Seeing that Lin Haofeng was so confident, Sister Qiong couldn't hold back her curiosity, so she immediately picked up the chopsticks and tasted the soft and sweet pumpkin balls first.

I saw her chewing the food in her mouth, while the corners of her mouth rose slightly, the crispy outside and glutinous taste of the pumpkin balls also had a sweet but not greasy taste, so she couldn't help but praise again and again: "Well, delicious!" It's worthy of your Lin Haofeng's craftsmanship, it's amazing. ”

After that, Sister Qiong also gave Lin Haofeng a thumbs up, and Lin Haofeng, who was affirmed, smiled back with joy.

Rong Ling saw that Sister Qiong praised Lin Haofeng's craftsmanship so much, and she was even more curious.

She picked up her chopsticks and took a piece of crispy roast goose and put it in her mouth.

"Click-"

As the upper and lower teeth chewed, the sound of the crispy skin of the roast goose being bitten off kept coming from Rong Ling's mouth.

Rong Ling was very surprised, not to mention that this roast goose is in modern times, even if it is placed in the Dajing Dynasty, it can be regarded as a first-class product, whether it is the crispiness of the skin or the tenderness of the goose meat, it is just right.

Especially the rich juice bursting out of the goose meat, it can be said that Lin Haofeng's grasp of the heat of the roast goose is fully reflected.

Even Rong Ling, who has been a court banquet for nearly ten years, can't help but secretly praise this, which is enough to see the chef's skills.

In order to alleviate the slight greasy duck meat, Rong Ling picked up the bowl of golden silk noodle soup in front of her, she picked up the noodles with chopsticks, put them in her mouth and chewed, suddenly, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she had found something wrong.

I saw that she immediately put down her chopsticks, picked up the spoon in the bowl, scooped up a spoonful of noodle soup, and tasted it lightly.

But as this mouthful of soup was swallowed, Rong Ling's brows frowned even tighter.

Lin Haofeng noticed the change in the expression on Rong Ling's face, his heart flickered, and he immediately asked softly and tentatively, "What's wrong?" But what's wrong with that? ”

As the three-grade imperial chef of the Dajing Dynasty, Rong Ling naturally ate the problem of this side in one bite. But Lin Haofeng is Sister Qiong's friend after all, and it is the first time they have met, if he is so grandiose to expose other people's craftsmanship, it is indeed a bit abrupt.

Therefore, Rong Ling thought about it again and again, but he still hesitated and didn't know how to speak.

Sister Qiong saw Rong Ling's concerns, although she didn't have any shortcomings in the taste of this noodle, but out of curiosity, she also wanted to know what Rong Ling had about Lin Haofeng's craftsmanship.

So, she put down the chopsticks in her hand, looked at Rong Ling with a smile, and said, "If you have anything to say, he won't mind, he is worried that no one will give him advice." ”

Sister Qiong's words seemed to hit Lin Haofeng's mind all of a sudden, he turned his face and smiled, hugged his arms, looked at Rong Ling and said calmly: "Sister Qiong is right, what do you think is wrong with this, but it doesn't hurt to say it, since this is a food trial, it is to find fault." So, just say, I'm listening. ”

Lin Haofeng's indifferent appearance made Rong Ling's worries disappear a lot. Since it is a discussion on food, she is naturally willing to give guidance.

So, she pushed the bowl of noodles in front of Lin Haofeng, and said bluntly: "Although the heat of this noodle is just right, the softness is moderate, but the taste of the noodles itself is too strong." In contrast, the taste of the soup is much inferior, although there are green bamboo shoots and cabbage sum, and even the broth is carefully boiled, but it is still a little worse in terms of ingredients, if you add some more ingredients to improve the umami of the soup, this noodles will taste better. ”

Rong Ling's word-by-word comments, each sentence made Lin Haofeng, who was standing behind the dining table, stunned.

He always thought that Rong Ling was just an artist brought by Sister Qiong, and he never thought that she would have such an in-depth study and experience of food.

Lin Haofeng was a little incredulous, this could not match the Rong Ling described by the previous network at all.

He originally thought that Rong Ling was like other newcomers in the circle, just singing, dancing, playing tricks, and stirring up scandals, but he never expected that this little girl who angrily dumped Pei Anna for 500,000 yuan would make such a professional evaluation.

This really impressed him, it seems that he really underestimated her, this Rong Ling is not simple.

