Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1211 Chrysanthemum Tofu
"How about it, don't you dare?"

Li Yi deliberately provoked him, because he wanted him to lose the spirit weapon to him.However, he didn't expect that Zhang Xiaofeng would actually dare to respond.

"Then what if I win?" Zhang Xiaofeng lowered his head, his eyes were buried in the shadows, and his tone was unusually calm, "If I win, you will give up your contestant seat. I will replace you match."

Li Yi was naturally annoyed when he heard this.He, Zhang Xiaofeng, didn't even piss to take care of himself, and dared to make such a bet.

"Gamble, just bet, manly man, once a word is made, it's hard to follow, so don't play tricks when the time comes."

Li Yi stared at Zhang Xiaofeng, rolled his eyes, and thought of something.

"Don't say I'm bullying you, and I don't compare cooking with you. We just compare the most basic knife skills, which you have practiced since you were a child. We will compare who can cut the thinnest wire and the best shape. .”

"it is good!"

Upon hearing the content of the competition, Zhang Xiaofeng immediately felt full of confidence.He has also practiced for a long time, and he also has the blessing of concentrating light.And Li Yi is best at controlling the heat, and his knife skills can only be regarded as mediocre.When the two faced each other, he had a greater chance of winning.

Feng Qian and his group were resting not far away, and when they heard the movement here, their attention was attracted.

The little prince recognized Zhang Xiaofeng all of a sudden: "The queen mother is the little brother from that day!"

Feng Qian also recognized Zhang Xiaofeng, and frowned slightly: "Go, go and have a look!"

A group of people leaned over to watch the excitement.

At this time, Zhang Zhifan already knew about the competition, so he pulled Zhang Xiaofeng aside and reprimanded him.

"Who told you to bet Ningguang? You know Ningguang..."

Before his father could finish speaking, Zhang Xiaofeng interrupted him with firm eyes: "Father, don't worry about it, I will definitely win this competition."

Seeing that he refused to listen to persuasion, Zhang Zhifan was angry and annoyed, and said harshly: "If you lose Ning Guang, don't recognize me as a father again!"

After saying that, he walked away.

Looking at his father's back, Zhang Xiaofeng was slightly sad, but he still didn't dare to make a decision, and accepted the challenge resolutely.

The competition started soon, and the two sides simply set up two simple stoves with two chopping boards placed on each side of the table.

Zhang Xiaofeng put Ningguang on the chopping board, and opened the lid of the food basket in front of him, inside were the ingredients used for the competition.

Feng Qian thought it was just an ordinary game, but later she found out that Zhang Xiaofeng actually took out Ning Guang as a bet.

But if Zhang Xiaofeng has no chance of winning, how dare he bet on it!What's more, after his guidance that day, Zhang Xiaofeng's knife skills should have improved by leaps and bounds.

However, what she didn't expect was that the ingredients for the competition between the two were not traditional radishes or the like, but tofu that was so soft that it would lose a corner even if it was slightly touched.

Seeing the opponent's arrogant smile, Feng Qian couldn't help but sweat for Zhang Xiaofeng in her heart.

He obviously fell into someone else's trap.

After Li Yi took out the ingredients, he started to cut with his hands. He was skillful and had obviously trained many times.But Zhang Xiaofeng at the side remained silent for a long time.

Cutting the tofu that shatters into thin strips is something Zhang Xiaofeng has never practiced before.

Now how to do?
Do you just admit defeat like this?

Zhang Xiaofeng stood straight as if someone had tapped his acupoints, without any movement.

Feng Qian looked anxiously.

How much Zhang Xiaofeng cherishes his gaze, he sees it, what should be done in the current situation?
After thinking about it, she suddenly thought of a way.

Feng Qian took out the sound transmission talisman from the system, which was drawn by the system after she was cooking on the road two days ago, and it has been put on hold, but she did not expect to use it this time.

"Zhang Xiaofeng, Zhang Xiaofeng..."

Feng Qian used the sound transmission talisman to talk to Zhang Xiaofeng through the air.

Zhang Xiaofeng first heard Feng Qian's voice, and looked at Feng Qian's figure in the crowd in surprise.

"Zhang Xiaofeng, do you want to win? If you want to win, nod and tell me."

Zhang Xiaofeng looked at her and nodded vigorously.

"Now, do as I say. Remember, don't be nervous. The tofu in front of you is the same as the radish and cabbage you cut before."

Encouraged by Feng Qian, Zhang Xiaofeng made the first cut, but it was crooked.

Seeing such a scene, the onlookers booed for a while.Zhang Zhifan, who was watching the game from the sidelines, was so angry that he punched and left.

Now, Zhang Xiaofeng was even more afraid, no matter what Feng Qian said, he would not make another stab.

Feng Qian frowned slightly, and said again: "Zhang Xiaofeng, cheer me up. Do you really want to lose the game like this?"

"The only way now is to close your eyes and rely on your sense of touch and muscle memory to play."

This is the only way Feng Qian can think of now.Now he can only rely on his own efforts, but is Zhang Xiaofeng willing to do this?
She stared closely at Zhang Xiaofeng who was not far away, and subconsciously exerted force on her hands, causing the little prince's hands to turn red.

"Queen, it hurts!"

The little prince cried childishly in pain, which caught Feng Qian's attention.

She immediately knelt down and looked at the little prince's tender hands.

"sorry Sorry."

"Mother, look!"

Feng Qian looked in the direction the little prince pointed, and saw Zhang Xiaofeng tore off a piece of cloth from his body and covered his eyes.

She smiled slightly, a child can be taught, she stood up again, and continued to guide him with the sound transmission talisman.

"Don't forget what I taught you that night. Learn to take control of it and think of it as part of your body."

Zhang Xiaofeng adjusted his breathing, poured a little water on the knife, and began to cut the tofu. He cut the knife decisively, and there was no more fear on his face.

Feng Qian watched him enter the state, and didn't bother him anymore.

The time for one stick of incense has passed and the game is over.

The final decision was presided over by Zhang Zhifan who had gone and returned.

Although Zhang Zhifan is Zhang Xiaofeng's father, he is also the leader of the East Qin Kingdom Spiritual Kitchen Association, so everyone naturally believes in him.

Li Yi put the tofu on his chopping board into a bowl, and the tofu shreds that were sticking together separated as soon as they entered the water, dancing like fish.

Zhang Zhifan nodded after reading it.

He cut it really well, although there is a small amount of fines, but basically the shape is complete, and it is relatively slender.It can be seen that a lot of hard work has been done behind the scenes to be able to cut the soft tofu like this.

It's just his son's horrible knife skills, Zhang Zhifan sighed secretly in his heart, and then walked over to Zhang Xiaofeng's side.

Zhang Xiaofeng is filling the bowl with water.

Zhang Zhifan poked his head around and saw that the tofu was lumped together, looking like a mass of paste, and he couldn't tell who was who.

"Alas..." Zhang Zhifan sighed heavily, it seemed that the family heritage was about to go to waste.

Zhang Xiaofan said calmly, "Father, don't sigh in a hurry, just watch."

I saw Zhang Xiaofan waved his hand in the water, the shapeless tofu scattered with the water flow, every root was as thin as a hair.When the water flow was still, shredded tofu actually floated on the water, forming a blooming chrysanthemum.

(End of this chapter)