Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 676
The restaurants in every town in the county have received the news that the No. 1 selected in the food competition will be recorded in the county annals.

Being recorded in the county annals is the most honorable thing.

So all the restaurants, no matter how big or small, as long as they are open for business, are gearing up for preparations, hoping to break through the siege in this food competition.

Different from others who are gearing up and sharpening their swords, An Zhenqi has been frowning these days, looking preoccupied.

Like today's dinner, he only drank two glasses of wine before putting down his chopsticks and preparing to leave the table.

"Father, the rice in your bowl hasn't been touched yet!"

Meng Kejun quickly stretched out his hand to hold him back.

"Yes, old man, I haven't seen you eat enough these days, so let's eat."

An Shi also quickly stood up and pulled him back. She has seen the way he frowned these days, but it's a pity that she has no idea. Not only can she not give him advice, but she will let him ask too many questions. more annoying.

She didn't dare to let Meng Kejun ask. Seeing that Meng Kejun's stomach was getting bigger day by day, no matter what she did, she was struggling. If she asked Meng Kejun to bother the old man at this time, she would be even more tired.

"I'm not hungry! Ke Jun, you eat more, you are eating for two now, you have to ensure enough nutrition."

An Zhenqi reached out and patted Meng Kejun on the shoulder, and was about to leave.

In this competition, he wrapped himself up all by himself. He didn't want to bother Kejun, let alone Fengyuyuan just lose, so he kept everything in his stomach.

Meng Kejun, who was originally sitting, quickly stood up, "Father, I know what bothers you. You sit down first and listen to me."

Even if An Zhenqi didn't speak, Meng Kejun already knew what his troubles were.

She hasn't said anything these days. One is that she is busy, and the other is that she hasn't come up with any good ideas.

"No worries! I don't care about anything."

Hearing Meng Kejun said that he knew what was bothering him, An Zhenqi quickly waved his hand to show that he had no worries.

"Oh! Just sit down and listen carefully to what I have to say!"

Seeing that An Zhenqi still wanted to leave, Meng Kejun grabbed him and sat down beside him.

"I know you've already heard about it. You gave Gu Weisheng the dishes for the competition. You also know how many of the dishes he improved are even better than your original ones."

It was because of this that An Zhenqi didn't think about eating and drinking, couldn't sleep at night, and never relaxed his brows.

"Dirty people can only cook dirty dishes. How good can Gu Weisheng's dishes be?"

Hearing that Meng Kejun said that Gu Weisheng's improved dishes were better than An Zhenqi's, Qiaohui was not convinced.

"Uncle An, you can also cook these few dishes and see how Gu Weisheng loses face."

"Qiaohui!"

As soon as Qiaohui finished speaking, Meng Kejun glared at her. If An Zhenqi really did what she said, it would be their Fengyuyuan who would lose face if she spoke so angrily.

"I... I'm just not worth it for Uncle An."

Seeing Meng Kejun staring at her, Qiaohui immediately lowered her head and dared not speak.

"This is not the time to be impulsive. Gu Weisheng has improved well, and that is his ability. This competition is about the taste of the real material, not the character. If we are impulsive, we can only lose .”

It wasn't that Meng Kejun deliberately scolded Qiaohui, but this competition was no small matter, and she also knew that An Zhenqi couldn't afford to lose this battle.

"Then Kejun, do you have a good way to win? You have seen it too, your father is too lazy to think about it."

An quickly pulled Meng Kejun, hoping that she could come up with a good idea at this time.

"I can't guarantee that I will win. After all, there are many restaurants participating this time. I don't know how many masters of hidden dragons and crouching tigers there will be."

"Then what should we do? Is it possible that a restaurant as big as ours can only lose in this competition?"

Seeing that Meng Kejun couldn't guarantee it, Chen Huanzhang was about to start worrying.

At first, he was full of confidence, thinking that he would be able to show off his skills in this competition, but now that Meng Kejun said that, half of his confidence was immediately vented.

"Don't worry! I can't guarantee that I will win, but I still have a way to impress the judges of this competition."

Meng Kejun smiled and said that their restaurant is not without strength, but if coupled with her method, it is not impossible for Fengyuyuan to break out of the competition.

"Then Miss Jun, hurry up and tell us what a good idea is."

Hearing that Meng Kejun has a solution, Qiaohui, who was originally low-key and eager to cook rice, immediately put down her chopsticks, stood up and pulled Meng Kejun, telling her to tell the solution quickly.

"Yes! Kejun, since you have an idea, tell it quickly, so that your father can have a full meal and sleep well."

An's also urged Meng Kejun to tell the solution quickly.

Seeing that they were all so impatient, Meng Kejun smiled and stood up, and she walked to the side where she put her things and locked the small cabinet.

He opened the cabinet and carefully pulled out a cookbook from inside.

Then he walked up to An Zhenqi with the recipe, "Father! This is for you!"

This recipe was given to her by Mrs. Meng last time, saying that it was left by her grandfather's grandfather.

"Keun, what are you?"

An Zhenqi looked at the recipes in his hand in puzzlement. He had flipped through these recipes a while ago, but he didn't see any particularly amazing dishes in them.

"Open it and see which dish is written on it."

Meng Kejun didn't directly say what it was, but asked An Zhenqi to open the menu.

An Zhenqi immediately followed suit and carefully opened the menu.

After he flipped over, the people eating at the table immediately stood up and surrounded him.

Chen Huanzhang saw it first, and shouted loudly, "It's puffer fish, and the recipe is puffer fish."

"Blowfish? Isn't it just blowfish? My Huanzhang can also make it, and Master Chen can also do it. It's nothing unusual!"

When Chen Huanzhang said it was puffer fish, Qiaohui, who was full of expectations, immediately became disappointed.

"That's right! But Miss Jun, Master Chen, I, and you can all cook these dishes, so there's nothing unusual about it!"

Chen Huanzhang didn't understand anymore.

"Yes, you can do it, and Master Chen and I can do it too, but you have to know that in the entire county, only our Fengyu Garden dares to cook puffer fish."

She had already thought about it yesterday. If she wants to break out of the competition and impress the judges, not only must the taste of the dishes be good, but the dishes must also amaze the judges.

"When the dish is served, the judges will be the first to remember that it will not be the taste of the dish, but the name Fengyuyuan. In this way, Fengyuyuan will

(End of this chapter)