Brother Zhang was probably going to lose this game, especially when he saw the Thunder Dragon and Sister Dog below, he immediately knew that he was being cheated.
To be honest, Brother Zhang was a little nervous. It wasn't that he was nervous because he was being broadcast live, but because what he was doing here was so different from his previous style, and he didn't know how to explain it.
It was just the way Thunder Dragon and Dog Sister in the audience were shouting for him that made him lose face and admit defeat.
The soup-filled yellow croaker on Peter's side was almost ready, but the ingredients on Brother Zhang's side were still simmering. It was almost time, but he had no intention of serving it yet. He just thought of something suddenly. Suddenly I grabbed a handful of golden hay from somewhere and put it into the pot.
This movement was so subtle and quick that most people didn't notice it, and those who noticed it just thought he had added some strange ingredients.
But Xiao Ma recognized it at a glance. Wasn't this thing the snow lotus he brought from Kunlun Mountain?
This thing is not junk bought on the market, but a spiritual grass that absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
It melted away when it entered the water, and there was no visible change at all. But at this moment, a pot of ordinary vegetarian soup suddenly burst out with an unimaginable aroma. Even the fish who was concentrating on cooking the yellow croaker in the soup suddenly burst out with an unimaginable fragrance. Peter was attracted by this strange fragrance.
Many of the people present were master chefs who had been immersed in the art of cooking for decades, but they had never smelled such a fragrance in any dish.
How to describe it? It's like a very special floral fragrance, but this floral fragrance does not conflict with the taste of other ingredients. It also greatly stimulates all the advantages of those ordinary ingredients, instantly transforming a bowl of ordinary soup into something ordinary. Become the most striking focus present.
As the cooking time got longer, everyone in the audience could smell the strange aroma, which was getting stronger and stronger.
In Brother Zhang's big casserole, the stew-like ingredients seemed to have a soul at this moment. The tofu gradually became crystal clear, and all kinds of mushrooms also brought out the flavor of mushrooms to the extreme. Seafood mushrooms became The mushrooms look like matsutake mushrooms, king oyster mushrooms look like porcini mushrooms, and the fresh mushrooms also reveal the taste of black truffles.
The fresh and sweet smell gradually replaced the original floral fragrance and filled the entire street.
But at this moment, the host announced that the time was up, but Brother Zhang’s meal didn’t seem to be ready. He slowly added a cabbage core to it...
During the competition, no matter how amazing the process is, as long as it is not completed in the end, it means that the competition has failed. However, after Xiao Zhang was declared a failure, he still completed all the steps. Then he smiled at Peter and closed the door. He took off the lid of the casserole, jumped off the stage, and left the scene in the eyes of everyone.
Of course, the TV he won before still belongs to him, and Xiao Ma happily carries the TV and walks through the market.
Some people in the audience just said it was a pity and said nothing more after he left, but some people kept their eyes on the pot of casserole that was still simmering. After all, the smell just now could not deceive anyone.
Peter actually didn't care whether his fish was successful at this time. He came to sit down where Brother Zhang was and gently opened the lid of the casserole.
The moment the steam rose into the sky, the smell was so strong that people couldn't help but drool.
Peter took a deep breath. He instantly felt as if he had entered a dreamlike realm. He could see snow-capped peaks and misty woods. The compound fragrance seemed to be psychedelic. , making him unable to even control his own thoughts.
He picked up a spoon, gently scooped a spoonful of soup, put it to his mouth, blew it to cool, and then took a sip.
With this bite, he felt that his taste buds exploded. The taste that had been influenced by the delicacies of mountains and seas all year round to the point of being almost harsh awakened at this moment. A clear spring seemed to flow through his limbs, even when he breathed through his nose. You can feel the deliciousness of the bowl of soup in front of you.
It was an indescribable beauty that even made Peter stunned on the spot, because he still couldn't find an accurate adjective to describe the soup in front of him.
He had also seen the Chinese Little Master. After being a chef, he knew that the glowing dishes and the feeling that people could fly in the sky after one sip were definitely fake, but at this moment, the pot in front of him The vegetarian soup was glowing, and my senses had been carried away to the sky, as if I were floating on the clouds in the mountains on the southwest border, spinning and spinning.
