ps: Thank you brothers for your support. Although we lost to the great masters above in the end, we worked hard and have no regrets.

Haha, the brothers of ‘Wandering Muzzle’ have given away another chapter. If you haven’t received it, go and get it:)

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Walking into this legendary restaurant, everyone's eyes light up.

The entire seating hall on the first floor is actually divided into three areas. On the left is a seafood area lined with dozens of aquariums. On the right is a Western-style simple restaurant with luxurious decoration and elegant atmosphere. Located in the center, it occupies the largest area.

, is a local restaurant that is dominated by Chinese style and mixed with some Indian and Malay cultures. It also has the most diners here.

Under the guidance of the Chinese-American woman, Zhou Yi and others went directly to a private room on the second floor called 'Douwei Pavilion'. Judging from the name, this private room should be specially designed for picky gourmets and gourmets.

Prepared by colleagues, there are many photos of trophies displayed in the private room. Judging from the text above, these trophies were obtained by the three generations of owners of the 'Rexiang Pavilion' in the past sixty years, including even those from the chef of the Prime Minister of Singapore.

Medal of Honor.

"He Wenxiu, served as the chef of the Prime Minister of Singapore from 2003 to 2005... He Wenxiu, participated in the French cooking competition in 2008 and won the third medal... He Wenxiu, was selected by Korean Cuisine in 2010

The association invited me to serve as a judge for the Southeast Asian Cooking Competition..."

Next to these honorary medals and certificates, is a middle-aged man with fair skin and very delicate appearance, with a pair of eyes as long as a phoenix. Even in the photo, he is still radiant; this should be 'Lexiang Pavilion'

'The third generation owner and chef.

Judging from the honors he has received over the years, he is actually a world-class chef with both skills. Zhou Yi couldn't help but glance at Zhu Xiaohua. He thought to himself, "Look, what kind of people are you messing with?"

Although it can't be said that he is afraid, he is not in this industry after all. If Zhu Xiaohua hadn't been so troublesome, he wouldn't have been guilty of running around and slapping others in the face, right?

Zhu Xiaohua and the others were also dumbfounded. This guy took advantage of the Chinese-American woman not paying attention and whispered: "Third brother, you should be able to withstand it, right?"

"If I can't stand it, I'll kick you out!"

Zhou Yi glared at him. When he saw the beautiful Chinese woman looking at him with a smile, he hurriedly said seriously: "I'm sorry for causing trouble to your store."

"Sir, you're welcome. We welcome gourmets from all over the world. This is a rule passed down from my husband's grandfather..."

The Chinese-American woman smiled and said, "Can you order now, sir? But according to our rules, as a challenger, you can only choose oriental dishes. Is this okay?"

Everyone was stunned again when they heard this. It turned out that this beautiful woman was not a first-class lobby manager. She was actually the current boss lady of "Lexiang Pavilion".

"Haha, of course. After all, Mr. He started from Chaozhou cuisine and other oriental cuisines. If I choose Western food, it would be meaningless." Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"It's good that you understand, sir. No matter what dish you choose, my husband will cook it himself. But..."

The Chinese-American woman smiled and said: "If you can't impress my husband, then you have to leave on your own. And your name will also be engraved on the 'Loser Monument' in Lexiang Pavilion. So I need your ID.

.Of course, I just take a look and write down your name."

And the ‘Loser Monument’?

Zhou Yi couldn't help but frown. Originally, he was not prepared to be too serious. If He Wenxiu's skills were really good, he would not be able to slap someone in the face. Winning or losing would not matter.

But 'Rexiang Pavilion' actually wants to carve the name of the loser of the challenge on the stone tablet. This is no longer a joke. He can lose his face, but his ancestors can't afford to lose their face. After all, the ancestors of the Zhou family also hosted royal meals.

, is also a generation of famous chefs. As a younger generation, it’s fine if you don’t bring glory to the face of your ancestors. At least you can’t discredit it, right?

"Well, I heard that Mr. He started his career with Teochew cuisine, so I'll order a dish of 'Satay Fried Noodles'. This is my ID card, please take a look."

Zhou Yi nodded, took out his ID card and handed it to the Chinese-American woman.

"Mr. Zhou, would you like 'Sate Fried Noodles'?"

