Huai Liangren shook his head secretly. It was not that his cooking skills were not as good as Ling Zhenfeng, but that he valued his identity as the chef of the country and was actually distracted at the critical moment, so he could only blame himself if he lost.

However, thinking that he would go to Kyoto to make breakfast for a group of foreign guests in the future, it would probably take a long time to see Lao Zhou. He was always encouraged by him, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

After finishing commenting, Baiweisheng turned to look at Zhou Dong and smiled, "I wonder what Chef Zhou thinks?"

"If you want me to see, it may be difficult to say that you win or lose..."

Zhou Dong smiled and said, "I ate thirty-one of Master Ling's bean sprouts, and I also thirty-one of them.

It was a coincidence that I didn’t have any problems with eating it, but I found that one of Master Ling’s bean sprouts was flawed.

There was no problem with the initial treatment of this bean sprout, and the salty and light heat was properly controlled. Unfortunately, the ham shredded trunk embedded in the bean stem was broken...

Master Ling might as well think about it. When you were frying this bean sprout, did you use a little more force when you stir-fry this portion of bean sprouts because you were used to making fish?”

Ling Zhenfeng was stunned.

When the chef makes fish, he will not easily turn it around. He almost relies on boiling water to make the fish mature on the top, bottom, inside and outside. This is because no matter how skilled the chef is, he cannot guarantee that the fish meat will not be damaged at all when turning the fish body.

Moreover, when guests eat fish, they must put chopsticks from above. This method can also ensure that the upper layer of fish is the most plump, tender and delicious.

But this brings up a problem. If you don’t turn the fish and boil it completely by boiling water, you will need to pour in more soup, and if the soup is too much, the taste will also be affected.

Ling Zhenfeng became famous for fish, so how could he be confused by this? So when he cooked fish, the soup was soaked at most half of the fish body. When the soup was only one-third of the fish body, 90% of the fish meat was cooked, but the top layer was still slightly tender. At this time, the soup in the pot was neither thick nor light, and the taste was fresh and beautiful. You could not add water or add water.

So at this time, you need to turn the fish body. Generally, chefs are not 100% sure, but they can do it with their eyes closed. Over the years, this technique has even become his habit.

As a result, when the bean sprouts were stir-fryed for the last time before they came out of the pot, the fish king was used to it and used the force on his hands a little bigger, and he actually broke the ham silk in a certain bean sprout.

Zhou Dong can actually eat such a small flaw?

Bai Weisheng frowned and said, "Chef Ling, is this how?"

The bean sprouts with broken ham silk were eaten by Zhou Dong, and he could only obtain evidence from Ling Zhenfeng. If this is the case, Zhou Dong's ability to taste delicious food may be no less than him.

Ling Zhenfeng hesitated for a moment and finally sighed: "It turns out that I thought the one who eats best in China was Mr. Bai, but now it seems that there is another one more...

Chef Zhou is right, because of habit, I really didn’t control the strength of the last stir-fry.”

All this is OK?

After eating a few bean sprouts, Cang Yanshan, who felt bored and began to miss the pork head meat in the big wine jar and the braised beef, staring at Zhou Dong with wide eyes. He ate so finely, aren’t you tired?”

Bai Weisheng nodded: "If this is the case, it depends on what Chef Yan and Kurakura Saki Wang said, otherwise it will be difficult to judge the outcome."

Cang Yanshan immediately shook his head: "Don't ask me, Lao Cang, I just ate a few bean sprouts...

What's so delicious about this thing? There's not much meat, I can't say anything."

Yan looked at Huailiangren and then looked at Ling Zhenfeng: "Although I really want to say that Lao Huai won, I can't tell me that I can't.

Uh, do you think that a person who can be excited about eating roast goose can have a way to evaluate the delicate and complicated thing like bean sprouts? Don’t make things difficult for me, Amitabha!”

