At this moment, in the "Only One" restaurant opposite Zuixian Tower, in an elegant private room on the third floor, behind a screen with a picture of the four seasons, a very low voice came out.
"Already started?"
"Yes, it has already started." Another voice on the other side of the screen, also very low, replied respectfully.
"Then Liu Yidao is really the best swordsman among you?"
"Yes, don't worry. Liu Yidao is second to none among the knife craftsmen in the provincial capital!"
"Hmph, is it better than tofu? This girl is really out of her mind!"
"Don't worry, Liu Yidao's black iron kitchen knife is not to mention tofu, it's easy to stomp the bone and cut the tendons. In today's competition, that girl may be unlucky, hehehehe." On the other side of the screen, The person who had been responding let out bursts of terrifying laughter.
In the private room on the third floor of "Only One", a wooden window was slowly pushed open.
Half-covered, a pair of eyes glared out from inside.
Looking at it from this angle, one can see every move in the front hall of Zuixian Tower at a glance.
Liu Yidao's tofu towers are neatly stacked high and golden.
The pupils in those eyes shrank slightly, showing some satisfaction from a distance.
At this moment, Wen Rou took out her hands from the basin.
The water basin was still cloudy.
Everyone sighed again.
Seeing this, Sheng Yaoshan strode forward, turned around and stood beside Wen Rou, folded his arms on his chest, and glanced coldly around.
Immediately, there was no sound in the entire front hall of Zuixian Tower.
Liu Xian pulled Mr. Song Tao's skirt and stamped his feet in excitement.
In the heart of the seven-year-old Ninth Prince, Sheng Yaoshan is simply a great hero like a god, who can control the entire chaotic situation with a single look, that feeling is really worshiped from the bottom of his heart.
In Liu Xian's young heart, he has only admired two people so far: one. It is his father; the second is his elder brother Yaoshan.
The prince, even the prince, is fighting for imperial power. After all, he failed to impress and attract him; in his mind, if one day he grows up, he must be a great hero like brother Yaoshan!
Thinking that one day, he could stand alone on the Golden Luan Hall and look down on everything under his feet with the mighty eyes of brother Yaoshan. Liu Xian's young heart suddenly had something inherent in it, ready to come out.
With Sheng Yaoshan present, the front hall suddenly fell silent. Gentle raised her head, and unintentionally skipped Sheng Yaoshan's figure from the side.
Tall as a tree for shade;
Wide, like a mountain to rely on.
At this moment, after Sheng Yaoshan looked around the crowd, he was quite satisfied and returned to Wenrou's side again.
When the stern gaze and the clear gaze meet again. There was only a burning heat in the air.
Wen Rou immediately felt a burst of pain on his face, and suddenly lowered his head.
Sheng Yaoshan was probably a little strange and unnatural, he also cleared his throat, and immediately shifted his gaze elsewhere.
At this moment, he gently and nimbly took a bamboo strainer at hand, and gently put it into the water basin.
A mass of white, shapeless tofu dregs. Then they were all copied in the bamboo fence.
"Ah! What is this group! Did it go bad?" The people present couldn't help discussing again.
"Let me just say, a little girl can't make tofu, look at all of this, I'm afraid she might have scratched it with her hands?"
"Hmph, just this knife technique. How dare you make such a bold banner? Even my three-year-old son of a bitch can catch such a tofu!"
"Just now I really thought she was cutting tofu there! Ganqing is really playing!"
The scene that had finally calmed down became commotion again.
This time, even Sheng Yaoshan was a little bit uncertain.
Miss Wen! What the hell is going on with you! The cut of this tofu is too shitty!
Gently raised his eyes, pursed his lips slightly and smiled. Without saying a word, I just carefully put the tofu dregs in the bamboo strainer into the boiling fish soup again.
The fish soup is milky white, and although the tofu has become dregs, it is already milky white.
The two balls of milky white and watery milk blended together in such a short time.
I couldn't see the tofu, but I could only see a piece of milky white in the pot. It seemed that the fish soup was very thick.
"Is this also called fish stewed tofu?"
"Why did you catch the fish?"
"What about tofu? I think it's called fish soup with bean curd residue!"
There was another commotion, and Sheng Yaoshan once again stunned the chaotic situation with his eyes.
From chaos to silence, to chaos, and finally to silence, Gentleness seems never to be disturbed by everything outside, and she still concentrates on cooking her "fish stewed tofu".
Season with salt and sprinkle with green parsley.
Gentle clapped his hands gently, and slowly raised his head.
"Mine is fine too!"
In the white porcelain bowl, a touch of emerald green is dotted in the milky white soup.
Refreshing and elegant, the fragrance is long and indifferent, gently and slowly infiltrating the hearts and spleens of everyone present.
This soup with a little green in the white makes people fall in love at first sight. Compared with the resplendent tofu tower made by Liu Yidao next to it, a long-lasting Zen spirit jumps out of the bowl.
"Hey! This soup is made! It's interesting!" Liu Yidao glanced at the gentle soup contemptuously, and smiled secretly in his heart.
