The Drunken Immortal Tower was bustling with activity. After the noon competition, no matter whether it was the contestants participating in the competition or the onlookers, they were all immersed in the competition and could not be calm for a long time.
"Young girl! You are really good! I can't see that you are so young, but you are so skilled! It seems that Brother Shouzheng has worked hard on you on weekdays! Well, study hard and strive to surpass your father!" Zheng Da The chef approached and nodded approvingly.
"Rou'er, great job!" Wen Shouzheng patted Gentle's shoulder lightly, his kind eyes were full of pride.
"That's right! Miss Rou just really impressed us, Brother Shouzheng, it seems that you are very good at training girls!" Chef Tang walked over with a smile on his face.
"Brother Tang was joking. Yuanzi's craftsmanship has also improved very much recently. There are also Ergou and Xiaowu. Let these young disciples have a good discussion in another day. I think my girl is not as good as them! Hahahaha." Wen Shouzheng said Make a humble way.
"Hehe, let's go, Yuanzi, come in with me as a teacher." Chef Tang smiled, and pulled Yuanzi's sleeve into the small kitchen.
"Master." Yuanzi seemed to be still in the excitement of the competition just now, and hadn't recovered yet.
"Stinky boy! From now on, you are not allowed to go anywhere, practice your basic skills for me! I don't believe it, my chef Tang's apprentice is so much worse than his Wen Shouzheng's apprentice!" Chef Tang said, hate He kicked Yuanzi in hatred.
"Master..." Yuanzi stood still, not daring to move or say a word.
However, the gentle performance just now was really shocking. The apprentices who are also cooks, in terms of seniority, except for Fang Dashi, Yuanzi has been here longer than any of their apprentices. Thirteen. Still a hairy girl! My own master, being compared to such a little girl, really doesn't look good.
Yuanzi secretly swore in his heart. He casually picked up a kitchen knife from the table and went straight to Dunzi to practice!
Chef Zhang sat leisurely on the rattan chair. Xiao Wu respectfully poured a cup of tea.
"Master, you were really mighty just now." Xiao Wu tentatively flattered him.
"Hehe, that's natural! Learn from Master, don't hang out with that girl all day! Don't delay your business!" Chef Zhang grabbed the Shih Tzu pot and sucked it directly into his mouth.
"Master, Xiao Wu's talent is dull, I'm afraid he has failed Master's trust..." Xiao Wu didn't dare to look Chef Zhang in the eye. said cautiously.
"In this world, there is nothing better than using your heart! She can do it as a girl, and I, Zhang's apprentice, dare not speak of the world. That is also the best one in Xianyang! While there is still time, go to practice knife skills Let's go! I'm tired of being a teacher..." Chef Zhang waved his hand lightly, and Xiao Wu backed out.
Chef Zhang closed his eyes slightly, sneaked into Wen Shouzheng's small kitchen by himself last night, and loosened the scene of the pot ears. It was reflected in my mind again.
That's all... If you don't achieve your goal, you will never give up!
Chef Zhang's complexion was reddish, and his breath was a little impetuous!
"Father, rest well, I'll go see Brother Shitou!" On the other side. Gentle comforted Wen Shouzheng, turned around and left.
"Brother Shitou, why don't you go back to rest? Didn't the doctor say you can't move your hands? It's better to rest!" Rourou opened the curtain, only to see Fang Dashi was about to come in.
"Sister Rou'er, I'm fine, come and see Master." Fang Dashi said, and walked in.
"Master, does it still hurt?" Fang Dashi sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze fell on Wen Shouzheng's hand with plaster on it.
"Shitou, don't worry, it's fine! It's you..." Wen Shouzheng looked at Fang Dashi hanging from his neck with concern.
"Master, it's useless to be disciples! If disciples weren't injured yesterday, they can share Master's worries today." Fang Dashi said shamelessly.
"It's okay, it's okay. Isn't there still Rou'er here? You have a good rest, we, the teacher and student who are in trouble, need to recover quickly!" Wen Shouzheng comforted.
"Master, the effect of Rou'er's hard work on knife skills in recent days is really impressive! Even if I, the senior brother, are on the stage, I'm afraid I won't be Rou'er's opponent!" Fang Dashi looked at Rou'er with joy in his eyes.
"Father! You and brother Shitou are going to give me another *soup! I will faint at night..." Rourou made a grimace, and ran away mischievously.
There was still some time before dinner, and the second competition in Zuixianlou began.
After the first competition, all the chefs have adapted to the time, ingredients, venue, etc. accordingly. Although I don't know what to compete at night, everyone is full of confidence and eager to try.
"Sister Wen, come on!" Liu Xian was sitting on the judging table, waving his two chubby hands.
Rourou smiled helplessly at the judges' seat, a prince actually called himself "sister" in public, alas... this title is really unworthy!
"Shopkeeper Li! Hurry up and announce! Everyone came to watch the game hungry!" Someone in the crowd shouted.
Shopkeeper Li got up, smiled and signaled everyone to be quiet, "Hehe, thank you all neighbors for your love for Zuixianlou! The exciting competition will start soon!"
After all, he gestured to a few guys with his eyes, and a huge food basket, covered with a cloth, was brought up again.
