The entire first floor is divided into three areas, on the left is the seafood area lined with dozens of aquariums, on the right is the luxurious and elegant Western-style simple restaurant, and in the center, the largest area is dominated by Chinese style, mixed with part of the Indian and Malai culture, the diners here are also the most.

Brought by the Chinese beauty, Zhou Yi and the others went directly to a private room called 'Douwei Pavilion' on the second floor. As the name suggests, this private room is supposed to be for gourmets and their peers who come to the door, and the private room is decorated with photographs of many trophies, which, judging by the text on them, have been awarded by three generations of 'Jak Heung Court' owners over the past 60 years, including the Medal of Honour from the Prime Minister's Chef of Singapore Epi.

"Ho Mun-so, served as Prime Minister's Chef Ho Mun-so in Singapore from 2003 to 2005, won the third prize in the French Culinary Competition in 2008, and was invited by the Korean Cuisine Association to be a judge of the Southeast Asian Cooking Competition in 2010."

Next to these medals of honor and certificates of merit is a fair-skinned, very delicate middle-aged man, with a pair of eyes as long as a phoenix, even in the photo, he is still shining;

Judging from the honors he has won over the years, he is still a world-class chef who has both learned both things and things, Zhou Yi couldn't help but glance at Zhu Xiaohua, and said in his heart, look at it, what kind of characters are you provoking your buddies?

Although he can't say that he is afraid, he is not in this industry after all, if it weren't for Zhu Xiaohua's troubles, he wouldn't be guilty of running to slap someone's face?

Zhu Xiaohua and the others also looked stupid, and this thing took advantage of the Chinese beauty not paying attention, and said in a low voice: "Third child, you should be able to withstand it, right?"

"If you can't stand it, I'll blast you out!"

Zhou Yi glared at him, saw that the Chinese beauty was smiling and looking at him, and said busily: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to cause trouble to your store." ”

"You're welcome, sir, it's a rule that has been passed down from my husband's grandfather."

The Chinese beauty smiled and said, "Now the gentleman can order food, right?" But according to our rules, as a challenger, you can only choose the dishes of oriental cuisine, is this okay?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard it, it turned out that this beautiful woman was not a first-class role of the lobby manager, but actually the current proprietress of 'Jalan Xiang Pavilion'.

"Hehe, of course. After all, starting from Mr. He, he started from Teochew cuisine and other oriental cuisines, and if I choose Western food, it will be meaningless. Zhou Yi said with a smile.

"It's good that my husband can understand, no matter what dish you choose, my husband will cook it himself, but"

The Chinese beauty smiled, "If you can't convince my husband, then you have to leave on your own." And your name will also be engraved on the 'Lost Monument' at Jakxiang Pavilion. So I need your ID, and of course, I'll just take a look at it and write down your name. ”

And the 'Loser's Monument'?

Zhou Yi couldn't help frowning, originally he wasn't going to take it too seriously, if He Wenxiu's craftsmanship was really good, he really couldn't slap someone's face, winning or losing would have been indifferent.

But 'Jalan Xiang Pavilion' actually has to engrave the name of the failed challenger on the stone tablet, which is not child's play. After all, the ancestors of the Zhou family also hosted the imperial meal, and they are also a generation of celebrity chefs, so as a descendant, it is just a matter of not adding luster to the face of the ancestors, at least it can't be discredited?

"Well, I heard that Mr. He started with Teochew cuisine, so I'll order a dish of 'satay fried noodles'." This is my ID card, please see. ”

Zhou Yi nodded, took out his ID card and handed it to the Chinese beauty.

"Mr. Zhou wants 'satay fried noodles'?"

A shocked expression flashed on the face of the Chinese beauty, and she almost forgot to hand over her ID card to Zhou Yi, and when she realized that she was out of shape, even Xiao Yezi could see that something was wrong: "Auntie, that's Uncle Zhou's ID card."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, please take back your ID card. I'll go and inform Wenxiu immediately, please wait a while."

"Third child, what's wrong with this woman, why do you order rice noodles and make her feel distressed like this?"

Zhu Xiaohua sat down with a big grin, picked up the large teapot on the table and poured a cup of tea for Zhou Yi and them, and frowned as soon as she took half a sip of the cup: "What kind of tea is this, so oily?"

"Why don't you say you're uneducated?"

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "This is called bak kut tea, and it was brought to Xinjiapi by Guangdong and Fujian people who worked as coolies at Clarke Quay in the 19th century. The broth is sweet, with an aromatic medicinal flavor and a spicy pepper, which is very replenishing. There are also people who are not distressed, but because 'Satay Rice Noodles' is a family dish of Chaozhou people, just like the soybean juice fritters we eat, but the He family created this Satay fried noodles, which is the essence of their three generations, I ordered this dish, but she didn't dare to underestimate it. ”

In fact, Zhou Yi is not clear, 'Satay fried noodles' is not only the He family's family dish, but also the He family's inherited kung fu dish, if you can't do this, then you are not qualified to say that you are a descendant of the He family, and his order is tantamount to launching the strongest challenge to He Wenxiu!

