Chapter 183 Requirements
"Crack-"

Qin Lang had already tasted the pasta called Tianhua cake cooked by Zhao Junzhang.

Thin and crispy shell, soft and fluffy inside, the inside of the side of the cake is almost vacuum, and it lifts up like a small bowl to hold the filling in the middle.

The stuffing mixed with various ingredients is evenly spread on the cake, and the special sauce made of compound seasoning is spread on it, which is completely blended with the dough cake during the baking process.

Different world pizza...

Reminiscing about the taste left in his mouth, Qin Lang's face was a little surprised.

I have to say that this noodle dish developed by Zhao Wenchang's grandfather is indeed very delicious.

"Suck it~"

After eating the last bite, Zhao Junzhang put down the empty bowl in his hand.

This is the best pasta he has ever eaten, and it is more delicious than any kind in Zhao Ji's pasta shop.

Including the Tianhua cake that he specially asked Luo Hui to collect seasonings and ingredients from all over the world to cook.

Turning his head to look at Zhao Wenchang who was still busy cooking, Zhao Junzhang suddenly said, "Wenchang, which of these two kinds of pasta do you think is more delicious?"

"This..." Zhao Wenchang raised his head, looked at the oily noodles and Tianhua cakes that he had almost finished eating in front of him, struggled for a moment, and quickly gave his answer, "I prefer oily noodles!"

"Is it…"

After getting the same answer from his son, Zhao Junzhang finally made up his mind.

"Little friend Qin Lang, I wonder if you are willing to participate in this competition on behalf of Zhaoji Noodle Restaurant?" His voice paused, "In return, you can learn all the noodle recipes of Zhaoji Noodle Restaurant."

"Of course." Qin Lang nodded unexpectedly.

He came here for this purpose, and since he had already made a decision in his heart, he naturally had no reason to object.

But even so, Zhao Junzhang's return still surprised him.

All pasta recipes in Zhaoji Noodle House can be learned.

You know, Liu Ji promoted this competition because of these formulas.

Qin Lang was also really interested in these pasta recipes from other worlds.

"Uncle Zhao, can you tell me about the specific situation of the competition?"

"Of course." Zhao Junzhang nodded, "This competition will be held in two days, and the theme of the competition is fixed as pasta."

"Although the witnesses of this competition are the Catering Association and not the Royal Chef Association, for the sake of the fairness of the competition, five judges from the Royal Chef Association were specially invited to vote."

"Two days later..." Qin Lang nodded thoughtfully, "If that's the case, there's plenty of time for preparation."

Two days is enough time?
Zhao Junzhang glanced at Qin Lang in surprise, "Although the competition is two days away, there is one thing that needs to be decided now."

"What's the matter?" Qin Lang asked curiously.

"This competition was initiated by Liuji Noodle Restaurant, so Zhaoji Noodle Restaurant can put forward an additional request on the basis of a fixed theme. This is also our advantage."

"Because I haven't determined the candidate for the competition before, I have never made this request. Now that you have decided to represent Zhao Ji to participate in the competition, the right to make the request is also handed over to you."

"Any request is fine?" Qin Lang thoughtfully.

"In theory." Zhao Junzhang nodded, "But both parties need to abide by the requirements, and cannot make improper demands that are clearly aimed at one party."

"For example, it is illegal to ask that only imperial chefs from other places can participate in the competition, or that the culinary champion of Qingyang City cannot participate in the competition."

"Understood." Qin Lang nodded to express his understanding.

Nor did he intend to make similar outlandish demands to limit opponents.

In fact, he doesn't intend to do anything about it.

"My opponent is called Ji He?" He asked curiously, "Is the opponent good at pasta?"

"Yes." Zhao Junzhang had a dignified expression, "When Ji He won the championship of this year's Qingyang City Cooking Competition, the dish he served was pasta."

"And his culinary skills are higher than previous city-level culinary champions."

A city-level culinary champion who is good at pasta...

Qin Lang thought of the feast of beef tasting at the Zhenniu Pavilion that he had attended before.

During that tasting feast, he communicated with many city-level culinary champion imperial chefs, and even benefited a lot from other imperial chefs in the subsequent open-air duel.

He thought about what kind of request he should make.

"My request is for a public duel in the open air."

...

A young man with short brown hair walked quickly into Liuji Noodle Restaurant.

After closing the door, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man with a short body and narrowed eyes, "What's the matter with calling me here so urgently?"

"Something has happened." The chunky man had a serious look on his face, "Zhao Ji asked for a competition."

"What request?" The brown-haired young man looked calm. "If it is some obviously improper request, you can refuse it. Why be so nervous."

"But this request is not an unfair request..." The short and fat man smiled wryly, "They proposed to have a public confrontation in the open air."

"This means that the cooking process of both parties must be disclosed."

The brown-haired young man was silent for a while, then turned around and was about to leave, "Then please ask someone else to be smart!"

"Ji He!" The short and fat man hurriedly grabbed the hand of the brown-haired young man and squeezed out a smile, "Don't rush away, there is still room for turning around this matter."

"We can increase the price on the original remuneration!"

"Hmph." Ji He snorted coldly, "Even if your reward is multiplied several times, it can't compare to my pasta making method!"

"This..." The short and fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Is the opponent determined? Who will Zhao Ji send to play?"

"I've never heard of a imperial chef named Qin Lang." Sensing that Ji He's tone seemed to have room to change, the short and fat man spoke quickly.

"Qin Lang..." Ji He thought for a while, and seemed to think of something, "He is the culinary champion of Dongxia City."

"What?!" The chunky man's eyes widened.

He had already secretly greeted Yu Ling Chef, who is good at pasta in Qingyang City, but he didn't expect Zhao Ji to find a city-level culinary champion from other places!
"If it's him, I agree to a public confrontation in the open air." Ji He said calmly.

The opponent is at the same level as him, so he is not at a disadvantage.

"That's great!" The short and fat man breathed a sigh of relief, with a happy expression on his face.

"Don't be too happy." Ji He glanced at the short and fat man, "I have an extra condition."

"After winning, I want both Zhao Ji's pasta recipe and the pasta recipe you mastered."

"This…"

The chunky man showed a hesitant expression again.

After a while, he gritted his teeth, "Okay!"

Ji He nodded in satisfaction, turned and left Liu Ji Noodle Restaurant.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in running a restaurant."
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