"How is this possible, Xiao Fang still has flaws on this side?!" Wang Jinrong was extremely surprised, with Du Feibai's status, he shouldn't have smashed his own signboard in order to help Chang Xiude.

Wang Jinrong saw that Liu Zhenqiang was silent, so he couldn't help but take the initiative to ask: "Old Du, please give us some guidance, I really haven't eaten anything." ”

Fang Yu saw Wang Jinrong supporting him so strongly, and his heart was also warm: "This Director Wang looks sleek, but he is really a friend at a critical moment. ”

Du Feibai pondered for a moment and said, "The mix of sauce and ingredients in Xiaofang is naturally better than Xiaochang, but this noodle..."

"Aren't the noodles delicious?" Wang Jinrong thought to himself whether Du Feibai really wanted to pull the off-axis, but he heard Liu Zhenqiang also sigh softly.

Du Feibai picked out a few of the remaining noodles in the bowl and compared. In terms of luster, Fang Yu's noodles are almost the same as Chang Xiude's noodles, but there are slight differences in the thickness and length of Fang Yu's noodles, while Chang Xiude's are neatly rooted, just like those made by a noodle machine.

Fang Yu's noodles are actually top-notch. It is difficult for ordinary people to perceive the difference between eating Fang Yu's noodles alone.

But Du Feibai is worthy of being an old-timer in the culinary industry, and he accurately found the problem.

"I think Xiao Fang should have just started to learn to cook, right?" Du Feibai asked.

Fang Yu sighed lightly in his heart: "Old Du, I only started to learn cooking skills recently. ”

"Oh, really?" Du Feibai listened to Fang Yu's answer and didn't believe it.

Anyone who has ever made noodles knows that although basic skills such as making noodles and cutting noodles are important, as long as there is a Master's guidance and hard work, even if you are a Chinese person, you will probably be able to practice the famous name. If you are born with great understanding, you can also greatly shorten the process.

But the seasoning effort is too deep, contrasting, sanitizing, and converting, can be described as a hundred flavors. To put it simply, steaming rice, adding vinegar before steaming, or adding vinegar after steaming, what vinegar to use, how much to add, this purpose and effect are different. These things not only require understanding, but without the transmission of teachers and the accumulation of practice for a long time, it is difficult for even a genius to improve in a short period of time.

However, no one would have thought that there was such an anti-heaven artifact as the taste chopstick in this world. Before the seasoning kung fu was practiced, Fang Yu only had to cover it with his hands and let the sauce slightly touch the ingredients to determine the best recipe. Even if Fang Yu has deviations in actual operation, the chopsticks can be reminded from time to time, and basically it will not be too bad.

Wang Jinrong is good at observing words, and as soon as he saw Du Feibai's expression, he picked up the conversation and said: "Don't hide it from Du Lao, I just met Comrade Xiaofang a few days ago. At that time, his craft was less than half that of today. ”

At this time, Du Feibai was a little uneasy: "I don't know which master you are learning from, Xiaofang?" ”

Fang Yu thought about how to check the household registration, but he respected Du Feibai as a senior, and still replied truthfully: "I just want to open a store by myself and practice casually." These are all things that I have figured out on my own, and I don't have a master. ”

Du Feibai gasped, if Fang Yu really just started to study cooking, then this talent was too demonic.

Du Feibai felt a little headache. In all fairness, Chang Xiude and Fang Yu have their own highlights and flaws. In contrast, Fangyu's dry noodles have more prominent highlights, but the problems are just as obvious.

If it is purely according to the rules of the cooking duel, Chang Xiude's score may be higher. Of course, everyone knows the trick that Chang Xiude used in it.

It's just that Chang Xiude has some connections with Du Feibai's best friend, a top cooking master Huang Guorong, and he doesn't look at the monk's face but also the Buddha's face. But Fang Yu's performance is too eye-catching, and his talent is so terrifying, no one can say whether he will set foot in that admirable realm in the future. can start from scratch and lay a huge foundation, Du Feibai has never been a short-sighted person, and he still understands the truth of "don't bully young people to be poor".

Fang Yu saw that Du Feibai was silent, and Liu Zhenqiang hesitated, and roughly guessed what was going on.

Du Feibai was invited by Chang Xiude, and he must be more or less biased towards Chang Fat. But his performance just now is estimated to make him a little uncertain. Brother Liu must support himself psychologically, but he is a decent person, and it is difficult for him to let him say things against his will. In this way, this culinary showdown may be dangerous.

Sure enough, Du Feibai hesitated again and again, with a helpless expression on his face: "Today's cooking showdown, both of them are very good, and it is difficult to distinguish between them." However, according to the practice of culinary duels, Chang Xiude's overall performance..."

"Wait!" Fang Yu took a step forward and said with a smile: "Three judges, I am serving a combination of dishes, in addition to dry noodles, there is also a clear soup, please judge together." ”

Du Feibai and the others were a little confused after listening to Fang Yu's words, usually the dry noodles in the roadside shop will be served with a bowl of clear soup, which is fine. But there is no precedent for a formal culinary showdown.

In fact, this reason is very simple, the referee can't eat all the noodles, and naturally his mouth won't be dry. What's more, there is fragrant tea for gargling, and the supernatant soup is purely superfluous.

When Fang Yu was serving the food just now, there was also a small bowl of clear soup attached, everyone thought that Fang Yu didn't understand the rules and did it in the way of a roadside shop, and many people were still secretly laughing at him. No one would think that this soup was also part of his competition.

Du, Liu, and Wang all picked up the bowl of soup, the soup was bland, and there were dots of seaweed floating in it, which looked average.

Du Feibai was the most curious about Fang Yu's cooking skills, so he was the first to taste it.

The clear soup was warm in the mouth, it was the best temperature, and Du Feibai secretly added a point to Fang Yu in his heart.

The consommé is refreshing in the mouth, salty, fresh and luscious, and very palatable. The amount of soup is not much, only two sips, and Du Feibai drank it all as soon as he raised his neck. After drinking, a sweet spring gushed out from the root of the tongue, and the crazy taste buds that had just been instigated by the soul hook were smoothed one by one, and the body and mind felt as if they had taken off a layer of burden for a while, and even the cough was a little better.

But at the same time, the feeling of the soul-stirring taste experience slowly fading away is also a sense of loss.

The diners around saw that after the three referees drank the small bowl of clear soup, they all sat there with strange expressions, and they didn't know what they were thinking, and they started to talk about it.

"What's going on? Lao Li, you have seen a cooking duel, do you know what these people are doing there? ”

"How do I know, I've never seen such a situation before watching a cooking duel? I guess there's a drug in that bowl of soup? ”

"Nonsense, how is it possible, under the drug in the open game, even if the referee is fascinated, we can drown the cheating one by one spit."

"It's not a drug, so why are the referees like they have been drugged. You say why, you say..."

The onlookers who ate melons started a new show. When everyone began to make some commotion, Du Feibai finally came back to his senses from the taste and artistic conception that seemed to be real and virtual.