The diners came to the mandarin duck pot to look, but no one started.

Not only did I feel disgusting that there were miscellaneous internal organs cooked in it, but I really didn't know how to start, but I didn't feel sorry for the two pennies.

Qin Fei probably guessed the mentality of the diners, and he was not in a hurry, so he asked Chu Youlan: "Are you hungry?" Go and serve two bowls of rice, let's eat first." ”

Chu Youlan went to add rice, while Qin Fei took out two empty bowls, scooped a spoonful of garlic paste, a small half bowl of sesame oil, and added some old vinegar.

There is no need to add other seasonings, this is the most authentic way to dip the dish in water, after all, the flavor of the hot pot is there.

Qin Fei grabbed a bamboo skewer and took out a string of beef.

The beef slices were full and bright red, wrapped in red and bright soup, Qin Fei used chopsticks as a clip, and when he mentioned it again, the beef slipped off the bamboo skewers and fell into the flavor plate.

After being moistened with sesame oil, vinegar and garlic, the taste of the beef slices was sublimated to the maximum, and Qin Fei picked it up and put it in his mouth.

Chew it in one bite, the beef slices are soft but not rotten, fragrant and slippery, blooming with many flavors, the first bite is spicy, the second bite is lo-mei, and the third bite is garlic......

These flavors are intertwined to create the most beautiful music.

At the same time, take a bite of white rice and take a bite of the beef in your mouth.

"You try it too. Qin Fei gave Chu Youlan a skewer of beef.

The little girl did the same, picked up a slice of beef from the saucer and put it in her mouth.

Suddenly, she felt a flash of lightning rise on the tip of her tongue, which went straight up to a hundred times, and then swooped down into the spring.

After tossing like this, I felt that my whole body was crispy, the little girl's legs were clamped tightly, and her eyes were confused: "The beef slices are delicious!"

As a chef, Qin Fei was naturally happy that what he did could be recognized and praised, and found a string of hairy belly for the little girl: "Try this again, if you don't eat it, you'll be old." ”

Although the food cooked in the mandarin duck pot tastes good, the little girl instinctively repels ingredients such as offal.

But if you don't eat it, wouldn't it be a sign of smashing Boss Qin?

In order to support Qin Fei, the little girl took a bite of her hairy belly.

With a pop, the crispness of the hairy belly is activated, and its tender flesh thorns continue to caress the taste buds, which is an experience that has never been experienced before.

The little girl's eyes lit up, as if the door to a new world had been opened.

In this way, Qin Fei and Chu Youlan were scribbling rice while skewering, enjoying it, and they didn't care about the eyes of the onlookers at all.

"That's how it was eaten. ”

"It seems to taste pretty good. ”

"Boss Qin, I'll have a string. ”

The diners saw that the two of them were hungry for each other, and they paid for a bunch of them.

The skewers in the red soup are spicy but not dry, the skewers in the clear soup are light and flavorful, and all kinds of ingredients, regardless of whether they are expensive or cheap, can be perfectly reflected in this turbidity, and the elegance and vulgarity are appreciated.

Originally, the diners still reminisced about the shock of the Buddha jumping over the wall in their mouths, but after the baptism of this hot pot string of incense, the Buddha jumped over the wall and forgot it all for a long time.

Even the cooking competition was forgotten, and the diners took a small maza, held a bowl of white rice, a skewer, a bite of rice, and ate happily.

Ding Wuwei's calm expression became a little unsettled with the passage of diners, and he shouted: "There are many Buddha jumping over the wall, and you can also taste the second bowl for free if you have tasted it!"

A few diners turned around from the mandarin duck pot, picked up a bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall and put it in their mouths, rinsed their mouths with a gurgle, and ran to Qin Fei again.

In this situation, even if it has not yet reached the voting stage, the winner has been decided.

Ding Wuwei's face darkened, and he was angry: "Fool, the Buddha jumping over the wall has been ruined by you, a group of scum, lowly species, don't know how to appreciate real food, but treat pig food as a delicacy in the world." ”

"Real food, only the best ingredients, plus the top chef cooking, every ingredient poured all the effort, so that it is qualified food!"

