Chapter 930: Bone Broth
The murderous aura that flowed out of Yang Wancai's body could be clearly felt as long as the people present were not too sluggish.
The corners of Gan Hua and the others' mouths raised slightly, even if they were the God of Wealth, they would not be calm in the face of Wang Gouzi.
Cutting off people's financial means is equivalent to killing their parents.
This is the same truth since ancient times, not to mention, cutting off the road of the God of Wealth, doesn't this change the reverse scale of the God of Wealth, no wonder it will be so angry.
However, it was not only Gan Hua and others who noticed the anger in Yang Wancai's chest.
Ouyang Shu, who had always stood beside Chu Xiangyun, couldn't help frowning a little.
Chu Xiangyun seemed to ignore this, but instead stood up and reached out to grab the scepter next to the seat.
Zhao Ke squinted.
I saw that the scepter, as the concubine said, was shining with gold, and at the top of the scepter, many gems were inlaid on it, and the raised gems were like the convex surface of the diamonds on the diamond ring.
Layer by layer, the gems are staggered to ensure that each gemstone can be exposed in a large enough area.
Under the light of the faint light, the rainbow is brilliant and extremely dazzling.
Zhao Ke gestured in his heart, looked at his fist again, and estimated that the thickest part of the scepter was larger than his fist.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but look sideways at the woman sitting on the table behind Chu Xiangyun, who had a relationship with him on the island.
I'm afraid this woman is the woman named Li Jing in the mouth of the city lord's concubine.
It was the rose group that was sent to the woman beside Chu Xiangyun.
Zhao Ke looked at the golden scepter, and then at Li Jing, and couldn't help but make up the picture in his mind that came out of the mouth of the city lord's concubine.
That picture, really...... Indescribable.
But now, it seems that the woman's face is ruddy as usual, and there is no discomfort at all.
This couldn't help but Zhao Ke secretly stretched out his thumb in his heart.
Such a 'six' woman, Zhao Ke could only say in his heart: "Admire." ”
"Introduction, my junior brother, told me that this master is the best cook in the world, and the two masters in my house are also quite unconvinced.
Chu Xiangyun opened his mouth to introduce.
Gan Hua and the others just nodded, as for Yang Wancai, the smile looming at the corner of his mouth couldn't tell what attitude it was.
But anyone can feel that those unkind eyes have always stared directly at Zhao Ke's body.
"Since it's a competition, you might as well add some color."
At this time, Shao Bing opened his mouth to propose, looked at Zhao Ke, and said with a smile: "I have a special crystal stone here, which can call thunder and lightning, and it can be regarded as a small treasure, whoever wins will belong to whom." ”
I saw a light blue crystal in Shao Bing's hand, which emitted a slight arc in the air from time to time.
It looks really extraordinary, Zhao Ke swept over with cold eyes, and pursed his lips with disdain in his heart: "Poor sour!" ”
A tattered power stone or something, or a treasure?
It is estimated that the contents of the ginseng essence belly pocket are more than anything before this thing.
Although Zhao Ke was disdainful, the eyes of the two cooks on the side lit up.
Although winning this bald man, it is easy for them to get their hands on it.
But if you get a treasure, it's a beautiful thing.
However, after Shao Bing's words were finished, Gan Hua took over the conversation casually: "Good thing, but this is too stress-free, if anyone loses, you might as well cut off someone's head, how about it." ”
Gan Hua's words made the faces of the two cooks beside Zhao Ke change suddenly, and their expressions became ugly.
Chu Xiangyun glanced at Ouyang Shu, and when he saw that Ouyang Shu didn't speak, he immediately waved his hand: "It's rare to have a distinguished guest, so let's do it, I believe in the cooking skills of my two masters." ”
Chu Xiangyun's words made the two cooks feel cold.
I have been cooking in the City Lord's Mansion for so many years, doing my best, and I have no credit and hard work.
But I don't want to, my own life can't compare to the casual words of these outsiders.
Zhao Ke frowned even more.
looked at Yang Wancai and Gan Hua and a few people, and when he saw the intentional or unintentional different colors between their eyebrows, he instantly understood the thoughts of this group of people.
This is a clear pit to dig for yourself.
Are you afraid that you won't give it your all?
Otherwise, this is a double trick, do it well, first prove your culinary attainments, and verify your identity on the side.
Secondly, it is delicious or not, there are so many of them, and the other two cooks do better than themselves.
What can I say?
If more than half of the people present said that it was not delicious, how many of the remaining people would offend a few distinguished guests for the sake of a cook??
I believe that if you can kill yourself with Chu Xiangyun's hand, regardless of whether you are really Wang Gouzi or not, it will do no harm to Baili.
"Hehe, it's just this little trick, it's too underestimating me." Zhao Ke sneered in his heart.
"An hour, ready to begin."
Chu Xiangyun's voice fell.
Outside the main hall, three stoves have been prepared, and all the materials have basically been prepared.
The steward took the incense from the servant and inserted it into the furnace.