With a slightly surprised look, Lin Haofeng turned his head to look at Sister Qiong, who was sitting opposite Rong Ling, who seemed to have expected it for a long time, and his expression was very calm, he couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart: "Sister Qiong, the newcomers you brought are really getting more and more surprised." It seems that this Miss Rong is also very good at cooking. ”

Sister Qiong originally sat up straight and leaned back in the chair, spread her hands, and said proudly: "Of course, the person who signed my Sister Qiong will naturally not be wrong." When has my vision ever been bad? ”

"Yes, yes, Sister Qiong's artist will always make people shine." After saying this, Lin Haofeng turned his gaze back to Rong Ling's body.

At this time, Rong Ling, who got up early in the morning and didn't have lunch, was hungry and continued to taste the pumpkin balls and roast goose made by Lin Haofeng, but he only put the bowl of noodles aside and didn't look at it.

Sister Qiong on the side looked at such a scene, recalling Rong Ling's appearance of making chicken soup during the live broadcast yesterday, and her eyes subconsciously rolled, as if she had another plan in her heart.

I saw that she suddenly became interested, hugged her arms, looked at Lin Haofeng and said, "It seems that my artist is not satisfied with your face." What to do? Do you dare to let her show you a hand? Look, what's wrong with you? ”

When Lin Haofeng heard it, it was the first time that an artist dared to challenge him, this matter was quite interesting, and he was really curious, what kind of craftsmanship did this Rong Ling, who had just commented on the Tao, have.

So, he didn't hesitate, and immediately responded: "Okay, if Miss Rong is willing, I naturally want to ask for advice." ”

Sister Qiong saw that this was going to be done, and sat up straight again, supported her chin with one hand, and looked at Rong Ling with expectant eyes: "Xiao Ling, how is it?" Would you like to show us a hand? Yesterday's live broadcast, you showed your sister that you were hungry. Don't say no, you're fools. ”

Fooling people?

Rong Ling would do such a shameful thing.

Will be yes, won't be no, Rong Ling has been in charge of the imperial dining room in the Dajing Dynasty for many years, and she will never cheat, every dish is made by her sincerity, even if she travels to modern times, this sincerity will not change.

What's more, cooking is her vocation for an imperial chef, and guests have requirements, so they naturally have to try their best to meet them, how can they be fooled?

In order to correct his name, and to understand the itchy hands that have not been cooking for a long time, Rong Ling did not shirk it, but responded directly: "Since Sister Qiong has spoken, then I might as well be respectful." ”

As he spoke, Rong Ling stood up, took off another apron hanging on the wall, and tied it around the slender waist, and the long black hair that was originally draped behind him was also tied up in a high ponytail with black leather bands.

The sleeves of the loose white shirt on her body were also rolled up by a third, and Sister Qiong looked at her like this, needless to say, she should be ready to do a big job.

I can't help but feel that my heart is already full of anticipation.

"Bell bell

Soon, in the open kitchen behind the dining table, there was the sound of Rong Ling cutting vegetables quickly.

Shred bamboo shoots, cut mushrooms into strips, and soak dried abalone, scallops, dried shrimps and other ingredients in water for later use.

Rong Ling's every step is quite accurate, even the shredding knife work is perfect, Lin Haofeng, who is watching, can't help but nod his head again and again in admiration.

"Sister Qiong, are you sure you're looking for an artist or not a chef? I haven't heard anyone say this before, Pei Anna's assistant has this ability? Lin Haofeng said in surprise.

"Alas, don't talk about you, I've been in the circle for so many years, and I haven't heard of it. It seems that this girl is indeed hidden. ”

After speaking, Sister Qiong turned her head to look at Rong Ling, who was busy in the kitchen, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but show a smile of relief.

But on the other side, Lin Haofeng, who was sitting next to her, had a completely different expression.

I saw him raise his eyebrows, and with a slightly knowingly asking tone, he asked Sister Qiong: "Sister Qiong, you brought her here today, I'm afraid, it's not as simple as having a meal, right?" ”

Sister Qiong and Lin Haofeng have known each other for many years, so naturally it is not surprising that he can guess his thoughts, so in the face of Lin Haofeng's inquiry, Sister Qiong is not very surprised.

She still looked calm, calmly sandwiched a piece of pumpkin ball and put it in her mouth, and replied to Lin Haofeng with a slightly mysterious tone: "Eat first, and talk about other things after eating the noodles made by Xiaoling." ”