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The duck was made into a round shape by her, and it was obviously fried in oil with a scorched skin. Don't think this dish is too monotonous. The most brilliant part is the "t" sauce of this dish.

Lin Xiaoqing put the duck in the middle of the plate, and then arranged it in a radial shape. The sauce was poured clockwise to the edge of the plate, and each one of these sauces was a color, which meant that each one was a kind of taste. This dish felt like a meat wrapped in flowers. Although the ingredients were simple, it gave people an extraordinary enjoyment.

As a foil, the flower petals have a great visual impact, coupled with the rich and special "t" sauce Everything is to cover up the rotten duck!

She gently cut a small piece of duck and put it into the mouth. After a try, um Sure enough, I can't taste what's wrong with it.

Finally, her tense nerves relaxed a little, but she got nervous when she thought that she was going to let those tough judges try it on After all, they are professional, so this little trick should be hard to escape their tongue, right?

"Miss Lin, what's the name of this dish?" Dabai handed Mai to Lin Xiaoqing, but he waited for almost five seconds, but he didn't wait for the answer.

"Name, name?" She is silly. She has spent all her energy on studying how to make the dish delicious and good-looking these days. She has never thought of naming this dish It's not her fault. After all, which housewife would name her dish?

But now that so many people are watching, they have to say Think about it, stupid, think about it!

"Flowers Wanhuajinxiu "weak voice, she said three times to let the support people understand.

After that, the food critics and wine merchants were very satisfied with the gorgeous appearance of the dish. After all, it was made of colorful petals. The diversity of colors was absolutely enough. Let me take the lead in picking up a petal and putting it into my mouth. A crisp "click" reverberated in his mind. He didn't expect that petals could have such a taste.

As he chewed, the original fragrance of the petals and the fragrance of the sauce added with "t" sauce mixed together, making the whole person's cells active. He sandwiched a few petals of other colors. The taste was the same, but the taste was slightly different. The wonderful taste was incomparable, and Qiao Feng's expression was the same as him.

Liu Dongqiang is the only one who is still indifferent. He cuts the layer on the outside of the crispy duck. In a moment, the mixed flavor of duck, red wine and t sauce permeates the air. The original spicy wine gives people a sweet feeling after being treated in this way. After a long time of stewing, the duck is fully integrated with the flavor of the wine, making it a kind of roast The smell of baking.

Liu Dongqiang straight frown, this technique How to be so similar to your own way of thinking? Can we say that this is the legend of the heart has a sense of intelligence?

He couldn't help looking at the shy Lin Xiaoqing standing in front of the glass platform like a pupil who did something wrong. This woman I little interesting.

The new product launch of wine products ended smoothly, and the representatives of food critics and wine merchants didn't notice anything unusual.

Beyond everyone's expectation, Lin Xiaoqing's elegant and fresh image is easy to get people's attention compared with the unorthodox regular chef.

The media even reported her excellent performance with one of the most beautiful, people-friendly and creative stars in French cuisine.

Such a great success made the wine merchants happily sign the contract, signing all the five-year advertising budget to song Beichuan's company.

Everyone happily ordered beer, fried chicken and other delicious food to celebrate in the company. Song Beichuan also promised to give Han Tong the greatest credit for the case.

However, after many colleagues in Beichuan put down the glass of wine, the leader of the company looked at him angrily.

It seems that Han Tong is embarrassed when she has no one to watch the dinner?

"Ah, I say boss," assistant Xiao Wang came to song Beichuan's side and asked cautiously, "are you provoking sister Tong again? Why else is she so angry? "

"Yes, sister Tong seems to be in a bad mood these days. She always lifts the table crazily."

"Maybe my aunt has been here for two weeks and hasn't left yet..."

"Shh, Shh! If she hears you're dead. "

Everyone you a word I a language of, conjecture the reason that the Han Tong mood is irritable and explosive.

Song Beichuan just smiles bitterly, looking at the red wine in the glass, but he has no interest in celebrating. Since the earth shaking confession last time, they have never sat down to have a good talk about this Incredible development, this kind of God unfolds, he thought only in the novel can appear, but really met very annoying.

It's true that he likes Han Tong, but it's never the kind of love between men and women. He thinks this kind of relationship is more like a brother, but she obviously doesn't think so Therefore, after that, the two people have been in this awkward relationship. On the surface, they are the boss and employees, but they can't find a proper position in private.Thinking about it, he then put down his glass and told his colleagues, "you can eat first. If it's OK, you can go home early and have a rest. I'll go to talk to Han Tong."

"Well, boss, be careful and come back alive!"

"Yes, yes, sister Tong's attack power is very strong these days. She also makes a critical attack from time to time. Even her eyes can kill people."

"What need? She doesn't have to use her eyes, OK? All she has to do is Snort and she can scare Xiao Wang out of his shit. "

"Hey, how can I have it? I'm just scared to pee, but I can't help it!"

…… It's another round of nonsense.

Song Beichuan left the conference room with a smile and took the elevator to the top floor. As expected, Han Tong stood there alone, leaning against the railing, with a cigarette on his finger, looking up quietly at the gloomy sky.

He walked over quietly and stood beside her side by side: "I thought you gave up smoking..."

She glanced at him lazily, her eyes no longer have the vitality of the past, she said indifferently, "I'm right to quit, but can't I fall in love temporarily?"

Hearing her words, song Beichuan felt speechless. Han Tong is injured because of him, but he can't give her any comfort. He can't give it, and he can't give it.

"When did it start?" He wanted to know how stupid he was.