Chapter 82 Unparalleled (9)

Style: Fantasy Author: Pikachu wants to eat French friesWords: 3355Update Time: 24/01/13 04:05:02
On the top of the mountain, a hot pot restaurant.

"Ah sneeze!"

Perfect!

After Lao Sun sneezed, he suddenly realized what he had done, and immediately his eyes went blank and he was about to cry without tears.

"Look! Everyone! This guy sneezed. Is he ready for a kitchen fight? He is still acting in such a provocative manner! Arrogant, simply too arrogant!"

On the side, Qian Shaoshao, who had been waiting for the live broadcast with his mobile phone, was talking excitedly at this time, and in a few words, he decided that the kitchen fight would officially begin.

grass!

Lao Sun's eyes were full of evil, and he glared angrily at the guy next to him who had been recording on his cell phone.

Fall short!

Why can't I stop sneezing all of a sudden?

Who is scolding labor and management behind their backs? It is still a critical moment like this! !

"Since Mr. Walker has agreed, please start showing it as soon as possible. Logically, I am the one who chooses the material and topic, so Mr. Walker naturally has one hour more cooking time than me."

Qian Du looked calm and pointed at the tray he had fastened in front of him, indicating that he had finished the dishes.

"Home-cooked dish, Mapo Qiansi Tofu, takes one hour, twenty-three minutes and forty seconds."

Qian Du said calmly, pushing the timer to the table, straightening his back slightly, filled with pride.

Lao Sun: "..."

"Hahahahaha, please see, everyone, this is one of my master's trump cards, Mapo Qiansi Tofu. Although it is not one of the most famous and awesome five gods of my master, it is the shortest way to kill. Cooking. This time, I will definitely win!"

Qian Shaoshao shouted with excitement on his face, and he did not forget to control the camera of his mobile phone to take a close-up of the tray in front of Qiandu.

"Let me tell you, you are very lucky this time. Usually, we juniors, you don't even have the chance to see this kind of food. Today, it's all thanks to me, so that you can see and understand it. Hurry up and put the gifts away , let’s just talk about you, Yangzi Qi!”

Lao Sun had no expression on his face and turned to look at Qian Shaoshao coldly.

"Look at you being stingy, but that's my master. Without me, you could see this... Well, Senior Walker, I'll just start a live broadcast. Please forgive me."

Qian Shaoshao, who was complaining about the barrage, felt a chill all over his body and shivered. He turned around and met two cannibalistic looks. He shrunk his neck, his smile immediately froze, and he said weakly.

"snort!"

Lao Sun snorted coldly, but didn't care about it anymore. He looked down at the tofu on his table. It was... very square!

What a pity!

In addition to knowing how to eat, his old grandson can't even scramble eggs with tomatoes!

Even scrambled eggs can be turned into bioweapons.

Lao Sun burst into tears in his heart. He looked up at Qian Du, who still looked calm on the other side, and his heart was filled with sadness.

If you lose, you must lose. There is nothing Lao Chuan can do, and he doesn’t have the recipe. After thinking about it, there is only one consequence if he loses.

It’s just that domestic hot pot restaurants will be hard to find in the future…

Damn it!

Why should I be blacklisted from hot pot restaurants in the future? Lao Chuan got the recipe and you paid for the kitchen. What's the point of bullying me, a foodie?

I'm such a scapegoat! !

Lao Sun Bei was shocked, wishing he could hit his head on the tofu.

My hot pot! ! !

"Ahem, Senior Monk, this timer started from the moment you squirted... uh, you were supposed to fight in the kitchen. Please pay attention to seize the time."

When Lao Sun heard this, he turned around angrily and looked away. The crowd of people watching behind him hurriedly averted their eyes. Most of them were young people. They were the ones who hurried over to watch after receiving Qian Shaoshao's call.

And it is still increasing...

"Hey, hey, just watch quietly. Don't you know that a true gentleman watches chess without saying a word? Why are you interfering blindly? What are the rules of kitchen fighting? Do you want me to teach you?"

Qian Shaoshao hurriedly yelled loudly, feeling very nervous and not giving Lao Sun a chance to speak.

Mudd!

A bunch of spoilers!

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have called these guys here. They failed more than succeeded, and failed more than they did. It didn't matter what the occasion was. This was not a direct excuse for Senior Monk. This kitchen fight was almost ruined!

Thinking of this, Mr. Qian continued to speak righteously, "If senior Xingzhe hadn't been a master of cooking and wouldn't be affected by your words, something big would have happened today! Who would dare to make any noise before the kitchen fight is over? , they are enemies of my Qian family! Enemies of life and death!"

call!

Fortunately, I'm smart!

Qian Shaoshao wiped his cold sweat, then turned to look at Lao Sun with a sneer on his face.

"Senior Walker, you have a lot of money, so you won't care about us juniors."

Then, without waiting for Lao Sun to answer, Qian Shaoshao looked upright again, patted his chest and said confidently,

"Don't worry, senior, I, Shao Shaoqian, will be the temporary arbitrator this time, and I will definitely guarantee your cooking time. I will make up for the time delay just now, and add an extra half hour!"

Lao Sun: "..."

Your uncle's!

The old grandson's molars were almost broken, and she stared at Qian Shaoshao in front of her expressionlessly.

Pretty cool!

You are so skilled and your tongue pronounces words so quickly, you have to practice a lot, right?

Mad, do I really need this extra time? Even if you give labor and management an extra day, I will win if you do it!

