Song Zixuan ignored Yang Junye and the others, but walked out of the shed.

"If you want, you can line up to taste the dishes one by one, and start here."

Song Zixuan pointed at the side and said, and then the students immediately lined up spontaneously.

Seeing this, Yang Junye immediately asked Huang Tao to leave the scene, and at the same time, he took his onion and roasted sea cucumbers.

"Haha, Teacher Yang, don't you plan to let everyone taste it?"

Yang Junye said: "What are you trying? The competition has ended. Class 3 of the West Hospital, go back with me!"

People from Class 3 of the West Hospital left one after another, but many people also turned around and could see that they were also curious about what the cold dish tasted.

At this time, there was already a very long queue in front of Sang Tianshuo.

Song Zixuan smiled and said, "So many people want to taste it, but they can only be tasted first come first served, until they are finished."

"Teacher, are you really funny? We actually just want to taste the taste to judge the cooking skills, and we don't use this cold dish as a delicacy."

The student ranked first said.

"Haha, that's right, we won't fight for it, at most we can just taste a small bite."

"The teachers in this class six are so funny. I really think we'll have a cold dish."

Song Zixuan smiled and said nothing: "Then start, start with you!"

Immediately, the first person approached. Since the chopsticks had been used by Hong Tianwei, he simply pinched a little with his hands and put them in his mouth.

But the moment he put it in his mouth, the man's expression immediately changed.

My eyebrows were frowning, and I had no choice but to stare at one place...

Sang Tianshuo was a little surprised, he looked at Song Zixuan: "Master, he..."

Song Zixuan smiled slightly, as if he had expected this to be the case.

A person like Hong Tianwei just now was so shocked when he tasted the dishes. If he hadn't tried his best to restrain himself, Song Zixuan promised that he would take a second bite.

What's more, these students?

The person standing in the second immediately pushed the first one: "How is it? Talk? After you taste it, hurry up and leave, I'll try it."

The first person came to his senses and immediately pinched another mouthful and put it in his mouth, looking at Sang Tianshuo with an incredible look on his face.

"Brother...awesome..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the second man had already squeezed away and started to taste it.

As for the reaction, it was stronger than the first person, so I directly squeezed and ate it.

It's eating... not tasting.

Song Zixuan smiled and said, "Okay, let's go next..."

Looking at the situation in the square from afar, Cheng Huaili scratched his head with a puzzled look on his face.

"What's going on? Why are you still in line?"

Wang Wei also walked to the window and looked at it.

"Wow, so many people, oh? It seems that Yang Junye and the others are gone."

Cheng Huaili nodded: "Yes, their competition should be over, and I don't know what the result is, but... this scene has never happened."

"Haha, Cheng Yuan, to say something funny, it's a bit like giving food now. The poor people line up to get steamed buns."

Hearing this sentence, Cheng Huaili also laughed: "Hahaha, this is a bit damn bad, but it's appropriate."

"But... I really don't know what the hell is Song Zixuan."

"Haha, Chengyuan, otherwise we'll go and have a look?"

Wang Wei's words made Cheng Huaili slightly stunned, and then he smiled: "Yes, instead of guessing here, it's better to integrate into the students. Let's go, Wang Wei, go with me."

"Yes, Cheng Yuan!"

Wang Wei also understood that Cheng Huaili would take him wherever he went in the past few days.

Otherwise, Lin Wuxiu would have been following him all the time, and it would not be enough to punish Song Zixuan.

In the square, more than a dozen people had tasted cold dishes, and those people's reactions were almost the same.

From shock to reluctant departure.

Everyone wanted to eat a few more bites, but they were hurriedly pushed away by the people behind them.

At the beginning, the people behind didn't know what was going on.

But after reading so much, everyone understood that the reason they had such a reaction was entirely because the cold dish was so delicious.

What surprised them the most was that this was just a cold dish.

"Master, this... is really that delicious?"

For Sang Tianshuo, he actually just made up an extremely simple cold dish, but after adding the ingredients bags given to him by Song Zixuan, he didn't expect that this would be the effect.

This is the fact that there is not much left in the cold dish plate. Sang Tianshuo took advantage of the queue and before the next person could start, he directly pinched a small amount and put it in his mouth.

After chewing it in his mouth for less than two or three times, he widened his eyes and looked at Song Zixuan.

"Master, this...is I done?"

Song Zixuan smiled and said, "Congratulations, you have made such a delicious dish."

Sang Tianshuo didn't know what to say, but he knew in his heart that this must be the function of the material bag.

Otherwise, it would not be possible to have this flavor based on the seasonings of soy sauce and vinegar.

At this time, the crowd suddenly dispersed and gave way.

Song Zixuan looked up and realized that it was Cheng Huaili and Wang Wei who came over.

"Cheng Yuan, why are you here?"

Song Zixuan took a few steps to meet him and said.

"Haha, you have created such a big battle, why don't I come?"

Song Zixuan smiled silly and said, "Don't joke about me, just students are here to discuss it."

Cheng Huaili smiled, walked up to him, and looked at the bottom of the dish on the plate.

"How many people have divided a dish?"

After he said that, all the students laughed.

Usually, these students are rare to see the dean, and many people feel honored.

After all, Cheng Huaili's status is still unquestionable. After all, the eighth place in the famous chef list is enough to be called respected.

In the psychology of students, Cheng Huaili has the highest status.

Of course, many students also know one thing, that is, the honorary dean of the Food Academy makes them even more proud.

That is Ling Zhen, who is third in the famous chef list.

However, Ling Zhen was in the East China Sea and did not come often, which was even more rare.

"Zixuan, what's the result today? Who won by you or Class 3 of the West Hospital?"

Song Zixuan smiled slightly: "Class 3 of the West Courtyard won, Cheng Yuan, our skills are not as good as others."

As soon as Song Zixuan finished speaking, a student who had just tried the dish said, "Not necessarily, Teacher Song, this dish is not simple for your students in Class 6."

"That's right, people often eat sea cucumbers with scallions, and no matter how delicious they are, they will have bottlenecks. However, this cold dish is simply too delicious."

"Yes, I feel it so, it's fresh and refreshing, but the taste is not single, it's so amazing."

Upon hearing this, Song Zixuan smiled with satisfaction, as if all this was in his control.

Hearing this, Cheng Huaili walked forward, pinched a little at the bottom of the plate and put it in his mouth.

Many students showed unexpected expressions, but they didn't expect that Dean Cheng would eat the same dish as the students.

In normal times, they dare not even think about it.

As the cold dish was in the mouth, Cheng Huaili frowned slightly and chewed it a few times, then nodded slowly, revealing a thought-provoking smile.

"Okay, Zixuan, this deal is not a loss."

"Ah? Cheng Yuan, how do you say this?"

Cheng Huaili smiled and said, "You lost in this competition, but... who is the one who really lost?"

After saying that, Cheng Huaili looked around and nodded knowledgeably at these students.

Afterwards, everyone dispersed, and Song Zixuan also asked Kong Shaolong to lead the team and take Class 6 back to the East Courtyard.

He was taken back to the administrative building by Cheng Huaili.

In the office, Cheng Huaili poured a glass of water for Song Zixuan.

"Zixuan, I'm starting to believe you a little now." Cheng Huaili said with a smile.
To be continued...