Here Comes The Lady Chef

"Ren San, my plate ..." Sheng Yaoshan muttered in his mouth, his tone was awkward.

Obviously told Ren Yue this kid, this dish was eaten by himself. At the beginning, this kid also agreed with his mouth, and what to say, rest assured, can not be confused with others! Dare to love this incomprehensible method, that is, to hang up your plate, this ... what is this called!

Don't look at Sheng Yaoshan's day-to-day war with soldiers, but if the eyes of a whole house are really focused on the half of the egg fried rice that he has eaten, he is really embarrassed.

Frowning, he gently pulled Ren Yue's sleeves a few times, signalling that Ren Yue hurriedly inspected the matter.

"You've eaten, why did you let me test?" Ren Yue turned quietly and said an understatement. He almost did not vomit blood to Sheng Yaoshan.

"Ren San, you! You just said it, you can't confuse it!" Sheng Yaoshan was about to get angry, and saw the gaze of the people in the house, and immediately lowered his voice and converged.

"Isn't it for you! I didn't move it, so I couldn't mix it." Ren Yue's eyes seemed to smile, his mouth was slightly raised, his son looked like a jade, he was polite, but he was so angry. Almost internal injuries.

"Okay, you're awesome, I'll check it for myself!" Sheng Yaoshan twitched his mouth a little, a flash of sharpness flashed on Yingqi's aggressive cheeks, and a slight indulgence in his complexion.

This Ren Yue, not only has a thin skin and tender meat, the girl's family, how can she even do things like this girl! What happened to me? Still hate it! Not to let him continue to eat on the same plate! What cleanliness to pretend here! Caused me to be embarrassed in front of Xianyang Father! Although Sheng Yaoshan didn't say anything, he had cursed Ren Yue thousands of times.

"Of course you have eaten it, of course you do it yourself." Ren Yue's tone of understatement once again underscored Sheng Yaoshan's internal injuries.

"Today I don't have general knowledge with you, and we will be singled out someday!" Sheng Yaoshan walked past Ren Yue's side and squeezed this sentence from his teeth. Although he said it very lightly, Ren Ren heard it clearly.

"Okay." Ren Yue responded lightly.

The passing agreement, without a reason, hit the two teenagers together. No third person knew about it.

At this moment, everyone's attention followed Sheng Yaoshan again, focusing on the plate of fried rice.

I saw Sheng Yaoshan slap the table with his bare hands, and the plate of egg fried rice jumped up, the plates turned over in the air, the plate dropped, and the plate of egg fried rice seemed to freeze in the air, and the falling speed was significantly slower. A lot.

When looking at Sheng Yaoshan again, he saw his eyes bright and stared straight ahead; his right palm was open. Reach into the air. Keep your left hand behind you.

What a big aura!

There was a wave in Ren Yue's heart. Sheng Yaoshan, dare to use his internal force to fix a full plate of rice in the air.

Everyone exclaimed!

impressive! Can actually stop the rice grains in the air!

It was during this still period that all the people present looked at egg fried rice again from a full angle.

All gold and silver, without exception!

of course. Chef Zhang saw it too, and watched it more carefully and for a longer time than others.

Immediately, his chubby round face seemed to take shape, and once changed to the perfect circle of the past, it became an ellipse, a long oval.

"Huh!" The rice still in the air, after everyone blinked a few times. Back to the plate again, intact.

Sheng Yaoshan walked straight up, picked up the plate of egg fried rice, and touched the chopsticks again.

"Everyone can see clearly? Yao Shan has finished the inspection, and girl Wen is really amazing!" Sheng Yaoshan said. I can't talk anymore, so I am busy and taste delicious egg fried rice.

"Bold people are rough people! They are vulgar and unbearable!" Ren Yue shook his head slightly, expressing his helplessness to Sheng Yaoshan's actions. The moment he turned around, he met his gentle eyes again in the air.

One is calm as the water but never bottoms out.

One is crystal clear but the waves are a little bit shiny.

"What's wrong with her? What does she seem to be hiding?" Ren Yue's instinct judged it, and immediately shifted away from her gentle eyes.

"This rice ..." Ren Yue picked up the plate of egg-fried rice again and enjoyed the taste of fried rice while enjoying it leisurely and elegantly.

No greasy, no hard stalks, the rice is sweet and elastic, and the egg will melt immediately. This simple egg-fried rice, which Ren Yue has never eaten, is familiar like where he has eaten.

Before thinking much, Lord Zhao already spoke.

"Since Ren Sangong and General Sheng have already been tested, this egg fried rice by Girl Wen is a genuine and authentic gold bag and silver! Chef Zhang, should you be convinced now?"

"Huh! It's just a coincidence!" Chef Zhang snorted coldly, his complexion was good, don't look away, don't look gentle anymore.

"Sir, it seems that the competition of staple foods has not ended yet?" Liu Xianzhinen's child's voice sounded again.

