Ten minutes later, in the kitchen, the female reporter looked at Ma Tianyao squatting on the ground playing games...

"I'm so excited that I'm all paralyzed..."

"Well, this beauty, I am Dong Lin, an intern reporter at Provincial Taiwan News 365. I heard that you are Tian Yutian's golden chef, and your specialty cold porridge is the first in our Qinxi Province tourism recommendation list. However, many tourists have reported that no one has eaten it before. What's going on?"

Female reporter Dong Lin poked the microphone into Ma Tianyao's mouth.

"have no idea……"

"ah?"

Ma Tianyao said three words without raising her head. The female reporter was stunned and then became angry. She thought to herself that the intern reporter was also a reporter, don’t use bean bags as dry food. Okay, since you don’t cooperate, don’t blame me. She hummed indifferently and asked.

"Then... do you think it's appropriate to not wear chef's clothes in the kitchen? Also, playing mobile games during cooking... Is your kitchen management so loose?"

Ma Tianyao glanced at her with her head curled, and asked with a sneer.

"Haha, then do you think it's appropriate for idle people to come in in the kitchen?"

"I...I was brought in by your Mr. Zheng, and I was authorized!"

"Haha, that's a coincidence, so do I!"

"you!"

"I'm sorry, please let me know, you're blocking me from watching the time..."

"What?"

The female reporter was almost crazy and turned around and saw an electronic timer hanging on the wall behind. Ma Tianyao was obviously staring at the timer while playing games.

I just turned around and wanted to ask, but I found that Ma Tianyao had already gotten up and walked towards the freezer in the corner, opened the lid and looked, then adjusted the temperature and shouted at the chef.

"Tell Mr. Zheng that Lengzhu is OK."

"Okay!!"

Feng Ke has now become a choreographer. Although Ma Tianyao is cold, he asked Ma Tianyao some questions just now, and Ma Tianyao answered her very carefully.

Feng Ke was about to turn around and go out, but noisy voices came from outside the door, and Zheng Guangming spoke loudly.

"Secretary Zhao, this is our kitchen. Please slow down and slide carefully..."

Today, Zheng Guangming didn't give Manager Wang a chance to flatter him and got on his own.

With a flattery, more than a dozen leaders rushed in from the kitchen. The big belly of Zheng Guangming accompanied Secretary Zhao, who was smiling like a Maitreya Buddha, glanced into the kitchen and smiled when he saw the female reporter.

"Yeah, Xiaolin is here too?"

The female reporter Dong Lin obviously knew this person, so she nodded sweetly, and greeted the other person next to her.

"Uncle Liu, are you here too?"

Liu Jinlai was with Secretary Zhao, obviously knowing female reporter Dong Lin, and nodded in response with a smile.

"Haha, if you have time today, I will come and have a look with Secretary Zhao."

Ma Tianyao felt that the man's voice sounded familiar. When he turned his head and saw that his brows immediately frowned. The judge next to Secretary Zhao turned out to be Liu Jinlai during the competition!

Liu Jinlai obviously saw Ma Tianyao at this moment, and he smiled and wanted to wave to greet him. As soon as he raised his arm, Ma Tianyao actually turned his head back.

Secretary Zhao asked with a smile.

"Mr. Zheng, who is the chef who makes cold porridge? I will recommend it to me. Lao Liu praised me for his praise. I want to take a good look at who he is?"

“Oh oh oh…”

Zheng Guangming was panicked at this moment, thinking to himself, Ma Tianyao, when did you have a bad personality split? But you were split at this time, don’t smash my sign...

"Well, Tianyao, come here, this is Secretary Zhao who comes from the province..."

Zheng Guangming's cold sweat was over, and he was praying in his heart. Fortunately, Ma Tianyao turned around and said hello with great relief.

"Hello."

Although it is cold, it gives some face.

"Haha, I'm so young. I heard that you are a great choice for making cold porridge. Can I try it?"

Secretary Zhao responded with a smile, Ma Tianyao nodded and took out one from the freezer.

"Well, it looks extraordinary, it's clear and clear, and there's a faint fragrance of flowers when you smell it."

Dong Lin disdained Secretary Zhao's praise. She said in her heart, Humph, even if you make flowers, my report tonight will still be like a piece of shit.

Ten minutes later, everyone was on the table, and female reporter Dong Lin was also invited to sit with Secretary Zhao, looking at the cold monkey in front of her and pouted.

I thought to myself, no matter how delicious it is, I will say it is unpalatable...

As soon as I finished making the vow, one of the leaders at the same table spoke with a smile.

"Ah, don't you eat it? Haha, then give me this bowl...You girls like to lose weight, I know..."

Dong Lin was confused for a few seconds and thought to herself that she was losing weight. Even if I don’t eat it, you can’t steal mine…

The first batch of cold porridge was divided up by the people on the table, and it only took a few minutes.

"It looks good, it's better to eat!"

"Yes, it's smooth and smooth, sweet and not greasy..."

"This kind of porridge is really special..."

...

Several leaders were praising him. The second batch of cold porridge was served. Before the porridge was served, the leader was placed in front of him...

Then the third batch of cold porridge...

The fourth batch...

Dong Lin cried directly, thinking to himself, are you a pig? Do you still understand and be humble? I am a girl, okay? I only have 90 pounds, I will lose weight. You are 230, so if you don’t lose weight, you will lose weight?

When the fifth batch of cold porridge came, Dong Lin snatched a bowl and drank half of it in a big gulp in the surprise gaze of the leader.

"Hmm? So delicious?"

Then she snatched the bowl in front of the leader who just snatched her Lengzhu...

Zheng Guangming was worried about this meal. At the end, everyone discovered that no one moved the dozen cold and hot dishes on the table.

"Hi, haha, it's not bad. It seems that your Tianyutian's cold porridge is indeed the veritable number one."

Secretary Zhao burped and praised him with a rare word. Zheng Guangming was flattered. Just as he was about to be humble, Ma Tianyao came in with a plate.

"Dear leaders, this is also a special delicacy in our Heishui County. Roujiamo, please try it!"

Zheng Guangming was stunned, then his hair stood up all over his body, looked back and confirmed that Zhang Min did not come, and then he breathed a little relieved.

At this time, most people were actually full, but due to Ma Tianyao's face, everyone still took a piece.

Of course, except for Zheng Guangming, everyone also believed that this Roujiamo was also made by Ma Tianyao, including Liu Jinlai.

He picked up the Roujiamo, looked at it first, nodded, smelled it again, but frowned slightly.

"This cake should be baked by hand, and the meat is just out of the pot, but... it seems...hehe, forget it, it's okay..."
Chapter completed!