Ode to Longevity

Does this big fat man really think that he is invincible in the world? If it wasn't for that little use value, he would have kicked this dead fat man out long ago. A rare kick in the hall, no matter how you have to win it a little more beautifully.

"Feng Xunbing, you..." Gritting her teeth, Shan Xiping subconsciously looked at the last person watching the fun. The ignorant heart throbbed. She thought that her hands would be abolished like this, but she did not expect that the people who mocked her everywhere did not cut off her hands, but ignored that oath.

She was grateful and kept this kindness firmly in her mind. It's just that, in the current situation, it is necessary to let the next shot.

"It doesn't matter to me, but I want to participate in the cooking competition in two months. If the Temple of the Golden Throne closes early, I will have to find another restaurant. It's too troublesome." Twisting his neck, Feng Qingge Looking at the fat man opposite, but even if she is participating, there are two other people, who should I choose?

This is a game that can only be won, not lost.

"The same is true for me. Although I don't plan to compare myself to others, the game in two months is too important to me." A black figure appeared by the door, his eyes swept over the people in the restaurant, Coldly stepped forward and stood beside Feng Qingge.

Looking at Mo Yang with emotion, Shan Xiping squeezed her hands and sneered: "Okay, our chefs have been selected, just the three of us represent the Temple of Golden Luan, as for your people, just call them out. !"

"..." One second, two seconds...

Even Zhong Menxi was stunned. He was so shocked by this scene that he couldn't fully reflect it. He looked at Feng Qingge and them in a daze, and then the hilarious laughter spread out immediately.

"I heard it right, hahaha, three little brats should compete?"

"It seems that the Jinluan Temple is really empty. I think it's better to close it as soon as possible!"

"Chef Lin, if you don't take action, are you looking down on our Silver Star, haha..."

For a time, the whole hall was noisy and noisy.

Feng Qingge and Mo Yang didn't show any expressions, and stood there indifferently, but Mo Qing, who didn't participate in the competition, quickly rolled up his sleeves with both hands, and roared, "What are you laughing at, Mo Yang and Feng Xunbing's strengths But you can't compare, Miss Shan is also a dragon and a phoenix, it's not certain who wins and who loses!"

"Hahaha, there are dragons and phoenixes among people? Well, well, I want to see what you can make!" With a pat on the hands, the chef behind Zhong Menxi rushed out and cleaned up the things in the Golden Temple. Put on the stove.

The location of this hall is large enough that even a few stoves can be fully accommodated. They don't need to work hard, Zhong Menxi has already prepared the ingredients, and those miscellaneous things are piled up together, making people dazzled.

"Please ask Princess Wiener to answer the first question." He raised his head proudly, Feng Yuan sat indifferently on the chair, the flesh of that body leaked from the bench, looking extremely disgusting.

Weiner didn't want to look at Feng Yuan in front of him at all. He suppressed the nausea in his heart and turned his head to look at the three people opposite. Her eyes turned round, the corners of her mouth lifted up, and she raised her eyebrows and said, "Then this first dish is to be a cold dish. The weather in Sangguo is dry, although it is spring, it is unbearably hot, and I want to eat something to relieve it. Summer, you can do whatever you want."

cold dish……

Shan Xiping raised the corners of her mouth confidently, looked at the two people beside her, and whispered: "Weina really did this problem, I'm here, you guys are stronger than me, stay behind and shoot, the winning rate will be much improved."

"Haha, Shanxitou, are you sure you're here in the first round?" Zhong Menxi's big teeth were almost laughing, don't they know what level Shanxiping is like? This little girl dares to compete with them. Getting impatient?

Raising her eyebrows, Shan Xiping sneered: "Nonsense, do you think I'm still with me, Zhong Menxi, even if you use all your housekeeping skills, so as not to say that I bullied you!"

"Hmph, you are so strong! Do you think you are qualified to let me play, Wang Qiang, you play with her, if you lose, you will chop your paws!" Clicked on a name.

The man in the blue chef's clothes walked up quickly. His height of 1.7 meters was too short in the crowd. Looking at Shan Xiping on the opposite side, he just made a random invitation.

"It doesn't take much time for cold dishes. This game will only take half an hour. Let's choose the ingredients." Waving coldly, Weiner looked at the two people opposite and snorted disdainfully.

Cold dishes do not take much time for ordinary people. The big deal is to prepare the ingredients, blanch them in a little water, and then eat them cold. But for a chef, the cold dishes made must not only taste good, but also look good.

As the first dish on the table, it is often the first step to impress the guests. If it is not done well and the taste is not good, it will also affect the subsequent eating.

Weiner and Shanxiping have a good relationship. The two will discuss their favorite foods in private. Weiner also knows that Shanxiping is best at it. Cold dishes test the basic knife skills, including carving. The topic of the bureau Weiner is obviously biased towards Shanxiping.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see at a glance, but Feng Yuan and Zhong Menxi don't care at all, such a little girl is still a little too tender.

Soon, Wang Qiang chose his own ingredients. His food was very simple, a few carrots, some fans, a few lettuce, and a piece of chicken breast, which looked very simple.

After Weiner looked at the ingredients, she laughed in her heart. Carrots were the thing she hated the most. She wouldn't take a sip of anything that was added to the ingredients. She would never taste such unpalatable things.

As for the other side, Shan Xiping chose the commonly used cold ingredients, cucumbers and ice cubes, which are much simpler than Wang Qiang. After thinking about it for a while, she took another small watermelon. The colors of white, green and red are all right. increase one's appetite.

Not attracted by Shan Xiping's actions, Wang Qiang buried his head and quickly cleaned the ingredients in his hands. After the chicken breast was slightly cooked, he immediately put it into the pot, but he didn't use a kitchen knife and ripped the meat off the chicken breast directly. . The seemingly rude action did not damage the meat at all, and perfectly peeled off the shredded meat.

"Brush!" The silver-white light danced, and the sound of da da da echoed in the Golden Temple. The opposite Wang Qiang was already busy, and the slender lettuce shreds jumped in the air and fell into the plate. middle.

Put shredded lettuce and shredded chicken breast into a bowl, blanch the vermicelli too hot, and the crystal clear vermicelli connected to the shredded lettuce, he hardly stopped the movement in his hand, moving his fingers, only one after another remained. afterimage.