After dinner, Drunken Immortal Ju was not very busy. When Wei Lao returned home, Wan'er lay quietly on the kang and was already asleep.

Looking at the spotlessly clean up room and the rules and regulations of things being cleaned up by Wan'er, Wei Lao smiled knowingly, then sighed and shook his head. Blow out the oil lamp and go out into the courtyard.

There was a pot of wine on the stone table, Wei Lao took the wine glass, took a sip of wine, and there seemed to be the cloud in front of him, the mountain in the past, and the stormy night.

"Poor boy, the appointed time is almost up, isn't it?" Wei Lao frowned slightly.

"It's all fate, isn't it? It's another bloody storm, can't everything be changed? Wei Lao took another sip of wine and said slowly:

"Come out, I've been hiding for a long time."

"Old Wei, you won't, you're still angry." Shen Feng said timidly.

Wei Lao sometimes always has a feeling that this child is not like a five-year-old at all, maybe it is an illusion. Wei Lao shook his head, put this distracting thought behind him, and said:

"Come out, can I really deal with you as a five-year-old?"

"Okay, don't hit your head" Shen Feng walked in from outside the courtyard gate with his hands behind his back.

"What's the matter with me coming here so late when you don't sleep at home? Wan'er had already slept. Wei Lao put down his wine glass and said.

Shen Feng scratched his head, "I'm not here to find Wan'er, I'm here to find you!" ”

"Looking for me? It's fresh, aren't you afraid of my old man? Wei Lao asked curiously.

Shen Feng puffed up his chest and said proudly: "Oops! Don't scare people, I won't need to be broad-pulse from tomorrow, then I'm still afraid of you. ”

In fact, in the past few years, Shen Feng has long been familiar with Wei Lao, and his psychology is not afraid of him, he is just afraid of pain.

"Then how do you know that practicing internal strength is not more painful than a broad pulse?" Wei Lao looked at Shen Feng meaningfully and smiled.

Shen Feng was frightened into a cold sweat, and quickly changed the topic:

"Actually, I'm looking for you for tomorrow's battle."

"Oh? Look for me, you took the war book, I don't have the confidence that the dishes made by the imperial chef are delicious. Wei Lao said.

"I'm still confident that I can win him, but I need you to do me a favor!" Shen Feng raised his little face slightly.

Wei Lao was a little surprised again, and said with a smile:

"Oh? Confident? Well, if you need me to help you, say it. ”

Shen Feng mysteriously put his mouth to Wei Lao's ear and whispered.

After listening, Wei Lao asked in wonder:

"Is that okay, so that you can win over that Imperial Chef?"

Shen Feng pursed his lips and nodded confidently.

The next day, at the junction of the two taverns of Drunken Immortal Ju and Ba Pin Ge, there were two cases on each of them, on which there were all kinds of kitchen utensils, and the guys on both sides were skillfully lighting the fire.

There are already a lot of neighborhoods around, and some of them are in the mood of watching the excitement to see who is stronger in the chef father of these two taverns.

Some of them are for a free meal, but the harvest is not good this year, and the taxes on miscellaneous servants are high, and everyone is having a hard time, so they can save a meal. What's more, one side is a family of imperial chefs from the previous dynasty, and the taste must not be bad.

Everyone looked ahead, the protagonists on both sides were already in place, Master Liu of Bapinge was calmly closing his eyes and recuperating there, and Xiao Si next to him was busy working in front and back, some were scraping fish scales, and some were cleaning the whole sheep.

Neighbors whispered:

"Sure enough, it's the imperial chef, and just looking at the posture feels like half of the win."

"Oops! But it's not, you look at other people's materials, it's fish and sheep, it must be a big deal! ”

"yes, yes, I can't remember the last time I ate meat, so I have to eat a big meal today."

"Hey, look at the Drunken Immortal Residence, what is the Shen family's junior doing?"

Everyone looked and saw that Shen Feng was on a stool, meticulously washing a bunch of white radish, washing a lot, and there was a pile next to him.

"It's over, Drunken Immortal Residence is finished this time, let a five-year-old child fight, isn't this child's play?"

"Maybe I heard that the opponent is the imperial chef, and he will lose anyway, so send a child to deal with it."

"Then you can't deal with turnips, I'm hungry, how can I stand it if I drink a belly of radish soup in a while."

Hearing people's discussions, the fat boss of Bapinge became more confident, and said with his eyebrows fluttering:

"Boss Li, how is it? It's almost time, can we start? ”

Boss Li looked loveless, and said dejectedly:

"Whatever, you say start with it."

"Well, neighbors, you've been waiting for a long time. Everyone present is a judge, the soup made by the chefs on both sides, everyone tastes it for free, the pots on both sides are the same, the victory or defeat is based on the remaining ingredients in the pot, whichever side has less left will win. ”

The fat man raised his hands and said, "The game is for one hour, start now!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the Bapinge side was busy, three or four guys, hands and feet, but orderly.

Master Liu held a narrow sharp knife, skillfully sliced mutton on the whole sheep, and the pieces of mutton were as thin as cicada wings, and they were neatly stacked in the disc after the slice, which showed that the fire of the knife skill was already perfect.

"Look at it, this knife skill is really not a loss to the imperial chef, there are definitely two hits."

"Oh, look at those who have started again, one by one is not bad, and each one of them has definitely been practiced."

"I can eat the last time in my life that the imperial chef cooks, and I don't live in vain."