This characteristic of the long incense, after the burning, is the time of a stick of incense.
An hour is two hours.
For a qualified chef, two hours for one dish is enough time.
But before Zhao Ke moved, the two masters beside him hurriedly walked to the stove and began to get busy.
After all, when it comes to their lives, no one dares to be negligent.
Zhao Ke didn't rush to make a move, turned around and walked in front of those ingredients, studied them carefully, and picked out some ingredients casually.
"Huh!"
Seeing the ingredients selected by Zhao Ke, some of the servants couldn't help but have different colors.
"Bones??"
Even people who are not very proficient in cooking will be extremely surprised when they see the ingredients selected by Zhao Ke.
An old chicken, two cow bones.
Zhao Ke's selection of materials,It's so simple??
The expressions of Gan Hua and the others suddenly became strange.
Ouyang Shu couldn't help clenching his fists, and his heart became nervous, if it weren't for not allowing, he would have rushed up to punch Zhao Ke.
This is related to his good apprentice, whether he can practice the completed Qing Yao Fu, this bald man is actually such nonsense.
"Hahaha, are you going to make soup? I'm afraid it's just a lack of time. ”
The master of the City Lord's Mansion ridiculed Zhao Ke unscrupulously.
"This old hen is not bad, I suggest you make a flower chicken, maybe there is still time to match your identity."
Seeing that Zhao Ke actually chose such a simple ingredient, the two of them couldn't help but smile on their faces.
This time I was able to compete in front of many distinguished guests, and the City Lord's Mansion naturally carried a lot of precious ingredients on its back.
But Zhao Ke actually chose the most ordinary ingredients.
It's a bit unexpected.
"Come on!"
Not far away, Xiao Jiayu stood in the distance, waving his palm at Zhao Ke, compared to Camille's heavy expression on the side, Jiayu didn't have any worries at all.
It seems that for her, in this world, there is no one who cooks better than Zhao Ke's cooking.
"Hey, hey!"
Zhao Ke waved his hand at Jiayu and lifted the kitchen knife on the table in his palm.
Seeing that the kitchen knife was in hand, Zhao Ke's eyes suddenly sharpened, and a knife cut into the chicken breast, but he saw that the kitchen knife never left the chicken.
Cut the tip and see that the chicken gradually begins to separate from the flesh and bones.
It seems that Zhao Ke is not holding a kitchen knife, but a brush, and the chicken on the table is like paper.
From the clouds and flowing water of the knife technique, unpredictable, wantonly swaying between the papers, but from the beginning to the end, one stroke.
Although Zhao Ke's selection of ingredients made everyone feel amused.
But he didn't know it, and he couldn't help but stare at the blade in Zhao Ke's hand.
It's as if this process is like watching a dance on the tip of a knife.
In contrast, the other two chefs were busy in full swing, although they were conditioning in an orderly manner, they stood with Zhao Ke, but they looked clumsy.
After reading Zhao Ke and looking at them again, the more I watched, the more uncomfortable I felt.
Even the sound they make when they chop meat is harsh.
No comparison, no harm.
It is human nature to climb high and step low.
When you see something better, you will start to feel disgusted with other things that are on the next level.
It's like those who use a certain fruit brand of mobile phones, always look down on domestic products, and don't even mind stepping on two feet, there are a lot of people.
Relatively low.
Zhao Ke's knife work is more like a performance.
Even Chu Xiangyun and others felt that watching Zhao Ke cook was much more interesting than watching the other two chefs cook.
An old chicken, in an instant, was molted and split by Zhao Ke, and there was not even a single shredded meat left in the bones.
Throw the kitchen knife in your hand.
But when he saw Zhao Ke, he actually threw the picked meat aside, leaving only the bones and beef bones, which were cooked together in the pot.
"Bone ???"
Everyone was stunned, completely stunned by this scene.
"Could it be...... Is he going to make us drink bone broth? ”
The corners of Gan Hua's mouth twitched, and he and Shao Bing shook their heads and looked at each other, always feeling that something was not quite right.
Even the God of Wealth's face couldn't help but look weird.
But Zhao Ke didn't care, but increased the heat and began to cook.
It seems that after the seasonings and mushrooms, as well as a fried river fish, the soup in the pot gradually turns from a clear soup to a milky white.
After it was done, Zhao Ke didn't care about it anymore, but walked up to the steward and stretched out his hand: "Give me another knife!" ”
The steward was stunned: "What about that just now?" ”
"Thrown!"
Steward: "......"
asked Zhao Ke to find a new kitchen knife, and saw Zhao Ke carrying the knife and walking to the cutting board.
With a raised gaze, he looked at Yang Wancai in the main hall.
Grinning, I don't know where to take out a big turnip.
It was only in the distance that Yang Wan saw the radish in Zhao Ke's hand, his brows suddenly jumped, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.
"That's ......"
Even though Yang Wancai's city mansion was extremely deep, and he was always calm when he sat there, when he saw the big radish in Zhao Ke's hand, he still couldn't help but tighten his pupils: "Wangcai!" ”