"Yes, I patronized the unexpected surprise, but forgot about the business!" Mr. Song Tao smiled with a bowed head, and voted his tender for tenderness. This girl, not only did a good noodle, but also directly confronted Chef Zhang with the same egg fried rice, it was a steady win!

Qiao Zizhang also supports gentleness. Master Qiao hesitated for a moment and still voted for Chef Zhang. After all, Chef Zhang's strength and status still need to give him a little face.

Master Zhao supports tenderness, and Liu Xian needlessly insists on supporting his tender sister.

As for Mr. Lu, obviously the ticket was given to Chef Zhang.

So the main game of the duel, the gentle victory over Chef Zhang by five to two.

"Oh! Sister Wen wins! Sister Wen wins!" Liu Xian cheered.

"Master, sister Rouer won! Win!" Fang Dashi was so excited that although he was bandaged on his arm and hung from his neck, he still held Wen Shouzheng's intact hand tightly with the other hand.

"I saw it, I saw it!" Wen Shouzheng was also excited.

"Girl Wen is so amazing that she can make fried rice so extreme!" Sheng Yaoshan praised sincerely.

Ren Yue was still unpretentious, lazily and elegantly leaning on a red column in the front hall of Zuixianlou, silent.

"Now it seems that it's a bit early, isn't there a game that is not over yet?" Chef Zhang murmured with a grimace on his face.

"Oh, Mr. Song Tao, please!" Master Qiao went over and whispered beside Mr. Song Tao, and then passed an envelope.

"Everyone please be quiet. Now that Boss Qiao intends to give the old man this face. The old man will do his best to announce the game. Later, tomorrow, lunch time will be a soup duel, and the ingredients will be customized. The reason is to tell you two in advance Because it takes time to prepare the soup, prepare it! "Mr. Song Tao cleared his throat, took out the note in the envelope, and announced.

"Soup ?! Just one word?" Gently stunned, and then smiled confidently again.

Chef Zhang was black and didn't even clean up the stove. He just shook his hands and turned away.

"This guy is really worthless. If not, he just lost a game! As for showing his face to everyone!" Some people in the crowd were dissatisfied.

"Rouer. Any ideas?" Wen Shouzheng ignored Chef Zhang's performance. Just stood tenderly beside me.

"Dad, let me think about it." Gently calmed down and walked out of the test area calmly.

"What soup is going to do ..." Gentlely sitting in the kitchen of the back kitchen, holding his cheeks in one hand. Handling a white porcelain teacup carelessly with one hand, he kept turning around on the stove.

"Sister Rouer, still thinking about it?" Fang Dashi came in with a hand hung up and saw the gentleness, and then leaned on the stove to help gentleness find a way together.

"Both of you here? Drink some water. I've been busy for almost a day, rest and think again." Wen Shouzheng said, walking in, holding a teapot in his hand. I just took the white porcelain cup that was gently fiddled with, and took two more from the side.

Clear, colorless white water, poured into a white porcelain cup, pure and free of impurities. Only allowed to breathe hot, quietly placed in the cup.

Wen Shou is not good at tea, in fact, because there is no good tea inventory in the back kitchen of Zuixianlou, and the slightly higher grade of tea is not kept by Li Treasurer or in the hands of Master Qiao.

No matter how good Wen Shouzheng's skills are, it's more than enough to spare this rare and expensive thing. One or two go, they also lost their thoughts, which makes tea not good today.

"When the water is clear, there are no fish, and when the person is inspected, there is no apprentice." Wen Ting did not know when he followed, and raised the tea cup in front of Gentle to himself.

"Brother, what do you say?" Gentle eyes suddenly brightened.

"I said Shui Qing ..." Wen Ting muttered to himself, his voice had not yet fallen, and gentleness had already taken the door.

"Rouer!" Wen Shou was looking at it, shouting silently, and chased out immediately.

Only Fang Dashi was still leaning on the side of the stove, but couldn't return.

Wen Ting muttered, "This crazy girl, did I say anything?"

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In Wen's kitchen, gentle and unconcerned about the coldness on the ground, he sat on the floor, leaning on a large water tank, and placed an old yellowed book on his knees, very anxiously but seriously looking for something.

"Rouer! But what's the new idea?" Wen Shouzheng pointed his eyes and recognized the yellowed old book at one glance ~ www.readwn.com ~ It was the ancient genealogy sent by Chef Gao before, and then he put together the past, Butt sitting beside gentle.

"Dad, you say, how to judge a good broth?" Gentle continued looking up without looking up, and asked casually in his mouth.

"Siqing, Tangqing, and Weiqing were plain and simple when they first saw them; they were dull when they first heard them; when they first entered, they struggled and turned around. Forget. This is the highest state of broth. "Wen Shouzheng stared emptyly at the top of his head.

"Dad ever made this kind of broth?" Gentle asked.

"I haven't achieved this kind of skill, just because of improper techniques, I can't pursue that kind of Sanqing realm ..." Wen Shouzheng thoughtfully, his eyes were empty, like looking at something, but not looking at anything.

"Find it!" Gentle snorted suddenly in excitement.

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