If he escapes regardless of it, Zhang Fan will definitely be condemned by his conscience. Moreover, without the help of Zhou Kemeng and the two of them, he would definitely not be able to live until now.

Now that they have a life-and-death crisis, even if Zhang Fan dies, he has to save them. Zhang Fan held the coffin nail tightly in his hand, and cold sweat overflowed from his palm.

"Oh?" Hearing Zhang Fan's voice, the big fat chef turned his head in confusion.

"Big brother, let's discuss it well, don't be impulsive!" Zhang Fan accompanied him with a smiling face, with a flattering expression.

"Talk to me? You are all my ingredients, what qualifications do you have to discuss with me? The big fat chef didn't take Zhang Fan's words seriously at all.

In his eyes, Zhang Fan, a living person, is just a humble little worm who can be pinched to death casually and does not pose a threat at all.

"Hmm...... That's it, big brother, I think you're also a chef, why don't you compare who I have better cooking skills with you? Zhang Fan saw that the other party's oil and salt did not enter, he was anxious, his mind was hot, and he couldn't help blurting out.

But as soon as he said this, he regretted it. He doesn't know much about cooking at all, and comparing his cooking skills with the other party is simply looking for abuse.

"Oh? Compare your cooking skills with me? As soon as he heard this, the big fat chef's eyes showed a rare trace of excitement, as if he felt unprecedented interest in Zhang Fan's words.

For chefs, fighting or something is difficult to get into the hall of elegance after all, and only competing in cooking skills is their biggest goal in life.

The sense of accomplishment of conquering one enemy after another in the culinary art is the most fascinating, even obsessive.

"Haha! Young people can't see that you can cook! Well..... Yes, then I will accept your plea and compete with you in cooking! ”

"So be it..... If you're a better cook than me, I'll spare you a little life, but if you ...... Your cooking skills can't beat me, so you obediently stay and use it as an ingredient for me! The big fat chef laughed, then put away the big kitchen knife in his hand, and did not continue to shoot at Song Qingqing.

"Uh...... OK! The cold sweat on Zhang Fan's forehead became more and more, he swallowed his saliva with a dry mouth, and now he was at the point where he had to send an arrow, if he vetoed the cooking competition with the other party, maybe this dead fat man would kill Song Qingqing and Zhou Kemeng as soon as possible.

"I'll give you half an hour to prepare and see who makes something better!" After saying that, the big fat chef left without looking back, entered the back kitchen, and began to work on food.

Zhang Fan watched the other party leave, and his hanging heart relaxed, so he hurriedly trotted to Song Qingqing's side, gently helped her up, and after doing this, Zhang Fan cut off Zhou Kemeng's body again and put it back together.

After a while, Zhang Fan brought a chair to Song Qingqing and Zhou Kemeng and asked them to sit down, and then he wiped his sweat with trembling palms, looking nervous.

"Brother Zhang Fan, are you really sure to defeat this dead fat man?" Zhou Kemeng saw Zhang Fan's nervousness and couldn't help asking.

"I'm not sure, but I've got it now, so I have to bite the bullet."

"Now, you should take advantage of this time to hurry back to your own carriage, and I will play with this dead fat man by myself!" Zhang Fan didn't want Zhou Kemeng and them to wait here with him, if his cooking skills couldn't fight against this big fat chef, it was estimated that he would be dead at that time, it was better to let Zhou Kemeng and them leave early, maybe they could also avoid being poisoned.

"No, I can't leave you here alone! If there is anything, everyone will carry it together! Song Qingqing directly rejected Zhang Fan's suggestion and said with a serious expression.

"Yes, yes, Qingqing won't leave, and I won't leave, it's a big deal to break the net!" Zhou Kemeng said with a grin.

"But ......" Zhang Fan hesitated, to be honest, he didn't want Zhou Kemeng and Song Qingqing to stay and face danger with him.

"It's nothing, we're sure you can do it!" Song Qingqing smiled and cheered Zhang Fan on.

"That's okay, then we'll fight with this dead fat man!" After Song Qingqing's encouragement, Zhang Fan raised his head, and his eyes became extremely firm.

Since you are cornered, then fight to the end. Zhang Fan brought a stool from the side and began to think seriously about what kind of food he planned to cook next.

But he is not very good at cooking, and he usually steam rice, soak instant noodles and eat it, as for other more complicated steamed buns, dumplings or something, he doesn't know at all.

