"But what if the guests eat the dumplings first, and then eat your dumplings?" asked Jiro Kohashi, the last doubt in his mind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Then the result will be just the opposite!" Liu Mang spread his hands: "My dumplings will become so unpalatable that I can't swallow them at all." ”

"You're so lucky, Liu Mangjun. Everyone eats the dumplings first, and then eats the rice balls. ”

"It's not luck, it's a matter of course!"

"Rightfully so?"

"That's right, if all the people invited today are Chinese, the result is really hard to say, but if it is all you Dongying people, then they will definitely not eat the ball first." ”

"Why?"

"Master, I've heard it when I came. In Toei, dumplings are not a staple dish, but are categorized as a dish to be eaten with rice. Just imagine, under the long-term habit, who will pick up the rice first and then eat the vegetables?" Liu Mang laughed.

"Ah!!h

"Liu Mangjun, you are so good!" After waiting for a while, Erlang Kobashi looked at Liu Mang with a shocked expression.

In a short period of time, you can find out the flaws of the other party from the complex flavor and quickly resolve them. The understanding and control of ingredients can be described as superb.

Not only that, but this young man has a thorough understanding of the changes in people's hearts. He has a keen sense of observation of things around him, and looking at these two points alone, I am afraid that it has long gone beyond cooking.

"You really did something!" What I didn't expect was that after listening to Liu Mang's answer, Hideo Fukuda immediately shouted.

"Do you have any tricks, is there a rule that you can't enlarge green onions in the dishes?" Liu Mang snorted coldly.

"If you hadn't ruined the taste of my rice balls, how could I have lost!" Hideo Fukuda began to play like a scolding in the street.

"Enough! You are simply a disgrace to our Dongying cooking world!" Kohashi Jiro couldn't help but reprimand angrily: "Don't you know how difficult it is to reach the level of Liu Mangjun?

After Jiro Kohashi's words were finished, the diners around him also felt the same way, and they all cast disdainful glances at Hideo Fukuda.

"Liu Mangjun, I hope to compete with you again!" Seeing everyone's mocking eyes, Fukuda Hideo felt like a lost dog, eager to find a hole to drill into. But the more this is the case, the more he has to find a way to redeem the lost dignity.

"There's no need for that!" Liu Mang shrugged his shoulders and his eyes were blazing: "The gap between you and me is too big, if you want to get the recipe back, you should call your master to come, I will accompany you at any time!"

"Okay, then you wait! I won't give up just yet!" Seeing Liu Mang's merciless rejection of his proposal, Fukuda Hideo's chest rose and fell violently, and it took a while to ease up.

"Let's go, Fukuda-kun, let's go first. Hachiro Yamano's face was also pale, and he pulled Hideo Fukuda's sleeve and whispered.

Hideo Fukuda stomped his foot, glared at Liu Mang hatefully, picked up the crowd of onlookers, and left in disgrace.

"Wonderful! It's so exciting!" Jiro Kohashi took the lead in applauding: "Thank you very much Liu Mangjun, the dishes you brought us today let me see another possibility of cooking." ”

"It's over, master. Liu Mang smiled slightly.

"No, I'm telling the truth!" Jiro Kohashi sighed sincerely, "I never thought that I could combine two different ingredients with each other to have such an effect." So if the other way around, if two ingredients that don't taste good are combined together, can it become even better?"

"Absolutely. ”

"Well, I have an idea now, let's try it out. Jiro Kobashi pulled Liu Mang towards his workbench, eager to verify it.

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"Yaga! I didn't expect to lose like this!" Hideo Fukuda slammed a fist into the back of the front seat in a Toyota parked outside the hotel.

"Fukuda-kun, don't worry! We'll still have a chance!" Hachiro Yamano comforted as he handed over a bottle of water.

"Of course you're not in a hurry! The recipe isn't yours!" Hideo Fukuda's heart was bleeding as soon as he thought of the recipe he lost.

This was passed on to him by the teacher! There are dozens of descendants of Pingchuan Chaos in Dongying, and only he can get this page of recipes.

It can be seen that its practical significance has gone beyond the recipe itself, and is more of an affirmation of itself.

If Hirakawa knows that he lost the recipe, then the possibility of inheriting his mantle in the future will be greatly reduced.

"There is no way now, I can only ask His Excellency Hirakawa to solve it. Hachiro Yamano thought about it and suggested.

Having lost the bet this time, Hachiro Yamano did not have any psychological burden. And he didn't put the treasure on Hideo Fukuda.

It's better to win, it's okay if you can't win, anyway, the recipe is not your own, and you don't feel distressed if you lose. His main purpose is to lead out the Hirakawa Rebellion behind Hideo Fukuda.

Hideo Fukuda watched the whole process of the Chinese Chef Competition, and knew Liu Mang's strength in cooking.

In his opinion, in addition to a few great gods who have retired in Dongying, only that 'ghost chef' is likely to compete with Liu Mang.

"I have to get the recipe back before the teacher knows about it, otherwise it will make a bad impression on the teacher." Hideo Fukuda didn't even think about it, so he refused.

"I'm afraid your teacher will know about it soon! Don't forget, many of the guests invited today are from major newspapers, magazines, and television stations, and this news cannot be concealed. ”

"Then what should I do! You must help me!" Hideo Fukuda was anxious when he heard this.

After following Pingchuan for many years, he knows the old man's temper very well, and if this news is exposed, he will definitely be kicked out.

After struggling for so many years, he will soon learn all the secret skills of the Pingchuan Rebellion, and Hideo Fukuda doesn't want to end up in a bamboo basket for nothing.

"Paper can't contain fire! I think you should tell Your Excellency Hirakawa frankly, I want the president to help me plead for mercy, and it will be fine. ”

"Really?" asked Hideo Fukuda eagerly, as if grasping at a life-saving straw.

"Hmm. It's absolutely fine!" Hachiro Yamano nodded heavily: "With the friendship of President President and His Excellency Hiragawa is naturally fine. Maybe your teacher will reward you. ”

"How is it possible? I lost, but the teacher's most proud trophy!" Hideo Fukuda shook his head, incredulous.

"Fukuda-kun, when I came, the chairman told me an inside story. Hachiro Yamano turned to the side and said mysteriously.

"What the inside story?"

"Do you know how Your Excellency Hirakawa is blind in his left eye?"

"How are you blind?" Fukuda's curiosity was immediately aroused.

Hideo Fukuda was one of the first students to follow Hirakawa, but he had never heard Hirakawa mention it, and he didn't know how the teacher's eyes were blind. It's just that I saw that Pingchuan Chaos wore a black eye patch all year round, and he didn't even take it off when he slept.

"Your teacher's left eye has something to do with the Chinese just now!"

"No, that Chinese kid is so old, he probably hasn't even seen my teacher!" Hideo Fukuda was taken aback.

"It's not him, it's his master, the former Chinese kitchen god, the head chef of the Chinese Manhan Mansion - Lin Modi!"

"Ah, it's him, the one who lost to my teacher?"