As soon as he entered the venue, Murphy saw a different atmosphere from yesterday.

Most of the people who attended yesterday were meeting for the first time, and it was inevitable that everyone would be restrained together, and the venue looked serious. After a day of getting along, everyone got to know each other, got together to talk, and there was laughter from time to time in the venue.

The crippled Chen, who didn't look amazing who borrowed fire from him just now, seemed to have become the focus of the venue, five or six people surrounded him, I don't know what they were talking about, the crippled Chen's voice was high-pitched, and he could hear his Xishu characteristic scolding from time to time.

After Mo Fei came in, the cripple Chen immediately noticed. The person next to him whispered to him, and the cripple Chen looked as usual when he heard it, then walked over with a smile and stretched out his right hand, "Haha, it was my brother and I was abrupt just now, Brother Mo Feimo, please don't be surprised." ”

Although he is thin, his palms are very wide, and his finger joints are extraordinarily thick, and he looks like a person who often does rough work.

Murphy took his grip on his hand, feeling his palm covered in calluses, like holding a piece of pine bark.

"Oh, a match, it's nothing, may I ask your name?" Murphy pretended never to hear of him.

"My name is Chen Fugui, and when I was a child, my left leg was crippled, and people gave me a nickname, and they all called me 'Cripple Chen'. You can just call me Cripple Chen. ”

The two chatted a few more words, and Mo Fei felt that although this person was unkempt and rude, he had a straightforward personality and never concealed his speech, but he was a person worth befriending.

At this time, Zhang Yunpeng passed by, greeted the crippled Chen with a smile, and said, "Chef Chen, do you also know the chef who is the biggest name in the Guiding Society?"

After speaking, Zhang Yunpeng also winked at the chefs behind him, with a look of "you know".

When the cripple Chen heard this, he laughed, patted Zhang Yunpeng on the shoulder and said, "Brother Zhang, you turtle son, you seem to be loyal, and the twists and turns in your heart are quite a lot." Do you look at Lao Tzu unpleasantly, or do you look at Brother Mo unpleasantly?"

In a word, Zhang Yunpeng was so choked that he couldn't speak, and his face was like pig's liver.

"Don't worry, Lao Tzu will do what you wish. The reason why Lao Tzu came to the Kuding Club again was because he heard that the Kuding Club had temporarily changed its rules, and what was the meaning of the Ku Ding Club just talking about it before. And this time there was a Mo Fei brother, Lao Tzu's hands were itchy, and he flew in the plane of the scared turtle son for the first time. This time, Brother Mo Fei and I will definitely have a comparison, and you don't need your turtle son to light a yin fan here. ”

A series of fast and spicy Shu words popped out of the cripple Chen's mouth like jumping beans, crackling and spraying onto Zhang Yunpeng's face. Zhang Yunpeng's face turned from red to purple, from purple to black, and he smiled, not daring to sow discord anymore, and hid to the side in a gloomy manner.

Mo Fei also laughed, this scolding of the cripple Chen was really enjoyable, he never offended anyone, but some people were not used to seeing people who were better than them, so they tried to do things and make people stronger than them stink before they were satisfied. But if they come across someone who is smelly and hard, they immediately become like pugs, both flattering and fearful.

"Brother Mo, don't take it to heart. Cripple Chen said.

"It doesn't matter. Chef Chen, now that you and I have made up our minds, how about we have a competition after the meeting begins? Of course, the purpose of our competition is only to compete, not to win or lose. ”

"Okay!

The meeting began as scheduled.

Si Chen read out the arrangements for the second day: all participants of the Kuding Club can freely form teams to compete, or they can be handed over to the contestants designated by the organizing committee, or they can not participate in the competition and only observe the competition of others. However, as long as someone challenges it, the challenged person must play. And only those who participate in the competition and win multiple rounds of the competition, and then after being interviewed by Situ Yu in person, will have the opportunity to win the "Star of Kuding" and be promoted to star chef.

After reading it, he took out a yellow envelope, opened it, and opened the envelope, which contained a blank piece of paper with two large characters written on it: Homely.

This is the topic of today's competition - home cooking, written by Situ Yu, who is sitting on the Taishi chair and as stable as Mount Tai. The duration of the game is 15 minutes.