A shocked expression flashed across the face of the Chinese-American woman, and she almost forgot to hand her ID card back to Zhou Yi. When she realized that she had lost her composure, even Xiao Zizi could tell that something was wrong: "Auntie, that's Uncle Zhou's ID card.

..."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, please take back your ID card. I...I will notify Wenxiu immediately, please wait a moment..."

"Lao San, what's wrong with this woman? Why do you feel so distressed for her when you order rice noodles?"

Zhu Xiaohua sat down carelessly, picked up the large teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for Zhou Yi and the others. She picked up the cup and took a half-sip before frowning: "What kind of tea is this? It's so oily? It's so oily."

It smells like medicine..."

"How about saying you are uneducated?"

Zhou Yi laughed and said: "This is called Bak Kut Teh. It was brought to Singapore by the Cantonese and Fujianese who worked as coolies at Clarke Quay in the 19th century. The emphasis is on the sweetness of the broth, the aromatic medicinal flavor and the spiciness of pepper.

It's very filling. It's not because I feel sorry for you, but because 'satay rice noodles' is a special dish of Chaozhou people, just like the bean paste fried dough sticks we eat, but the He family has created this satay fried rice noodles,

This is the essence of their inheritance from three generations, and when I ordered this dish, she didn’t dare to underestimate it.”

In fact, Zhou Yi still doesn't know that 'Sate Fried Noodles' is not only the special dish of the He family, but also the kung fu dish inherited by the He family. If you can't make this well, you don't have the right to say that you are a descendant of the He family. He is like this

Ordering food is equivalent to launching the strongest challenge to He Wenxiu!

This was all caused by the 'Loser's Monument'. Zhou Yi felt that it was too much to engrave the names of the losers on the monument for the diners coming and going to see. He also wanted to remind He Wenxiu,

The world is so big, it doesn't mean that there are no people who can surpass you, even in Chaozhou cuisine. However, Zhou Yi always considers matters as they are, and he still appreciates the stoic and fierce personality of Chaozhou people.

"Third brother, you know a lot, don't you? I didn't see how much you loved reading when you were in college..."

Zhu Xiaohua's eyes widened when she heard this. Liu Xu looked at Zhou Yi with eyes full of admiration. Women can't resist a knowledgeable man.

"Don't praise me, I just saw this from the recipe. Haha..."

"Oh no, I almost got fooled by you." Zhu Xiaohua rolled her eyes immediately, and Catkins and Huahua also giggled, feeling that Zhou Yi was getting more and more bored.

"Uncle Zhou, will you win?" Children are always the most direct, and what they care about is the result.

"What do you think?" Zhou Yi chuckled and said, "When has Uncle Zhou ever let Ye Zi down?"

Not long after, a plate of hot and fragrant satay fried noodles was placed in front of Zhou Yi. This time, the beautiful Chinese woman was accompanied by He Wenxiu, the owner and chef of 'Rexiang Pavilion'.

He Wenxiu himself is quieter than in the photos. His hands are white and thin, and they are more beautiful than those of older girls. Just looking at these hands, Zhou Yi knew that this person's knife skills and carving skills must be top-notch, and these It is exactly the necessary foundation for a top chef.

"Mr. Zhou, please taste it."

Even when he speaks, this world-class chef is gentle and quiet, without any fuss. I know he is a cook, but I don't know that he is a real scholar, at least better than the appearance of Liu Ke. A hundred times better.

"Haha. Then I will show my shame...well, it is indeed good..."

Even though Zhou Yi had never eaten satay fried rice noodles before, with the vision and smell of today's god of food, he knew that this plate of rice noodles was almost impeccable. I'm afraid if you look at the whole Chaozhou and add a new addition, it will not be the same. People can surpass He Wenxiu.

This dish is somewhat similar to the fried rice noodles that are popular in Guangxi. The only difference is that the rice noodles are made from more sophisticated materials, and they need to be put into the pot as soon as they are rolled in boiling water. The amount and temperature of the oil must be controlled very well, otherwise it will become sticky. If the pot becomes mushy, otherwise it will not be fried thoroughly or it will become boiled rice noodles stewed with water.

Moreover, this dish also needs to pay attention to the preparation of the sauce, the selection and cooking of the clams, so that the umami flavor of the clams and the mellow taste of the sauce are immersed in the rice noodles at the same time, but not mixed, and the integrity and bite of the rice noodles must be maintained. Jin, the effort involved is profound.

