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They had never eaten such delicious noodles, as if all the cells in their bodies were activated, and their bodies were instantly rejuvenated and energetic.

Except for Professor Li, the other four judges almost lost their minds, ate like crazy, and quickly cleaned up the Yangchun noodles.

Li Fengshui was stunned, thinking that these four old customers had been enchanted.

The waiter and his disciples in the shop were even more surprised, they had never seen anyone eat like this, as if they had been hungry for many days.

After eating, the four of them glanced at each other, and no one dared to look at Li Fengshui.

"Four, how does this Yangchun noodle taste, can you score it now?" Professor Li asked.

Now a fool can see that Li Fengshui's face has lost, and it is a complete defeat!

The scene was silent, Li Fengshui's face was gloomy, he didn't believe that his face would lose, let alone lose so badly.

Professor Li didn't seem to care about Li Fengshui's attitude, and then said: "Since you don't speak, then let's raise your hand to vote, if you think the beef noodles are delicious, please raise your hand." ”

The female judge, Yaru, clenched her fist and put her right hand on her shoulder, but she looked left and right, and no one raised her hand, so she opened her right hand, tugged at the folds on the clothes on her shoulder, and put it down again.

No one raised their hand!

There was silence in the kitchen of Nuoda, and even a needle falling on the ground seemed to be a loud thunder!

There is a water pipe in the kitchen that is not turned off properly, and the sound of "ticking and ticking" water is like a 100-meter waterfall, which is deafening.

Li Fengshui's body trembled, as if he couldn't stand, his legs kept shaking, Xiao San saw it, and hurriedly helped the master.

Li Fengshui shook his right hand and threw Xiao San's hand aside.

"Everyone thinks Yangchun noodles are delicious, please raise your hand. ”

Professor Li still has the same tone, unhurried, unhurried.

After speaking, he took the lead in raising his hand.

The man with fat glasses slowly raised his hand.

The old man surnamed Zhang also raised his hand.

The other also raised his hand.

Yaru sighed and resolutely raised her hand.

"The five of us agreed that Yangchun noodles are delicious, thank you!"

Professor Li stood up, walked up to Murphy, and shook his hand.

"Thank you very much for giving me an extraordinary experience! I am the dean of the School of Gastronomy of Canghai University, my name is Li Qinghua, you can come to me when you have time. ”

"I ...... My name is Murphy!"

The two of them hadn't finished their greeting when they were interrupted by a shouting from the kitchen.

"I don't believe that you can make more noodles than me!"

It was Li Fengshui, who was standing there with a blue face, his whole body trembled, and his expression was a little hideous.

Once again, the scene fell into a terrible silence.

Li Qinghua didn't seem to notice it, picked up the bowl of noodles left in front of him, and walked to Li Fengshui.

"Chef Li, please try it!"

Li Fengshui didn't answer, but glanced at Xiao San beside him, Xiao San quickly took it, took out a pair of chopsticks, took a bite of noodles and put it in his mouth.

Xiao San's eyes lit up, but then his expression darkened, but he was reluctant to spit it out, but swallowed it directly.

"Division...... Master, good ...... Good...... Delicious......"

Xiao San said in a whisper, his voice was so small that only Li Fengshui, who was standing next to him, could barely hear it.

Li Fengshui snatched the chopsticks, picked up a noodle, and ate it in his mouth.

He tasted it carefully, chewing a noodle for some time, and finally swallowed it into his stomach.

His face changed and changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he suddenly fell, like a straightened band, overstretched, and could never recover.

"Alas......"

Li Fengshui sighed, slowly turned around, and walked out of the kitchen.

"Master......" his apprentices shouted from behind.

"I am not worthy to be your master, you ...... Let's go!" The voice was a little desolate and helpless, like a defeated rooster, withdrawing from the battlefield.

Several of his apprentices and more than a dozen waiters were chasing after him, looking overwhelmed.

Mo Fei hurriedly pushed aside the crowd: "Chef Li, please stay!"

Li Fengshui slowly stood up and turned around.

"Master Mo, you are deeply hidden, Li admires, the eldest husband does what he says, you will be my Li Fengshui's master in the future!

When the chef accepts apprentices, he must worship the incense case and apprentice to the master, kowtow eight times, and serve three glasses of wine, which is a sign of respect for the master.

"Wait!" said Murphy waved his hand.

"Chef Li, you are a senior, I am a junior, and I am not here today to compete with each other, but to learn from each other. The chef's skills are really good, especially the old soup, I can't make it!"

Mo Fei didn't lie, the old soup is the essence of beef noodles, Li Fengshui has been cooking the old soup since the opening of the store, the taste is extremely mellow, so it has become a major feature of the food street, attracting many diners every day.

"Moreover, I can only make Yangchun noodles now, which is too far from you, Chef. ”

Li Fengshui was stunned, he thought that Mo Fei was provoking, but he didn't expect Mo Fei to be so honest.

"I ...... I ......"

Li Fengshui, who is cold and serious on weekdays, became cramped and uneasy, like a schoolboy who made a mistake.

"It's not too early now, my small shop still has to open, and I'm missing you, Professor Li and Chef Li, let's see you back." ”

With that, Murphy walked out of the store quickly, ignoring the gaze cast at him, and quickly disappeared around the corner of the alley.

The guys in the beef noodle king were deeply relieved, it turned out that people didn't smash the field, I don't know where the masters came from, they just came here to practice.

Li Fengshui looked at the place where Mo Fei had disappeared, and a fire suddenly ignited in his heart.

"Little San, bring over the noodles that Master Mo made just now!"

Xiao San hurriedly brought up the Yangchun noodles, Li Fengshui picked up the noodles and tasted them carefully, although they were a little cold, but the umami was still very sufficient, and the noodles were still very flexible.

"What kind of trick did he use, ordinary noodles are so delicious!"

Li Fengshui quickly ate up a bowl of noodles, his eyes became more and more confused, but the respect for Mo Fei in his heart rose rapidly.

He is a pastry chef, and he has been making noodles for half his life, and he knows that it is really difficult to make such ordinary noodles without any ingredients.

"If it's really a master, he is so accomplished at such a young age, no, I have to worship him to learn!"

If his disciples and grandchildren understood Master's thoughts, their mouths would fall in shock.

After watching the excitement, the customers in the store quickly dispersed.

Almost instantly, a piece of news came out on the food street: a mysterious young chef recently came to the food street, amateur, but claimed to challenge the professional chef of the food street, the beef noodle king Li Fengshui has been defeated by him, I don't know who is the next unlucky egg.

The news spread vigorously, and many people were asking whether they had seen the young man, and some people asked Yaru and others who served as judges for verification, although they did not get an answer, but from their mysterious smiles, they all thought that the news was true.

Li Qinghua's phone rang non-stop, all of them were chefs and shop owners he knew. At first, he answered, and the content was the same, all asking him about the mysterious young man. When he called again, he hung up.

"That young man ran too fast just now, and he lost it!" Li Qinghua sighed with regret.

The food street is too big, crisscrossing several streets, forming a large block, Li Qinghua chased left and right, and never found the young man.

He sat out of breath on a bench on the side of the street, after all, people in their fifties had more than enough to do.

"Where the hell did you go?"

He turned on his phone and subconsciously opened WeChat.

"Huh!"

Li Qinghua was pleasantly surprised.