Regardless of whether anyone listened or not, Ding Wuwei was there alone and gave an impassioned speech.

Qin Fei really couldn't listen to it, so he took a string of boiled red fat sausages to Ding Wuwei: "You taste it?"

"Heh, I received the top training from the Blue Fragrance Culinary Academy, whether it is cooking skills or eating etiquette, it is an upper level, how can I eat such filthy things......"

Before Ding Wuwei finished speaking, Qin Fei had already stuffed the fat intestine into his mouth, and Ding Wuwei's tirade came to an abrupt end, only holding the fat intestine in his mouth-

Five or six years ago, Ding Wuwei was just a junior apprentice of Lin Ji, because he carried a black pot for righteousness, he was imprisoned in a small black house by his master and was not allowed to eat for three days.

The little sister secretly made some food and sent it, those were leftovers that the kitchen didn't want, and they were pieced together without any order.

Dante only thinks that dish is simply the most delicious thing in the world!

The fat sausages cooked by Qin Fei are simple and extraordinary, and they are the same as the craftsmanship of the little junior sister back then.

"Heaven and earth have four seasons, day and night are sunny and rainy, can we deny the whiteness of winter and the tranquility of night just because we feel that spring is warm and the day is bright?"

Qin Fei continued to comment: "The same is true for food, there are dishes that need to be carefully crafted, and there are foods that don't need to be polished too much, but these are all part of human recipes, carrying everyone's joys, sorrows, and sorrows. ”

Ding Wuwei chewed the fat sausage that Qin Fei had cooked, and burst into tears when he heard these words.

Over the years, he has been blinded by hatred and has worked hard to improve his cooking skills, but he has completely ignored the true meaning of food.

Food is no high or low, and the value of its existence is only to make people happy.

Even though Ding Wuwei's cooking skills are at their peak, he has never experienced happiness.

He swallowed the food in his mouth, and his expression was a little gloomy: "It's a loss." ”

Not only lost in the artistic conception, but also lost in the cooking skills, Qin Fei can make the most ordinary ingredients into food, so that thousands of people can get happiness, Ding Wuwei is convinced.

Ding Wuwei handed over the title deeds of the four restaurants, and then stretched out his face: "You tear it." ”

Qin Fei said that he would tear his mouth apart after winning.

But gambling looks at character, this person is still saved, Qin Fei patted his face: "I hope you will do it yourself." ”

In this regard, Qin Fei defeated the Buddha jumping over the wall with a small hot pot skewer, which can be described as four or two thousand catties.

The diners were elated, and they also felt that there was light on their faces: "I just said that our Yunjiang County is full of talents, and we can't clean up the five flavors?"

"Buddha jumping over the wall tastes good, but it's just not enjoyable. ”

"Boss Qin won, will you have a treat to eat skewers?"

Qin Fei didn't smile: "Two articles and a string, Xiaolan, you remember, who owes a penny to die." ”

The shopkeeper of the four restaurants stepped forward and nodded, and said flatteringly: "Boss Qin is young and promising, he is really a model for my generation, and the matter of the title deed is ......."

"Three hundred and twenty-one. "In this era, the house is not valuable, and it is not interesting for Qin Fei to hold it in his hands, but he doesn't want to return it in vain.

Several shopkeepers turned dark, and they were about to mumble a few words, but one of them was shrewd, and immediately auctioned out 1,200 taels of silver tickets: "I bought them all." ”

"You!" the shopkeepers panicked, and hurriedly took out the money, and each family bought back the title deed of each family.

After such a small episode, Beimen Road is lively again, and the otherworldly snack bar is famous and unprecedentedly popular, even if there are no seats, it is good to smell the fragrance.

The previously cooked skewers were quickly sold out, and Qin Fei turned on the stove again, cooking while eating.

Someone had eaten the skewers and asked with emotion: "I really don't know how Boss Qin came up with this way of eating, is it possible to make a hot pot with any ingredients?"

Qin Fei nodded: "In principle, yes." ”

At this time, a black cat struggled to hold a sweet potato in its mouth, ready to throw it into the hot pot.

Qin Fei snatched it over: "Except for this." ”