Reborn God Emperor Daddy

Chapter 222 Food and Beauty

"Oh, this Dongpo elbow is really delicious. I want to thank Su Dongpo for leaving such a delicious food."

Swallowing the food in her mouth, Cao Yanran couldn't help crying.

Lin Meichen said with a smile: "Sister Yanran, you should still thank Brother Song, there are so many Dongpo elbows, and there is only one such delicious one."

As a top chef, she caught the crux of the problem right away.

The reason why the dishes are delicious is that the pigs raised by Song Haotian, the quality of the meat is undeniable, it is absolutely top-notch.

On the other hand, if you have good cooking skills, you can't cook such delicious food if you cook it yourself.

"You're right. I've eaten Dongpo elbow before, but it's fat and greasy. It's not as delicious as this."

After Cao Yanran finished speaking, she couldn't help but stretched her chopsticks towards Dongpo's elbow again.

Lin Meichen smiled, and took a piece of braised pork into his mouth.

Although he has learned Song Haotian's cooking skills many times, his beautiful big eyes lit up instantly after eating this piece of meat.

The ingredients of the braised pork are selected from the three layers of the pig's body. The fat meat and lean meat alternate with each other, and the outermost is the more chewy skin.

Take a bite, and a strong meaty aroma instantly occupies the entire mouth.

Generally speaking, braised pork is a greasy dish, but the braised pork cooked by Song Haotian doesn't feel greasy at all.

The lean meat has a bit of chewiness, and the fat is mixed in the middle. It melts in the mouth, and the rich meat aroma also has a hint of sweetness that makes people obsessed.

Thousands of words can be summed up in one sentence, it is so delicious.

The three girls usually belong to the kind with very superior family conditions. They are very picky about eating, and they even taste meat a little, or even don't eat it, for fear of making themselves fat.

But at this moment, facing the whole pig feast cooked by Song Haotian, they couldn't care less at all. They stretched out their chopsticks again and again, and showed satisfied expressions on their faces again and again.

Liu Zimei also put a piece of braised pork into her mouth, and immediately exclaimed: "Oh, I didn't expect fatty meat to be so delicious."

She usually doesn't move a piece of fat, and she doesn't even eat a bite of fat in the dumpling filling.

Now it was so delicious that I couldn't stop, and I ate four or five pieces of braised pork in a row.

Then she picked up a paper towel and wiped the oil stains on the corners of her mouth: "No, I have to slow down, I have to control a little, otherwise I will swallow my tongue, and I will never be able to eat delicious food again."

Lin Meichen said with a smile: "You are not afraid of becoming a big fat woman, and you will not be able to marry in the future."

"Little brother, it's all your fault. It's so delicious that people can't control it."

Liu Zimei stretched out her hand and thumped Song Haotian's chest, "I don't care, he's going to get fat anyway, you have to be responsible, and I'll depend on you for the rest of my life."

Tuantuan laughed and said, "Zimei Mama, don't hit her daddy, the meat will be eaten up by Yanran Mama."

Only now did Liu Zimei realize that Cao Yanran also ate several pieces of braised pork in such a short period of time.

"Oh, sister Yanran, save some for me."

They had a great time eating here, and the little unicorn had a great meal with the four spirit beasts, but it had to eat everything first before the four guys could start their mouths, after all, it was bought with blood.

Compared to Song Haotian and the others, these big guys have surprisingly large appetites, eating meat and drinking heavily.

One pig, two ducks, and three chickens, most of them went into their stomachs, and it seemed that they still had more than enough to eat.

"I'm so full, oops, I can't eat anymore."

Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan patted their chubby little bellies, and started to complain again. Every time they tasted the delicious food made by their father, they always felt that their stomachs were too small.

"Oh, look, it's so beautiful over there."

Lin Meichen stretched out her finger to the horizon, and saw a round of red sun slowly sinking towards the horizon, the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sunset glow in the sky and everything in the world red, it looked extremely glamorous and moving.

Song Haotian smiled and said: "Originally, I wanted everyone to enjoy the scenery and taste the food at the same time.

But all of you didn't take a look at it, and let down the beautiful scenery. It seems that we should eat at home in the future. "

Cao Yanran gave him a charming look: "Could it be our fault? The food you cook is so delicious."

Liu Zimei followed up and said, "Yes, between food and beautiful scenery, I naturally choose food."

Several people had almost eaten, chatting while admiring the sunset in the sky, at this moment Lin Meichen's cell phone rang.

She glanced at the caller ID, it was from the old chef Lin Zhan.

After pressing the answer button, I heard the voice over there say: "Meichen, the MasterChef competition has started, when are you coming back?"

"Oh, has the Chef God Contest started yet?"

Lin Meichen exclaimed and covered her mouth with her hand.

She was with Song Haotian and the two little guys these days, and she was extremely happy every day. She was so happy that she couldn't think of leaving, and she had already forgotten about the God of Cooking Competition.

"Then dad, how about we live for the sky?"

Lin Meichen held the mobile phone and chatted with Lin Zhan for seven or eight minutes before hanging up the phone with a dignified expression.

Seeing that her girlfriend's expression was wrong, Liu Zimei asked, "What's wrong, Xiaomei? Did Uncle Lin say something?"

"That's not true." Lin Meichen shook his head, "It's just that this year's God of Cooking Competition has already started, and the situation is a bit unfavorable for us."

She briefly introduced the situation of the God of Cooking Competition. Generally speaking, the God of Cooking Competition in Jiangnan City is held every three years.

Each time is divided into two parts, the first part is the preliminaries, and the second part is the finals.

In the past few days, the preliminaries have been completed, and the finalists are still the three restaurants.

Although Shi Weitian was successfully shortlisted, but the result is only ranked third, which means that the ranking is at the bottom, lagging behind the other two companies, Busishu and Zhiweizhai.

Cao Yanran was a little surprised and said: "This is impossible, isn't Uncle Lin the last Master of Cooking?
With his culinary skills, even if he can't win the title of Chef again this time, he won't be too bad in the preliminaries, right? "

Lin Meichen said: "This year's situation is different from previous years. Both Shiweitian and Zhiweizhai have put on the posture that they must win.

Not only did they have the original crew, but they also hired a lot of money from the imperial capital to hire master chefs. According to my father, the two restaurants hired top chefs from the imperial capital, whose cooking skills are superior to his.

If things go on like this, this year, Food for Heaven is doomed to miss the God of Cooking. "

Cao Yanran said: "There is such an operation, can we still ask for foreign aid?"

Lin Meichen explained: "Although the Chef God Competition is held in our Jiangnan City, the participants are all major restaurants. As for where the chefs of the restaurants come from, there is never any restriction."

Cao Yanran was a little puzzled: "Since the major restaurants are used as the unit, who should be the last master chef?"

Lin Meichen said: "The God of Cooking is born in the finals. The chef of which restaurant wins the final championship is the God of Cooking."

"It couldn't be simpler for me to think something big happened."

Liu Zimei said, "As long as Haotian is pulled over, any chef from the imperial capital is not worth mentioning at all. The master chef only belongs to our little brother."

Cao Yanran's eyes lit up: "That's right, Brother Song cooks so many dishes, any one of them can become a master chef."

After the two said this, Lin Meichen's eyes fell on Song Haotian: "Brother Song, is it okay?"

(End of this chapter)