Home-cooked food is all-encompassing, and the taste is even more varied, and there is no uniform standard to measure. In the big and small cooking competitions, most of them are divided by the ingredients, after all, the same ingredient, although the method is different, but at least the standard is formulated, so that it is easy to score. If you use a general home-cooked meal as the topic, it will be difficult to grasp when grading.

At this time, the five judges who were invited by Situ Yu all looked as usual, and it seemed that they had breathed in advance.

However, the chefs who participated in the meeting became a "pot of porridge". Everyone turned their attention to Cripple Chen, and they all knew that when it came to cooking home-cooked food, almost no one present was Cripple Chen's opponent, except for the somewhat mysterious, out-of-the-box Mo Fei.

Cripple Chen is a street chef who has been stir-frying home-cooked dishes for more than ten years, and his skills are profound. Moreover, he was originally reluctant to participate in the Kuding Club, but suddenly came again on the second day of the competition, which always smelled of "conspiracy". Could it be that this meeting was not held for Mo Fei, but for the cripple Chen?

That's interesting.

After everyone touched the taste, they gradually developed the psychology of "sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight" - anyway, there is no certainty of winning the cripple Chen, it is better to watch the duel between the cripple Chen and Mo Fei.

The noise in the field has not stopped, and one voice overwhelms the audience:

"I challenge the cripple Chen!"

Everyone looked at it, it was Wu Xiujun, who had been silent. He stood up and greeted the crippled Chen. The cripple Chen also nodded, he came to try to compete, no matter who the other party is, the battle is it!

As soon as the words fell, someone on the other side stood up and shouted, "I'm going to challenge Murphy!"

Everyone followed the voice, it was Zhang Yunpeng, who was scolded by the cripple Chen and his red face had not faded.

There's a lot to see now!

Wu Xiujun in Shanghai is a young and handsome man, with outstanding strength, and many fans on the Internet, although he lost to Mo Fei yesterday, but it was just a literary test, and what everyone values most is real cooking skills;

With these two people's call, the atmosphere was warm, and the young chefs who were unwilling to be left behind also named and debated, wanting to compare their cooking skills.

Wu Yujun was in a fluctuating mood at this time, his face was red and white, and he was obviously popular. She muttered in her heart, "Mo Fei, there's only so much I can do for you. This stinky roc, you did it on purpose, go back and be careful that I cut your dog's head!

It turned out that she had just gone to her brother Wu Xiujun and asked her brother to compete with Cripple Chen, the purpose was to let Mo Fei understand Cripple Chen's strength and means in advance, so that Mo Fei would not be prepared at all when the two of them faced each other.

Of course, Wu Xiujun didn't understand his sister's intentions, but his sister proposed to see himself compete with the cripple Chen, and he happily stood up - it doesn't matter if he wins or loses, as long as his sister is happy.

The crippled Chen was lame, still carrying the bag converted from the snakeskin bag, walked slowly to the ingredients area, stretched out his hand, and said to Wu Xiujun: "Brother, I have watched your Weibo video, the dishes are very high-end, and the techniques are also old-fashioned. But when it comes to home-cooked food, I'm sure it's better than you. ”

Cripple Chen has this kind of character, straight to the point, and shows no mercy at all.

Wu Xiujun was originally a proud person, but he was "killed" by Mo Fei yesterday and lost his armor before he realized that the world is so big, capable people hide dragons and crouching tigers, and they can't tolerate their own arrogance, and only by lowering their stature can they learn to succeed in cooking.

Therefore, he didn't care too much about the words of the cripple Chen, and just smiled: "I did my best, and it was nothing if I lost to you, it was just that I was not good at learning." ”

After saying this, Wu Xiujun felt more calm, calm, and more concentrated, and faintly felt that he had washed away the label that had been put on his body by others, and his gestures seemed to be a different person.

"Could it be that my realm has improved?" Wu Xiujun was a little puzzled, and he was more eager to try the game.

Wu Xiujun, who is at the peak of level 9, has never been able to touch the threshold of a professional one-star, and it seems that the gap with the professional one-star is very small, but this thin "window paper" can never be broken.

At this moment, he had a feeling that no matter whether he won or lost the competition, his cooking skills would definitely improve, and he might even touch that threshold.

Thinking of this, he was arrogant and took the piece of pork belly closest to him.