Although Su Zi said that as long as he played at a normal level, he knew very well what his normal level was, and when he heard Gu Pingping announce that he would immediately take out his mobile phone and start checking the classic Huaiyang cuisine after the end of the competition.

"Brother Fang, what are you looking at?" Mu Fei came down after handing over the cooking order, just in time to see Su Zifang staring at the screen.

"Braised goose. Su Zifang said casually.

"You already know what you're going to cook tomorrow?" Mu Fei looked at Su Zifang with some sourness: "Grandpa Xue is just eccentric, tell you not to tell me! ”

Su Zifang: ???

Wake up, big brother, do you know you're dangerous?

Master didn't say anything. Su Zifang said indifferently.

"Then what do you think this is for?" Mu Fei rolled his eyes in disgust: "Or you don't know how to do it, and you plan to write this pit man?"

Xiaoman wrote. ”

"Oh. Mu Fei responded: "What did you write?"

"Anchovies. Su Zifang repeated the reason he had just told Zhao Xiaoman.

"Why didn't I think of it!" Mu Fei was stunned for a second and sighed: "I always thought that I had to write a piece that I would do, but I only thought of one after watching it for a long time." ”

"What?"

"Matsutake mushroom chicken soup. ”

Indeed, matsutake chicken soup as a soup dish is not complicated, and it is a specialty dish of Diancheng chefs, the key is the flavor of flat (sex xìng), which is also common in the soup of many Huaiyang restaurants.

"Do you still know about other people?" Su Zifang asked casually and didn't plan to know from Mu Fei, after all, Mu Fei had been here for too short a time, and he didn't even know anyone.

"Well, Ao Zuo wrote about dragon whisker cake, He wrote about Xiang oil eel paste, Zhang Zidan wrote about catfish lung soup, Kong Yan wrote about bamboo shoots (meat ròu), and two Puzhong chefs with good scores wrote Yangzhou fried rice and steamed lion head. Mu Fei recalled for a few seconds and said a long list of familiar names.

Su Zifang: ???

Big brother, you're embarrassed to say that I have a shady scene, are you ripping up the organizing committee's database?

"Where did you see that?" Su Zifang pulled Mu Fei to the corner of the wall and asked in a low voice, "It won't be from Brother Han, right?"

Mu Fei originally looked nervous, but after hearing Su Zifang's question, he relaxed: "No, I just heard it while walking." ”

Su Zifang suddenly felt that it was time to drag Mu Fei to buy a lottery ticket, not to mention how the information of so many chefs was known by others, just by walking to hear the news, Su Zifang felt that Mu Fei was the real koi.

However, after listening to the dishes written by so many people, he felt that the fragrant stewed goose in his hand looked a little unsafe, after all, the dragon whisker crisp, the oil eel paste, and the catfish lung soup he just mentioned!

He won't be able to—thank you for scratching your head!

"What are you going to do?" Su Zifang saw that Mu Fei didn't care, and Nunu said.

"I don't know how to cook a few Huaiyang dishes, so I will try to make it lighter and put less seasoning. Mu Fei snorted, and said it as a matter of course.

Reasonable!

"Then you can lend me a book?"

"What book?" Mu Fei was stunned ((forced bī) bī).

"Your "100 Classic Huaiyang Cuisines", didn't you pack your luggage a few days ago?" Su Zifang remembered that Mu Fei also had a textbook that he bought when he bought it, and planned to make a surprise attack.

"I'm going to watch it tonight. Mu Fei refused without hesitation.

"Aren't you following fate?" Su Zifang looked at Mu Fei with disgust: "What other books do you read with fate?"

"But if you don't even turn the book, where can you have fate? Buddha crosses people who are destined, not lazy people. ”

Mu Fei's serious answer made Su Zifang not know what to say for a moment, and sighed for a long time: "

There were no textbooks, so Su Zi put down his mobile phone overnight and learned all the dishes (theories) that Mu Fei had said.

Thanks to the convenience of the Internet, when he was learning dragon whisker crisp, he saw a strange label at station b "Make dragon whisker crisp with a hundred sticky tooth candy", and then laughed in the dragon whisker crisp sand sculpture production method dedicated by countless grandmothers.

After a full hour, Su Zifang realized that he was going to hold Buddha's feet, and then he seriously found the master-level teaching videos of Yangzhou fried rice, Xiangyou eel paste, and catfish lung soup in Station B, which was mixed with ghost animals, music, and dance.

However, three hours later, looking at the name of the grandmother who was on his list, Su Zifang felt as if he was going to be cold.

After all, Xisi is not a food area, and Director Ao can't cook, as well as the Führer and the Second Battalion Commander - probably only one plate of pasta for friendly troops.

......

Until he arrived at the arena the next day, Su Zifang was still immersed in the false joy brought by the dragon whisker cake, and kept describing to Mu Fei the embarrassment of the anchors making the dragon whisker crisp.

"Just pull and twist! Hey, it's broken!"

"And that, I finally pulled it into the thickness of chopsticks, but the cat jumped up and stepped on it directly!"

"The funniest thing is that there is a girl who melted a hundred pieces of sugar and put it too hard, she couldn't pull it open at all, and she gave herself a Nezha Qiankun circle shape, and the barrage was crazy with laughter. ”

Mu Fei: ???

"Didn't you cramle yesterday? How do you feel as hi as watching the extended version of the comedy of Happy Twist?"

"At first, I wanted to look at it, but later, (the temptation yòu) was too strong, and I couldn't hold back. ”

"Brother Fang, I didn't say it, man, you have to resist (tempting yòu) confusion!" Mu Fei said in an old-fashioned manner.

"Meow meow?" Su Zifang looked confused ((forced bī)bī). "I couldn't help but watch a few funny videos, why does it feel like splitting legs?"

When the two of them entered, the staff had already prepared the lottery area, Zhang Zidan and Zhao Xiaoman stood together and didn't know what they were talking about, and when they saw the two of them coming in, they nodded and left first.

"What's wrong with her?" Su Zifang expressed great concern for herself, a future employee.

"Nothing, she wasn't very lucky, she drew a pufferfish. ”

"Fugu?" Su Zi's eyelids jumped twice, didn't he say that there was only a problem?

As a leader in river freshness, there is no doubt about the freshness of puffer fish, and the meat is smooth and refreshing, much more delicious than ordinary fish. However, it is difficult to ignore the danger of matching this delicious taste, puffer fish blood and internal organs are highly toxic, and they are the most poisonous natural toxins in nature. Although according to the "Classic of Mountains and Seas, Classic of the North Mountains", China had a history of eating puffer fish as early as 4,000 years ago, but there is an ancient saying that has been passed down to this day - desperately eat puffer fish!

It is enough to see that in the matter of eating puffer fish (情qíng), the ancients really fought while eating, and they couldn't give up eating and fighting.

Until now, it is only necessary for a senior technician to obtain a separate certificate in fugu cuisine to know how poisonous the fugu is.

Of course, such a big difficulty still never ends everyone's obsession with eating pufferfish, which shows how delicious the puffer fish is.

This kind of delicious and poisonous (性xìng) ingredients are definitely a big killer in the hands of many chefs.

Su Zifang held down the horror and asked, "What is she going to do?"

"Abandoned the game. Zhao Xiaoman shook his head: "She said that she wouldn't be a pufferfish, so she gave up the game and went to Jingling with us when the game was over." ”

"Okay. Su Zifang nodded and walked to the lottery platform, expecting that he would not be too unlucky to draw a dish from the side.