The Beauty of Eating Halberd Collectors

However, Jiu Itangshan's next words dispelled Lin Feng's last worries.

I saw a long time, I Tangshan turned around and ran to the cabinet to take out a piece of paper. After Long Feifeng danced and wrote a paragraph, he handed it over to Lin Feng and said, "Look, if you think it's right, we two will sign our names. Bar."

Taking the paper, Lin Feng glanced at it, and the sneer on his face became stronger and stronger.

I saw that the other party really wrote the conditions after the failure of the cooking duel between the two sides, and at the same time signed his name, this is really determined to win!

Thinking of this, Lin Feng no longer hesitated, waved his hand, wrote his name, and handed it to Hojo Renzhi at the same time.

In the same way, after seeing the contents on the paper, Hojo Renzhi was surprised for a while, and then after asking Jiuga Tangshan's wishes, he finally signed his name on the notary.

Looking at Kuga Dozen with a confident smile on his face, Hojo Renzhi shook his head, really not knowing what to say to the other party.

In his opinion, in the cooking showdown between Kuga Tangshan and Lin Feng, the latter's odds of winning are estimated to be better.

However, no matter what others think, Jiuwo Tangshan looked at Lin Feng with a bright face and asked, "Start now?"

"All will do".

Body 208. Indifference and ridicule are indispensable on the road to becoming a chef (7/7)

"Sorry everyone, there are some things in the store today and will not be open for business."

"Mr. Futu, this is an order from Chef Hojo, and we can only follow it."

"Well, in fact, the reason for the incident is that I am the sous chef for a long time."

"Yes, wait for a long time, my sous chef will have a cooking showdown with others."

"If you stay to watch, please ensure a quiet atmosphere in the hall."

In line with the fact that Jiuga Tangshan, who was about to defeat Lin Feng on the spot, naturally wouldn't wait too long, he decided to start the cooking showdown immediately.

Therefore, Hojo Renzhi asked the service staff to inform the customers who are eating and who have not yet eaten, hoping to get your understanding.

Sure enough, after learning that it was a long time ago that my sous chef had a cooking showdown with others, everyone who was full of anger also calmed down and waited for the start of a good show.

in the kitchen.

Hojo Renzhi glanced at Lin Feng's clothes, hesitated and asked, "Chef Lin, do you want to change?"

"No need." Lin Feng waved his hand and said, "However, just find me an apron."

Soon, a helper at 280 brought an apron to Lin Feng, who compared it, tied it on his body, and walked towards Jiuwotangshan.

Jiuga Tangshan, who had already changed into the chef's uniform, looked at Lin Feng who was walking towards him, and said with a smile, "Why, I'm not planning to admit defeat, but I don't accept defeat."

Really overconfident!

Lin Feng shook his head. For such an overly arrogant person, only by defeating the opponent with crushing strength will the opponent completely shut up.

The next second, Lin Feng asked, "Jiu, my assistant chef, are you going to use Japanese cuisine to compete with me? Or are you going to use Chinese cuisine to compete with me? Well, of course, there is also French cuisine, which I am slightly proficient in."

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Looking at Lin Feng's sincere expression, the corner of Tang Shan's mouth twitched a few times.

You're going to die if you don't brag?

It is good for ordinary people to be proficient in one kind of cooking, but when Lin Feng is here, he has become proficient in almost all kinds of cooking. Is this not bragging?

Thinking in my heart, Jiuga Tangshan sneered: "If that's the case, let's use Mapo tofu as the theme of the competition (beeg)."

Sure enough, he got up where he fell, and it seemed that Tangshan had been brooding over his son's failure for a long time.

However, when it comes to Mapo tofu, Lin Feng suddenly has an illusion, this should be a question to give points, right?

"Why, don't you dare to agree?" Jiu Itangshan added another fire.

"Hey"

Lin Feng shook his head with a smile and said, "As you wish."

After finalizing the theme of the competition, the next step is to select the judges, Hojo Renzhi, Kuga Teruki and an old customer who frequents the Hojo Building.

The customer is a middle-aged man. After being selected to be a judge, he has been laughing from ear to ear.

"Today, I am very lucky to be able to taste the Mapo Tofu cooked by my sous chef for a long time."

"Tsk tsk, just thinking about it makes people drool. I'm really honored!"

The middle-aged man sat beside Kuga Teruki and kept mumbling, which made Kuga Teruki feel upset.

Damn, why should I worry about my father, I have to know about the Sichuan cuisine my father cooked, but even the commander-in-chief is full of praise, how could I possibly lose to Lin Feng.

It's just that the subconscious told Jiuwu Zhaoji that my father might pay a great price if he wants to defeat Lin Feng.

The time was limited to two hours, and the venue of the game was moved from the kitchen to the hall.

Standing in front of the cooking table, Lin Feng, who was holding the goddess in his hand, had his heart that had been silent all the time.

"call"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Feng glanced at Jiugatangshan, who had already started cutting tofu, with a solemn look on his face.

No matter the strength of the opponent is strong or weak, as long as it involves cooking, Lin Feng will take it very seriously, and only in this way can he ensure that he can play [-]% of his strength in every game.

When it comes to Mapo Tofu, there are many ways to make it, but there is only one recipe that can really be squeezed!