Seeing that the disciple's expression was not quite right, Zhuang Wenqing also stepped forward, took the spoon from the almost dull disciple's hand, and took a bite without hesitation.
Then he and Peter met on the same cloud in the southwest border mountains, and the two even said to each other, "You are here too."
But in the end, Ginger was still old and spicy. He came back earlier than Peter. After regaining his consciousness, he immediately took two more sips.
Although what he saw were the most common ingredients in the market, the taste was the best in the world. He searched a lot in his memory but could not find anything like this taste.
After three mouthfuls, Zhuang Wenqing let out a sigh of relief. He put down his spoon in fear and no longer dared to touch the pot of soup. It was not that he found anything unusual, but that he was afraid that the pot of soup would ruin his sense of taste and drink it again. , he might not even be able to work as a chef anymore.
Peter's Taoism was relatively shallow. He came back leisurely at this time, raised his head and glanced at the master with a strange expression, and whispered: "Master... I lost."
Zhuang Wenqing sighed and shook his head: "This is not something for people to eat, this is what gods eat. Don't drink this soup, it will ruin your experience of the taste."
"Um."
After a pot of soup, their master and apprentice never drank it again, but when they distributed it to others, it attracted a sigh of relief. Many people had already met in the cloud. Dozens of people were dancing together on a cloud. The scene was gorgeous.
After finishing the soup, no one said anything about the yellow croaker in the soup. Everyone knew that this was the young man's mercy, because at this moment, the yellow croaker in the soup could no longer be eaten.
Fishy but not fresh, unqualified!
Peter sat there and stared at the casserole with a piece of tofu left in front of him. He looked around and did not follow his master's advice. He picked up the piece of crystal clear tofu and ate it.
A piece of tofu full of essence was ravaging his taste buds from the moment he entered it, but he didn't notice it and even chewed it carefully. After chewing it, he even tasted three flavors, starting from The sweetness in the mouth and the mellowness later turned into a fragrant fragrance. The layered texture of a piece of tofu amazed him.
At this time, the master was calling him not far away. Peter quickly got up and went over, and saw that it was the master who was reviewing his yellow croaker.
Peter picked up his chopsticks and took a bite as usual, but as his favorite dish, he could only taste bitter, salty and fishy in his mouth.
He immediately spit out the fish meat in his mouth, ran to the side and retched.
Seeing his state, Zhuang Wenqing sighed helplessly, and then said to Peter: "You should go back to rest and adjust during this period. Your current condition is not suitable for being a chef."
"Master..."
"Find a way to find that young man just now. His technique will cost you any money." Zhuang Wenqing said seriously: "It would be a pity if this technique was lost."
"knew."
What they didn't know was that in the restaurant behind them, the owner of the restaurant watched their entire game. Although the publicity effect at the scene was overwhelming, he was really disappointed with Peter's performance.
As a famous chef hired by himself with a high salary, he actually failed to win a single dish today. If the opponent hadn't found someone to do it for him, then it means that Peter's skills are not as good as the legend says.
And this restaurant will become one of the top ten famous restaurants in Hong Kong in the future. How can this kind of thing be allowed to happen?
So he said to his subordinates: "Go and tell Aji to find the man just now and bring him to me no matter what method you use. If he doesn't come, cut off his fingers for me."
Hong Kong, a shabby place, still has a strong atmosphere of gangs and lakes, especially places like Yanchi Tower, which are basically controlled by the young and Dangerous bosses of the past. Although they are more civilized now than before, after all, dogs cannot change their eating of shit. Because in their perception, if such talents cannot be used by them, they definitely cannot be used by others.
At this moment, Brother Zhang was already sitting in Wugenshui's car, and the Thunder Dragon next to him was vividly describing how funny Brother Zhang was on TV just now.
Brother Zhang was actually very happy. He was smiling as he sat there. Thinking back to everything just now, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Let's put the TV in the store. I've wanted a big TV for a long time." Thunder Dragon said happily: "Then what else is there?"
Wu Genshui, who was driving in the front, smiled and said, "The way the Holy Lord looked on TV just now was really majestic, with the demeanor of a master."
"Yes, yes, Zhang Yao was dumbfounded when we saw you in the store." Thunder Dragon laughed and said, "I guess she is chatting with the rat now, because Sister Dog and I I didn’t bring her.”
