Chapter 820 How Did Your Eldest Son Die?
Yan Chenxi's soft voice echoed in the square.
This is the first time those who run Yan's Restaurant have heard such words about Yan's Restaurant.
Da Shan still couldn't believe it, he ate a few dishes that Yan Chenxi cooked later, ahead of all the judges.
Winning or losing is no longer that important to him.
He just wanted to know, if the Yan family dishes made by him and Kong Ji were not authentic, then what would be the real authentic taste.
Dashan is stuck, this is indeed the taste of Yan's family dishes, the taste that he and Kong Jiming know how to cook, but they can't surpass it.
This taste even surpassed the late Xiong Qiang!
Yan Chenxi's words moved the proprietress's face, and she burst into tears, "Qiang Zi once said that to inherit Yan's family dishes, you must respect the ingredients. To inherit the inheritance, you must be honest with the people."
In fact, before again, inheritance has been adhering to these two points in its operation.
When it was in Xiong Qiang's hands, the price of any dish had never been raised in those years.
Looking at today, Yanjiacai has become synonymous with waste and expensive.
The proprietress looked at Yan Chenxi with tears in her eyes, and suddenly, she realized something, looked at Yan Chenxi for a moment, and asked in a trembling voice, "Chenxi, are you Yan Jia, the founder of Yan Jiacai? Descendants?"
As soon as the voice fell, the scene immediately exploded.
Yes, I know the origin of Yanjia cuisine, know how to cook Yanjia cuisine, and can even grow all things that even Kong Ji doesn't know how to do. Moreover, it has been recognized by Mr. Wu, the leader of the culinary world.
Most importantly, her surname is Yan!
As we all know, the founder of Yanjiacai is named Yan!
The proprietress' words stirred up a thousand waves, and the waves spread among the people in the square.
If he is really the heir of Yan Jiacai, then that old plaque belongs to him.
After all, people's surnames are spoken!
Just when the proprietress's voice fell, Xiong Wei was already in a hurry. His eyes were red, and he stared at the proprietress, "The descendants of the founders, I have never heard of the founders and descendants! What is the surname?" Now, the surname Yan can explain that she is related to the founder of Yan Jiacai?"
Old Wu stared at Xiong Wei coldly, "Even if Ms. Yan is not the descendant of the founder, Ms. Yan is a veritable winner in this culinary competition! What else do you have to say?"
"Me!" Xiong Wei gritted his molars and looked at the town leaders.
The town leader started to avoid his eyes at this moment, obviously starting to avoid him.
Seeing that the old plaque is about to be obtained, but now it has become the current result, how can he be reconciled.
"Leader! Don't you say something!" Xiong Wei looked at the town leader with threats in his eyes.
In recent years, Xiong Wei has spent a lot of money on the town leaders, and he has evidence of this sum. Today, if he doesn't get the old plaque of inheritance, then no one will think about it.
The town leader saw the threat in Xiong Wei's eyes, and was startled, "Xiong Wei, calm down!"
Xiong Wei sneered, "I can't calm down, anyway, that old plaque can only be mine!"
He regretted it, he should not have listened to this person long ago, and promised to hold some cooking competition.
"That's right!" Mr. Xiong also came forward to chime in, "That was originally my eldest son's property. If my eldest son died, it was my Xiong family's property. Why give it to others!"
"Your eldest son?" Yan Chenxi raised his eyes, looked at Mr. Xiong and smiled lightly, "Speaking of your eldest son, don't you wonder why he died?"
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[Countdown to go home, I will reply to the sixth update this weekend, and then I will start to save the manuscript, and I will make up for everyone next month, and it will be updated~]