Food King

Chapter 234 Challenger?
In the lobby of the black shop, the strong aroma of deboned chicken feet lingered in the air, mixed with the unique mellow aroma of horse chestnut wine, which still stimulated Ji Rufeng's taste buds.

Looking at the noodles picked up in the chopsticks, Ji Rufeng shook his head again, and immediately put it on his mouth and blew it, talking is better than nothing, his stomach is still growling.

The white and tender noodles were casually sucked into the mouth by Ji Rufeng, and a scent of pasta permeated the mouth in an instant, diluting the strong aroma of chicken feet and the mellowness of the seven-leaf wine in the mouth in an instant.

"what"

Ji Rufeng's slightly frowned brows quietly faded away, the smoothness of the noodles in his mouth, mixed with the fragrant soup, made his eyes light up suddenly.

As he chewed, the springy noodles jumped from the tip of the teeth. Ji Rufeng never imagined that a bowl of seemingly simple noodles could be so delicious.

The chewiness of the noodles releases a smooth texture in the mouth, like a bouncing elf flicking the tip of Ji Rufeng's tongue, when swallowing quietly, it is unimaginably slippery, after entering the body, it turns into a stream of heat, and begins to poured into his limbs.

"Chuck."

Ji Rufeng greedily ate the noodles in the bowl, and the previous depressed mood was washed away by the delicious and smooth noodles. He lowered his head and half lay on the table, enjoying the delicious food left in front of him as if no one else was there.

"Google"

A bowl of noodles was eaten by Ji Rufeng at the speed of wind and clouds. He held the bowl and drank all the seemingly light soup in it. Then he smacked his mouth comfortably and stuck out his tongue to lick his lips. , Hiccup a full belch.

"The small shop really lives up to its reputation. Whether it's dishes or noodles, they are all delicious. It looks like I found the right place this time." Ji Rufeng said to Wang Yan with a businessman's professional smile on his face. As the young master of the Ji family, he has traveled all over the world for the family's business these years, so he has a lot of knowledge.

Most importantly, as a foodie with a special liking for food, he has tasted countless delicacies from mountains and seas over the years, but compared with Wang Yan's simple chicken feet noodles, they are simply inferior.

Oh no, not even inferior.

"As long as you like it." Wang Yan replied lightly, but he didn't have the slightest desire to continue talking with Ji Rufeng. He had seen too many diners like this since the black shop opened until now.

Ji Rufeng didn't care about Wang Yan's attitude. He had already seen this guy's pissy behavior when he first came in to order food.

After a slight smile, Ji Rufeng didn't intend to leave. Just as he was about to speak again while he was pondering, two people walked in again outside the gate, so that when Wang Yan raised his head, he also blocked Ji Rufeng's words. in the throat.

These two people are about the same age, about thirty or so, and they look ordinary, but there is a faint coldness invisibly, especially the man with a beauty spot between his eyebrows. His eyes are slender, making the original The usual appearance has a touch of unspeakable charm.

"This is a black shop, right?" One of them asked Wang Yan, sitting on the sidelines, his eyes casually scanning the dishes above the blackboard on the wall, and slightly raised his brows which were not too heavy.

His voice was slightly jerky, and when it fell, Wang Yan was slightly taken aback, then stood up thoughtfully, and said in a calm tone: "The sign outside is very clear."

"Oh, then you are Wang Yan?" Another man with slender eyes narrowed his eyes, and looked at Wang Yan with a look of questioning, which also made the beauty mole between his eyebrows squeezed.

"Are you here to eat, or to inquire about someone?" Wang Yan frowned slightly, and then asked lightly, his body sitting on the spot remained motionless, showing no intention of getting up.

"Order." Facing Wang Yan's attitude, the slender-eyed man was slightly taken aback, and then walked forward and sat down beside the other person.

"The menu is on the wall." Wang Yan's voice fell, causing the two to look at each other, and then their eyes fell on the blackboard above the wall at the same time.

"Boneless chicken feet, boiled pork slices, and two servings of white rice."

The man with slender eyes ordered food quickly, and after the words fell, he looked at Wang Yan who was still not moving at all, and put a bag of primordial stones on the table.

Until now, Wang Yan just stood up, casually collected the primeval stone, put it into the storage bag, then entered the kitchen, and started cooking the dishes.

"It's really dark, but there are only a few dishes in such a small store, and all of them require Yuan Shifang to trade." The man with slender eyes curled his lips, and said a little unwillingly.

"After all, he is the chef king of the so-called chef king competition, and it is not unacceptable to charge that Xuantian knife, but... I am afraid that he is just a person who is trying to gain fame. Judging by his appearance, he should not exceed 20. At such a young age, what can one achieve in the kitchen?" Another man also echoed softly, obviously not optimistic about Wang Yan.

"Indeed, among the Three Kingdoms, only the Zhao Kingdom has the most profound culinary heritage. What kind of waves can such a country of vulgar dishes and this young child cause? In my opinion, the collection of the so-called Xuantian Knife is just Zhao Guo's conspiracy."

The two were discussing softly, while Ji Rufeng stood up in deep thought. From the looks of it, if he wanted to interact with Wang Yan today, he had no chances. As a businessman, he was not good at things like relationships. , very sensitive.

Ji Rufeng walked out of the black shop with some reluctance, looked at the two large characters nostalgicly again, and then walked towards the outside of Qingshan Town with his followers who had been waiting outside.

In the black shop, although the two people's sentences were a bit jerky, they still talked in a low voice. As time went by, less than 5 minutes later, a spicy fragrance began to radiate.

Wang Yan's speed was very fast. While the two were talking quietly, all the dishes had been cooked and put on the table by him.

"Please use it slowly." Wang Yan said a rare polite word, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, the voice of the man with slender eyes came out.

"Can you introduce these two dishes?" the man with slender eyes asked, and as his voice fell, Wang Yan was slightly startled, and then nodded silently.

"Boneless chicken feet, the chicken feet of the middle-grade Bazhen chicken are used. After cleaning, add red vinegar and maltose to hang the skin water. After drying, fry them in an oil pan until the color of tiger skin, remove them, and put them in the sauce soup. Marinated and ripe."

"As for this dish of boiled pork slices, the top-grade wild pork tenderloin is specially processed and marinated, and then cooked with the rest of the ingredients to form this spicy and delicious dish."

After Wang Yan's rough introduction, he turned around and returned to his exclusive position, and as his voice fell, the man with slender eyes was slightly startled, and then a sarcastic smile appeared on his face undisguised.

Although the two of them are not natives of the Zhao country, they know a lot about cooking. In their opinion, Wang Yan's explanation just now is too superficial, without the slightest professional level.

"It looks like it's just Zhao Guo's hype." The man with the slender eyes thought to himself, although he didn't know how he got the Xuantian knife, but just by listening to this explanation, he could preliminarily confirm that Wang Yan was in the kitchen. The attainment of Tao should not be high.

"Come on. Let's try Master's dishes too. How does it taste?"

(End of this chapter)