There is a sense that your Qian family was generous enough to make up time for Mr. Zhao. Why, you wanted to deprive Mr. Zhao of his lack of time, but now you are so generous in making up time for labor and management!

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, you are having a good time, Mr. Sun! !

boom!

Lao Sun had no expression on his face. He picked up the kitchen knife from the table and cut it straight on the tofu. The tofu was immediately split into two, and the kitchen knife was firmly embedded in the chopping board.

"Sorry, I used too much force. It's funny."

Lao Sun said expressionlessly, pulling out the kitchen knife easily, his eyes cold, never leaving Qian Shaoshao from the beginning to the end.

Qian Shaoshao shivered involuntarily and trembled, but he did not dare to say a word and silently stepped back a few meters.

Ah!

Ma Dan!

It’s okay to take the blame for Lao Chuan. I admit that I was tricked by him. I was unlucky to meet your Qian family. Even my labor and management accepted it. I couldn’t control my sneezing for no reason. I accepted this damn kitchen fight. !

Bang bang bang!

The chopping board rattled, knife light splashed, and bean foam flew everywhere.

Qian Shaoshao watched with fear, and the crowd of onlookers watched with fear.

boom!

The poor bean dregs on the chopping board once again received a knife.

Home-cooked Mapo Qiansi Tofu, right? Haha, the dish that caused Mr. Zhao trouble in the first place is now treated with me, and I really think highly of my grandson.

boom! Click!

The chopping board split into two halves, but the sword light still did not stop.

Old Sun remained expressionless as he struck the dregs of beans in front of him with his knife.

The best outcome now is that the labor and management are blacklisted from hot pot restaurants, and the worst outcome is that labor and management are blacklisted from hot pot restaurants!

Just bully me, right? !

Ma De, yes, I can’t take advantage of Lao Chuan, and I can’t cheat Lao Chuan, but you guys are bullies and afraid of the strong. Even if labor and management can’t eat hot pot in the future, I can’t make it easy for you!

Wow! boom! Kaka!

Lao Sun had no expression on his face. He turned the heat to the maximum and grabbed it casually on the table. No matter what ingredients, seasonings, soy sauce or vinegar, he put them all into the pot.

And by flipping his wrist, he didn't know what kind of magic Lao Sun seemed to have used to help him cook. Anyway, the iron pot turned into a pot of purple-black, bubbling soup visibly to the naked eye.

"Haha, I remember that the kitchen competition is judged, right? The judges this time should be you guys from the Qian family who are the fastest."

Lao Sun casually scooped up a piece of bean dregs on the chopping board with a kitchen knife, put it in the pot, glanced at the elderly people watching the crowd, and said with a smile.

"At least three of them, they come quickly."

Lao Sun laughed and picked up the kitchen knife, only to see that only a small half of the kitchen knife was left. The other half was dissolved by the soup in the pot like strong sulfuric acid as soon as he put it into the pot.

Bubbles kept coming out.

Among the crowd of onlookers, several old men looked at this scene and their faces immediately turned green.

grass!

I was so happy with my visit that I almost forgot that this person specializes in "poison"! !

"Your name is Qian Shao Shao, right? Well, you have worked hard for this temporary arbitration. You can try a portion later. Don't worry, I have made a lot. This is a great nourishing tofu and round soup. I can’t let you call me senior for nothing, right?”

Lao Sun stared at Qian Shaoshao with a smile, but his words were unquestionable.

You bullied me, right?

Okay, the struggle between labor and management in the kitchen cannot be compared, but you guys don’t even think about it!

You want to win, right?

Okay, if you can withstand my nourishing tofu and round soup, I will admit defeat! !

"By the way, Qian Du, I remember that tasting each other's dishes is also part of the cooking competition. You are so anxious to see my cooking skills as the heir of Mr. Zhao, so you should drink more later."

Lao Sun stared at Qian Du, stirring the thick soup in the pot with a big iron spoon, and showed a weird smile without concealing it.

Qian Du's eyelids twitched, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he stared at the iron spoon that instantly dissolved in the pot. His calm face, which had remained unchanged, inevitably trembled at this time.

hey-hey!

You really think that my old grandson is easy to bully, don’t you?

Lao Sun looked at the crowd one by one with a smile, but his movements with his hands were not slow. He put whatever he thought of into the pot, as much as he wanted, completely and casually.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that my old grandson has made a dish with all his heart!

Da Zi Da Bu Tofu and Round Soup, look at the name, how resounding it is!

Lao Sun now thought with some satisfaction in his heart.

"That...that..."

Qian Shaoshao broke out in a cold sweat, his back was already wet, his legs were even softer, and his mouth was dry. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and managed to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"...Senior, Monk, did you make a mistake in this dish because of your carelessness? You see, some of these are not... ingredients. In fact, you can...re-re-make..."

"no, I'm fine."

Lao Sun regained his composure, smiled at Mr. Qian, and looked down at his dishes with great satisfaction.

"This is my way of cooking. Don't be limited to the ingredients. Love nature and the origin. This is the ultimate dish that I have honed over decades. I am confident that it will definitely not be inferior to Qiandu in some aspects." The Mapo Qiansi Tofu, to put it bluntly, is far superior."

Lao Sun casually broke off a corner of the table and threw it into the pot. He watched it disappear in the blink of an eye, leaving only tiny dangerous purple-black bubbles. He nodded with satisfaction.

"Home-cooked, nourishing and round tofu soup, it takes 28 minutes and 9 seconds!"