"Such a good food competition, don't you Yunlailou participate?" I asked.

"What ginseng?" The copper head on the side gave me a blank look.

I, on the other hand, glanced at Master Wu who was sitting silently on the bench, drinking with his head down.

In a trance, those two extremely unpalatable side dishes seemed to float in front of my eyes......

I don't think there's a way to participate.

I sighed.

He was about to give up on this idea, but he caught a glimpse of the proprietress staring blankly at the distant lion dance procession, with a sad look on her face.

A mature young woman leaning by the door, with loneliness and loss in her eyes......

In this situation, if you can squat on the opposite side and enjoy it quietly, it should have a special flavor.

"Boss, have you participated in this food contest?" I rolled my eyes and walked over to probe.

"It was many years ago." The proprietress came back to her senses, wiped her hands and said.

"This Eagle Claw King's birthday banquet is held once a year." "So this food contest is also held every year. ”

"Boss, do you know how to cook?" I asked again.

"I don't really know how to." The proprietress smiled reluctantly, "When I participated in the past, I just worked as a cook for my father......"

Speaking of this, the proprietress looked into the distance, as if caught in a memory.

"It's been years since my lord passed away." The tweet whispered in my ear: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

I understood and asked, "Can I get a place?" ”

"The first place for five consecutive years, in the year of the 40th birthday of the Eagle Claw King, he was personally given a golden kitchen knife by the Eagle Claw King." The proprietress said with infinite emotion, "It's a pity, since then, trouble has followed......

What's the trouble?

I can imagine it without her answer.

Fame and money are always accompanied by slander and jealousy—not only from enemies, but even from friends and relatives.

I looked up at my surroundings.

Wooden beams are decayed, wall skins are peeling, tables and chairs are broken, and dust accumulates in corners......

Yunlailou used to be brilliant, but now it has completely collapsed.

"Hostess." I suddenly said, "Don't you want to go to another food convention?" ”

"Participate?" The proprietress was stunned.

After being silent for a long time, she shook her head: "I don't want to." ”

"Don't want to, or don't you dare to think about it?" I hit the nail on the head.

"Does it make a difference?" The proprietress smiled wryly.

"There is a difference." I said loudly.

"There's a difference?" The proprietress frowned.

She looked at the twitter.

"There is a difference." Chirp nodded.

She looked at the copper head again.

"Yes, there is a difference." Copperhead nodded as well.

I took a step forward and reached out to the proprietress and said, "Pull me." ”

The proprietress hesitated and grabbed my wrist.

I pulled the proprietress and took a step out the door.

The sun shone on her forehead.

"Is there a difference?" I'm serious.

I dragged her back to the eaves.

There is no sunlight here, and the smell of oil fills the air.

"Is there a difference?" I said solemnly again.

"Yes!" Master Wu said suddenly, and then slammed the wine bottle in his hand to the ground.

"Okay." The hostess smiled.

This time, she was smiling brightly.

"I announce that we are going to participate in this Wandian Food Competition!"

Everyone was laughing.

The gloomy aura that has been haunting Yunlailou for many years seems to have been swept away at this moment.

If you feel depressed and gloomy, do something you've always wanted to do, but never did.

Just making this decision can brighten up your mind.

So, there is always a difference.

After the fun, everyone in Yunlailou mobilized to prepare for the upcoming food competition.

Actually, there are only five people.

The proprietress and the martial arts master twitter, the copper head, plus me.

"According to the rules of the past years, the contestants need to make three dishes and one soup on the spot, and the people who come to the venue to taste and vote, and the top ten votes are eligible to enter the final ring." The proprietress explained to everyone, "So our first task is to decide which three dishes and which soup to make." ”

"Let's make dumplings, I like to eat dumplings the most." Chirp suggested.

"Noodles, hot noodles, simple and delicious." Copperhead hummed.

"I can cook, not much." Master Wu said coldly.

"And what will you do?" I asked.

"Fried rice, scrambled eggs, fried meat, fried shredded radish, stir-fried melon and vegetables......" Master Wu said.

"Alright." I stopped him from continuing, "You can't ask for any of these dishes!" ”

Master Wu did not refute.

"Lady, how long has it been since you cooked?" I asked.

"I still cook occasionally." The proprietress said quietly.

"Then you can bring me a fried rice to try?" I say.

The proprietress nodded, rolled up her sleeves, and went to the kitchen to get busy.

After a stick of incense, a large plate of steaming fried rice was served.

The slightly browned rice grains are piled up in a zigzag shape, and obvious gaps can be seen between each grain, and wisps of fragrance are wafting out from between the gaps in the rice.

I stared at the fried rice for a long time before I picked up the wooden spoon, scooped up half a spoonful of rice, and put it in my mouth.

"How?" Nervously asked.

I closed my eyes.

"It's just a plate of ordinary fried rice, the rice is leftover from yesterday, except for soy sauce, and no condiments have been added." I said slowly, "And the rice grains are too hard, and the soy sauce is unevenly copied, resulting in some rice grains that taste too strong, and some rice grains that don't taste at all......

"It's not tasty." Copperhead Road.

I opened my eyes.

"Why doesn't it taste good? It's so delicious! "I scooped a few spoonfuls of fried rice and kept putting them in my mouth.

Twitter and Copperhead glanced at each other, and picked up the spoon not to be far behind.

It didn't take long for the whole plate of fried rice to be emptied by the three of us.

"It's delicious." Chirp said as he touched his belly.

"It's time for you to grow your body, and everything you eat is delicious." The proprietress said with a smile.

"No, this is a flower that still needs to be lined with green leaves!" I said.

Compared with Master Wu's two side dishes, this plate of fried rice is simply a delicacy in the world.

"Hey, I'm sorry for Master Wu when you say that." The proprietress said.

"I really don't know how to cook." Master Wu said very seriously, "I haven't learned, and I rarely watch others do it, it's all nonsense." ”

"But you have good knife skills, your hands are stable enough, and your strength is controlled just right." I said, "So this plate of fried rice will be better for you to stir-fry." ”

"I've fired, no." Master Wu shook his head and said.

"It's not that you can't fry it, it's that you can't season it." I immediately said, "Although the proprietress knows how to season the dishes, she doesn't have enough work in her hands, so you two must cooperate to make a delicious dish!" ”

"Oh?" Master Wu's eyes lit up.

"Really?" The proprietress was skeptical.

"Don't believe me?" I tilted my head and said, "If you don't believe me, then fry another plate." ”

(End of chapter)