Bai Weisheng looked at Zhou Dong and smiled and said, "In this way, your and my opinions will become one-to-one. What if they tied?"

Zhou Dong nodded: "It's good to be flat."

"Well, if this is the case, neither side needs to make any lottery. The ranking of Qinxing's weapons remains unchanged, and Huai Chu doesn't have to go to Kyoto anymore. What do you think?"

Huai Liang nodded first: "Well, that's it."

Fortunately, Lao Zhou's tongue is very smart, far beyond his "Yi Yin's tongue" as if he is "Yi Yin's dog's tongue". Otherwise, he would have to keep his promise and go to Kyoto. Now he is already very lucky. What else can I compete with?

Ling Zhenfeng looked at Zhou Dong and said, "I didn't expect that Chef Zhou is still an amazing foodie. This surprised me even more, and I want to talk about cooking skills with you. Chef Zhou, it's our turn now, right?"

He and Huai Liangren neither lost nor won in this match. Now he challenged Zhou Dong, and Huai Liangren is not good to say anything. Yan looked at Ling Zhenfeng, subconsciously shrank his neck, and said in his heart: "Amitabha... Master said that those who are good at fighting do not fight, so I will not learn from Huai..."

Cang Yanshan was irresistible, and even expected Zhou Dong to beat Ling Zhenfeng hard, and he also expressed his resentment for him. Baiweisheng was even more happy to see it happening, and laughed and said, "It's amazing. If the two of them want to compete, I will be determined by this 'main judge'."

Zhou Dong smiled and said, "Okay, I want to try Master Ling's craftsmanship too.

Let’s do this, Master Ling became famous for his fish. If you can’t eat the fish you make, it would be a pity. How about the two of us compare to making fish?”

"Oh? Chef Zhou wants to compare fish with me?"

Ling Zhenfeng was stunned and subconsciously looked at Zhou Dong carefully. He felt that the other person was normal, so he shouldn't have burned it?

Could it be that this chef Zhou seems young, but actually understands the principles of being a human being and has a very high emotional intelligence. Is he deliberately selling his own favor?

Yes, I am the chef of the National Banquet, a person in the system. Although he is famous, he is young after all, so how could he not consider his future advancement?

Not bad, this young man is very smart, has a good cooking skills, and can also make fine wine. Isn’t such talents exactly what Kyoto needs?

Ling Zhenfeng looked at Zhou Dong and nodded repeatedly. He had already planned to make suggestions from the superiors and arranged a position for this young master who was diligent in action.

"At least, I have to be a second chef, otherwise I would be sorry for my identity as a dignified 'God Transformation Hand'!"

"Lao Zhou, what do you think? The other party is not simple. Even the chef rarely makes bean sprouts that can be better than me, let alone the fish he has made for famous use. Why are you?"

Huailiangren found an opportunity and whispered in Zhou Dong's ear: "It's better to let Baiweisheng specify the content of the competition. He ran to Fengqi Mountain for no reason. No matter how you look at it, he is interested in you. Even if he doesn't mean to you, at least he will ensure fairness."

Zhou Dong smiled and nodded at him, and then said, "If Master Ling has no problem, it will be decided like this. Our competition is - fish!"

When Huai Liangren was stunned, how could you be like this?

Ling Zhenfeng smiled and said, "Since Chef Zhou said this, it would be too pretentious if I refuse. However, since I took advantage of it, you might as well announce the dishes I want to cook in advance so that Chef Zhou can know himself and his enemy."

Zhou Dong shook his head and said, "Actually, Master Ling doesn't need to do this."

"It must be, otherwise I will take too much advantage, and Ling will feel sorry for it.

Besides, this dish needs to be prepared in advance, and it is estimated that it will not be until noon tomorrow before you can taste it."

Hearing him say this, Bai Weisheng couldn't help but be curious: "I wonder what this dish of Chef Ling is?

If you are not boasting, I'm afraid there is no way I don't know about the way to make fish in the world."
Chapter completed!