The Beauty of Eating Halberd Collectors

"hateful!"

For a long time, Tang Shan glared at Lin Feng, but he didn't expect that the other party could have such a strong impact just by being in a pot.

"How could I possibly lose to a brat!"

Having said that, Jiu Itangshan turned around and threw himself into the cooking. The flushed face indicated that he had been stimulated by Lin Feng at this moment.

I can't lose, how could I lose to that kid!

I have long been good at being good, but I am known as the Chinese twin stars of Chinatown. If even this kind of kid can't win, it really is

Sure to win!

However, no one noticed that Lin Feng's face was calm at this moment, and he fell into an indescribable state again.

The sesame peppers and chili peppers that were being fried in the pot suddenly seemed to have spirituality, and two decidedly different flavors were mixed together.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Feng shifted his focus to the front of the cooking table, and the ingredients that had been cut and prepared were put into the pot by Lin Feng for stirring.

"This is-"

Hojo Renzhi suddenly widened his eyes, as if he saw a shocking scene.

In a trance, he seemed to see the shadow of the former Dojima Yin from Lin Feng's body. No, the light was stronger than the Dojima Yin at that time, as if the place where he was located was moved by Lin Feng.

Not only was Hojo Renzhi surprised, but Jiuga Teruki, who was beside him, was also full of disbelief.

He had encountered such a situation before, but that person was not Lin Feng, but Si Ying, the first seat of the ten heroes.

"He, how could he?" Jiu I Zhaoji whispered softly.

However, before I finished speaking, I Zhaoji shook his head in a panic, it is impossible, it is impossible, no matter how talented Lin Feng is, it is impossible to reach that level so quickly, this is simply a fantasy. .

However, when Jiuga Teruji looked at Lin Feng again, the shock gradually turned into fear and fear.

Yep, that's how it feels.

Over time, I have become more and more sure that Lin Feng's cooking skills are comparable to that of Si Yingshi.

Turn off the heat, start the pot, and pour the cooked Mapo tofu into the plate.

How long has it been since he felt the pressure from a junior, and this pressure may destroy the glory he created.

Subconsciously, Jiu Itangshan turned his head to look at Lin Feng, and now Lin Feng has also reached the last step.

"Hmph, the speed is too slow!"

After Kugado Zen commented, he put the plate full of dishes on the table in front of Hojo Renzhi and the others.

"Please taste the spicy Mapo tofu!" Kugatangshan said with a smile.

In the white porcelain plate, the bright red juice wraps the tofu, and the red pepper appears and disappears in the soup. The ultimate mapo tofu.

However, even in the face of such a meal, Kuga Teruki didn't have the slightest joy on his face.

For a long time, I have been deeply influenced by my father for a long time, and over time, I think that only if it is spicy enough, it can be regarded as Sichuan cuisine.

Therefore, the Mapo tofu and various Sichuan dishes he made are also known for their spicyness. Although they are not comparable to the dishes cooked by his father, they are also unique.

It's just that after tasting the cooking made by Lin Feng, the cooking concept of Jiugazhiji collapsed.

So, seeing that my father still intends to use the spicy mapo tofu as a condition for the decisive victory, I subconsciously decided that my father had already lost.

".~uh"

The middle-aged man sitting on the side took a deep breath, looked at the colorful Mapo tofu on the plate, and said excitedly: "I didn't expect to be able to taste the spicy mapo tofu made by Mr. Jiu I himself, today is really worth it. Here we go!"

Hearing the praise from the middle-aged diners, Jiu Itang Shan's brows filled with smiles that could not be concealed, and said, "I'm a little out of shape today, so this dish has not reached [-]% level."

"No no no. (Good promise good)"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "In my opinion, this Mapo tofu is already flawless."

It's really shameless!

In the crowd, Miyoko Hojo rolled her eyes for a long time and I was good, even if she wanted to listen to other people's praise, she couldn't do it.

"Humph"

With a cold snort, Miyoko Hojo looked at Lin Feng, expecting the other party to make better cooking, completely shattering Kugadang's pampered mentality.

flawless? !

Hojo Renzhi shook his head, then took out the spoon and probed it into the plate. Although the platter was well done, this plate of Mapo tofu did not make him feel bright.

Similarly, Teruki Kuga and the middle-aged man also picked up the spoon and probed into the plate, ready to taste the mapo tofu made by Kuga Tangshan, whether it was satisfactory. .

Body 211. The bet raised again (3/7)

"Well"

At the moment of entrance, the tofu stained with soup collided on the tip of the tongue, and the spicy taste instantly swept the mouth.

hot!

Very spicy!

It's like layers of huge waves, constantly hitting the reef, one wave after another.