A panic flashed in the gentle eyes.
No! This is impossible!
Rourou rubbed his eyes vigorously, only to see that Wen Shouzheng's left hand was only holding a pot ear, the iron pot had already fallen, and the tiger's mouth of his right hand was scalded by boiling water, causing redness and swelling.
"Father!" Rourou cried out, and rushed up in a hurry.
"Master!" Fang Dashi squeezed through the crowd with one shoulder, and rushed up.
"Quick, get cold water!" Sheng Yaoshan was the closest, rushed over quickly when he saw this, grabbed a basin of ice water in the food area, and quickly pressed Wen Shouzheng's right hand into the ice water to cool it down.
"Quick, hurry up and invite the doctor!" Master Qiao was also shocked. How could such an important game make such a huge mistake at the very beginning!
"I'm the doctor!" A middle-aged man squeezed over, carrying a medicine box on his back.
"Doctor Cui, you are here too!" Someone in the crowd recognized the doctor.
Could it be that the Zuixianlou competition attracted even the doctor who was seeing a doctor
"Let me see, let me see." Cui Langzhong carefully pulled Wen Shouzheng's right hand out of the cold water, and gently shook off the water stains. On the surface of the skin, several blisters the size of copper coins suddenly bulged.
"Oh, this is really hot!" Cui Langzhong gasped and shook his head.
"Doctor, treat my father quickly!" Wen Rou urged repeatedly, with an anxious expression on his face.
"Well, Ms. Wen, don't worry. I have an ancestral elixir here, which is designed to treat all kinds of burns. I will apply it to Chef Wen. After seven days of storage, my hand will be back to good condition. Not only will there be no scars, but it will also be fair. It's smooth and tender!" Cui Langzhong said confidently.
"Seven days! Then how will my father compete these few days?" Rourou was so anxious that she was about to cry.
"I'm afraid the competition will fail. This hand will be covered with medicine later, so it needs to rest." Cui Langzhong shook his head.
"What can we do?" Wen Rou's eyes were full of anxiety and worry.
now. Chef Zheng and Chef Tang also surrounded him, asking about Wen Shouzheng's injury with concern.
Chef Zhang put down the ingredients in his hands and only watched from afar. A trace of uneasiness flashed across his face.
"Master Qiao, look at this..." Shopkeeper Li was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.
"Chef Wen. As a culinary person, hands are extremely important. Qiao admires your cooking skills very much. Even if you can't go to Xi'an, but stay in Xianyang, you are one of the best chefs!" Master Qiao approached to comfort Follow Wen Shouzheng.
"Father, the ear of this iron pot. Why did it fall off!" Wen Wen looked at the damaged iron pot with eyes full of doubts and helplessness.
"Maybe I was careless. I've been with me for a long time. Unexpectedly, something went wrong at a critical moment. Blame me, blame me!" Wen Shouzheng sighed.
"Master Qiao, is this match even better?" Someone in the crowd asked loudly.
"Why are you shouting? Didn't you see that my master was injured?" Fang Dashi turned his head away and growled.
"Shitou, don't get angry. Your hand is hurt too." Wen Shouzheng patted Fang Dashi's arm lightly.
"Master Qiao, look at this..." Shopkeeper Li asked in a low voice.
"Chef Wen, I'm really sorry, the selection of chefs is imminent, Qiao has no choice..." Master Qiao persuaded Wen Shouzheng.
"Master Qiao. You are the boss. You can decide everything. It's just that I can't do it. It seems that I have no chance in this competition." Wen Shouzheng smiled with difficulty.
"Well, take good care of your injuries and don't think too much." Master Qiao comforted.
"I announce that the competition will continue. Chef Wen withdrew due to injury!" Master Qiao got up and said.
"Ah! Chef Wen quit!"
"Such a good chef, if he participates in the competition, he will definitely be selected. What a pity..."
There was commotion again in the crowd.
A smile flickered across the corner of Chef Zhang's mouth.
"Wait!" A beautiful female voice.
With Wen Shouzheng's injury, everyone's mood just dropped to the extreme.
At this moment, it was brought up again by this sudden female voice.
The eyes converged, and I saw a little girl in an old gray-blue cotton padded coat, standing proudly in the chaos like an unyielding seedling in the cracks of the rocks.
"My lord, this girl looks so familiar..." Xiao Anzi recalled while looking tenderly.
Oh, I remembered, isn't this the girl who ran the restaurant that day? By the way, when the young master left Xianyang, she even came to see him off. Xiao Anzi remembered.
Ren Yue raised his eyebrows lightly, and a half-smile flickered across his mouth.
Sheng Yaoshan's heart moved, even though he didn't know the girl's next move, this proud aura alone was enough to make Sheng Yaoshan admire him!
"Young girl Rou, if you have anything to say, it's not too late to talk about it after the game. Right now, let's help Chef Wen go back to rest." Shopkeeper Li persuaded softly.
"Master Qiao, shopkeeper Li, judges, the little girl has something to ask, and she must report it right now!" Gentle doesn't care about trifles!
Before everyone could react, Wen Rou straightened her waist and continued, "Just before the game, shopkeeper Li still read out the rules of the game. The little girl is willing to continue participating in the game instead of her father. I hope all the adults will make it happen!"
"What?!" Master Joe was surprised.
"This... the game has started, is this okay?" Boss Lu asked in surprise.
