Duruk was so angry that he sent a war letter to Yao Qian on the spot.

In his opinion, a small fried rice stall owner, even if the rice is fried well, what about it?

The basic skills of a chef are not only on the stove, knife work, fire work, various methods of handling ingredients, stewing, frying, these are all the conditions that a good chef must have.

A small fried rice stall owner, can you compare these things with them?

Thinking of this, he looked at Yao Qian and said with a disdainful expression: "Do you dare to compete with me, just rely on your little fried rice chef, I want to see, what qualifications do you have to say that other people's skills are not good?"

"It's better than that!" Yao Qian agreed without hesitation.

This time, the audience was in a sensation.

"Can the boss do it?"

"This guy is a star chef! Isn't the boss too naïve!"

"Boss, don't pretend!"

Seeing that Yao Qian accepted Duruk's challenge without hesitation, the surrounding crowd instantly began to discuss.

One is a star chef certified by the International Federation of Restaurants, and the other is just a stall owner selling fried rice.

Although Yao Qian's fried rice is indeed a must, the technical content of fried rice is obviously incomparable to that of a restaurant chef!

This is obviously not a one-grade competition!

Seeing that Yao Qian agreed to the competition, the foreign chefs immediately laughed secretly.

Which of them is not a leader in the industry, the basic skills and abilities are the top existence, and a small rice stall owner dares to compete with them?

I don't know what to do!

In this way, it is just taking this opportunity to suppress the Shenzhou catering industry.

For a long time, various international food competitions have been won by Shenzhou people.

This time, he humiliated the fried rice stall owner severely, which slapped the catering industry in Shenzhou in disguise!

Thinking of this, Duruk couldn't help but smile on his face.

"Okay, since you've accepted my challenge, I hope you don't regret it!" said Duruk with a sneer.

Speaking of this, he looked at Wang Mingyue on the side again, and said: "This competition, I hope Master Wang can be the referee, Master Wang, you are a five-star chef recognized by the International League, I hope you don't take sides!"

Wang Mingyue's influence in the international arena is not lower than in Shenzhou, and Duruk himself believes that even if the other party is a Shenzhou person, Master Wang Mingyue will not favor one over the other because of this!

"Little brother, don't be impulsive. I'm sure you won't cheat, we'll investigate slowly, don't make too much of a fuss about this matter just yet!"

Wang Mingyue walked out, looked at Yao Qian and said with a nervous expression.

As a native of Shenzhou, he naturally doesn't want to see the catering industry in Shenzhou being humiliated by foreign countries!

Although Yao Qian's fried rice is delicious, if you want to compare cooking skills, these foreign chefs are all elites of the elite, and there is no way to compare this competition!

"Sir, don't worry about me, I just want to prove that in fact, I can make them blush with a bowl of fried rice, and if they compare to other dishes, they don't even have the qualifications to compare with me!"

Yao Qian said word by word.

[Haha, the anchor is really domineering!]

[This group of foreigners also dare to shout in front of our Shenzhou food, they just don't know how thick the sky is!]

[The anchor fucked him!]

[This circle of sand sculptures, so many dishes, can't sell a bowl of fried rice, and it's embarrassing to compare it to other things?]

[Anchor, you must teach this group of foreigners to be people!]

[Anchor, domineering! domineering!]

..............

"Hehe, it's useless to say that the game can't be won by just one mouth!"

Duruk replied dismissively.

Seeing this, Wang Mingyue could only sigh lightly.

Things have developed to this point, there is no reason to redeem it, I just hope that this stall owner can bring him new surprises, in case he really loses the face of the Shenzhou Food Festival in front of foreigners, where will he come to see his peers in the future! !

"In that case, please prepare the materials first!" Wang Mingyue said helplessly.

Hearing this, Duruk returned to his restaurant with a sneer, in order to participate in this food festival, their restaurant got almost all the top ingredients.

And all the equipment is complete, the guy in Shenzhou on the other side only has a fried rice stand, what kind of splash can it make?

Seeing Duruk go away, Wang Mingyue walked to Yao Qian's side worriedly.

"Little brother, do you have any equipment and ingredients you need, the old man may be able to help you!"

This game, after all, is also related to the glory of the food industry in China, so if he can help, he naturally has to help a little!

Hearing Wang Mingyue's words, Yao Qian was not polite, and said directly: "Then trouble the old man, please help me prepare four baby cabbage, a duck rack, a chicken rack, a piece of Jinhua ham, a big elbow, and a pound of pure lean meat!"

Hearing this, Wang Mingyue nodded, "Is there anything else you need?"

"No more!"

"You just need these things, what kind of dishes can you make?" Wang Mingyue said with a strange expression.

Listening to Yao Qian's words, Wang Mingyue knew that the dishes Yao Qian was going to make must be baby cabbage as the protagonist!

Because all other chicken racks, duck racks and other things can only be used for stewed soup, and they can't support a dish at all!

Lean meat and elbows are meant to be cooked, and they must be paired with other ingredients to make a finished dish.

Could it be that this young man really just wants to make a baby dish?

Wang Mingyue was a little confused, what tricks can a baby dish make? Could it be that my Shenzhou cuisine really has to be embarrassed in front of Western cuisine?

Thinking of this, he asked again: "Little brother, do you want me to recommend a dish to you, this baby cabbage is really ......."

Can't get on the table.....

Of course, he didn't say that.

[The anchor doesn't really want to make baby dishes, right!]

[According to the anchor's urine, it's really possible!]

[I'm dizzy here, what can be delicious about a baby cabbage?]

[Don't think like this, you have to know that the anchor can do this with a fried rice, maybe the baby cabbage can really make a different feeling?]

[Anchor awesome! awesome!]

[Baby cabbage, what's wrong? baby cabbage can also be made delicious!]

.............

Wang Mingyue looked at Yao Qian's determined face, and a look of loss couldn't help but flash in his eyes.

He doesn't think that a baby dish can be compared with a Western dish, he thinks that this game is probably already hanging!

I just hope that this guy won't lose too badly!