxiously."

"Okay! Don't talk about these, everyone has that day. Just think they have a rest in advance." An old man spoke. If Jiang Yang was here, he would recognize that the old man was the one who spoke that day - Lin Yong!

"Lao Lin, why are you calling us here?" An old man said, "This is Chen Zuyi's grandfather, Mr. Chen, and Chen Quanzhou."

Lin Yong said: "First, let's hear everyone's views on the Food Festival, and second, I want to invite everyone to form a judge."

At this time, a man with big arms and a round waist, and his body was not as good as the old man's words: "Look at it, this food festival is a child's thing. What's so good about it! I said you don't do serious things, just do nothing."

Lin Yong looked at the old man with a headache and said, "Xu Zheng, why do you still have this temper?"

Xu Zheng glared at his eyes and said, "What's wrong with my temper? Old Man Lin, please tell me clearly today."

Lin Yong had a headache and did not respond. He looked at others and stopped looking at Xu Zheng. The rest of the people were laughing. Xu Zheng's bad temper was indeed a headache. It was even more troublesome when he was young, but he offended many people, and he only restrained himself when he was old.

At this time, an old man spoke, he was the oldest and most respected person here. He said, "The Food Festival is good. I know that some people present cannot see the Food Festival clearly. They think that this is the food made by some children who entertain themselves and deceive the public. Such as fried potatoes and ice noodles are things that cannot be used on the table and are not considered delicious food. But what is the definition of food? Who is the food for? Are we for self-entertainment? No! The food comes from Chen Yi and the public, so the food also comes from the public. Only what everyone likes is called delicious food. Food is not self-admiration, nor is it a slight selves.

I agree to form a judges, maybe... can I find a good seedling?"

After saying that, everyone was thinking, and everyone was so old. As the saying goes, people become sophisticated. These principles are just not thought about, but it does not mean they can't figure it out. Moreover, today's cooking industry is indeed gradually becoming more and more distant from the public's life. Famous dishes and delicacies are getting farther and farther away from the public's life, and the food festival may be really an opportunity. As for Mr. Jiang's last words, everyone didn't take them seriously. Is it so easy to find good seedlings? If it is really that easy, the cooking industry will not be a little unlucky.

Chen Quanzhou took the lead and said, "I agree with Mr. Jiang's opinion."

Afterwards, the others agreed. When Lin Yong saw this, a smile appeared on his face. Sure enough, the most correct decision was to ask Mr. Jiang.

"Okay, since everyone has no objection, then we will form a judges." Lin Yong finally settled down.

Xu Zheng said with no concern and said, "Then when will we go?"

Lin Yong said: "I'll go tonight. There are about 112 stalls in the Food Festival. If we can't finish it in one day, it just so happens that the Food Festival has three consecutive days, so we can try it a little a day."

Chen Quanzhou said: "What if there are repetitions?"

Lin Yong said: "Everyone must taste it, even if it is a repetitive dish. Everyone in his heart makes it different, so it is necessary to taste it."

Everyone nodded, this was a good thing. Everyone was a chef and could understand it.

There is still discussion here, and there is also a group of people on the other side of Rongcheng.

"I'm going to invite you all today. I'm sure you've received the news before, so I won't go into details. The only thing is that when we go to taste it, we must be fair and just. Everyone is famous online, either food bloggers or food critics. I believe this is not difficult for everyone!"

There are many discussions below. Those who can participate are famous people, and there are no bad records. Some sensitive people seem to have smelled something. They originally thought it was just an ordinary food festival, but now it seems that it is not simple.

Jiang Lan is also one of these people. Her Weibo account once promoted Jiangyang's hotel. She was invited to participate in the food festival tasting. Unlike other people's purposes, what she was most excited about was that she could taste countless delicacies.

Originally, she wanted to grab tickets, but later she learned that she was coming to participate in the tasting work of the food festival, so she gave up on grabing tickets.

Her boyfriend did not come. Yes, she left her boyfriend alone to attend the food festival. Actually, it is not. Her boyfriend wants to work, and this tasting job cannot bring his family.

The organizer of the Food Festival is very determined and the review of the top ten foods is quite strict. Not only are there ordinary tourists voted, but also professional chefs from the cooking industry to review, and some famous online food bloggers come to taste. In fact, it is not just these people, but also a group of people, with very few people, and they have already arrived at the Food Festival.

These people are real food critics, unlike online, which are more professional. However, according to their meaning, they have to try it secretly, just like ordinary tourists.

The organizer has no choice but to do this. Who said that these are all masters, but it is difficult to ask for help.

The organizer said that he was awesome, but he also scored the target. For example, those masters in the cooking industry are not allowed to be the president of the Chef Association, and others will not miss the organizer.

Jiang Yang and Meng Wanqiu soon arrived at the location of Zhu Shufa. This was a market, the very old one. The two parked their cars outside and walked in.

Jiang Yang called Uncle Zhu, and Uncle Zhu soon found them.

"Xiaoyang, who is this?" Uncle Zhu looked at Meng Wanqiu and said.

Jiang Yang introduced: "Meng Wanqiu, my friend. This is my uncle."

Meng Wanqiu shouted generously: "Hello Uncle Zhu."

Uncle Zhu smiled happily and said quickly, "Oh, hello." After saying that, he looked at Jiang Yang, and his eyes meant that you kid had something to hide from me!

Jiang Yang was helpless and looked at Uncle Zhu. The meaning in his eyes was that it was not what you thought. Uncle Zhu chose to ignore Jiang Yang's eyes.

"Is Xiao Mengre? Uncle Zhu is going to buy you a bottle of water." Uncle Zhu said.

Meng Wanqiu was flattered and said, "No, no, I'm not hot, Uncle Zhu."

But Uncle Zhu didn't listen, and stubbornly went to buy a bottle of frozen water, handed it to Meng Wanqiu and said, "That boy Xiaoyang is really, I don't know how to feel sorry for you. The weather is so hot, I don't know how to buy a bottle of water. Let's talk about him when I look back."

Meng Wanqiu knew that Uncle Zhu had misunderstood, so he blushed and lowered his head and refused to speak.

Jiang Yang said helplessly: "Uncle Zhu, we are really not what you think."

Uncle Zhu glared and said, "What's not! No matter what, Xiao Meng is a girl, you don't know how much you care about it!"

Jiang Yang couldn't refute what he said, so he said deflatedly: "Okay, whatever you say is what you want. Take us to get the tofu quickly, I have to rush back."

Uncle Zhu suddenly reacted and said, "Yes, come and follow me."

After turning around, Uncle Zhu took them to a remote place. Before he arrived, Jiangyang smelled a scent of beans.

Uncle Zhu said: "This is an old workshop, and I have been working on it for decades. It is the best tofu in the surrounding area."

Jiang Yang nodded. He only needed to smell it and knew that the tofu was better than the ones next to him.

The next thing was simple. Pay the money to get the tofu and put it in the ice cubes prepared by Uncle Zhu in the morning. Jiang Yang moved it out alone and placed it in Meng Wanqiu's car.

"When did this kid become so strong?" Uncle Zhu muttered.

After saying goodbye to Uncle Zhu, Meng Wanqiu and Jiang Yang drove back to the food festival venue.

On the way, Jiang Yang said, "Well, squad leader, don't mind! I will explain Uncle Zhu's misunderstanding to him."

Meng Wanqiu said: "It's okay."

The two of them were speechless all the way, and they were different from the joy they came from. Now the road was a little dull. Jiang Yang thought to himself, probably he had offended her.

When she returned to the place, Meng Wanqiu smiled again, as if the previous dullness was not her.
Chapter completed!