Fu Ning's cooking skills and Qiu Shuisheng's knife work attracted bursts of exclamations from time to time on the field.

For Zhao Shuang, these common items still belong to pediatrics, and she is now focusing on the only female chef among the eight chefs in Zuixian Building.

This is a middle-aged woman in her thirties, and she is cooking boiled dried shreds.

Let's call it boiled dried shreds, because the boiled dried shreds she makes are vegan, that is, chicken broth, shredded chicken, shrimp, etc. are not muddy.

She brewed shredded dried beans with secret water, supplemented by shredded bamboo shoots and fungus.

This dish should be studied for those wealthy businessmen and dignitaries who eat fasting.

Zhao Shuang smelled the smell of the spices used by the female chef from the taste of various mixed dishes, which was very special.

The qualifications of this female chef are far from reaching the standard of Zhao Shuang's apprenticeship, but the set of spices she made is really refreshing, and Zhao Shuang has never seen such a combination of spices.

Among them, there is a spice called cotton grass, this grass, Zhao Shuang has never used it as a spice, because it itself does not have a protruding smell.

In the spices of this female chef, cotton grass plays a very important role in blending, without this flavor grass, the taste would not be so fresh and prominent.

The female chef takes the spice sauce and pours it over the chopped shreds.

Zhao Shuang said: "I don't think you should pour it on it, but slowly soak the three threads into the spice juice water." ”

The female chef stopped, thought carefully for a while, nodded happily at Zhao Shuang, put down the basin of spice juice, and slowly soaked three threads into the spice juice water.

Lin Qingguan, who was busy, saw that the chef on his side actually listened to his opponent's words, and suddenly became angry, and said to the female chef: "Concentrate on doing your part, don't be disturbed by the outside world, do you know whether others are harming you or helping you?" ”

The female chef was reprimanded by the owner, and immediately felt a little ashamed, and no longer paid attention to Zhao Shuang, and then Zhao Shuang pointed out twice, but she didn't listen.

When Zhao Shuang regretted it, Lin Qingguan's dishes began to be served one after another.

Roasted pig's head with red dew, verdant and pleasant tender lettuce, original fish play lotus leaves, and vegan boiled dried shreds.

Lin Qingguan had four dishes on the table.

On Fu Ning's side, the table was still empty.

Fu Ning and Qiu Shuisheng were still frying and slicing leisurely, and the rhythm of the other party's serving did not affect them at all.

Four, eight, sixteen...... Nineteen, when Lin Qingguan's side was left with a stewed lion's head that was still steaming, Fu Ning's side began to serve the dishes.

The first one to go up was the stewed lion's head.

Fu Ning put the four lion heads of the same size into a large bowl, poured a few spoonfuls of soup, picked up the bowl, didn't look at it, and threw it on the table.

Boom –

The big wrist landed on the table smoothly and steadily, sliding by inertia for a centimeter, and the soup did not spill a drop and stopped in the middle of the table.

This dish was originally the most laborious in Lin Qingguan's opinion, but Fu Ning was the first to serve it.

Just when Lin Qingguan wondered if Fu Ning's lion head was cooked, one dish after another flew onto Fu Ning's table.

…… Eighteen and nineteen, the plate was stunned by Lin Qingguan, and finally stopped, no more, no less, nineteen, and one dish was missing.

Lin Qingguan breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, they didn't serve twenty dishes at once.

The lion's head on his side immediately came out of the pot.

The chef of the Drunken Immortal Building lifted the lid of the pot, confirmed that the lion's head was just right, picked up the spoon, and carefully scooped the lion's head into the bowl one by one.

Lin Qingguan personally picked up the last dish and walked to the table, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, no matter what, he didn't lose in speed.

There are eight people on one side and only two on the other side, and it is too ugly to lose in speed at the beginning.