My Sister Can't Be This Cute

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"I think you'd better worry about how to help us find a restaurant in a while."

Zhang Changshou sat down, calmed down, and said with a sneer.

To be honest, he has long disliked Lu Xiaotian. When he was in Dinghu Building, he was a respected super master. In his eyes, Lu Xiaotian was just the son of an apprentice many years ago. Commander Yuanyue, this contrast is too great. 0

"Really? I think you should think about it. If you don't have your three apprentices, what should you do with your restaurant and run it alone?"

Lu Xiaotian said calmly.

Zhang Changshou turned blue again with anger, pointing to Lu Xiaotian, speechless.

Liu Ming couldn't help but have a headache, and his bowels were blue with regret.

Erina Nakiri, who had been on Lu Xiaotian's side the whole time, couldn't help but snickered, but after a while, another strong sense of nausea surged up, and she hurriedly took a sip of tea.

Time passed quickly, two hours passed, and the time to eat the halberd officially ended.

Both sides presented their own dishes.

The first pair is Jiuwo Zhaoji and Zhao Hong.

"This is my dish, Peacock Kaiping Fish."

Zhao Hong smiled and brought his dishes to the three judges.

I saw on the plate, the white and tender fish spread out like a peacock with an open screen, and the fish head stood up in the middle, exuding a rich fish fragrance.

“Gorgeous food!”

"Yeah, the knife skills are exceptionally gorgeous, which is also the characteristic of Chinese cuisine."

On the side, Tian Suohui and others, who were watching the lively, were shocked when they saw this 1.2 dish.

Although the neon cuisine is also beautiful, it is exquisite, and the authentic Chinese cuisine, in addition to being gorgeous, also has an atmosphere.

Just like cherry blossoms and peonies, cherry blossoms are gorgeous and beautiful, peonies are graceful and luxurious, and there is a deep sense of history.

"Is this authentic Chinese cuisine? It's amazing! I don't know how my seniors will respond after a long time."

At this moment, Nakiri Erina and the others were full of worries.

"Yes, Xiaohong, your swordsmanship has improved again, and I didn't waste my painstaking efforts."

Zhang Changshou nodded and praised.

"This is the teacher's usual teaching."

Zhao Hong hurriedly smiled humbly, and then gave me Zhaoji a provocative look for a long time.

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"Sure enough, it is a famous teacher who produces a master apprentice."

Even Liu Ming felt very surprised. He felt that Zhao Hong's strength was indeed not weak, and he was much more powerful than his apprentices.

However, there is no way to do this. Dinghulou is a time-honored brand for hundreds of years after all. I don’t know how many super chefs have come out, and the precipitation is profound. It is normal for Zhao Hong to get the essence of Chinese cuisine at such a young age.

"Then, let the three of you taste it."

Zhao Hong said with a smile.

The three judges nodded, then grabbed the chopsticks and tasted it.

The fish meat is unusually tender and delicious, with a garlic aroma, it melts in the mouth.

"It's very authentic, it really deserves to be the signature dish of Dinghu Lou!"

A look of surprise appeared on Liu Ming's face. This dish was very authentic, and the fish was so delicious that the tongue would melt in one bite!

Even Lu Xiaotian nodded.

Although the characters of these 19 guys are not very good, they still have strength. Otherwise, why would they follow Zhang Changshou out of Neon to open a store?

"Not bad!"

Zhang Changshou even praised loudly, with indescribable pride in his voice!

"See? This is authentic Chinese cuisine! It's not comparable to your Chinese cuisine here."

Zhao Hong said with a sneer to Jiu I Zhaoji.

"Oh, is the peacock open-screen fish in Dinghu Tower? I ate it back then."

After a long time, I nodded and said.

"Ok?"

Zhao Hong frowned at this guy who was full of Cowherd, and became a little bit suspicious.

"Don't underestimate me for a long time, authentic Chinese cuisine is not only available in China!"

Lu Xiaotian said lightly.

