"Hmm, Mr. Ouyang, this ......"

Ouyang Fengyao smiled and didn't say anything more.

Cheng Huaili and the others were a little puzzled, they recommended it so strongly just now, and even heard that the academy was unwilling to adopt it, and they were angry, and they were ...... Not recommended again?

In the venue, Song Zixuan's movements can be described as smooth.

All the processes seem so smooth and mysterious.

Especially to make a fighting dragon gate, you have to heat the pot first, and the moment the ice cubes are put into the pot, almost everyone is stupid.

Even Ouyang Fengyao, the only one sitting in the onlookers, and several leaders of the hospital couldn't understand it at all.

The iron pot is hot, and then the ice cubes are put in it, and the fish is still in it?

"Mr. Ouyang, Song Zixuan's ......"

Ouyang Fengyao also looked puzzled and slowly shook his head.

Between them, there has always been an empty seat.

Obviously it was reserved for Ling Zhen.

However, the competition started a few minutes ago, and Ling Zhen had not yet arrived.

Cheng Huaili turned his head to look at Wang Wei and said in a low voice, "Why hasn't Ling Lao come yet?"

"This ...... It shouldn't be, I talked to Ling Lao on the phone just now, and he said that he had already gone downstairs, but now he ......"

Cheng Huaili couldn't help but worry.

After all, Ling Zhen was old, and he was afraid that if anything went wrong in the academy.

Let's not talk about private friendships, even from an official point of view, he can't afford this responsibility in the food college.

"You hurry up and take a look, and then call a few people to look for it together, if Elder Ling has something, we will all have to go around without food!"

"Yes, Cheng Yuan!"

Then, Wang Wei got up and went to find Ling Zhen.

The progress on the side of Long Riyue is also very fast.

Northwest cuisine is mainly pasta, although Long Riyue has also learned several major cuisines over the years, but to say that the most proficient, is still Northwest pasta.

This is enough to see that Long Riyue still attaches great importance to the competition with Song Zixuan.

Of course, he is the same, hoping that this battle will directly win Song Zixuan, and he will have no worries in the future.

Long Riyue poured the flour into the basin, poured the water into the center of the flour, and added the egg and several spices at the same time.

Stirring quickly with both hands into the dough, the speed was like a phantom, almost indiscerning.

Soon, the flour and water fused together to form a Tai Chi pattern.

Seeing this, Ouyang Fengyao nodded slowly: "Long Riyue...... A disciple of the Northwest Sword God?"

"Yes, Mr. Ouyang is very knowledgeable. Lin Wuxiu said.

"Well, sure enough, there are two brushes, this kneading technique seems familiar, I remember seeing it when I was dealing with the Northwest Sword God before. ”

"Except for the early days of entering the academy, I'm afraid no one has ever seen Sun Moon cooking, and in the past, at most, it was to demonstrate to the academy in teaching. ”

"Hehe, the master is naturally low-key, have you seen Song Zixuan making imperial fried rice?"

Cheng Huaili and Lin Wuxiu both nodded.

In fact, they are also happy in their hearts, these two young people with the highest potential are in the academy, which is also their honor.

Soon, Long Riyue's noodles had been reconciled, and the surface was brushed with a layer of oil, which appeared flexible and elastic.

I saw him grab the dough with both hands, quickly pull it away, and immediately bounce it three or four times on the panel in front of him.

Then combine the two ends of the face and stretch it again.

This kind of ramen technique seems to be common, and there are some in the ramen shop, but in Ouyang Fengyao's eyes, it is secretly praised again and again.

It is also ramen, but there is a very big difference in strength and technique.

When the dragon sun moon ramen, whether it is just pulled or later when it is thinner, the noodles are as flexible as a string.

When the noodles collide with each other, countless flours are ejected, and in the process, the tendons of the noodles are also sublimated.

The pale yellow noodles are tempting enough before they even enter the water.

At the same time, the beef stewed in a small pot by Long Riyue also began to cook.

Since it is a pressure cooker, the beef will cook relatively quickly, and the softness will be just right.

He glanced at Song Zixuan and couldn't help sneering: "Do the ingredients win? With so much seafood, do you think you can make it delicious?"

Song Zixuan ignored it, and also began to do the intermediate procedure of Doulongmen, boiling soup.

In the crowd, Wang Wei sweated profusely and looked around.

Just now he went to the administrative building, but he didn't see Ling Zhen at all, and he made a few more calls, but no one answered.

This made him anxious, such a freshman could disappear out of thin air?

was in a hurry, and a security guard under his command said, "Wang Yuan, look, Elder Ling!"

Looking in the direction of his finger, Wang Wei hurriedly ran over, and sure enough, it was Ling Zhen.

"Elder Ling, why did you come here?"

Ling Zhen glanced back at Wang Wei: "Oh, the view here is good, I'll take a look at cooking." ”

"It's all people, let's go somewhere else. ”

"There were too many students, and the old man couldn't squeeze in, so he stood here and watched, you see, you can just see the two of them cooking. ”

Wang Wei couldn't cry or laugh, this old man was really good, he actually stood in the crowd and watched......

"Elder Ling, let's go over there, the view is better, and there is a seat. ”

With that, Wang Wei helped Ling Zhen out, and asked everyone to get out of the way from the other side, and arrived at Cheng Huaili and them.

Seeing Ling Zhen, Cheng Huaili hurriedly got up to help, and even Ouyang Fengyao stood up.

Although he is the same kitchen god in the north and south, Ouyang Fengyao is still a little worse than his status, mainly because of his qualifications.

