Chapter 136: Cooking Competition

The old man Wang Xinsheng felt as if the taste buds in his mouth were about to explode with happiness, and his taste buds were far more sensitive than ordinary people, so the delicious stimulation on his taste buds was also greater than that of ordinary people. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

However, the old man Wang Xinsheng's endurance is super strong, which is a necessary qualification for a top chef, just like a barmaid must have a large amount of alcohol.

The old man Wang Xinsheng actually admired Boss Gao's cooking skills in his heart, but it was not good enough for him to admit defeat directly, after all, Wang Xinsheng is not only the 19th generation of the imperial chef, he is also the only heir of the Wang family's gardening secret method.

When cooking is at its peak, it must be combined with gardening and even manufacturing technology to make further progress.

The best ingredients are different chefs will make different flavors, and the ingredients grown by themselves are different, like the old man Wang Xinsheng can know the situation of each vegetable in his garden, such a meticulous understanding will naturally help to cook, sometimes it is such a slight difference in ingredients, so that the heat needs to be fine-tuned, so that the dishes will reach a new height in taste.

Old man Wang Xinsheng needs to forcibly distract himself, otherwise he will definitely dance because of the delicious taste in his mouth.

In order not to lose his temper and not make a fool of himself, Wang Xinsheng can only continue to distract himself, otherwise, his concentration will not be able to support it.

The old man Wang Xinsheng knew that the diners around him were waiting to see his jokes, after all, his attitude was too arrogant just now, and he was ashamed to challenge Boss Gao, so it was just a matter of saying it in other places, but in the emperor's farmhouse, if the old man Wang Xinsheng didn't have a few real skills, he would really be laughed at by everyone.

Wang Xin Sage is old and refined, and naturally knows the price of his arrogance, so he must hold back his appearance, otherwise he will lose to Boss Gao without comparing?

And what made the old man Wang Xinsheng even more embarrassed was that these meals were almost all invited by the mustache, although he said that he would treat him if he won or lost, but if the old man Wang Xinsheng really lost to Boss Gao in cooking, then he would really blush.

Because Li Hai wants to force this old man to challenge Boss Gao, this can not only kill the arrogance of this old man, but also take the opportunity to put some pressure on Boss Gao, so that Boss Gao knows that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and the provincial boss Gao will ask for leave when he is arrogant, so that he has no food to eat.

Wang Xinsheng recalled the situation in his vegetable garden, but as he continued to taste the food cooked by Boss Gao, every cell in his body was now filled with a feeling of happiness, but in order to kill Boss Gao's majesty, he could only maintain a frowning bitter gourd face shape.

"Ah, old man, is this food really so unpalatable?" asked Lehi, touching his mustache.

"Ah, old man. My brother-in-law asked you?" Wang Da Fat was pulling the fried rice with divine eggs, and muttered by the way.

"You eat yours, my grandfather Wang doesn't want anyone to disturb him when he tastes it. Wang Caifeng had already finished eating the white rice and was swallowing his saliva.

"Hmph, I don't believe your grandfather Wang's taste can be so bad!" Li Hai said unconvinced, touching his mustache.

"Uncle Mustache, if you still want to see my Grandpa Wang and Brother Gao try their cooking skills, then don't bother my Grandpa Wang to try the dishes. Wang Caifeng said a little playfully.

"Little girl, my name is Li Hai, you can call me Uncle Hai. Of course, you can also call me Uncle Mustache. Lehi touched his mustache and became triumphant again.

"What little girl? My name is Wang Caifeng, you can call me by my name, or you can call me Xiaofeng. Wang Caifeng suddenly said seriously.

"Okay, Miss Xiaofeng, I won't disturb your Grandpa Wang to try the dishes. Lehi's hand touching his mustache suddenly covered his mouth.

The old monster Wang, who was concentrating on trying the food, wanted to strangle Lehi to death, and he was using his ancestral single-minded double-use stunt to block his wild outburst, but Lehi inadvertently almost broke his single-minded stunt.

Wang Laowei is concentrating on tasting the taste of the dish, and is concentrating on analyzing the origin and planting method of the ingredients of the dish.

When he ate the potato beef stew just now, he almost tasted the origin of the potato, but it was masked by the smell of the beef.

The taste of that beef is very strange, it is the kind of happy ingredient in it, although Wang Lao Wei has not studied meat much, but that feeling is still there, how can there be a happy ingredient of beef?

Wang Laowei's mind was completely attracted by the strange taste of beef, but at this time, Wang Laowei was not worried that he would not be able to control his emotions and make a fool of himself, he was worried that his ingredients would lose to Boss Gao.

This conclusion made Wang Laowei very frustrated, and at this time, Wang Laowei's frowning bitter gourd face was not pretending.

However, Wang Laowei quickly wanted to open it again, he could cook with Boss Gao at this time, and he was very confident in the vegetables in his garden, and he firmly believed that the vegetables in his garden were the best dishes in the world.

Wang Laowei, who had regained his self-confidence, was refreshed, which made him almost jump up with excitement again, which showed that Boss Gao's dishes had reached a very high level.

However, at this time, Wang Laowei also tried almost it, although he now wanted to sweep away all the leftovers on the dinner table unscrupulously, but in order to maintain the dignity of his imperial chef heir, he could only put down his chopsticks first.

Syllable!

"Xiaofeng, you eat all the rest of the food, we countrymen are not allowed to waste food. Wang Lao Wei put down the chopsticks to avoid the smell and commanded.

"Okay!" Wang Caifeng, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately picked up the chopsticks to avoid the smell and started the liquidation operation.

"Hey, old man, how did you taste, do you dare to challenge our boss Gao?" asked Lehi proudly as he touched his mustache.

"It's not a challenge, it's a cooking competition, I don't know if your boss Gao dares to accept it! hehe!" Wang raised his chin proudly.

If Wang Lao Wei was still arrogant before he tried it, then he dared to challenge Boss Gao after this tasting, which is really two times.

This immediately aroused the interest of all the diners present, while the high boss in the kitchen was concentrating on cooking as if nothing happened.

"Hahaha, your chef here doesn't dare to take the call, the old man is leaving, has Xiaofeng eaten well?"

"Who is so presumptuous here?" Gao Xiaoleng, who was wearing a kitchen god suit, suddenly walked out of the kitchen.

Bang Bang Bang ......

Thunderous applause!

"You still came out in the end, if you agree to the competition, we will have a big one, the old man and I will contact the food column on the tip of the tongue in this city, let's go directly to the TV public competition, do you dare to take it?"