readx;?“ Come on, everyone, try it for free! My master is Chef Zhu in Beijing......"

"The imperial meal is free to taste, the opportunity is rare, and there is no such shop in this village after that!"

"Why are you so ignorant? My master learned from the imperial chef!"

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Duan Quanquan shouted on the street for a long time with his voice in his voice, except for a few old men who came over to take a look, other ordinary people passing by didn't pay attention to him at all, treating him as a mental problem. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ【】

Will the chefs of the capital come here?

And free tasting?

What Chef Zhu has never heard of......

No matter how Duan Quanquan blows, there is still no ordinary person who is willing to go to his side. Duan Quanquan was depressed in his heart, if he was in the capital, he would raise his arms like this, as long as he was in the name of Chef Zhu, let alone free, even if he was paying, he would come in line.

You must know that not everyone is lucky enough to be able to eat the Manchu and Han banquets made by Chef Zhu, even if some dignitaries in the capital want to eat it, they may not be able to eat it, and there is also the mood to see Chef Zhu.

However, the name of Chef Zhu in the capital is obviously not easy to use in this Zhi'an City. It's not as effective as Lin Feng's little hero name, seeing that Lin Feng's side has quickly recruited fifty people, and the two or three elderly middle-aged women who have come over to talk about it are easy to talk about, Zhu Hongming really feels that he has been greatly insulted, and it is an invisible insult brought to him by the people of Zhi'an City.

"Chef Zhu, how about it? Fifty public judges on my side have already been found, when can you get it done here? Otherwise, we won't be able to start cooking! Do you want me to help you?" Lin Feng walked over with a smile and said.

"My master is the chef of the capital, stinky boy, where can I use your help?" Duan Quanquan said with a dead face.

"However, it seems that your name as a chef in the capital doesn't work in our Zhi'an City!"

Lin Feng looked at Zhu Hongming's angry face, and said, "If Chef Zhu doesn't dislike it, there are still a lot of passers-by here who want to try it, if you are not afraid that I will cheat, let them come!"

"Okay! you can do this, everyone, let's go in and get ready to cook!"

Zhu Hongming, who was already consciously insulted because he was ignored by passers-by, shook off his black face and walked back to the Hero Restaurant with Duan Quanquan.

And Lin Feng naturally recruited the remaining more than forty public judges very quickly, a total of 100 public judges, all of whom were temporarily found from the street, although many of them came for Lin Feng's face, but there was absolutely no possibility of fraud.

What's more, Lin Feng doesn't bother to cheat at all, today he wants to make this chef Zhu Hongming lose convincingly, but he has to pay his wife and soldiers.

In the Hero's Restaurant, a hundred public judges found on the street all sat on the sidelines and waited for the kitchen to be served. At present, some waiters have sent them some appetizers and fruit snacks, tea and so on, and one person has given them 20 improvisation judges.

As they ate fruit snacks, they began to talk.

"It turns out that this hero restaurant was opened by the little hero Lin Feng, I really didn't know before. I just think the decoration of this hero restaurant is quite magnificent......"

"Yes, I didn't expect that the little hero Lin Feng would even be able to cook, I heard that today I am going to learn cooking skills with the chef from the capital, we are judges, and I will definitely vote for the little hero Lin Feng in a while." ”

Lin Feng just said that the vote should be fair. Even if you want to win, you have to win with dignity, anyway, we don't care whose dish it is for a while, as long as it is delicious. ”

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The hundred public judges were already waiting to sit in the hall of the Hero Restaurant, and in the kitchen, Lin Feng and Zhu Hongming wrote down the ingredients needed for the twenty dishes they made and asked the chefs of the Hero Restaurant to prepare them.

When Lin Feng was about to start, Zhu Hongming suddenly stared at the pot in the hero restaurant and shook his head, and said with disgust: "Your hero restaurant is of low grade, and you still use such a pot." With such a pot, the dishes made will at least taste a grade lower. ”

"Yo Heh, Chef Zhu, you can't make delicious dishes by yourself, so you deliberately dislike our pot, right? You shouldn't be an ambush, right? Don't you lose to our family's Xiaofeng in the end, you have to rely on the pot of our hero restaurant, then we really can't do anything about you?"

As soon as Mother Lin saw that Zhu Hongming was chirping crookedly at the kitchen utensils in the kitchen, she immediately scolded.

"Hey, why are you talking like that? You guys are really bad pots. How do you cook it?"

Zhu Hongming's face turned red when Lin Mu said this, and he said to his apprentice Duan Quanquan, "Quanquan, you go to the hotel and take out the pot we brought, but let them open their eyes." This is made of materials that came back from the sky with Shenzhou 6, is it comparable to these mortal irons?"

"Yes, Master, I'll go right away!" Duan Quanquan replied, and immediately ran back to the hotel next door to get the pot. They originally came to Zhi'an City to help the hero restaurant cook, and the special kitchen knife was allowed to be on the plane, so they brought this special pot.

After a while, Duan Quanquan came back with a black and shiny special pot, but Lin Feng laughed when he saw this: "I said Chef Zhu, dare you fly from the capital to Zhi'an City, and you still carry a black pot on your back all the way? However, I don't think your pot is very good! Maybe, after coming to our Zhi'an City, you will not be accustomed to the water and soil!"

"Phew! My pot is made of alloy from Shenzhou 6. The oil temperature can be quickly heated up and controlled, and your pots are literally one heaven and one underground compared to mine. Let you open your eyes now......"

As he spoke, Zhu Hongming said that he wanted to show his hand, and immediately put the pot on the stove and put a small half pot of peanut oil into the pot.

"See? If it's your ordinary pot, the oil temperature will rise to this level, at least twice as slowly. After only ten seconds, the domestic oil temperature had really risen, and a trace of white smoke began to emit, and Zhu Hongming was able to show off.

"Turtles, have you seen it? A good horse must be saddled, and the kitchen utensils used by a top chef like my master must also be this space alloy, you know?" Duan Quanquan also approached the pot and exclaimed triumphantly.

"Oh, yes, Master Zhu! I don't think your pot is very good, and it's very likely that you won't be able to adapt to the soil!"

Seeing the two of them so arrogant, Lin Feng smiled slightly, and his ability to control water instantly controlled some of the water vapor in the air to quickly condense into water droplets and fall into the hot oil pot.

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