The difference between the two is more than 20 years, no matter how you say it, Ling Zhen is also a senior.

Even if Ouyang Fengyao is unconvinced, he has to admit this fact.

"Elder Ling, it's been a long time since we met. ”

At this time, Cheng Huaili and Wang Wei had already helped Ling Zhen over.

Ling Zhen smiled and nodded: "Feng Yao, it's true, let's sit together and have a good chat." ”

Seeing this, several people also laughed secretly in their hearts, the north and south kitchen gods are not known to everyone, but now they look ...... But it's not like that.

"Elder Ling, I heard that my health was not safe some time ago, how is it now?"

"It's much better, thanks to Zixuan. As he spoke, Ling Zhen pointed directly at Song Zixuan.

Ouyang Fengyao was stunned for a moment, it seemed that ...... Ling Lao already knew Song Zixuan?

What is their relationship? Could it be...... Ling Lao's disciple?

If that's the case, the Northern Kitchen God faction is still very strong.

Ouyang Fengyao had also heard about what happened in the Ling family some time ago, including Zong Tianyu.

Ling Zhen's disciple was broken, and it can be said that his strength was greatly reduced.

But now it seems that if Song Zixuan is a person from Lingmen, then even if it is him Ouyang Fengyao, he will not dare to compare.

Although all of his disciples are not weak, compared to Song Zixuan, the gap is so big, he Ouyang Fengyao still knows it in his heart.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Fengyao suddenly became envious in his heart.

"Ling Lao...... Know Song Zixuan?"

"Of course, I know you too well, hahahaha, this kid's talent can't even be predicted by the old man. ”

Ouyang Fengyao nodded slowly, this evaluation was exactly the same as his own evaluation.

Although he didn't have much to do with Song Zixuan, with the intersection last night, with Ouyang Fengyao's experience, he could be designated as a genius who had not been met in a century.

The reason is simple, young!

Yesterday's bowl of seafood porridge seemed inconspicuous, but it was a combination of Ouyang Fengyao's years of experience and absolute proficiency in cooking.

If you change it to Ling Zhen, you can also make a classic porridge.

But it all depends on their experience, but Song Zixuan is only about twenty years old, so he can think exactly the same as him, which is terrifying.

In a few more years, there will be Song Zixuan's cooking skills, and the north and south chefs and talents will match?

While chatting, two of Ouyang Fengyao's disciples came over, naturally Sun Jingzhuo and Yang Junye.

"Master, I've found your old man. ”

Sun Jingzhuo approached the front.

Seeing Sun Jingzhuo, Ouyang Fengyao smiled slightly, this is his proud protégé.

"Jing Zhuo, Jun Ye, you are here, come, you have seen Ling Lao!"

The two looked at Ling Lao, and Sun Jingzhuo immediately clasped his fists: "Disciple Sun Jingzhuo, I have seen Ling Lao." ”

Yang Junye on the side was a little stupid, he had collided with Ling Zhending before.

Now that the master asked him to say hello, he was really embarrassed.

Ling Zhen glanced at him: "Hmph!"

"Hmm, Ling Lao, hehe, the apprentice is young, isn't it...... What's provoking you?"

Ouyang Fengyao hurriedly asked, after all, this is a matter of etiquette.

On the rivers and lakes, everything else can be said to be trivial, but only the number of rites is great.

"No, Feng Yao, you have a good sect, how can you provoke me?"

Obviously, there was something in the words, and Ouyang Fengyao could naturally hear it.

"This ...... Junye, what the hell is going on?"

Yang Junye didn't dare to speak.

Seeing this, Sun Jingzhuo directly told the events of that day, and Yang Junye's face turned red.

In fact, he is also impulsive, if he does it again, he will not dare to reason with the North Kitchen God.

"Presumptuous, is this what the teacher taught you? no big or small, no one in his eyes, and he still doesn't apologize to Ling Lao?"

"Don't, Feng Yao, the old man doesn't like this, there's nothing to apologize for. ”

Ouyang Fengyao was stunned for a moment, obviously Ling Zhen was really angry, and he had to sigh.

"Hmph, don't you want people to say that your skills are not as good as others?" Yang Junye, do you think your cooking skills are unparalleled in the world?"

"This ...... Master, I'm ......"

"This time the matter won't be settled like this," Ouyang Fengyao looked at Ling Zhen, "Elder Ling, Feng Yao knows that you will not accept an apology, but Feng Yao will give you an explanation for this matter!"

"I hope so. ”

"Jing Zhuo, you are also responsible for this matter, how did the senior brother do it?"

"Yes, Master, Jing Zhuo knows his mistakes. ”

Ouyang Fengyao glanced at Song Zixuan again: "How can Old Ling's cooking skills be touched by you?"

Sun Jingzhuo was stunned, Ling Lao's person? Could it be that Song Zixuan is a disciple of the Northern Kitchen God?

"This ...... Master, I won't tell you anything, after Song Zixuan and Long Riyue compete, I will personally challenge Song Zixuan. ”

The more this is the case, Sun Jingzhuo is sure that he wants to compete with Song Zixuan.

First of all, he wanted Yang Junye to stay in the academy with his eyebrows raised, and secondly, he could also make some fame in Yanjing with this battle.

Now that he knows that Song Zixuan is a disciple of the Northern Kitchen God, it will be even better, and this opportunity seems to be a godsend.

Beat him and fight to fame!

"What? no, you remember, no one can provoke Mr. Song!"

Ouyang Fengyao got up directly and said, he didn't care about anything at the moment, and directly in front of everyone, apprentice!