Horne applauded him.
Countless people watching the live broadcast on Xingwang gave Xie Yan a reward, and the special effects of the reward almost killed the live broadcast room.
Everyone present was stunned by Xie Yan's remarks, and a needle could be heard falling from the quiet scene. That's why Horne's applause sounded so harsh, it was more like a slap in the face, hitting those who were conservative and quibbled for the sake of profit. The Chef Association, from Bai Ju'an to the other judges, all turned pale. Bai Ju'an pointed at Xie Yan and said, "You, you don't want to join the Chefs Association in your life!"
"Thank you, I didn't want to go in from beginning to end." Xie Yan replied politely.
He is an actor, why did he join the Chefs Association
Xie Yan also doesn't like to join any organization, how tiring, he just wants to be a salted fish.
Qiao Jiaze's face also changed. He felt that his first place was like a hot potato, making him want to throw it out.
What Xie Yan said just now, he began to listen very harshly, thinking that he was simply ignorant. What is the Imperial City School of Cuisine, what is the Chef's Association? Offending the Chef's Association, doesn't he want to have higher achievements in the future
But he was shaken by Xie Yan's words again.
Think about it carefully, is this situation really normal? Is it really reasonable? The existence of the Chef's Association was born during the era of mass extinction, and has since existed until modern times, becoming an absolute monopoly.
Yes, sometimes it is reasonable, but not all of it. He took it for granted, and now that he was refuted, he couldn't say anything to refute it.
He found that Xie Yan said things he dared not say and did things he dared not do.
Now, what if he wins the championship
Xie Yan has long been the uncrowned king.
No one was looking at him as the champion, everyone was looking at Xie Yan.
Xie Yan walked towards Horne.
"Are you all right?" Horne asked with concern.
Xie Yan shook his head, "It's a pity, the bottom of this pot has been boiled for so long, I agreed to let you taste it." He quickly sneered, "But they touched that pot, and I ate with them. Disgusting too."
Horne comforted: "It doesn't matter, we will have time in the future."
"No, what I've worked so hard to come up with can't be cheap for these guys." Xie Yan was stubborn, he looked at Xue Li, "Can I take away the bottom of the butter pot that I didn't use?"
He boiled a full pot, which itself is not enough to finish a meal. The bottom of the fried butter pan will solidify into lumps after cooling. At this time, cut it open with a knife and pack it into boxes. Every time you eat it, use bone broth to make broth, and put a piece of butter in it, it is delicious Butter pan. The finished product has five kilograms in one boil, and it can be eaten many times, which is very convenient.
Xue Li was stunned for a moment, thinking about how to answer him, when she saw Bai Ju'an beside him with a very ugly face and said, "How can you bring back the things you made?"
"If I remember correctly, there is no rule that candidates are not allowed to bring back their finished products, right?" Xie Yan has read the rules and regulations of all competitions. .
Bai Ju'an looked at Xie Yan and pondered, but he was actually thinking about how to deal with Xie Yan.
They changed their tune today, but it was actually because of a message from someone at the top of the Imperial Culinary Institute and the Chefs Association. The message did not explicitly say that Xie Yan could not be the first, but it directly gave a negative content about the detected hot pot. They are all working together, and everyone knows very well that this means using Xie Yan to make a negative investigation of hot pot and keep him out of the door.
Bai Ju'an has been in the Chefs Association for a long time, and is well versed in the style of the chefs' association.
The stigma of hot pot is just the beginning. Seizing this opportunity, the Chefs Association will beat the Mr. Queen in front of him to the point of being unable to turn over.
Bai Ju'an didn't understand why they were so active, but seeing Xie Yan's appeal in Xingwang, if he didn't stifle his influence in his infancy, maybe one day in the future, he would shake the authority of the Chefs Association.
This is not tolerated by the Chefs Association. Although Bai Ju'an liked Xie Yan's hot pot very much, but for his own future, he could only sweep Xie Yan out of the house.
"These materials are all prepared by the organizer. As a chef, there is no reason to take them away, right?" Bai Ju'an felt that he didn't know how to praise, and wanted to find him uncomfortable.
"I'll spend the money at the head office!" Xie Yan blurted out, thinking to myself that I've worked so hard, why should I be cheaper for you, I don't!
The words blurted out, and then he remembered one thing:
It seems that I only have 4 crystal coins left in my account.
He looked at Huo Nai with a stern look, thinking that it's all your fault that Laozi pretends to fail and lose face!
Huo Nai's eyes met with him. At first, he couldn't parse the information contained in the eyes, and suddenly "???".
Xie Yan slowly put his eyes back on the snow, and asked, "How much will I pay."
He took Huo Nai's arm to make him bend over, smiled and whispered in his ear, word by word, gritted his teeth: "Now, immediately, give it to me, get it, that, or..."
The word "money" gave Huo Nai a clue. He understood the complex emotions contained in Xie Yan's eyes just now, and took time to think about Xie Yan's state of mind at this time, and couldn't help but want to laugh.
From the point of view of a bystander, he naturally knew how many audiences gave Xie Yan a reward. Not only could they go back, but the money was enough to travel around the galaxy.
Xie Yan saw Huo Nai laugh, and couldn't help twisting his waist: Still laughing, still laughing!
Didn't you see that his pretense magic was about to break
Xue Li is not a person inside or outside, and he is very dissatisfied with the judges of the Chefs Association. As the person in charge, he was very satisfied with what Xie Yan did. This kind of hot taste is what the Xuehai Planet lacks. The people here live in the ice and snow all year round, with a cold temperament. They need to find something hot to neutralize it, but they have never found it.
