Wang Tonglin's subordinates were so numerous that in less than half an hour, all these things were ready.

The betting of the gambling game over there continued, and when some people who had been watching saw that Bai Chang had actually prepared these strange things, they immediately joined the team of betting on Master Liu.

They felt that there must be something wrong with this white spirit.

But there were also some people who were curious and began to watch to see what Bai Chang was going to do.

At this time, the time for the competition had come, so Chef Liu began to cook.

He is the authentic inheritor of paper-wrapped fried chicken, in the sky and on the ground, all over the world, he is indeed the only one who can make authentic paper-wrapped fried chicken.

Because, only he has bamboo shoot paper to make paper-wrapped fried chicken.

However, because this kind of paper is very scarce, he only has a small stock in his home, and because the workshops that can produce this kind of paper have basically disappeared, the bamboo shoot paper in his hand is still a few years ago.

First of all, he washed the chicken and removed the bones, cut it into pieces, marinated it with seasonings, and cut the mushrooms and green onions as ingredients.

This bamboo shoot paper is the key to making paper-wrapped fried chicken.

In addition to those who watched the excitement, many celebrity chefs and gourmets gathered around without blinking their eyes, for fear of missing the production process of this famous dish.

However, compared to these professionals, there are actually more people who watch the excitement.

Therefore, most people still gathered around Bai Chang to see what he was going to do.

Even, Bai Chang's popularity far exceeds that of Master Liu, and hundreds of people surround the inner and outer three floors.

On the other hand, there are only a dozen or twenty people in Master Liu's place, sparsely lala.

Looking at Bai Chang again, he was not in a hurry, first using a juicer to squeeze those bamboo shoots into a pulp little by little.

This process, of course, is not as good as Chef Liu's fried chicken, but it is much more interesting.

There are also many people whispering and talking on the side.

"I said, what is he doing, people are competing to make fried chicken, is he performing to make juice?"

"I really haven't heard of it, can you drink bamboo shoot juice?"

"It's useless to drink, it's a fried chicken contest today, what the hell is he doing?"

"Maybe you know that you can't win, and you can break the jar, right?"

"Then what did he do with such a big washbasin, planning to lose it and jump in and commit suicide?"

"What about the hair dryer, can anyone explain?"

"Stupid, he jumped in and got his clothes wet, blow dry......"

These people are talking nonsense, Bai Chang listened to it and snickered, and said in his heart that these people are so imaginative, but why didn't anyone complain about that screen?

In fact, he was making paper.

That's right, since you can't get the bamboo shoot paper anymore, then just make it yourself.

As the saying goes, do it yourself, have enough food and clothing.

In these days, a chef who can't make paper is not a good Taoist!

Ten bamboo shoots, all of them turned into a pulp after a while.

He then put the bamboo shoot pulp into the washbasin and poured half a basin of water into it.

Then stir the bamboo shoot pulp and water well, and then, use the sieve to start sifting out impurities.

At the same time, Chef Liu on the other side was already starting to fry the chicken.

He wrapped the chicken pieces with the bamboo shoot paper, and then put them in the oil pan, turning them endlessly.

In fact, the key to this dish is pickling and heat, which many people know.

But the most important thing is the "paper" inside the paper-wrapped fried chicken.

In a word, if you don't have the right paper, no matter how good your craftsmanship is, you can't make this dish.

The reason why Master Liu is known as the only inheritor in the world is because he is the only one who has bamboo shoot paper.

Therefore, many people think that he won today's game.

That's what he thinks himself.

After a while, the paper wrapped in the chicken nuggets began to turn golden brown, and the fragrance of the bamboo shoots began to slowly come out.

He turned down the heat and continued to flip the chicken nuggets while looking at Bai Chang with a smug expression.

This guy surnamed Bai doesn't cook, but is messing around there, does he think he can make bamboo shoot paper?

In fact, Master Liu also thought of Bai Chang's intention just now, but he definitely didn't believe that a cook would also make paper?

What's more, this bamboo shoot paper making is a unique skill that has been almost lost, and if he can make it casually, it will not be lost.

Therefore, he concluded that Bai Chang was cornered.

When I saw this, the win or loss of the two seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

Master Liu was about to make paper-wrapped fried chicken, and the old man Wang who was sitting on the side also showed a look of approval.

Looking at Bai Chang again, he continued to play in the water and mud there......

As a result, the stakes continued to increase.

When Master Liu's paper-wrapped fried chicken came out of the pot, the bet on him to win had already reached almost 50 million.

This number looks like a lot, but in fact, the more than 100 people present are only hundreds of thousands per person.

When Master Liu wins, they will receive an equal amount of compensation sponsored by Wang Tonglin, and it will be doubled again.

In other words, when the time comes, more than 100 people will equally share a huge compensation of 100 million.

Each person will receive about a million.

It's definitely a big gamble.

"Friends, Mr. Wang, this paper-wrapped fried chicken has been prepared, please taste it."

Master Liu proudly carried a plate of fragrant paper-wrapped fried chicken and came to Mr. Wang.

"Good, good, looks good."

A smile appeared on Old Man Wang's face, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Mr. Wang has already agreed with this dish.

But at this moment, Bai Chang slowly took the screen out of the water, and there was a thin layer of fibers hanging on it, shining with a crystal light, and there was a faint fragrance of fresh bamboo shoots.

"Huh......"

Old Man Wang had just picked up a piece of fried chicken and was about to put it in his mouth to taste it, when he suddenly saw this scene, it seemed that he had discovered a new world, and his attention immediately shifted to Bai Chang.

Then, he directly threw the fried chicken back on the plate, ran to Bai Chang's side, squatted down, and watched Bai Chang dry the screen and dry it little by little with a hair dryer.

Master Liu was stunned, and everyone present was dumbfounded.

What's wrong with this old man, he just made it, he doesn't eat the fragrant fried chicken, and he runs to mess around with that psychopath?

But at this time, Master Liu's face had changed a little.

He won't be...... Did you really make bamboo shoot paper?

Everyone hula, and they all gathered around Bai Chang again, leaving Master Liu with the plate of fried chicken by himself, alone and confused.

A few minutes later, Bai Yong shook the screen with his hand, and a complete piece of bamboo shoot paper appeared in his hand.

"Alright, I'm going to start cooking."

Bai Chang grabbed the cleaned chicken, wrapped it whole into bamboo shoot paper, and threw it into the oil pot.

Old Man Wang was like a child waiting for his food at this time, standing behind Bai Chang with his eyes blank, and he didn't dare to breathe.

At the same time, a knowing smile appeared on the old man's face......

But except for him, the faces of everyone present turned green.