"From my point of view, there is nothing wrong with it. Anyway, the rules say that one person participates in the competition, and Rou Yatou did not bring any other helpers. The competition has just started, and everyone has not yet taken shape for the first course! But Rou Yatou It's a bit of a disadvantage, after all, the ingredients are selected by Chef Wen, I don't know if it suits the girl's wishes!" Mr. Song Tao said slowly, stroked his beard.
"What the teacher said is very true!" Ren Yue echoed softly below.
"Let Sister Wen participate! The prince agrees!" Liu Xian moved his chubby butt left and right, kicking his legs indiscriminately.
"Yes." Zhao Jingyi dared to say no when he heard what Mr. Songtao and the Ninth Prince said.
Immediately, he gestured to Master Qiao with his eyes.
Master Qiao understood, and stepped forward, "Girl Rou, you can compete on behalf of your father!"
"Wait!" At this moment, Chef Zhang was unhappy.
"Chef Zhang, do you have doubts?" Master Qiao asked.
"Young girl Rou can take part in the competition on behalf of her father, but there are some things that need to be said first so that they can be understood clearly!"
"Chef Zhang, please tell me." He said softly.
"This is number one. Girl Rou is just a surrogate father! Therefore, the result of the competition, whether you win or lose, is all about Chef Wen's fate!" Chef Zhang said coldly.
"Okay!" Rourou gritted her teeth, a surge of anger rose in her heart. My father is like this, and someone still throws trouble!
"Secondly, since Rou Yatou took over halfway, so I can only use Chef Wen's ingredients and stove knives, and don't look for other things!" Chef Zhang continued.
"Okay!" Rourou desperately controlled her anger, clenching her small fists tightly.
Chefs are generally used to using their own stoves and knives. Chef Zhang's words will really add fuel to the fire!
"This is the third one! The time that Chef Wen spent just now must be counted in Rou girl's game time, and it cannot be postponed!" Chef Zhang finished speaking. Looking at Gentleness indifferently.
"Mom, it's said that the cook is honest! How could this chef say such words!" Sheng Yaoshan was originally squatting beside the injured Wen Shouzheng. After hearing these three sentences, he jumped up with anger, secretly scold.
"Okay! I promise you everything! Let's start!" The gentle voice trembled with the body.
Master Joe is on the side. Although I was a little complaining about Ruan Rou in my heart, but now the competition is going to go smoothly, and Ruan Ruan has agreed, so that's it!
"Okay! Now that everyone has reached a consensus, the game will continue. Girl Rou, please!" Master Qiao appeased everyone, and then signaled tenderness.
"Sister Wen, come on!" The young Liu Xian couldn't understand Chef Zhang's aggressiveness. He only saw his gentle sister come on stage, and she couldn't help cheering for Wenrou with her little hands raised.
"My lord, this Miss Wen is so amazing!" Xiao Anzi moved to Ren Yue's side and secretly praised him.
Wen Rou calmed down, raised his eyes and looked at the judging table with a smile, his clear eyes brushed past the seven judges, and Mr. Song Tao secretly praised in his heart, what a calm situation!
In front of him are the ingredients that Wen Shouzheng selected, including green vegetables, plump ducks, tender radishes of various colors...
"Spring", how to express this cold dish
Facing the various ingredients gently, she fell into deep thought...
"Sister Wen, come on!" Liu Xian's childish voice came again.
Her gentle thoughts were scattered, and she looked around.
I saw Chef Tang vigorously beating the red bean paste in his hand, and there was rolled dough on the chopping board next to him.
"Oh, it turns out that Chef Tang is making spring rolls! The red bean paste must be the filling, soft and sweet, and the most delicious." Wen Rou swallowed and praised secretly.
Next to it, Chef Zheng is finely chopping all kinds of vegetables, all cut into fine strands like hair, the chef's knife skills are really incredible!
It is advisable to eat fresh vegetables in Lichun. Although I can't guess what Chef Zheng is going to do, Gentle's appetite has already been opened by the five-color vegetables.
"Hiss!" There was a sound of oil splashing, and his gentle eyes looked at the cold-faced Chef Zhang from afar.
But in the hands of Chef Zhang, all kinds of noodles have been twisted into the shape of flowers, some with twin stalks, some in the shape of bone flowers, and some in full bloom, all of which are lifelike. In the oil pan, as the oil temperature rises, a variety of charms bloom in the pot, like a forest in the spring, full of flowers.
At this moment, Chef Zhang is using long chopsticks to pick out a fried noodle flower, put it on the gauze to filter the oil, and let it cool.
"Oh, it turns out that pasta can also be used as cold dishes! It's really an eye-opener!" Rourou praised secretly in her heart.
"Look again, you can only hand in the plate..." Ren Yue's faint voice came from nowhere, although it was a little mocking, it reminded the importance of gentle time!
"Oh, it's just a feast for the eyes, I'll do it right now!" She smiled softly and delicately.
There are still those ingredients in front of him, but now his thinking is extremely clear.
The damaged binaural pot becomes a single ear, but it still does not affect the use.
In her previous life, although she followed the rules, now that she was reborn, Rourou had long thought of a cooking skill that surpassed her previous life. Under Wen Shouzheng's guidance, she began to practice one-handed cooking.
Even if the whole pot has no handles, she can use a kitchen cloth to subtly integrate the whole pot with her hands.
Set up the pot again and boil the water.
Snow-white fingers lifted the fat, bare duck.
"Hey, today you are the protagonist!" Ruan Rou said to Fat Duck.
As he said that, he moved like flying, and quickly cleaned up the duck without any damage to the shape of the duck.
At the same time, the water in the pot was boiling.