After the divorce, the farming dad’s aggressive life

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"This is Master Liu, the second disciple of Master Chen Niuma, who has a million dishes of boiling water cabbage ears in Shanghechuan."

"Master Liu, Jiu Yang."

"This is Master Jiang Fengjiang, his Huai'an dish stewed crab powder lion's head, which is rapping for three days."

"So you can rap when you eat it?"

Bubble pig sold a cute.

"Haha

..." "This is..."

The twenty-five masters present were all introduced to the ancient scenery.

Including their teacher, the cuisine they are good at, and the familiar red case or white case are all told to Chen Feng in detail.

Every master is very bluffing.

With the ancient head spoke.

Chen Feng and the two knew why a small Donghai City had a branch of the Chinese Food Association, but the capital of Eastern Province did not.

Because Donghai City has gathered too many famous teachers.

After all, along the coast of Donghai City, ancient waterways extend in all directions and pass through the country's water lands.

This kind of place gathers hardworking people from all over the country.

Therefore, the small Donghai City gathers the talents of eight major cuisines, as well as Ji cuisine, Yu cuisine, Hubei cuisine and other cuisines.

In the quipping mouths of these masters, it is clear that the waterway of Donghai City is so developed, but the economic GDP is not as good as that of the capital of Eastern Province.

It turns out that the GDP is to let the people of Donghai City eat poverty alive!

It's been around since then.

Eat a large erect stem deep.

There is a saying in the "National Customs Record": "The habits of food vary from place to place, the south likes fat and fresh, and the north loves raw and chewy." "

The food tastes of people in each place are different, and it is related to local customs, climate, cooking.

The ancient head said a few words, which taught Chen Feng and the bubble pig a vivid lesson.

"When people are old, they talk a lot."

The ancient head smiled, "I still like to preach, this stinky problem needs to be changed." "

Haha, ancient head, my body in the three provinces of Japan and Japan, you have woken up quickly, and we can all hear these words."

A master finished aloud. The crowd laughed again.

And then.

Dozens of eyes looked at Chen Feng.

"Master Chen, please!"

A series of masters beside him smiled and made an invitation gesture, and pointed their palms to the edge of the kitchen counter.

“？？？？"

Chen Feng and the two looked at the ancient head in confusion.

What does that mean?

"Hehe..."

the old man Gujing said with a smile: "Our Donghai City Branch has an unwritten rule in the past hundred years, when a new association member joins, you must go on stage to show your hands, invite the big guys to eat a dish, try the jin two, taste the craft, and exchange cooking skills with peers."

"Chen Feng, come and go, you don't mind, right?"

"Yes, Master Chen, just wait for you to show your hand."

"Yesterday, the ancient head informed us that there are new members joining today, and I knew it was you."

"Haha, in addition to the annual festival, today our members are really together, and we will send Master Cao of Hongting Lou."

"Everyone came for Master Chen's face."

"If our country's old craftsmanship is to be carried forward and let more young people fall in love with our cook, Master Chen must be."

"The craftsmanship handed down by our ancestors for thousands of years cannot be cut off in our generation."

"Master Chen, come on!"

The masters held Chen Feng's face high enough.

Chen Feng could also see that every master was showing his true feelings and speaking from his heart.

"Okay!"

Plus the atmosphere arrived.

Chen Feng's 'no' word couldn't be said anyway.

There is a way that people respect me a foot, and I respect people.

Among the ages of the masters present.

It belongs to him, Master Chen, the youngest.

And the pit dug by the ancient head is hidden here.

No wonder the masters of these chefs of various shops did not go to work one by one today, and all came to the association, and they were all waiting to eat his snacks.

These diners in front of you are all gluttonous.

Today's side.

Chen Feng can't lose it.

"Don't call me Master Chen, this position can't afford to climb high."

Chen Feng said modestly.

"Haha, Master Chen, what are you polite."

"Your snacks are famous all over the country, and in our chef world, in the words of young people, the index is the highest."

"The guests greeted in a day are counted in tens of thousands, bringing the purest happiness of food to the diners, you are not a master, who else?"

"Master Jiang is absolutely right."

Come on!

Chen Feng said modestly.

The crowd is to reclaim ten sentences.

Where could Chen Feng withstand such a battle, and he waved his hand and retreated one after another.

Old man Gujing smiled and asked, "Master Chen, what delicious food will you make for you today?"

"Rely on the sea to eat the sea, today I will make you a Fujian cuisine Buddha jumping over the wall!"

Chen Feng said: "The snacks in the snack bar of life are all civilian cuisine, and today I also have the luxury of making everyone the world's first soup."

The Buddha jumped over the wall and there were clouds: "The incense of the cloud altar floated around, and the Buddha jumped off the wall when he heard of Zen." "

How tempting even the thick soup that Buddha had to taste in order to break his vows was.

Today you have to see and see.

"Master Chen really knows a lot, those snacks in the snack bar of life seem to cover the eight major cuisines, right?"

"When you say that, it seems to be true!"

"Today, I have to learn from Master Chen about Buddha jumping off the wall."

Two Fujian cuisine masters, Teacher Peng and Master Cheng, walked over.

They wanted to see what was different about Chen Feng's Buddha jumping off the wall.

If this dish really makes Chen Feng a snack.

In the future, I am afraid that I will really be able to eat up those diners who come to the store.

"Master Chen, please!"

With a master invited.

Chen Feng was no longer polite.

He chose three kitchen stoves to look at, and chose the east position, the east rising red sun, which means good luck.

At this time, Old Man Gujing asked again, "Which master is willing to wrestle with Master Chen?" The

ancient head looked at Master Peng and Master Cheng at the first glance.

Both shook their heads.

In Chen Feng's doubtful gaze.

Gu Jing explained: "Pure competition between members, without any bets, this is also the old custom of our association. "

And yet.

None of the twenty-five masters watching responded.

These masters all watched the fight between Master Wang Li and Chen Feng a while ago.

The level and skill presented in that video, as well as the crushing expressions of diners after tasting snacks, and the nosebleeds of diners one by one, even the ancient head was not spared.

Chen Feng won the thief evil.

Didn't they rush up looking for abuse!

Since it is a competition, it is a comparison!

For these teachers, there is no need to win, whoever plays will be beaten.

"Huh..."

the old man of Gujing said excitedly: "All afraid?

"I'll come!"

"There are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys are overlords, and a bunch of bunks."

Suddenly.

A discordant sound sounded in the courtyard.

This is Master Cao coming?

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