But this time Xie Yan gave them a very good answer.
What Qiao Jiaze made was just an improved version of Xiangxuehai Restaurant, which was not innovative, and Xueli was not moved at all. He had been thinking that after this competition, no matter what Xie Yan achieved, he would find him to discuss cooperation.
In the end, this zero-point coquettish operation really hit him in the face and flashed his waist.
He never expected that the Chefs Association would come to such an operation. Have those people's brains been kicked by donkeys
A bunch of bastards, how can I talk about cooperation? Obviously, the chefs association will check the qualification of hot pot. Without qualification, hot pot will not be able to reach the public. It is possible to do it privately, but there is no way to sell it in a restaurant.
Something as simple as ingredients still needs to be expressed...
Xueli really had the heart to drag out the snowball machine and throw snowballs to kill this group of people.
He cleared his throat.
Huo Nai leaned over to Xie Yan's ear.
Xie Yan's ears immediately turned red, and he felt the warmth of his auricle. He blinked unconsciously, his eyelashes flickered, and his tone was like a paper tiger pretending to be tough: "Just talk when you talk, why are you so close?"
"Don't worry, we have money."
His voice was low and feminine, with a smile in his tone, which sounded so good to Su Ji.
Xie Yan's eyes widened suddenly, he turned his head and asked, "Really?"
The two were too close together, soft lips brushed against Huonai's cheek, and his heart seemed to be scratched with a feather.
"Where did it come from?" Xie Yan asked silently, making a mouth shape.
Huo Nai saw his lips parted, his teeth white, and the tip of his tongue flexible. It's strange, I didn't think Xie Yan was good-looking before, but now it seems that he is very beautiful.
He unconsciously adjusted his mentality and whispered, "Fans rewarded."
Xie Yan immediately gained confidence, and the whole person showed a "I am super fierce" momentum.
"Although this is something prepared by the hotel, it's not valuable. If Mr. Queen wants to take it away, he might as well take it away." Xue Li said with a smile, "Everyone who comes to Xue Hai is a guest."
He said, looking at the hot pot and those things with reluctance.
Xie Yan understood in seconds, Xue Li wanted to eat it, but now it was a sandwich biscuits, and some were not human inside and out, so it was difficult to open the mouth.
However, this sentence has a very obvious tendency, and this person is obviously on his own side. However, it is difficult for individuals to bear the pressure of the organization, but it is not easy to be able to do this. Thinking of this, he took the initiative to say: "I will pay for it, otherwise people will talk about it behind my back, and I will panic when I eat."
Xue Li breathed a sigh of relief, and said quickly, "Alright, I'll let someone pack it for you here."
Xie Yan naturally and generously opened his live broadcast backstage, and used the reward money to settle the money for things. Although he spent a lot of money, he was very happy!
Account balance: 6 8345 9999.
The numbers kept jumping online, and Xie Yan felt more at ease physically and mentally.
Bai Ju'an: "..." His expression was rather speechless.
With a game like this, Xie Yan didn't bother to care about the follow-up, let alone Bird Bai Ju'an.
So far, what is there to say? Different road non-phase plan.
Only a part of the ingredients processed this time was used. The rest is still chilled in the machine. The snow was packed, and a mobile refrigerator was used, which was placed layer by layer.
The bottom of the butter pot congealed into lumps, Xie Yan cut out a piece with a knife, put it in a box, and even gave him the sauce: "You keep these things, it's not difficult to make, you can taste them yourself. taste."
Xue Li was a little surprised, thought about it and took it over: "Thank you then, I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with you in the future."
This made Xie Yan listen at ease and said, "If there is a chance."
After all these things happened, Xie Yan didn't want to stay here to cause more troubles, so he simply bought a ticket for Huonai, and the two of them took the nearest spaceship to return to Planet Modo.
To be honest, Xie Yan felt a little bad after it took so long to come out. Waste time and energy. But he gained a lot of fans.
After the reward money is divided, there are more than 600 million! It's a rocket - oh no faster rate of wealth appreciation.
He didn't become a billionaire in his last life, but he didn't expect to achieve this wish in this life - in a way he didn't expect.
Xie Yan was too happy, and happily said to Huonai beside him: "This is also a loss, and a mulberry elm."
Huo Nai's question mark face: "What do you mean?"
... the evil cultural gap, and every word has to be translated by itself.
Xie Yan: "It means a blessing in disguise."
Huonai's expression was a little serious: "I'm afraid the chefs' association won't give up."
Xie Yan sighed, put the star gateway up, and looked out the window: "If you can't escape, why should you be too timid?"
He knew that his identity was actually a hidden mine, and it might explode at some point. Because of this, he did not go back to his old business, but chose to be a faceless blogger, but this time to show his face, it may be his last time to show his face.
"You said, will the Chef's Association have sex? For example, find a bounty hunter to kill me or something, and disguise it as an accident." Xie Yan gave full play to an actor's imagination.
As soon as these words fell, a few fragments of memory flashed in Huonai's mind.
Assassination, disguised as an accident... something to do with my past
A pain hit his brain.
Just like someone stabbed a knife from the temple, stirring maliciously, this kind of mental pain is more than Lingchi's pain than the pain of physical injury. He gritted his teeth, felt his temples jump, his eyes were bloodshot, and he almost lost consciousness.
He seemed to be holding the last life-saving straw in his hand, holding it tightly, never letting go from beginning to end.
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