"Since both of you finished it within the stipulated time, why don't you both introduce your own dishes first!" Seeing that Liu Yidao and Ruan Rou had both finished, Master Qiao walked forward slowly and stood between them.
"I was the one who picked the dishes first, let Chef Liu introduce them first!" Said softly and clearly.
"Okay! Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient!" Liu Yidao's eyes quickly swept across everyone present, and immediately stood in front of his plate of golden tofu tower.
"My dish, called the Golden Brick Pagoda, uses tofu as the main ingredient and cuts it into cubes of the same size. It is fried and shaped, and then stacked at a higher height. It tastes crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but the tofu is soft and tender. It has an ordinary taste, and there is heaven and earth in it! Later, everyone may wish to try it!"
After all, Liu Yidao proudly pointed at the BRIC Pagoda from top to bottom, with an arrogance in his eyes that was none other than mine.
"Okay!" Someone in the crowd started applauding and booing.
Sheng Yaoshan still stood in the middle, the majesty in his eyes once again frightened the person who took the lead.
Calm was restored in Zuixianlou again.
"Young girl, it's your turn." Master Qiao turned sideways. Looking at Gentle with some worry.
"My dish is called Yun Si Geng." Wen Wen stood quietly behind the white porcelain bowl, and simply said the name of the dish.
At this moment, behind the window of the private room on the third floor of "Only One", there was a faint disdain in those eyes.
"Cut. How capable do you think you are? You're just a cook."
"Then this time..." Another voice still asked in a low voice from the other side of the screen.
"I promoted her this time, and invited Liu Yidao to pay the money later. This is the first time, and I'm afraid it will be the last time."
"yes."
The sound of footsteps hastily faded away.
"Close the window, so you won't be upset."
"Pa." The window of the only private room on the third floor was gently closed.
Today, Zuixian Tower put up a huge banner early in the morning, and because of Master Qiao's preparation in advance, people who came to watch, help out, and watch the fun not only filled the inside of Zuixian Tower. Even the outside is surrounded by water.
Mr. Songtao not only sent Sheng Yaoshan to pick up Chef Wen and his daughter, but he also brought his group and came here early to support Wen Rou and Chef Wen.
Originally, when Sheng Yaoshan was about to leave the house, he said something to Sheng Jiaoxue: "Sister, there is a culinary competition in Zuixianlou today. Chef Wen and Miss Wen are having a competition together! If you are interested, you might as well talk to Mr. Let's watch together."
"Brother, I'm very tired. Maybe it's the first time I came to the provincial capital. I'm not used to it. You go, I want to sleep more." Sheng Jiaoxue was separated by a door in the room. Lazily replied.
"Then... Linglong, take good care of Miss, and bring you something delicious when I come back at noon." Sheng Yaoshan was a little worried.
"No need brother, go get busy, I'll ask Linglong to make me some light food later."
"Alright, you have a good rest. I'm leaving." Sheng Yaoshan quickly disappeared at the gate of the courtyard with his swift footsteps.
"Hmph! A cook! What kind of thing is she! Mister asked my brother to pick her up!" Inside the door, Sheng Jiaoxue's voice suddenly became sharper.
"Squeak." The wooden door next door opened slowly, and the elegant white clothes moved out of the threshold.
Sheng Jiaoxue strained her ears and listened carefully. "It's Brother Ren Yue!"
"Squeak." There was another hasty sound of opening the door, and Sheng Jiaoxue stood in front of Ren Yue with a little breathlessness.
Ren Yue stopped and looked sideways. Silent.
"Brother Ren Yue, are you going to watch the group arena in Zuixian Tower today?" Sheng Jiaoxue asked abruptly.
"No." Ren Yue said lightly.
"Ah! What a coincidence, I don't plan to go either! What's so interesting about the competition between a cook and a cook!" Sheng Jiaoxue was pleasantly surprised.
Ren Yue's eyes glanced at Sheng Jiaoxue coldly, although he was silent, it really sent a chill down Sheng Jiaoxue's back.
Is Brother Ren Yue angry? Those eyes were clearly full of maintenance and blame!
"Brother Ren Yue, where are you going?" Sheng Jiaoxue hurriedly asked when she saw that Ren Yue was about to leave immediately.
"Where am I going, I don't need to ask you for instructions!" Ren Yue turned around and left gracefully.
"My lord, wait for me!" Xiao Anzi followed quickly.
"Miss! Are you going to follow Mr. Ren...or...?" Linglong asked cautiously and tentatively from behind.
"Hmph! I'm so mad! A cook! What can she do! Linglong, pack up and get ready to go." Sheng Jiaoxue was furious. Sheng Jiaoxue blamed Ren Yue's attitude of rejecting others thousands of miles away. Give tenderness!
Not long after, Mr. Songtao and his party went out.
Immediately, Sheng Jiaoxue's master and servant also went out.
There was no one in the small courtyard left by Yi Tianxing, only the rustling sound of the knotted bamboo in the wind, and then there were swaying flowers and plants and mottled tree shadows.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed by...