This is all made by the 'loser's monument', and Zhou Yi feels that it is too much to engrave the names of the losers in the challenge on the monument, so that the diners who come and go can see it. He also wants to remind He Wenxiu that the world is so big, it is not that there is no one who can surpass you, even in Chaozhou cuisine. However, Zhou Yi is also on the matter, and he still admires the stoic and fierce personality of the Chaozhou people very much.

"Third child, you know a lot, I haven't seen how much you love to read when you were in college."

Zhu Xiaohua's eyes straightened when she heard this, and Liu Wu's eyes were full of admiration when she looked at Zhou Yi, and women couldn't resist knowledgeable men the most.

"Don't praise me, I just saw this from the recipe, hehe"

"I wiped it, and I was almost fooled by you. Zhu Xiaohua suddenly rolled her eyes, and the catkins and 'flowers' also giggled, feeling that Zhou Yi was getting more and more sullen.

"Uncle Zhou, will you win?" children are always the most direct, and they care about the result.

"What do you say?" Zhou Yi laughed and said, "When did Uncle Zhou disappoint Ye Zi?"

It didn't take long for a plate of hot and fragrant satay fried noodles to be placed in front of Zhou Yi. This time, the Chinese beauty came with him, as well as He Wenxiu, the owner and chef of 'Jalan Xiang Pavilion'.

He Wenxiu himself is quieter than in the photo, his hands are white and thin, better than the hands of a big girl, just looking at these hands, Zhou Yi knows that this person's knife work and carving skills must be top-notch, and these are exactly the necessary foundations of a top chef.

"Mr. Zhou, please taste it. ”

This world-class chef even speaks quietly, without any fireworks, knowing that he is a chef, I don't know that I think he is a genuine literati, at least a hundred times better than Liu Ke's appearance.

"Hehe, then I'll be ugly, well, it's really good"

Even if Zhou Yi had never eaten satay fried noodles before, with the eyes and sense of smell of today's god of food, he knew that this plate of rice noodles was almost impeccable, and I am afraid that if you look at the entire Chaozhou and add a new skin, no one can surpass He Wenxiu.

This dish is somewhat similar to the fried rice noodles popular in Guangxi, but the rice noodles are more sophisticated, and they should be put into the pot as soon as they are rolled in boiling water, and the amount of oil and oil temperature should be controlled very well.

And this dish also pays attention to the preparation of sauces, the selection and cooking of clams, so that the umami of clams and the mellow taste of the sauce are immersed in the powder at the same time, but they cannot be mixed, and the integrity and bite of the rice noodles must be maintained.

Judging from the color and taste alone, the satay fried noodles made by He Wenxiu not only tasted just right, but also the umami of the sauce and clams was clearly layered and not mixed, which was already ninety points.

Zhou Yi picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of rice noodles into his mouth, chewed it gently, first there was a feeling of spring, then it melted in his mouth, and his mouth was full of fragrant teeth, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly: "No wonder Mr. He can win so many honors, and even be hired as the chef of Prime Minister Xinjiapi, it is really a good craft? This satay rice is impeccable, and it really deserves 100 points." ”

"100 points? Third child, didn't you admit defeat so quickly?"

Zhu Xiaohua's face changed when she heard this, it was nothing to be kicked out and continue to line up in the rain, but she couldn't afford to lose her face? The fat man in front of her was a role model.

The catkins and flowers were also a little worried Looking at Zhou Yi, the small leaves were the most direct, and the circles under their eyes were red.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhou is really a connoisseur and a gourmet with good character. ”

He Wenxiu nodded slightly, and seemed to appreciate Zhou Yi's conduct. In fact, he already knew the result from the time he made this satay fried noodles, because no one can do it better than him, and he firmly believes in this!

"Yes, we thank Mr. Zhou for his honesty and appreciation, so 'Jalan Xiang Ge' will give you a free meal as our return. However, Mr. Zhou's name still has to be engraved on the 'Lost Monument', because this is a rule set by our ancestors, and we can't break it."

The Chinese beauty also smiled and said apologetically.

"I said, they're all from Huaxia, it's a bit too much, right?"

Zhu Xiaohua was not calm, she thought that Zhou Yi had won, but she didn't expect it to be such an ending. If Zhou Yi's name is really engraved on that shame monument, will he still have the face to eat and drink in Yunshui Mountain in the future?

