The implication is that Linwanwan is not as good as her.
"Yu Mansen?" Ai Ying smiled and said nothing.
Fu Wanyi's lips curled up slightly.
If she remembered correctly, Yu Mansen had been begging to see Ai Ying for a month, just to be her apprentice.
Ruan Baoer, as a big fan of Linwanwan, has always supported her unconditionally. Hearing this, she suggested, "How about this, Sister Wanzi will also make a braised lion head. We will try it separately and then make a judgment. It will be clear who wins and who loses!" "
Lin Wanwan was speechless. How come he was still competing
"Can!"
Before Lin Wanwan could speak, Feng Xiaowei nodded first, and she could only sneak into the kitchen.
After a while, several people in the restaurant heard the sound of mincing meat.
Half an hour later, Linwanwan brought out a plate of braised lion head.
Feng Xiaowei took a look, and the expression on her face perfectly interpreted the meaning of "no more than that".
She didn't say anything out loud, but smiled proudly and said, "Everyone, please try it. Even if Miss Lin's craftsmanship is only of ordinary standards, we can't let her down."
Ruan Baoer heard the sarcasm in her words and immediately picked up the chopsticks.
"I'll taste it first."
She picked up a lion's head made by Linwanwan, chewed it twice, and suddenly narrowed her eyes in happiness.
"Wow! It's so delicious, Sister Wanzi, why haven't I eaten your cooking for a while? My cooking skills have improved so fast. I want to eat another one!"
Ruan Baoer, like a gluttonous reincarnation, swept away half of them in an instant. Fortunately, Lu Zhanbei had quick eyesight and quick hands, and snatched a few and put them in a bowl.
Ai Ying also tasted one and glanced at Lin Wanwan appreciatively.
"Yes, I have grasped the essence."
Lin Wanwan responded with a shy smile, and Fu Wanyi looked at the meatballs that Lu Zhanbei brought over and took a bite too.
Lin Wanwan stared at her with expectant eyes, "Auntie, is it delicious?"
Fu Wanyi remembered that she had previously commented that Feng Xiaowei's cooking was good, but Ai Ying immediately came to undermine her, so she just said, "It's okay."
Feng Xiaowei's ugly expression softened a bit, but Ai Ying sneered slightly, "It's true that she is getting older, and even her taste buds have become weird."
Lin Wanwan was afraid that the two of them would quarrel if they disagreed, so she quickly smoothed things over, "It's time for us to try Miss Feng's craftsmanship."
Ruan Baoer picked up a lion's head and was not in a hurry to eat it, but looked at it with disgust.
Seeing that Lu Zhanbei didn't move his chopsticks, Feng Xiaowei struggled for a long time, then picked up a lion's head with the serving chopsticks and put it into his bowl.
"Zhanbei, I have been practicing my cooking skills for more than a year. Others don't have to taste it, but you have to try it. After all..."
Hearing this, Lin Wanwan felt sick.
Feng Xiaowei almost said that she practiced cooking hard for Lu Zhanbei.
Fu Wanyi frowned. She couldn't stop a person who wanted to humiliate himself.
Before Lu Zhanbei could speak, Ruan Baoer, who had already eaten the lion's head, suddenly screamed strangely.
Immediately afterwards, she spit out the food residue in her mouth.
"Pfft..."
Because she happened to be sitting opposite Feng Xiaowei, when she vomited like this, the fine and broken residue immediately sprayed Feng Xiaowei's face.
Lin Wanwan was stunned.
Feng Xiaowei was also shocked and forgot to react for a moment.
"Ah! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Ruan Baoer wiped his mouth, took a dinner handkerchief and wiped it on Feng Xiaowei's face. The force was very strong, as if he wanted to scratch her skin, but his movements seemed very panicked.