"It's not up to you to decide whether it's authentic or not, we won't know until we eat it, right?"

Zhao Hong said disdainfully.

"In that case, come and taste my dish, Sichuan Spicy Fish!"

After a long time, I brought a bowl of steaming hot and spicy fish filled with chili red oil to the three judges.

As soon as they saw this bowl of spicy fish, Liu Ming and Zhang Changshou's expressions changed immediately!

"This fragrance... Yes, it's really authentic Sichuan spicy fish! You can't go wrong!"

Liu Ming said with a dignified expression, obviously some did not believe that a neon student could cook Chinese cuisine to such an extent!

"how come?"

Zhang Changshou's face was also a little ugly.

In this way, this guy who looks like a cowherd seems to be able to make authentic Chinese cuisine!

"Although the smell and appearance are very similar, but you have to eat it before you know it, right?"

Zhao Hong smiled reluctantly.

"Then, let's have a taste."

Liu Ming said, then he was the first to pick up his chopsticks and put a piece of white tender fish dipped in red pepper oil into his mouth.

The same goes for Lu Xiaotian and Zhang Changshou.

Like a volcanic eruption, a burst of heat mixed with a spicy taste suddenly erupted in the mouths of the three of them!

This made them feel like they were swallowing not a fish fillet at all, but a mass of flames!

"Such fresh and tender fish! The three flavors of Mala Tang are hitting each other in turn, making it hard to stop!"

Liu Ming felt that his body was a little hot. Although his tongue was a little uncomfortable because of the extreme numbness, his body involuntarily stretched out his chopsticks and stuffed slices of fish into his mouth.

"Although it's not good for being spicy, it seems like I'm addicted to it, and I still want to eat it. This is indeed the most authentic Sichuan spicy fish!"

Finally, he cried.

"How... how could this be?"

Zhao Hong and the others have cold hands and feet, completely unable to understand how that guy who looks like a cowherd can make such authentic Sichuan cuisine!

But Tiansuohui, Nakiri Erina and others were very happy.

"As expected of a senior Jiujiu who is good at Sichuan cuisine!"

"Yeah, it's amazing!"

Hojo Miyoko couldn't help laughing, "Although my senior likes to use hemp and spicy to dominate people's taste buds for a long time, it seems simple and rude, but I have to say that he is very accomplished in Sichuan cuisine!"

"When I was young, I have traveled all over China and tasted authentic dishes from all over the country, so I said that it is not only Chinese people who can make authentic Chinese dishes."

Lu Xiaotian put down his chopsticks, took a sip of water, relieved the hot feeling in his mouth, and said lightly: "Then, let's choose the winner now. My choice is to follow the rules for a long time."

"Me too, I really didn't expect it."

Liu Ming also looked at Jiuwu Zhaoji with admiration. Although he thought that this guy was dressed like a cowherd, his strength was really outstanding, and he was a veritable piece of jade.

Of course, it would have been better if he could change his outfit.

The faces of Zhang Changshou and others have become very ugly.

Especially Zhao Hong, there was no blood on his face, his fists were clenched tightly, and his nails were deeply embedded in his flesh.

This time, he was able to leave the highly competitive Dinghu Building and come to Neon. He had high expectations and wanted to make a way in this brand-new world. Man strangled 007!

This was a huge blow to him!

"Then, please, the next pair of contestants."

Lu Xiaotian said calmly that he didn't have the slightest sympathy for Zhao Hong, which he deserved.

The ones who came up were Ye Sheng and Hojo Miyoko.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you."

Ye Sheng said as he walked past Zhao Hong.

"Be careful, they're not that weak."

Zhao Hong gritted his teeth and said, his eyes were full of viciousness.

"It's okay, but a little girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, and she was born in a low-end restaurant. How could I lose?"

Ye Sheng smiled coldly, looking at Hojo Miyoko with disdain in his eyes.

He didn't believe that a Chinese restaurant opened by a neon man could make any decent dishes!

This time, Ye Sheng and Hojo Miyoko's topic is mutton!