"After the first competition of cold dishes, Chef Tang and Chef Zheng are temporarily behind, while Chef Zhang and Rou Yatou are tied and temporarily ahead. I hope that in the second competition tonight, everyone can cope with it easily and play their best Level. There will be a competition of hot dishes tonight, next, Mr. Songtao is invited to announce the title of the competition!" Shopkeeper Li said, and handed an envelope from the job to Mr. Songtao again.
"Hehe, the title of tonight's competition is still one word..." Mr. Songtao tore open the envelope, paused, and stroked his beard.
"Still one word? Could it be 'summer, autumn, winter?'" Someone in the crowd began to laugh.
"Don't make noise, listen to Mr. Songtao!"
"Tonight's game title is 'chicken'" Mr. Songtao said slowly.
"Chicken!" The crowd suddenly exploded, "This is too simple, too childish!"
"Exactly! Who hasn't cooked chicken? It's nothing more than frying, roasting and boiling. Even I can do it!"
"Next, please choose your ingredients. The competition time is still one hour, let's start!" Shopkeeper Li said, and the gong of the competition was sounded on the pillar.
The three chefs on the stage quickly walked towards the food basket, and hurriedly lifted the cover.
All kinds of vegetables, fruits, chicken, fish, meat and eggs are all displayed in front of you. There are several types of "chicken" to choose from.
Wild old roosters, tender broilers, free-range pullets, and fat old hens...
The soup chef is quick. After grabbing a clean young hen, I picked out other ingredients for side dishes, and returned to my stove with satisfaction.
Chef Zheng hesitated for a moment. I think the old hen is more oily, and the old chicken is thicker. The time for the competition was limited, so after much deliberation, I chose a broiler chicken and some side dishes to go home.
Chef Zhang stood aside with his arms crossed, his eyes glanced at the tenderness who had not acted.
"Girl Rou, why don't you come first?" Chef Zhang gave way contemptuously.
"Thank you, Chef Zhang. You should invite me first!" said softly and modestly.
"Hehe." Chef Zhang sneered, but still didn't move.
"It's rare for you, a girl, to take part in the competition on behalf of your father. If we chefs are asked to pick the ingredients first, even if we win, it won't sound good to the public, so you pick it!" Chef Zhang said eccentrically.
"Then, Rou'er would be more obedient than respectful!" she replied softly and easily. He walked over calmly, stood in front of the food basket, and glanced at the various ingredients one by one.
Suddenly, gentle eyes fell on a round, gray guy.
Slowly squatting down, clamping the guy with one hand. The guy's neck jerked, and then he retracted, only in the gap, two small black bean-shaped eyes were exposed, staring timidly at Wen Rou.
"Haha, it's you!" Rourou held up the guy with shrunken head, gently put it into her food basket, picked some condiments and side dishes, and went back to her seat full of joy.
"Huh! This girl actually picked a bastard! The bastard is also called 'Five Flavors Chicken'. This girl has the same idea as mine, breaking the convention of 'chicken'. It looks like it should not be underestimated!" Chef Zhang was surprised.
He originally thought Ruan Rou would choose immature young chickens to cook briefly, but he never thought that this girl would actually do such a thing.
"However, bastards have an earthy smell, so it's easy to be difficult to cook. Even when killing bastards, you should be very particular. Hmph! Look at this girl, she will be self-defeating when the time comes, and she will definitely make a fool of herself." Zhang Da The chef hummed in his heart, a contemptuous smile flashed out of the corner of his eyes.
"Chef Zhang, please choose the ingredients." Shopkeeper Li reminded me.
"Understood." Chef Zhang replied coldly, grabbed a bag of lively frogs, also picked up some seasonings and side dishes, and strode back.
"Sir, why is Sister Wen so confused, didn't she want to *? Why did she only take a bastard?" Liu Xian muttered with a small face, with a puzzled expression.
"Hehe, the Ninth Prince doesn't know, this bastard is also called 'five-flavored chicken'. I think that girl must know the alias of bastard when she chooses bastard. I think it will definitely bring new surprises. It's wonderful!" Mr. Song Tao laughed. .
"I think the frog chosen by Chef Zhang is also a unique trick. Frogs are also called 'frogs'. Hehe, Mr. Songtao, it is too early to draw conclusions!" Boss Lu has something in his words. It's true.
"This girl is really different! She can cook 'five-flavored chicken', haha, it's really interesting!" Ren Yue thought to himself, with an elegant arc raised at the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph, this Chef Zhang is really cunning! It must be the first competition, seeing how good Ms. Wen is, so when choosing ingredients, let Ms. Wen go first. The 'Frog Chicken' he chose must have copied Ms. Wen's 'five-flavored chicken'." Huh! How shameless!" Sheng Yaoshan was suddenly angry, although he muttered in a low voice, but in the quiet competition venue, everyone present could still hear it clearly.
"Well, it's too cunning!"
When the onlookers heard it, they felt that Sheng Yaoshan's words were reasonable, and they couldn't help but agree with them. Chef Zhang's face was livid in anger.
"Okay! Now that everyone has selected the ingredients, you can start cooking now!" Shopkeeper Li reminded again.
The tense atmosphere of the game was instantly ignited.