Sister Gou turned back and glanced at Brother Zhang coolly: "Sir, this is actually quite good. You can participate in such activities more often."
"Yeah!" Brother Zhang agreed happily, then opened his phone and took a look, and found that Zhang Yao had sent him more than a dozen messages, each one more resentful than the last.
Brother Zhang smiled and took a short video of him, including everyone around him.
When the Thunder Dragon next to him saw this, he shook his head and said, "Boss, you are so annoying."
At this time, Wu Genshui suddenly said: "Speaking of which, that restaurant seems to be owned by the leader of some society. He shouldn't cause trouble for us, right?"
"Looking for trouble?"
Thunder Dragon and Xiao Ma asked back at the same time, and then Thunder Dragon patted the cushion and shouted: "Who else in the world dares to come to trouble the boss? Ask Qing Lingzi if he dares?"
Wugen Shui just laughed. Of course Qing Lingzi didn't dare. Corpse Executioner and Twelve Spirits both share the same master. Let alone Qing Lingzi who is not stupid. Even if he is a fool, he knows that the Holy Master is not. What he can provoke is that rebelling against the sect will only lead to a crisis in the world, and rebelling against the Holy Lord will result in expulsion. Without the protection of the Holy Lord, Qing Lingzi would turn into a great plague god. Everyone would kill him if he could find him, and if he couldn't kill him, he would avoid him.
So Wugenshui didn't answer, but just said with a smile: "You two happened to be here too, don't rush back today, we will have a barbecue in the yard later."
Thunder Dragon readily agreed. Although Sister Dog was cold and cold, her gluttony prevented her from saying no.
But at this moment, Zhang Yao was really angry. She returned to her base from the milk tea shop angrily.
After going over, I found Zhu Zhenzhen sitting there watching TV and eating snacks. Zhang Yao didn't care about that much. When he went up, he started to complain to Zhu Zhenzhen about Brother Zhang's straight behavior.
Zhu Zhenzhen...it sounds quite uncomfortable. Although I don't know why I feel uncomfortable, it is mainly because from Zhang Yao's tone, it seems that she has already had a serious talk with Brother Zhang.
"Isn't he always like this?"
Zhu Zhenzhen's words made Zhang Yao even more angry. She sat there and started to fiddle with her flight system. After a long time, she said: "Why is he so stupid? Can't he really be special for someone?" ?”
"Why?" Zhu Zhenzhen asked curiously, and there was even a bit of resentment in her tone: "He is different from the stinky men you usually see. If he would treat you like those trash Licking a dog, is he still the same person?"
Zhang Yao was stunned for a moment by these emotional words. She turned around and looked at Zhu Zhenzhen carefully: "Zhenzhen, do you... like him?"
"No."
Zhang Yao suddenly smiled and bent over.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Some people set their own criteria for choosing a spouse back then. Let me repeat it: over 1.85 meters tall, young and handsome, with a graduate degree or above, family assets cannot be less than one billion, and personal assets cannot be less than 80 million. Is that right? But Brother Zhang doesn’t seem to meet your standards, right? He’s 1.85 meters tall, maybe a little short of that. He’s young and handsome, but he has no academic qualifications, and he doesn’t have a billion-dollar family fortune or 80 million-yuan personal assets.”
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you." Zhu Zhenzhen stood up: "I'm going back."
Zhang Yao laughed so hard, but after Zhu Zhenzhen left, she didn't feel happy at all while sitting there, and was even annoyed... This kind of trouble made her lose interest in work at all, and she sat there playing with a welding gun for a long time. There was no progress either.
Until Pi Ye, the second seed player in this place, yawned and got up from the rest cabin and found Zhang Yao who was in a daze: "Order takeout. Do you want to eat? How long have I been sleeping?"
"No appetite. You slept for twenty hours." Zhang Yao was depressed.
"It's too strenuous to go back from Qingqiu... I'm exhausted." Mr. Pi came to her and rubbed his eyes, looking around: "Why do you look so trapped by love?"
"Can a vixen tell you clearly?"
"Hey!" Mr. Pi rolled up his sleeves: "I am a vixen! Do you know what a vixen is?"