The discussion in the crowd was one-sidedly inclined to the side of the Eight Pinkaku.

Looking at Shen Feng's side again, he was still carefully playing the radish skin, not in a hurry, very serious.

Boss Li had already found a place where no one was sitting down at this time, crying out of breath, and there was no other way at this time, but to resign himself to fate.

Those neighbors who originally supported the Drunken Immortal Residence couldn't stop shaking their heads when they looked at Shen Feng.

At this moment, Wei Lao walked over quickly with the guys in the store, each holding a big tray in his hand, shouting as he walked:

"It's still early, it's not a way to stand like this, we made some snacks in Drunken Xianju, everyone came and tasted it."

Everyone moved their eyes to Wei Lao's side, where is this "small" food, and usually the happy events of the Zhuang people are not so rich.

Sixi meatballs, Dongpo elbows, braised pork, pork trotters in sauce......

"Everyone can eat as much as you want, and there will be more after eating!" Wei Lao stretched out his hand and greeted warmly.

Everyone drooled when they saw it, and they couldn't care about the two people who were competing on the field, so they rushed to Wei Lao's side and devoured it.

"Old immortals, you drunken immortals are really generous."

"It's a little salty, but it tastes really good."

"Mmmm, it's delicious, but the oil is too big."

"So much meat can't stop your mouth, isn't it good if the oil is big? The oil is mostly fragrant. ”

"Of course, hey...... Leave me a piece of that fat one. ”

"Hmph, you think you can win by bribing the neighbors? Naive. After I'm done with this imperial chef, even if you come up with a hundred, you won't be able to compare. The fat man said disdainfully as he looked at the hot scene over there.

"Neighbors, we Drunken Immortal Residence bring food to everyone, not to bribe everyone, but it must be fair when we judge." Wei Lao said with a smile, and after speaking, he looked at the fat man over there with a disdainful face.

In fact, although Wei Lao was silent on the surface, he was also very worried in his heart, and he just did it according to the plan last night, and he didn't know if this plan could succeed.

An hour soon came, and the Bapinge Pavilion was already full of fragrance, and Master Liu and the guys were already standing by the pot, waiting for the pot to come out.

On the side of the Drunken Immortal Residence, Shen Feng was also nearing the end after adding some oysters.

The fat man came to the field again and said, "The soup on both sides has been prepared, please come forward and taste it." ”

Everyone's stomachs have been filled with all kinds of chicken, duck and fish, and they want to drink some soup at this time, so they slowly walk to the two pots one by one and drink the soup one by one.

"Oh, it's not a loss to the imperial kitchen, it tastes really good, it's all because I ate too much just now, or I really want to eat two pieces of meat."

"This meat is really fragrant and smooth, it melts in the mouth, but I just ate a little too much, otherwise I can eat all this pot of meat."

Everyone was full of praise for Master Liu's craftsmanship, and the fat boss also felt that he had won the battle.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd on Shen Feng's side:

"Oops? What does it smell like? It seems to be sweet but not sweet, it seems to be salty but not salty, I have never felt like this, and the taste is delicious. ”

"Yes, yes, it's fresh."

"Give me a taste, give me a taste."

"Oops! Don't grab, don't grab. ”

……

The people who had originally gathered on the side of Bapinge Pavilion also surrounded the Drunken Immortal Residence out of curiosity.

The smiles on the faces of the people in the Eight Pinkaku gradually disappeared as fewer and fewer people tasted it.

And the people over there in the Drunken Immortal Residence have already begun to sigh because the soup is gone.

Shen Feng walked over happily with his little hands behind his back and walked in all directions:

"Well, you don't have anything here, right?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the pot of the Eight Pinge, and gloated:

"Oh, there are quite a few? No one eats it, it's really a bit of a waste. ”

Shen Feng deliberately yawned and said, "Can you announce the results now, at my age, I should go home and sleep, otherwise I will delay my long body." ”

The fat man announced the result very unwillingly: "In this competition, the drunken immortal wins." ”

Shen Feng walked out of the crowd happily, Master Liu hurriedly chased him out, grabbed Shen Feng, and couldn't wait to ask:

"What I make is a pot of ancestral fish and sheep, and the emperors of the previous dynasty have praised it, what have you done? How is it possible to win against me? ”

"I made oyster and radish soup, and there is a bowl under the case, you will know if you taste it." After Shen Feng finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Ah, by the way, remember to go to work in the afternoon at the Drunken Immortal Residence, otherwise you will have to deduct your wages." Shen Feng stopped and turned around.

Master Liu ignored him and hurriedly walked towards the case of Drunken Immortal Residence.

Master Liu found the bowl of soup and hurriedly took a sip.

"I've been a chef all my life, I've seen all kinds of famous dishes, I know many chefs, but I've never tasted this taste, it's so delicious, I'm not as good as a 5-year-old child, I'm convinced."

Shen Feng had just arrived at the door of the house and saw Wei Lao waiting there.

"I didn't expect your method to really work!" Wei Lao said with a smile.

"Well, I just think that after eating too much greasy stuff, light soup should be more popular." Shen Feng said.

"Well, the lad is very smart, but don't think I didn't see what you added to the soup at the end, what was it?" Squinted at Shen Fengdao.

"Huh? That, Old Wei, your eyes are really poisonous, what ...... that?"

Shen Feng thought for a long time: "Just call him Xianweisu!" ”