Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a thin old man standing at the gate of Zuixian Tower in such a precarious manner.
I really can't believe that the imposing shout just now came from this thin body.
"Chef Tan!" All the people present recognized this thin old man with a smile on his face.
"Master Qiao, who is this?" Wen Shouzheng asked in a low voice, feeling slightly flustered when he saw everyone's reactions.
"Hehe, Chef Wen, don't panic. This is Mr. Tan from the Tan Family Restaurant. He specializes in home-cooked dishes. Chef Wen just wants to fight!" Master Qiao comforted in a low voice.
"Home-cooked dishes?!" Wen Shouzheng was shocked.
In this world, the most difficult thing to grasp is not ingenuity, but commonplace.
As for the Tanjiaguan, which is a harmonious household with thousands of households, but stands firmly in the culinary circle of the provincial capital, although it is a homely route, it is also thriving!
The skill and ability in it, but just look at Chef Tan to know a thing or two.
Although he is thin and small, his internal strength should not be underestimated!
Standing next to Wen Shouzheng, Rourou also clearly heard the background of this old man surnamed Tan, and secretly prepared in his heart.
"Yo! Chef Liu, you're here too? After yesterday's competition, don't you go to rest?" In the crowd, someone recognized Liu Yidao who failed in yesterday's competition.
At this moment, Liu Yidao still had his dark iron kitchen knife hanging from his waist, folded his arms on his chest, and looked coldly at today's lineup in front of him.
Among the crowd, at the front, Mr. Songtao and his party were particularly eye-catching.
There is no shortage of pointers from older girls and younger daughter-in-laws.
"Look, that man is the one who stood on the stage yesterday, I told you, he's so handsome!" Someone pointed at Sheng Yaoshan and whispered praise.
"Oh... If my man could have half of his, I would be willing to spin and weave until I was exhausted every day!" Another woman said angrily.
"I said, you came here yesterday. If you come out today, are you still weaving? If your man asks, what would you say?"
"Never mind him! I'm going to go all out! There is such a handsome man in front of me, and she still knits a woolen cloth! If the man in my house dares to shout when I go back, I will show him his appearance and figure! He is also a man, why? The gap is that big! Why is my life so miserable!" The woman actually raised her hand to wipe her eyes as she spoke. Immediately, he couldn't wait to chase after Sheng Yaoshan. I don't know if I was really crying just now, or just pretending.
"Oh my god! Look!" With the sharp cry of a strange woman, the crowd of onlookers began to commotion.
First, the heads of the people in the front row turned to one point, and then the eyes of the crowd converged on one point.
That point is Ren Yue!
This elegant young man in white seemed to be shining all over, although he was standing quietly among the crowd. His brilliance swayed unstoppably, halos circle after circle.
Her long black hair was tied loosely and casually rested on her streamlined shoulders.
The wide snow-white sleeves hang down gently, swinging gently with the wind, like clouds. Soft as the moon. The handsome side face, the expression is elegant and unapproachable, in the clear eyes, it seems that the mountains and flowing water have washed through the empty sky.
His clean and beautiful chin was slightly raised, with a faint look of contemplation between his brows, facing Wen's father and daughter on the stage. Slightly raising her face, a faint smile floated across the corner of Sanyue's peach-like mouth.
There is such a delicate and charming man in the world!
But no matter how beautiful Ren Yue is, his beauty clearly shows that he is a man!
Everyone sighed again in unison: What a beautiful man!
If it was said that just now everyone described Sheng Yaoshan's handsomeness as "amazing", then at this moment. Ren Yue's style will make all the words to describe beauty pale.
No one can accurately define Ren Yue's appearance, just like at this moment, the entire front hall is quiet, it seems that weak breathing will interfere with people's care for beauty.
Gentle on the stage. Clearly seeing the sudden change of the whole scene because of Ren Yue's arrival, he secretly smiled in his heart: "You didn't come for the first match yesterday! You came today, and let no one compete!"
Perhaps Ren Yue felt uncomfortable due to everyone's gaze, or Ren Yue felt that today's protagonist was not himself, but Chef Wen and his daughter. The stagnant air eased.
"Hehe, come here, come here, since Mr. Tan is here to challenge today, everyone has both eyes and mouth!" Master Qiao quickly drew everyone's attention to the ring.
"Let's toss copper coins to decide who will decide the main ingredients!" Master Qiao gave an order, and when I looked again, today's initiative is in the hands of Mr. Tan.
"Mr. Tan, please come first!" Master Qiao invited.
"Hehe, don't be in a hurry, I haven't chosen an opponent yet!" Tan Lao stroked his gray beard, his eyes turned to Wen Shouzheng and gentleness on the stage.
"Choose an opponent?" Sheng Yaoshan couldn't help being taken aback. Could it be that this old man also wants to fight alone
"Hehe, I heard that yesterday's game was very exciting. I missed it. I came here alone today just to meet yesterday's winner. Is that you?" Old Tan said leisurely, his eyes resting on Wenrou's body .
Why is she still Miss Wen! Sheng Yaoshan's heart tightened suddenly.
I just finished the competition yesterday, so I have to let him rest for a day, right? Besides, this old man seems to have some tricks, and he is by no means an idle person! Sheng Yaoshan was worried.
