Originally, she thought that this was the love of her apprentice, but she didn't expect it to be a rotten peach blossom, and she had a fiancée and came to hook up with her apprentice.

This Tang Jinyu is also funny, looking at everyone like a rival in love, thinking that a woman will fall in love with her fiancé.

Fortunately, Huihui only has the one thing in her eyes, cooking, otherwise she would have been a little pretended to Zhou Chengzong yesterday, and she would have ended up fishy today.

The gate of the pepper garden opened, and a group of people waiting outside were able to enter.

Zhou Chengzong and Fang Hui stood side by side, "Miss Fang, I have a question I want to ask you, I don't know if it's inconvenient?" ”

His fiancée is next to him, and he is still close to Huihuitao, is this deliberately hating Huihui? Shen Yizhi was slandered in his heart.

Sure enough, Tang Jinyu's eyes became more vigilant when she looked at Fang Hui.

"Huihui, leave him alone." Shen Yizhi sent a message to Fang Hui.

Fang Hui was slightly stunned, but after being with the master for more than a year, she also understood the master's miracles, nodded slightly, and directly rejected Zhou Chengzong: "It's inconvenient." ”

The words fell, and he quickened his pace and walked forward.

Zhou Chengzong looked at her back, but the corners of his lips were hooked, and the interest in his eyes was even stronger.

Tang Jinyu tugged at his sleeve before he came back to his senses.

"Why is Brother Zhou so polite to her, there is no family of culinary families surnamed Fang in this Yingcheng."

The implication is that Fang Hui came out of a small family, and it is not worth him to put down his body to make friends.

Zhou Chengzong glanced at her lightly: "Not now, but seven years ago, the Fang family was a leading presence in the culinary world of Yingcheng. Although the Fang family is in decline now, the foundation is still there after all, and it is not comparable to ordinary people. ”

Hearing these words in Tang Jinyu's ears, it was a compliment to Fang Hui in disguise, how could she stand it?

She can't be angry with Zhou Chengzong, isn't it easy to deal with a Fang Hui?

Tang Jinyu's heart turned, and she had an idea.

A smile spread on his face again: "What Brother Zhou said is that if there is a chance later, I will see if I can recruit Miss Fang over, so that her cooking skills can be used." ”

The Tang family controls a lot of business, and the restaurant is one of them.

Zhou Chengzong's lips moved, but he didn't say anything more.

Shen Yizhi looked at Tang Jinyu and always felt that she was holding back something.

It's also ape dung, Tang Jinyu is Xie Wanlin's favorite granddaughter before she went crazy, she is very pampered on weekdays, where has she ever cooked? I don't know how she managed to get into the second level of the cooking conference.

However, considering the power of the Tang family, this kind of thing does not seem to be difficult to understand.

The 32 people who advanced entered the competition venue in turn, and each was given a small cubicle, which was only three or four square meters, with a stove and some firewood piled up next to it, and knives and various ingredients on the board.

It's hard to get around when people stand in it, but this is only for the contestants temporarily, and this condition is enough.

When everyone was in place, the two little guys distributed two eggs and a bowl of water to each person, and they were gone.

"Bang!" The gong was struck, and one of the servants said: "The first test question of the second level, make a bowl of egg custard——"

This question is really a bit unexpected, without him, the dish of egg custard is too simple, and there is not much technical content at all, not to mention all the chefs here, even ordinary women can easily make it.

However, sometimes the simpler the thing, the more difficult it is to do it well.

"It's two quarters of an hour, and from now on, when the sand in this hourglass is gone, you must stop what you are doing." Directly ahead, the little guy turned an hourglass upside down.

As the sand leaked down, so did the time.

Everyone didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly threw themselves into the cooking of egg custard.

Fang Hui picked up the egg on the table, as soon as she started the egg, she felt that something was wrong, she leaned into her ear and shook it, her face was slightly gloomy.

The egg is obviously broken!

Was it an accident or a deliberate one?

Fang Hui is not stupid, in order to ensure the fairness of the competition, the organizer will strictly check the ingredients to be used before the competition starts, how can a bad egg be mixed in?

So, it's artificial? Deliberately targeting her so that she would lose the game?

So who did it? She asked herself if she hadn't offended anyone.

In yesterday's first level, although her performance was a little more eye-catching, it didn't make people risk ruining the game to get rid of her, right?

Fang Hui thought about it and didn't make a noise, but quietly took out two eggs from the treasure bag and replaced the two eggs provided by the organizer.

It's still the game that matters.

Even if she yelled about it, what would she do if she was given a problematic egg at that time? That's just a waste of time.

It's better to let the person who secretly did it think that he has been tricked, and then do it when the game is over.

Fortunately, Master was thoughtful and asked her to prepare some basic ingredients in her treasure bag so that she would not need them.

Isn't that going to come in handy now?

Not to mention eggs, even water and seasonings, she doesn't dare to use them here, or bring them herself more assured.

The two guys are walking back and forth in the middle aisle, but cooking is not like doing questions, and you can also plagiarize, cooking requires real kung fu in your hands, where can you plagiarize?

If you can do it, you will do it, and if you can't do it, you know that it is useless.

Therefore, the two little guys did not patrol strictly, which gave Fang Hui a chance to drop the bag.

When the egg custard is ready, it is placed on the table, and then the red silk is hung up and waiting for a few judges to come and judge it.

Fang Hui was neither fast nor slow, in the middle, she hung up the red silk, and in a short time, the eight judges came to her cubicle.

The little guy on the side is holding a tray, and the spoon is placed on the plate in the tray, so that the judges can taste the egg custard.

Zhou Shenghe took the lead in scooping a small spoonful and tasted it.

To be honest, if you want to taste thirty-two servings of egg custard at one time, no matter how much you love egg custard, you will be numb, so at first Zhou Shenghe didn't have much hope for the egg custard in front of him, but just had a business Buddhist mentality.

However, as soon as the custard was in his mouth, he was amazed!

Truth be told, it really was the best custard he'd ever tasted! Not one of them!

Seeing him take one bite after another, the other judges were shocked, "Old Zhou, how is this egg custard?" ”

Zhou Shenghe coughed reservedly, "Well, it tastes very good, Jiashang." ”

Some reluctantly put down the spoon.

After all, I have to save a little bit for the other judges.

When the others tasted it, they all nodded their heads again and again.

Real food is unpretentious in two words - delicious!

Those so-called evaluation words are just supplements made because they are not delicious enough!