The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

Chapter 75 The Imperial Chef of the Capital
Bai Su was thinking about the silver and said calmly: "Why don't you let me compete with the chef?"

The waiter's eyes suddenly widened. Is this village woman going to heaven?
Qian Haoyuan stopped, turned around and looked at Bai Su, and couldn't help but sneer: "Farmer woman, do you know who the chef of Linglong Pavilion is?"

"The imperial chef who came from the palace." Bai Su looked back calmly: "Zhu Yuchu is the living signature of Linglong Pavilion, and the entire Yunmeng County knows it."

"Then you are even better!"

Bai Su shrugged: "Bibi has a lot of meat."

Qian Haoyuan even laughed out loud: "You are a peasant woman who is naturally very idle, but this young master is very busy!"

"Is the young master busy fighting crickets or cockfighting this morning?" Bai Su asked leisurely.

Qian Haoyuan's face froze.

"No matter what the fight is, there is no fun in watching people fight. The imperial chef from the capital competes with the country women to test their cooking skills. This is quite a gimmick. If it were played in a theater, the young master would still have to spend money!" Bai Su smiled lightly. .

Qian Haoyuan couldn't help but squinted at Bai Su and smiled: "It's indeed more interesting than fighting crickets! Today, young master, I want to see how ugly a peasant woman like you is!"

With that said, Qian Haoyuan leaned back on his chair, and his servants immediately served him refreshments.

After a while, the waiter brought a solemn old man, it was Zhu Yuchu.

Zhu Yuchu looked displeased at Qian Haoyuan, who was looking up at the stall. This dude from the Qian family was getting more and more ridiculous. He was so busy that he actually asked him to compete with a peasant woman.

He looked at Bai Su boredly: "Compared to what?"

"Compared with making a dish, who tastes better!" Bai Su remained humble.

Zhu Yuchu didn't even glance at Bai Su. He turned around and fished out a fish from the barrel. He slapped the fish with the back of his knife three or two times, and the fish stopped moving.

Because half of the guests of Linglong Pavilion came because of the name of the imperial chef, two stoves were set up in the lobby for the convenience of guests.

In the blink of an eye, the fish was disemboweled and dropped into the pot with a sizzling sound.

The servants watched in admiration. They never tire of these flowing movements!
"Hey, little village woman, are you too scared to compete?" Qian Haoyuan tapped his foot on the table in front of Bai Su.

Isn’t that why the servants looked at me coldly?
Bai Su just smiled and stepped forward.

Zhu Yuchu had already started cooking the pot and asked the waiter to bring the fish to the table. He turned around and left without even looking at Bai Su.The aroma of wine spread, and the fish on the plate was not only intact, but also golden and plump. With the decoration of vegetables and flowers, it looked like the fish was alive.

Qian Haoyuan asked his servants to prepare food, then ate the fish. He glanced at Bai Su and said, "Little peasant woman, don't waste my time, hurry up!"

The servants looked with disdain in their eyes, as they feared that this village woman would not even be able to kill the fish.

Bai Su calmly unloaded the bamboo basket and took out a jar, minced meat and tofu.

Tofu?

The servants looked at the tofu, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

The imperial chef uses delicious live fish. Even if she doesn't use fish, she should use chicken and duck, at least she won't lose out on the ingredients.

They used the most tasteless tofu.

Dogs don't eat it.

Sure enough, this peasant woman was out of her mind.

Qian Haoyuan watched Bai Su take out a piece of tofu and paused with the hand holding the chopsticks. He couldn't understand why he didn't fight with crickets, but instead watched a peasant woman making tofu!

Qian Haoyuan was ready to leave after eating.

Bai Su cut the tofu into pieces and blanched them in water.

The servants rolled their eyes, "Sister, the tofu cubes are not evenly chopped!"
They turned around and went to work without even looking.

Bai Su saw it and calmly put the minced meat into the pot and stir-fried it. After the oil came out, he added peppercorns and chopped green onion and continued to stir-fry until fragrant.

Qian Haoyuan finished his meal and walked away.

Bai Su looked at his back, pursed her lips and smiled, took a spoonful of homemade sauce from the jar, put it into the pot and stir-fried it evenly.

(End of this chapter)