Most of the people in Xijing City are wearing dark cloth clothes, and few people in bright silk clothes stand in crowded places, because there are two high stands on both sides of the square, and as long as you pay copper plates, you can go up and sit and watch the game, and you don't have to crowd around with people.

So when a girl with a very beautiful face and a lake-green silk gown stood in the crowd, it was hard not to glance at her.

Meng Hui was also shocked and unintentionally swept that touch of green, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw it clearly. "It turned out to be Meng Rugong! scared the baby to death, and thought that when I met someone who had crossed through rebirth, it was still the kind that came from my hometown. ”

Meng Rugong seemed to have seen her a long time ago, glanced at her, didn't mean to say hello at all, and only stared at the resentful girl who was making sushi on the field.

"It turns out that she also ran into this world. It seemed that the resentment of this girl attracted her, and the two agreed to take what they needed. Meng Hui suddenly thought of this inexplicable cooking competition that was not limited to men and women, and suddenly turned his eyes to look at Meng Rugong again, "Shouldn't this competition be what she picked up!" ”

Meng Hui felt that if he had something to do with Meng Rugong, then everything would make sense. For Meng Rugong, it is easy to manipulate an ancient, whether it is the queen mother or the imperial concubine, she can always have a way to make the other party obey orders.

It seems that the resentful girl's obsession is to become a female chef, and this competition is an opportunity for Meng Rugong to become famous for her.

Meng Hui pouted, fortunately she didn't have to win the top spot this time, otherwise it would be unfair to compete with Meng Rugong's resentful master.

Thinking that there was no intersection between the tasks of the two, Meng Hui breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was a little lucky. It's not that she's cowardly, but Meng Rugong is too strong, she can't be strong, if there is really a conflict, it must be herself who suffers.

Fortunately, judging from the current situation, the competition that Meng Rugong won for both men and women is still a great thing for her and the task. As for the plaque of "The World's First Chef", it is still reserved for the sushi girl, she can enter the top 20 and see with her own eyes that Mao Bu is unlucky and embarrassed.

Meng Hui quickly put away her mind and stopped caring about other people's affairs, she and Aunt Ma cooperated very tacitly, beating eggs, mixing egg liquid soy milk, filtering foam and fine foreign bodies, and soon put bowls of semi-finished products into the steamer.

Here, Aunt Ma washed and chopped vegetables, and Meng Hui began to prepare fish sauce and steamed and fried salted egg yolks. The audience at the tournament couldn't see what everyone was doing, and the surrounding stoves were busy doing their own work, and they didn't care to peek at their opponents.

Meng Hui and Aunt Ma have been immersed in the matter at hand, and they haven't even thought about who this person is.

"Auntie, Dan Yujing is almost there, take it out."

"Okay!"

Every time Aunt Ma took out a bowl, Meng Hui had to carefully check the quality of the finished product to make sure that each serving was no different from the one made in the past few days, so she could rest assured that she would pile it aside to cool it for later use.

The ingredients she used were so simple, with only a pile of eggshells piled up on the floor, a few empty buckets of soy milk, and some parts of ginger and garlic that had been removed. There were two cooks around who were waiting for the pot to boil, and they both looked mocking.

Meng Hui ignored it and continued to mix the sauce and stir-fry, and waited until the unique aroma of the fish diffused that the contestants on the surrounding stoves had a solemn look.

Seeing the change in the expressions of these people, Aunt Ma muttered softly with pride: "Hmph, this time I know how powerful our Hui'er is!" ”

Meng Hui turned his head and smiled at her, and as soon as he put up a large pot of fried fish spices, he saw Mao Buba coming from a distance.

"What are you doing?" Mao Buba's smile was cloudy, and a pair of eyes kept sweeping around the stove, which was annoying. "Why didn't you use hairy eggs? Isn't it surprising that it smells? ”

Meng Hui sneered: "You still have the face to say!" Her indignant expression made the smile on Mao Buba's face deeper.

"Oh, who made you jump up and down in the back kitchen of Tianxianglou all day long, and let your master teach you how to cook? Doesn't this offend people? Mao Buba thought of Chang Lu quietly running to the back door of his house with a look of hatred, and he still couldn't stop gloating in his heart.

Meng Hui knew that Mao Buba was the most treacherous, so he pretended to be angry and cursed hatefully: "You just do it, see if the nobles in the palace will like your stinky dishes!" He'll give you the recipe, and I'm not going to do it at all! ”

Hearing her words, Mao Bupluck became even happier, glanced at the eggshells on the ground, and laughed exaggeratedly: "This is your novelty?" You don't have ever eaten eggs like you when you are a nobleman in the palace? It's really going to laugh off people's big teeth! Hahaha......" He turned away triumphantly, not seeing the finished egg jade crystal covered with gauze from beginning to end.

As for the fish-flavored seasoning, Meng Hui covered it with a pot lid the moment he saw his figure, and when he approached, he could only smell a residual sweet and sour aroma.

"Ouch, my heart is about to pop out! I'm afraid that he will find out that something is wrong and change the dish temporarily! I said, Hui'er, how can you tell him that? What if he reacts to the bad stinky food? Aunt Ma kept patting her chest after the hair was pulled out, and shook her head nervously.

Meng Hui smiled and said, "You don't know this." He is a treacherous man, and his heart is still bad, and he likes to think of people in bad terms. If I show that I really want to make that dish, he will definitely have more eyes. If you have to act angry, annoyed and uncaring, he will really think that the recipe for stinky mandarin fish was given to him by Changlu who is jealous of me. ”

Aunt Ma exclaimed: "As soon as you say that, I will understand, isn't that person like that!" Her tone was disdainful, and a little angry, "If we keep praising the good of the stinky mandarin fish, he will definitely think that it is a trap, and we are deceiving him, which is really not a good thing!" ”

"Auntie, why are you angry about this, we lied to him in the first place!" Meng Hui couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw her indignant face, the two talked for a while, felt a lot more relaxed, and quickly sped up the movements of his hands, because someone was already serving food in the distance.

"Oh, look at that girl's food!" Aunt Ma suddenly looked into the distance and touched Meng Hui with her elbow, "What is that?" Why are they so colorful? ”

Meng Hui was rolling the green and white green onion shreds, and when he heard this, he raised his head and looked at Aunt Ma's hand, and it was the sushi girl holding a large plate with all kinds of sushi on it.

Some are crystal clear rice balls with cucumbers and egg rolls inside, and brightly colored fish on top; Some wrap fish fillets and abalone fillets in them, wrap them in nori and cut them into small pieces. It's more exquisite and beautiful than the authentic Japanese restaurant.