"Little girl is gentle. She was lucky enough to win the competition thanks to Chef Liu's acceptance yesterday. Today, Mr. Tan invites you. Rou'er is willing to make friends by cooking and learn a few tricks with Mr. Tan. Please!" Mr. Tan stepped forward generously , saluting generously.
"What a girl who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth! She really is ignorant and fearless!" Tan Lao glanced at Wen Rou contemptuously. The girl in front of her was only twelve or thirteen years old, and she was thin and small. Look at the willow-like Thin arms, I'm afraid I can't even lift a kitchen knife! I don't know what Liu Yidao did yesterday to fall at the feet of this girl. It must be Liu Yidao, a fat man, who has become lustful, seeing her beautiful girl, but his subordinates have lost their standards!
Thinking of this, Mr. Tan stretched his eyes to Liu Yidao who was hiding in the crowd. As for Liu Yidao's belly, he had already exposed his position since he entered the door.
"Old Tan has taught you well! Rou'er just came to the provincial capital, and she doesn't understand a lot. I hope that Elder Tan can give me some advice. Elder Tan, please go ahead." Wen Wen was not irritated by Tan Lao's cold and arrogant words at all, on the contrary, she became more polite up.
Treating him so courteously made Mr. Tan look like he lost his identity.
"Ahem," Tan Lao cleared his throat. After regaining his composure, he walked to the ingredients area without haste.
"Since yesterday's competition was tofu, I'm here to challenge tofu today!" After Tan Lao said, he stretched his hand into the food basket.
All the people present were dumbfounded.
Better than tofu? !
Is it still tofu!
Wen Rou stood aside, thinking in her heart, if it is better than tofu, then what kind of tofu should I make today
When Tan Lao's arm was taken out of the food basket, everyone was dumbfounded.
All I saw was a soft square that was so red and black, it was placed in Tan Lao's hand with a bounce.
Shaped like tofu. But the color is so black and red!
"Duck blood!" Wen Rou blurted out!
"Hey, you're a good girl! That's right, it's duck blood!" Old Tan sneered, then turned around and stood in front of the stove in the challenge area.
Rou Rou bent over and took a piece of duck blood that was also black and red, and weighed it in his hand. I fell into deep thought for a moment.
This thing is rarely used on weekdays, and it has a fishy smell, how should it be cooked
"Old Tan, what kind of tofu is this? Why is it all black?" Someone in the crowd asked.
"Hehe, this is duck blood, because it looks like tofu and tastes soft like tofu, so today I will challenge yesterday's tofu with duck blood!" Old Tan smiled, and was about to start.
Wenrou was still thinking about the duck blood.
Sheng Yaoshan clenched his fists tightly and pursed the corners of his mouth, as if he was the one who was nervously competing on the stage, not gentleness.
Ren Yue folded his arms lazily on his chest. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he thought to himself: "I thought I would make something delicious today, but it turned out to be duck blood, so I'm not interested!
Immediately, he had to withdraw and prepare to leave.
Suddenly. As if being held back by someone behind him, Ren Yue turned his head, Wen Ting was standing behind him with a smile, and whispered: "Young Master Ren, are you going to leave if you don't finish watching?"
"I..." Ren Yue hesitated.
Originally, he wanted to leave, not because he was bored, but because he was cooking duck blood that he didn't like, but now facing Wen Ting's question, Ren Yue felt that if he left at this time, it would be a bit awkward. I lost my courtesy, after all, I came with everyone to cheer for Wen's father and daughter, after all, Miss Wen took care of me last night.
"I'll take a look at another location." Ren Yue immediately made up a lie, and found a place with few people, leaned against the wall, and continued to watch the gentle game.
"That girl is probably in trouble!" Someone beside Ren Yue whispered to himself.
Cai Mi! That speaker is Cai Mi!
At this moment, he was standing beside Ren Yue, still stepping on the stool like yesterday.
"Uncle Cai also knows how to cook?" Ren Yue asked casually when he heard Cai Mi's words and felt that there were some roots to follow.
"Hehe, I don't understand! It's just that I watch Rou girl cook a lot on weekdays, whether it's difficult or easy, you can tell by looking at her expression." Cai Mi responded casually.
"According to Uncle Cai, hasn't Miss Wen cooked this dish?" Ren Yue found it interesting and asked again.
"It's not just that I haven't done it, I'm afraid I haven't even eaten it!" Cai Mi was a little worried.
"It's not easy to cook food with a fishy smell, let alone this pure blood! Presumably it must be covered with a strong spicy flavor!" Ren Yue said softly.
"Mr. Ren is really a person who tastes all kinds of food. He revealed the secret of this duck blood in one sentence. In our country, because we are afraid of waste, we eat chicken blood and duck blood. They are all stir-fried with spicy food. I don't know this girl. Can you understand it!" Cai Mi nodded.
When Ren Yue heard Cai Mi's reminder, he probably felt that it made sense, and seeing Wen Wen still meditating on the stage, he couldn't help covering his mouth and nose with one hand, and coughed slowly.
The cough was soft, but it still attracted gentle eyes.