"Why don't you do that? You don't need to do it, but don't engrave your name either, okay?" Even the catkins couldn't bear it anymore, and they spoke with a bit of pleading.

"I'm afraid this won't work, our 'Jalan Xiang Pavilion' is here according to the rules, and before the challenge, I have already informed Mr. Zhou of the rules"

The Chinese beauty smiled beautifully, and the refusal was also very happy.

"Hehe, I think the two of you have misunderstood, did I say I want to admit defeat?"

Zhou Yi smiled faintly and said: "Yes, Mr. He's satay fried noodles are the ultimate, but this is just the ultimate of satay fried noodles, not the ultimate of the esophagus." I'm afraid it's not enough to win me with such a satay fried noodles. ”

"Haha, third, I knew that you still had a backhand. I'm rubbing, I'm scared to death!"

"Brother Zhou"

"Uncle Zhou"

The situation took a turn for the worse, Zhu Xiaohua and Liu Wu almost jumped up excitedly when they heard Zhou Yi's words. Xiao Yezi jumped up directly, and reached out to grab the rice noodles in excitement.

"Mr. Zhou, what do you mean by that? The ultimate in esophagus? Do you think that I haven't achieved this satay fried noodles?"

He Wenxiu stared at Zhou Yi with blazing eyes, as if he was analyzing whether he was really a Taoist or a big talker. Over the years, he has seen a lot of people who have gone to the 'Jalan Xiang Pavilion' to blow the atmosphere, but aren't they all disgraced and embarrassed?

"There are people who can achieve the ultimate in every kind of food, but this extreme is just for the average chef or diner, but few people know that the real extreme is the ultimate in the esophagus."

Zhou Yi said with a smile: "This is the further reason of the 100-foot pole head, your satay fried noodles are a 100-foot pole, ordinary people will think that they have grown to the extreme, but can it be an inch longer? If you can do it, it is to break through to the extreme of the esophagus." ”

"Mom, the third child is either stupid or crazy, and he has the potential to become a magic stick?" Zhu Xiaohua listened with straight eyes, and the catkins and flowers looked around at a loss, Brother Zhou is nothing, right?

"Haha, hahahahahaha"

He Wenxiu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "What a strange theory! I originally thought that Mr. Zhou was an honest person, but I didn't expect that he was just a person who talked about it! You can go, my He family has inherited cooking skills for three generations, relying on real talent and learning, but not being bluffed!"

This chef with a quiet personality was angry, and at this moment in his eyes, Zhou Yi had become a complete liar, a big talker, and a god

"Hehe, Mr. He doesn't believe me?"

Zhou Yi smiled slightly: "Then borrow your kitchen and stove, let me also make a satay fried noodles, please Mr. He also taste it, and score me, how about it?"

"Of course, Meizhen, you can take Mr. Zhou to the kitchen. He can use all the resources in the kitchen at will, and I am waiting here to taste Mr. Zhou's so-called esophagus extreme, hehe"

Watching Zhou Yi walk out of the private room, He Wenxiu just sneered. Zhu Xiaohua and the others stared at each other, and they all felt that Zhou Yi's cowhide was blown up this time, three generations of people have made this thing, you have only eaten it once, and you dare to boast about the extreme of the esophagus, this is too, right?

Zhou Yi didn't let everyone wait too long, it only took more than ten minutes, and a plate of satay fried noodles was placed in front of He Wenxiu.

"Mr. Ho, please taste it. Zhou Yi smiled slightly.

"This plate of powder"

Just glanced at it, He Wenxiu's expression immediately turned solemn. Is this Zhou Yi also from Chaozhou? Judging from this powder alone, it doesn't look like he is doing it for the first time, but it looks like he has worked hard for more than ten or twenty years.

Although I haven't eaten it yet, judging from the color and taste alone, Zhou Yi's powder is exactly the same as his, it looks like it was carved out of a mold, not to mention Zhu Xiaohua and other laymen, even He Wenxiu was a little skeptical that he was dazzled.

But even so, it is impossible for this powder to surpass itself!

He Wenxiu still has this confidence.

But when he took a bite of fried noodles, his eyes widened suddenly, and as if he had accidentally bit his tongue, he jumped up from his seat, grabbed Zhou Yi and said: "Mr. Zhou, how did you do it! This is the ultimate of esophagus? It's so delicious, it's so delicious! Please, tell me your trick, okay?"

His violent reaction surprised Zhu Xiaohua and the others and the Chinese beauty, and they really couldn't figure out why he, who was still confident and calm a moment ago, suddenly seemed to be crazy, could this powder really be so delicious?

Everyone couldn't help but pick up their chopsticks, pick up the rice noodles and put them in their mouths

(To be continued)