Chapter Twenty-Six: Cooking Before Stir-Frying

"This, Miss Tang, are you sure?"

The boss was still a little hesitant, he felt that this was a casual shirk by Tang Yinxue. But Tang Yinxue, who heard this, frowned slightly, and became a little annoyed, "I said try it, what are you talking about there?" ”

"Okay, everything is up to Miss Tang's arrangement."

The boss was too frightened to say much, and after nodding, he immediately ordered someone to prepare the board.

Soon, the board was ready, and the mysterious chef had not yet come out.

Tang Yinxue was happy to eat, and was very curious about this chef, so she asked suspiciously, "Boss, where is the chef?" ”

"Miss Tang, the chef will be here when he turns around. Although he is my employee, the reason why my small shop is so prosperous is all due to him. He likes to cook delicious food in the back kitchen, but he is quite picky about his guests. ”

"Picky?"

Tang Yinxue was unhappy, and snorted coldly: "I asked him to come out, but he didn't come out either?" Do you put a score? ”

"Don't dare." The boss was honestly frightened, and hurriedly said: "Miss Tang, don't be angry, our chef means to say that after the guests compete, he will appear again." If you can't even win the guests, then if you want to compete, I'm afraid it's a bit of a fuss. ”

"You!"

"I don't think it's a problem."

Originally, Tang Yinxue was quite annoyed, but Mo Fan, who was the party concerned, was very calm, nodded and said: "Okay, I'll compete with the guests first, this chef looks arrogant, and he thinks that ordinary people are not worthy of a duel with him, does that mean?" ”

"Yes..."

"Okay, let's do it first."

Mo Fan said, waved his hand, looked back at the guests who were gearing up, and said with a smile: "Come on, directly unify the dishes, and then the boss will personally select the judges' seats, and the one with the most votes wins." ”

"Well, there are five judges, one for me, one for Miss Tang, one for the guest representatives, and two other stores, you all make a unified stir-fry dish, the taste is good, the quality is good, you can get three votes out of five people to win, if there is a same vote, then continue the second round of PK, what do you think?"

"I'm fine."

"I'm fine."

"I'm no match for the chef in this shop, aren't you even your opponent?"

"Come on, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."

Four or five other guests readily agreed.

Soon.

Under the boss's Zhang Luo, in accordance with the requirements of these contestants, six boards have been prepared, each board has corresponding stir-fry materials next to them, and everyone has uniformly dressed up aprons, at first glance, it really looks like a chef.

And several judges, also under the arrangement of the boss, sat down one after another, still holding the vote for the score and some scoreboards in their hands, it seems that the boss is indeed a marketing master, for today's event, has prepared a lot in advance. And because of the big movement made by Mo Fan's gang, it also attracted a lot of onlookers from guests.

Some have even sat down and started ordering food or something, this one, at least better and more direct than the boss personally spent two or three hundred thousand dozen advertising fees.

"Everyone, the timer is thirty minutes, when the time is up, your dishes will be presented to the judges to taste, five votes to get three votes to win, at that time, you will have the qualification to compete with the chef in our store, but if you can win, I can also change the rules here, the winner will become the lifelong VIP of the store, in addition, the original share percentage of the store will be given to open a branch in the future."

The boss saw such a good marketing gimmick and immediately added weight to it.

The guests who heard about it were even more excited, if they could come out on top, not only would they be able to eat delicious food for free, but they might even become the original shareholders of this small chain, but if they became bigger and stronger, they might be able to make a lot of money.

Just looking at the essence through the phenomenon, Mo Fan sneered in his heart.

What about opening a branch?

It's good to be able to run this store, and I'm thinking about opening a branch, which is obviously just looking at the moon in the water and painting cakes.

However, after the boss's incitement, everyone's enthusiasm increased, in addition to the contestants who participated in the cooking themselves, even the onlookers also took pictures of various cameras and photos here, and some people even synchronized it to the Internet and established a hot discussion post.

"Baba, come on!"

At this time, Bei Bei at the bottom was inspired, excited, and shouted very happily.

"What kind of oil do you add, even these guests can't compare, let alone win the chef of this restaurant, you girl, you call me a bad sister all day long, and when you lose, I make a request, so that both of you father and daughter have to be a cow and a horse for me."

"Hmph."

"Bah."

Although Mo Beibei is young, she can also distinguish right from wrong, hearing Tang Yinxue say this, she immediately muttered unhappily, and the piece of rubber candy she was eating in her hand was directly on her face, "You are a bad sister, you actually want me to lose, no!" I'm the best guy in the world, and he won't lose! ”

"You girl!"

"Ahem!"

Seeing that Tang Yinxue wanted to make a move, Mo Fan on the stage coughed lightly and signaled not to mess around, otherwise don't blame yourself for being polite.

……

Then, the cooking begins.

The boss walked around and introduced them one by one.

In just a few minutes, he seemed to be a food expert, at least very professional.

"This guest, the dish is braised pork trotters, the color is round, fragrant and juicy, it looks like a good hand at home."

"This guest, the dish is sour and hot shredded potatoes, although it is relatively ordinary, but the dish is good, the shredded potatoes are very pure, especially the pickled pepper is chopped just right."

"And this guest..."

Look at them one by one, introduce them one by one.

All the onlookers couldn't help but drool.

From beginning to end, Mo Fan was making dishes very simply, and there was no direct cooking.

Time passed minute by minute, and the appointed time was approaching, but Mo Fan still didn't make any improvement.

"Mr. Mo, why don't you move? Is there any trouble encountering? The boss walked over and whispered, "Miss Tang is the daughter of a wealthy family with a distinguished status. As her friend, the shop naturally doesn't dare to slack off, otherwise I will tell the kitchen to secretly give it to you..."

"No, I'm almost ready."

"What? Done? I don't see you guys have started your dishes, ......."

The boss looked at Mo Fan in front of him, although he cut the dishes and seemed to be making tomato scrambled eggs, he didn't make a fire, nor cut onions, ginger and garlic, he just boiled boiling water, what kind of cooking is this?

It is clear that he wants to pretend to be forced, but he does not have this kind of strength.

And they were rambling on their side, and some of them saw Mo Fan's preparations, compared to the other guests, it was definitely a world of difference. There was a sneering tone, and in the audience, except for his daughter, who was still cheering for him, they all sneered.

And Tang Yinxue, who saw this, was even more overjoyed, she seemed to have seen Mo Fan's defeat and begged for herself.

"It's time!"

With the shouts of the timer, all the guests got ready.

Serve all your dishes to the judges to taste, although the quality and dishes are good.

However, it did not reach the level that everyone was satisfied with, and there were basically only two votes.

"It seems that the guests have not had a chance to deal with our chef." The boss sighed, this has actually brought him a very good effect on his marketing promotion, so there is no need to continue, so he waved his arms, intending to end this cooking competition.

But Mo Fan, who had never cooked, suddenly said, "Wait, my dish, you don't seem to have tasted it yet?" ”

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