"Sero, aren't you a little too much?"

Li Muxue tugged at Su Luo's sleeve and whispered in Su Luo's ear. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huang Fuyu blocked the main entrance of Hongdefang, and Ling Xiao followed behind Huang Fuyu like a pug. Both of them had pointed ears, and they seemed to have heard what Li Muxue said to Su Luo, and the corners of their mouths rose with disdain.

Tie Le'er frowned slightly, and then suddenly smiled.

"You still have the heart to smirk, Huang Fuyu is a frequent visitor to Hongdefang, and Sero is only here for the first time. It's a clear sign of losing. ”

Li Muxue was very annoyed by the smile on Tie Le'er's face, in case Su Luo couldn't enter Hongdefang, then her previous plan would be all in vain.

Tie Le'er glanced at Su Luo, and explained to Li Muxue lightly: "Look at it with peace of mind, there is a good show to be staged next." ”

Just when Su Luo and Huang Fuyu were facing each other, a young and strong young man, carrying kitchen utensils on his back, walked towards Hongdefang with an old man in his hands.

Approaching the door, the sharp-eyed gatekeeper of Hongdefang had already seen the old man and the young and strong young man.

"Hurry up and go to Master Tongyu, Grandmaster Yang has arrived."

The Grandmaster must have the style of the Grandmaster, and the old man and the young and strong young man stopped after walking to the door of Hongdefang, and were reluctant to take a step forward.

As an old man, the owner of Hongdefang did not come to greet him personally, I am afraid that the old man would turn around and leave.

After a while, a loud sound came from Hongdefang.

"Elder Yang, with your identity, let me know in advance, the junior will pick you up at the moment, how dare you bother to come over."

A pot-bellied, round ball-like man walked out of the Hung Tak Fang. A pair of fat big hands bowed to the old man from afar.

The old man glanced at the middle-aged fat man with a big belly, and said lightly: "Lao Fu Fan came out to greet him personally." ”

Fan Shaoqing laughed and said: "Where is Old Yang, Shaoqing is just a junior in front of you." ”

"Let's go inside! Don't delay the competition for the sake of me, an old man. ”

Fan Shaoqing made a gesture of please, and the two rows of gatekeepers at the entrance of Hongdefang stood straight and straight.

The young and strong young man carried the kitchen utensils on his back and helped the old man to walk towards the Hongde Fang. I saw a young and strong young man supporting the old man, but he stopped at his feet.

"Dust man, what's wrong?"

The old man was suddenly dragged by it, and his face was slightly displeased.

"Master, I saw Master Su."

The old man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered who Master Su was in the mouth of his apprentice. I, a chef apprentice, has been making a dish called stew like a mad demon for nearly a month, which is said to be the handwriting of this Master Su.

"Master Su!"

Wu Chennan let go of the hand holding the old man and ran to Su Luo happily.

The corners of Su Luo's mouth hooked up and said with a light smile: "I haven't seen you for a month, you have darkened a lot." ”

Wu Chennan looked unimpressed, and said excitedly: "I tried it for a month, and I basically mastered the seasonings in the stew, but I always felt that there were shortcomings. ”

Wu Chennan excitedly kept telling Su Luo about trying various spices in front of him, and suddenly everyone's eyes were attracted to Su Luo.

Fan Shaoqing thought that Master Su was a powerful character, but after seeing that Su Luo was a young man, he immediately lost interest.

On the other hand, the old man walked up to Su Luo tremblingly.

"Dust man, this little brother is the master Su who taught you that messy stew?"

The old man spoke, Wu Chennan hurriedly stopped talking about his own affairs, and excitedly introduced to the old man: "This one is Master Su." ”

"Master Su, this is my master."

Su Luo is not a person who does not know etiquette, so he bowed slightly and saluted the old man: "The kid has seen the old man. ”

The old man shook his head with a smile and said, "You can call me Huaishan, or you can call me by my name, Yang Huaishan." ”

Yang Huaishan, the god-level master of the northern mountain cuisine kitchen, no one knows who doesn't know.

As the son of Huangfu Yu's family, he was shocked and speechless after hearing the conversation between Yang Huaishan and Su Luo.

Tie Le'er knew that Su Luo's cooking skills were great, but she never thought that a simple stew would have such an impact.

Li Muxue has no heart or lungs, as long as Su Luo will not lose to Huang Fuyu, as for Yang Huaishan's name, it seems that she has just heard of it.

Fan Shaoqing was not calm, even with his grandmaster-level status, he did not dare to call Yang Huaishan's name. But now Yang Huaishan can actually make a hairy boy call his name?

Fan Shaoqing had to re-attach importance to Su Luo.

"Master Yang is serious, Su Luo is just a junior, how dare he call his predecessor by his name."

Su Luo's humility is polite, for a chef-level grandmaster, Su Luo can't have a contemptuous attitude.

Yang Huaishan shook his head and said, "The dust man is a kitchen idiot, and he is also my most proud apprentice. The old man thought that his cooking skills were among the best in his life. The dream of the rest of his life is to see his apprentices inherit his mantle. ”

"A month ago, the man came back to the mountains and found me. He made a new dish for the old man, a dish that the old man had never tasted before, and had never been exposed to this taste. ”

Yang Huaishan pondered for a moment and said, "That dish has more than a dozen flavors, mixed together, very wonderful." There is a salty taste, the umami of the food itself, but the old man always feels that there is something missing, otherwise the dish will definitely be more perfect. It should be a seasoning in the mouth of the dust man, but the old man doesn't know what it is. ”

Su Luo raised his eyebrows, secretly admiring Yang Huaishan for not regretting being a god-level master of cooking, Yang Huaishan had not tasted the messy stew made by Su Luo, and he was able to point out so clearly that the lack of flavor in the messy stew was the seasoning, not the ingredients.

Wu Chennan can't make it, and Yang Huaishan can't taste it, that's because this kind of seasoning needs multiple processes to be formed.

It's a familiar name: monosodium glutamate.

Su Luo smiled lightly, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, glued a little bit with a thin chisel and handed it to Yang Huaishan.

"Senior, you taste it, is it lacking this taste?"

Yang Huaishan took the chisel in Su Luo's hand, stretched out his tongue and licked it, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"Little friend, is there still such a seasoning in the world?"

Yang Huaishan's shock was seen in everyone's eyes, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the small porcelain bottle in Su Luo's hand, what kind of taste could make a chef god-level grandmaster so shocked.

As a grandmaster-level chef, Fan Shaoqing also wanted to taste the taste of the spices in the porcelain bottle in Su Luo's hand, but he couldn't save face because of his identity.

"This thing is worthless, the seniors like it, and the juniors give it to you."

Yang Huaishan waved his hand and said, "Little friend, follow the old man into the room to talk in detail." ”

Yang Huaishan personally invited Su Luo into Hongdefang, who dared to stop him?

Until this moment, Huang Fuyu couldn't believe what was happening in front of him.

"Senior, junior really can't accompany you in, just waiting for you to come out here."

Li Muxue and Tie Le'er looked at each other and smiled, and they both understood in their hearts that the show had begun.