When there was a commotion in the front hall, Cheng Ming already knew, and strangely, he couldn't help but recall it carefully.

The impression of the uncle in my memory is very vague, but there is nothing special about it. It's nothing more than being fatter than ordinary people, with more meat on his face and fierce eyes. If you want to say that he still has any legendary stories on his back, Cheng Ming is the first to not believe it.

When she came to the front hall, Sun Jiuniang had already been interested in the excitement, with her current expression, with a bag of melon seeds, there was no difference between her and the old ladies who gathered together to watch the excitement in the countryside.

"What is the "Ten Records"?"

Seeing Cheng Ming coming, Sun Jiuniang hurriedly came over and asked in a low voice.

"What was around me when my uncle died, would you not know? Less! ”

"I'll just say, just like Cheng Fatzi's bear-like, there are still girls rushing to post upside down and running away from marriage? There is a limit to joking, too! Sun Jiuniang couldn't be happy.

Cheng Ming was speechless.

Hey, where is the good habit of the ancients to be the dead? Is it okay to make fun of a dead man like this, so that you are not afraid that he will come to you at night?

"Who the hell?"

"Mostly that old man Feng." Sun Jiuniang didn't care.

There was a stalemate in the front hall, and the golden Buddha of the Han Dynasty shouted to see the chef, but the guys refused to let him live or die.

At this time, someone next to him accosted him:

"Man, there's no way to make him so noisy, we're going to have to eat. Since he wanted to see the chef, he just called the chef out and let him meet him. The two confronted each other, and everything was solved! ”

"yes, yes! Go and call someone! ”

"Speaking of which, I've eaten at your Cross Slope no less than ten times, and I've never seen a chef, so call it out and let us meet it too."

The surrounding guests coaxed together, and the guys couldn't hold it back, and Song Er secretly looked back.

The proprietress pursed her lips and pointed at Cheng Ming.

Cheng Ming thought about it and nodded.

Look what tricks he plays.

"Delle! Don't make any noise, don't shout, we're here! ”

After Song Er finished speaking, he took a step to the side, revealing a gap.

The Golden Buddha looked up and saw a teenager walking towards this side with a helpless face.

"This... Who is this? ”

The Golden Buddha was a little stunned.

Qian San said: "Guest officer, this is your junior brother who has been running away from marriage for 20 years!" ”

The surrounding guests were also slightly stunned, and then burst into laughter.

The Golden Buddha was dumbfounded.

Fortunately, there was also a nursery to help me, and I only heard people shouting around.

"How did you come out with a child? Don't think about me, I can remember that your chef at Crossslope Inn is a fat man. ”

"Ah yes, ask Cheng Zhihuan to come out to see me!" The Golden Buddha hurriedly shouted.

Cheng Ming walked over, looked him up and down, shook his head and said, "Although I don't know where you heard my uncle's name, but for the sake of the interesting story you made, I won't care, you can go!" ”

"Let's go? Hum! If Cheng Zhihuan can't come out, I won't leave! ”

"Uncle." Cheng Ming sighed, "Don't talk too much, otherwise you will regret it!" ”

"Little cub go and tell your uncle to come out to see me!"

Cheng Ming shook his head and didn't speak.

Qian San couldn't help laughing, "This guest officer, a few months ago, the fat man Cheng had already reported to Lord Yama, if you want to find him, I'm afraid you will have to wipe your neck with a knife!" ”

"Huh?"

The golden Buddha was stunned again, this time he didn't hide it, and turned his head directly to look at one person in the crowd.

The man patted his forehead with a helpless expression, walked out slowly, and said, "Although the person is gone, the cheats must be handed over." Everyone is commenting on it, logically speaking, are they not doing this authentically? ”

This person walked out and stood with the Golden Buddha, and the two faced Cheng Ming and a circle of men side by side, faintly forming a confrontation.

When he appeared, things became clear.

Obviously looking for trouble.

The people sitting here are all characters who have traveled from south to north, and they have never met anything, and as soon as this sign comes out, none of them speak.

"It seems that the two guest officers are not here for dinner, so the small shop will not wait, go slowly!"

Cheng Ming turned around and left, and Song Er slowly surrounded him with a group of guys, with a smile on his face, "You two, please!" By the way, please settle the account before leaving, a total of ten taels of silver. ”

The man was obviously a little anxious, looking left and right, and he didn't see the next wave of people appearing, so he hurriedly shouted: "Ten taels of silver, grab it?" Black shop! Everyone, come and see the black shop to slander people! ”

Song Er couldn't help but laugh and said, "It seems that the two guest officers are both masters of telling jokes. It's okay if you don't have money, or stay and tell jokes for three months, and you'll get the money for food! ”

The boys laughed and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the two were about to be forced out, there was an old man around him who couldn't sit still.

"That's not the right thing to do! When you open your door to do business, how can you drive your guests out of the door, you say? Jiuniang! ”

Sun Jiuniang was slightly stunned, turned her head to look over, and her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, "It turned out to be Shopkeeper Feng, why didn't you say it earlier, my little sister is better to come and toast you with a glass of wine!" ”

This old man was the shopkeeper Feng, his plan was disrupted, and his expression was a little anxious.

