Infinite Plane Devour

Chapter 39 Mapo Tofu
Beside the table, Xiaodangjia and Shao An are waiting for Admiral Li to taste.

"Hmph, the cooking made by this brat is just a joke." Shao An didn't care.

The little master didn't look depressed at all, he was full of confidence: "My lord, please try it now."

When the lid covering the fried rice was opened, a golden light appeared and shot straight into the sky, shining in the eyes of the people around.

Covering his eyes slightly with his hands, Wu Xian was a little surprised when he saw this strange moment: "Is this the legendary golden fried rice? It's no wonder that the rice made by the protagonist has its own light."

After all, he is a person who has seen the world, Admiral Li was only stunned for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal.

Pick up the spoon, put a spoonful of rice in your mouth, and chew slowly.

There was no movement for most of the day, and the masters who came downstairs from Ju were all anxious.

"I just said that this kid is just a gimmick, and has no real material." Shao An's expression of being shocked by the golden light just now was full of disdain again.

this taste.

It’s this taste that reminds me of when I was young, I was studying abroad and rarely went home, but every time I went home, my mother would always make fried rice, which was full of nostalgia. For once, I felt the affection that I hadn't seen for a long time.

Admiral Li's eyes were filled with tears, and he murmured: "This is indeed Master Mei's fried rice. It's a taste I haven't seen for a long time."

"How is it possible, how is this possible." Shao An panicked and questioned.

"Golden fried rice is just simply mixing rice and eggs together, but each grain of rice must be fully mixed with the egg in order to emit a golden light like this."

"The golden fried rice that only Chef Mei can make in the whole of Sichuan, I didn't expect it to be reproduced so perfectly and authentically by a 13-year-old boy. Compared with the luxurious and rich fried rice made by Shao'an, it is not inferior at all."

Admiral Li's affirmation of the previous dull atmosphere suddenly became lively, and the master and A Ling who came downstairs did not want to be so worried at the beginning.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Thinking of the laughter, Shao An stood up and looked at Admiral Li: "My lord, I would venture to say that my cooking skills, Shao An, have been affirmed by countless gourmets, but today I received the same evaluation as a young man."

After a slight pause: "I remember that you also served as the imperial chef in the palace. I don't believe what you said, but since you have said so, as a top chef, I must protect my dignity, so I have to compete with this young man."

"It is Sichuan Province, a state-owned restaurant cooking competition recognized by the Federation of Chefs and Restaurants. I hope to get your personal permission."

"What, this is a competition that can only be held once every ten years in the past."

"It is said that if he fails in this competition, his career as a chef will be ruined. This is the most serious competition in the Chinese cuisine industry."

I didn't expect Shao An to make such a request. For a while, Admiral Li couldn't answer, so he could only ask again.

"You have thought it over. You should know the rules of the state-owned restaurant cooking competition. If you lose, not only will you not be able to serve as the chef of Ju Xialou, but you will also lose your status as a top-notch chef. Do you seriously care about the consequences? Have you considered it?"

Shaoan laughed loudly: "My lord, I've already made up my mind, besides, the opponent is just a brat, so how could he defeat me, a top chef."

Little Master cupped his fists: "I will also participate."

"Young master, you have to know that if you lose, not only you, but everyone in your store will not be able to bear the consequences."

"I know, I'm prepared."

"This child, he agreed rashly without discussing it with me." A Ling's current mood at this moment is to go up and beat the little master hard. Doesn't he know the consequences of losing?

"However, if the proposition is simple, there is hope, but if it is difficult, the hope is slim." Said the chef next to him.

"Don't worry, believe in Xiaodangjia, he is a child who can perform miracles."

Hugging his shoulders, Wu Xian was just here looking at the excitement, this is just a farce, and it will end with the victory of the little head.

But other people naturally don't know, they just think that Xiaodangjia is still a child, and he would agree to this game that there is no suspense that he will lose. Some people say he is ignorant, and some say he is brave, but no one thinks he will win.

Seeing that the two were so determined, Admiral Li couldn't persuade them, so he agreed to them and confirmed the theme of this time.

"The theme of this competition is mapo tofu, and it's not the ordinary kind, but the magic mapo tofu."

"Magic Mapo Tofu, what is that?" The onlookers were puzzled.

"Authentic Sichuan cuisine emphasizes the combination of five flavors of spicy, fragrant, color, hot, and hemp, while the dreamy Mapo Tofu is a combination of six flavors. As for the other flavor, you need to make it yourself. "

"Actually, I've only eaten that kind of mapo tofu once."

Ten years ago, at that time, I went to Sichuan with the imperial order. After completing the arduous mission, I forced myself into a restaurant. At that time, I was very weak, but I brought a plate of mapo tofu. How can you eat such a strong dish?

Just one bite, but let me sink in, that dish is incredible, it not only enters my stomach gently, but at the same time, the wonderful taste makes my hands feel happy, in a blink of an eye, I ate up three plate.

It has been ten years now, but I still can't understand the mystery of that dish. I only know that it is the ultimate mutual reflection of tofu and meat.

Alright, the culinary showdown will be at noon tomorrow, so go back and think about how to make this dish.

"Yes"

"Yes"

After speaking, Admiral Li left, Shao An also left, and the surrounding onlookers also left, waiting for tomorrow's competition.

At the moment, there are only Xiaodangjia, A Ling, Wu Xian and the chefs in Juxia downstairs.

"Don't worry, little boss, I believe you will solve this problem."

Hearing Wu Xian's words, the little boss ran over and clasped his fists: "Thank you for your help just now, otherwise, I might be seriously injured by Shao An."

"Thank you for helping my younger brother. I don't know who you are?" A Ling had never met Wu Xian, and when she heard that he had saved the young master, she also came to thank him.

Scratching his head, Wu Xian said with some embarrassment: "Actually, I heard about this place and came to learn art from a teacher. It happened to happen to me that this happened. It was a coincidence."

"Study art?" There were big question marks on everyone's foreheads.

(End of this chapter)