Judging from the color and taste alone, the satay fried rice noodles made by He Wenxiu not only have the right flavor, but also the umami flavors of the sauce and clams are clearly layered and not mixed, which is already 90%.

Zhou Yi picked up a piece of rice noodles with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He chewed it lightly. At first, it felt like it popped into his mouth, but then it melted in his mouth. His mouth was filled with a tooth-wrenching aroma. He couldn't help but sigh softly: "No wonder why?" Is it true that my husband has won so many honors and was even hired as the chef of the Prime Minister of Singapore? His skill is really good? This satay rice is impeccable and it really deserves a hundred points."

"One hundred points? Third brother, you didn't give up so quickly, did you?"

Zhu Xiaohua's expression changed after hearing this. It was okay to be kicked out and continue to queue in the rain, but she couldn't afford to lose face. The fat man in front was a role model.

Catkins and Huahua also looked at Zhou Yi with some worry. Little Yezi was the most direct, and his eye circles were red.

"Haha, Mr. Zhou is indeed an expert and a decent gourmet."

He Wenxiu nodded slightly, seeming to appreciate Zhou Yi's character. In fact, he already knew the result when he made this satay fried rice noodles, because no one can do it better than him, and he firmly believed in this!

"Yes, we thank Mr. Zhou for his honesty and appreciation, so 'Rexiang Pavilion' will give you a free meal as our reward. However, Mr. Zhou's name still needs to be engraved on the 'Loser Monument' because this It's a rule set by our ancestors, and we can't violate it..."

The Chinese-American woman also smiled and said apologetically.

"I said, we are all Chinese, isn't this a bit too much?"

Zhu Xiaohua was no longer calm. She originally thought that Zhou Yi would win, but she didn't expect it to end like this. If Zhou Yi's name was really engraved on that shameful monument, would he have the nerve to go to Yunshui Mountain to eat and drink in the future?

"How about this? You don't have to pay for it, but you don't want to engrave your name, okay?" Even Liu Xu couldn't bear it anymore, and she spoke with a bit of pleading.

"I'm afraid this won't work. Our 'Lexiang Pavilion' follows the rules, and before the challenge, I have informed Mr. Zhou of the rules..."

The Chinese-American woman smiled beautifully and refused happily.

"Haha. I think you two have misunderstood. Did I say I wanted to admit defeat?"

Zhou Yi smiled faintly and said: "Yes, Mr. He's Satay Fried Noodles are the best, but this is just the best of Satay Fried Noodles. It is not the best of food. You have to win over me with such a serving of Satay Fried Noodles." , I’m afraid it’s not enough.”

"Haha, third child, I knew you had a back-up plan. I'm going to scare you to death!"

"Brother Zhou..."

"Uncle Zhou..."

The situation took a turn for the worse. After hearing Zhou Yi's words, Zhu Xiaohua and Liu Xu almost jumped up with excitement. Little Ye Zi jumped up immediately and reached out to grab the rice noodles in excitement.

"Mr. Zhou, what do you mean by that? The ultimate in esophagus? Do you think my satay fried rice noodles haven't been achieved yet?"

He Wenxiu stared at Zhou Yi with sharp eyes, as if he was analyzing whether he was really righteous or just a big talker. Over the years, he had seen many people who came to the "Rexiang Pavilion" to boast, but didn't they all leave in disgrace?

"There are people who can achieve perfection in every kind of food, but this perfection is only for ordinary chefs or diners. But few people know that the real perfection is the perfection of the esophagus..."

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "This is the reason why the head of a hundred-foot pole is a step further. Your satay fried rice noodles are like a hundred-foot pole. Ordinary people will think that it has reached the extreme length. Is it possible to be one inch longer? If you can If you do it, you will have broken through to the extreme of the esophagus.”

"Mom. The third child is either stupid or crazy. He has the potential to be transformed into a magic stick?" Zhu Xiaohua's eyes widened when he heard this, and Liuxu Huahua looked around in confusion. Is Brother Zhou okay?

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha......"

He Wenxiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "What a strange statement! I originally thought Mr. Zhou was an honest man, but I didn't expect that he was just a boastful person! Everyone can go, my He family has passed down the cooking skills for three generations. Rely on True talent and learning are not fooled out of others!"

This quiet chef was extremely angry. In his eyes, Zhou Yi had become a complete liar, a big talker, and a charlatan...
To be continued...