No matter how the soldiers and officials were arranged, they didn't show up, and a good move to kill chess became a farce, which really annoyed me.

He calmed his breath a little and said, "I know this big man, he is the famous golden chef of Handan Zhenwei Building, with his status and status, he should not be able to talk nonsense." Why don't you ask this little cook, do you have this book? If so, hand it over to save you trouble. ”

Sun Jiuniang's eyes rolled, and said, "Let's not talk about whether he has this book or not, this matter is between two cooks, right, it has nothing to do with my cross slope!" Then let them go to court! ”

"Huh? Ahem... It's not good, it's not good! Shopkeeper Feng almost flashed his waist, and hurriedly said: "There is no need to trouble the yamen for small disputes, just let them solve it by themselves!" ”

Sun Jiuniang looked innocent, "Then you tell him, what are you doing with me?" ”

At this time, the golden Buddha's head flashed, and he shouted: "Boy, do you dare to fight with me!" ”

Cheng Ming stopped, turned around slowly, pointed to his nose with his finger, and his expression was a little weird: "You want to challenge me?" ”

"Huh? Right! Challenge you! ”

The Golden Buddha took a step forward and his momentum rose: "Let's fight with cooking skills, if I win, you have to promise me a condition!" ”

"Hehe, I see!" Cheng Ming shook his head, he went around in such a big circle, it turned out that the other party's purpose was this.

Needless to say, it's a person who is eyeing the special realgar powder.

The serial set is good, but unfortunately it was interrupted in the middle, and the lawsuit intimidation turned into a culinary challenge, and the effect was much worse.

"What? Don't you dare? The Golden Buddha patted his chest, "If you feel that you are at a loss, despite the conditions, if my Golden Buddha frowns, I will not be a hero." ”

After several turns, it turned into a culinary challenge, and the audience around him was very interested and coaxed.

Guys are busy pacifying.

Cheng Ming smiled and said, "Okay, since you insist, then I'll give you a chance." If you lose, join me and serve me for the rest of your life! ”

"Good! That's it! The Golden Buddha slapped the table

"The Halberd is established!" Cheng Ming nodded.

The man standing next to the golden Buddha hurriedly said: "For the sake of fairness, we hope to put the location of the kitchen in the front yard and build two temporary stoves to allow the guests of the inn to watch. Your ingredients should also be distributed fairly! ”

Song Er sneered: "You don't need to say this, we all know the rules, we are dignified, and we will take advantage of you?" ”

Cheng Ming said lightly: "The judgment is fixed at three, one vote per person, and the one with more votes wins." Candidates... ”

The man hurriedly said: "Shopkeeper Feng is highly respected, travels from south to north, is well-informed, and has high morality, he is the right person!" ”

Cheng Ming was noncommittal, "Then even if it's one, our boss lady will also count one, as for the last one... ”

At this time, a person in the crowd suddenly walked out and shouted, "How about I come?" ”

Everyone looked at it and applauded.

This person is handsome, wearing a scarf on his head, wearing a luxurious son's clothes, and holding a fan in his hand, obviously a rich and noble son.

This person Cheng Ming also knows, and he is one of the first rich children to come to the back mountains to hunt, and he is always accompanied by many bodyguards.

He is not arrogant, and he speaks calmly to anyone, but this makes people think that he is extraordinary. There are always eight people around him, both openly and secretly, protecting his safety at all times.

For hunting, he had been in the inn for more than a month, so most of the regular customers who traveled back and forth knew him.

"Well, it's going to trouble Wang Gongzi!"

Cheng Ming nodded in agreement, and then said to the Golden Buddha: "Can you agree?" ”

The Golden Buddha nodded.

"Then leave the topic to the three judges to discuss!"

Wang Gongzi nodded again and again, and went to find Sun Jiuniang with a look of excitement.

This prince said that his name is Wang Xiaojiang, a son of Jinling people and merchants, and he does not love poetry and songs, jewelry and beauties all his life, but only loves landscapes and fine wine and food. It can be said that it is a coincidence, and it can be said that you are attracted by the unique cuisine.

Wang Xiaojiang is a pseudonym when he hears it.

I don't care if I don't know what kind of identity he is, it's okay to eat a lot of money.

In fact, these days, Cheng Ming has really become a little interested in cooking.

The strengthening of food cells is all-round, the system and speed are only the appearance, and the inner five senses have also been strengthened.

Auditory vision is good, nothing more than being able to hear a little farther and see a little clearer.

However, the intensification of his sense of smell and taste caused him countless troubles to eat. The food that used to be able to eat is now like pig food, with too many miscellaneous flavors.

There was no way, for the sake of his own appetite, he could only reluctantly collect some recipes from memory, and spent some effort to fully upgrade the menu of the inn.

Although the lack of knowledge makes Cheng Ming have obvious shortcomings.

But after all, he came from an era when all kinds of health delicacies were flying all over the sky, and he still had some experience in cooking, at least, so as not to lose to this obviously half-baked cook.