Wait a minute! Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Zhang Fan's mind, and something came to mind. This delicious thing doesn't have to be a cumbersome luxury to make, in fact...... As long as the taste is delicious enough, it is enough.

"I've got a way!" Zhang Fan slapped his head and stood up from his chair. Seeing that Zhang Fan had a way, Song Qingqing and the others looked surprised, and asked curiously what the solution was.

Zhang Fan just showed a mysterious smile, and replied that you will know later. Soon, half an hour passed in a hurry.

The big fat chef brought an iron basin covered by a lid from the back kitchen and brought it to the dining table. And Zhang Fan also put a large white bowl with a lid on the dining table.

"Okay, how delicious the food is, let these two ghosts taste it!" The big fat chef handed Zhou Kemeng and Song Qingqing a pair of chopsticks respectively, and said expectantly.

Zhou Kemeng and the two took the chopsticks with their backhands, looked at each other, and glanced at Zhang Fan again before lifting the lid on the food made by the big fat chef.

When the lid was lifted, what greeted me was a large pot of fatty fresh meat. The fresh meat was red, with a raging flame, and in addition to a strange aroma, it wafted through the kitchen for a long time.

Zhou Kemeng was the first to move the chopsticks, she casually picked up a piece of delicate lean meat and put it to her mouth, and chewed it slowly.

Just after a few bites, her eyes widened, her face was full of sickly flush, and she devoured it regardless of her image, obviously this pot of meat was too delicious and delicious, so she couldn't stop eating it.

Compared with Zhou Kemeng, Song Qingqing only took a small bite, then silently put down the chopsticks and did not continue to eat.

Seeing this scene, the big fat chef's brows furrowed abruptly. In the past a few moments, Zhou Kemeng put down his chopsticks unfinished and said something delicious to the big fat chef.

As soon as these words came out, the big fat chef instantly smiled. Song Qingqing on the side glared at Zhou Kemeng when she heard the voice, and scolded, which side are you?

After Zhou Kemeng heard this, he reacted, and hurriedly muttered his mouth and stopped talking.

"Alright, it's your turn next!" The big fat chef's eyes flashed, looked at the food prepared in front of Zhang Fan, and sneered.

In his opinion, Zhang Fan, a stinky kid who has not dried up, even if he knows some cooking skills, how advanced can he be.

You must know that you have been immersed in cooking for more than ten years, and the strength of cooking skills is not comparable to this wild boy at all.

"As you wish!" In this regard, Zhang Fan was not very flustered, but unhurriedly lifted the lid on the white bowl.

At this moment, Zhou Kemeng, Song Qingqing, and the eyes of the big fat chef were all attracted to the past.

I want to see what the food is in this big white bowl. When Zhang Fan was cooking just now, he didn't let Zhou Kemeng and Song Qingqing watch from the side, because he wanted to leave a surprise for them, and it would be interesting to reveal it too early.

"It's ...... Noodles? The big fat chef took a look, a little surprised, and couldn't help but question.

"Yes!" Zhang Fan did not continue to hide it and nodded.

"You're trying to beat me just because of such a mediocre bowl of noodles? Are you kidding me? The big fat chef felt that Zhang Fan didn't take himself to heart, and suddenly became a little angry.

There is nothing peculiar about this kind of noodles at all, and even if it is given to guests, it is very rude.

"Don't worry, let them taste it and you'll know how it tastes!" Zhang Fan didn't rush to explain, but handed Zhou Kemeng and the others a pair of brand-new chopsticks and asked them to taste the taste of this bowl of noodles.

Song Qingqing took the chopsticks and was the first to taste the taste of the noodles. She first carefully picked up a noodle and put it in her mouth.

As the noodles enter the mouth, a fragrance that cannot be described in words spreads in the mouth.

It seems to be like a spring breeze, and it seems to be walking alone in the mountains in the spring flowers, which makes people feel happy for a while, and there is a feeling of fluttering fairy.

It's delicious, it's so comfortable, it's the best in the world, and it's worth it to die if you eat it once. Song Qingqing closed her eyes and enjoyed it, her face was flushed, and she looked intoxicated and couldn't extricate herself.

Seeing Song Qingqing's appearance, Zhou Kemeng also became a little interested, and then, she also tentatively picked up a noodle and put it in her mouth.

For a moment, her eyes widened suddenly, and the chopsticks in her hand fell to the ground with a click. After a long time, she said with tears in her eyes, it was delicious, and then under the stunned gaze of the big fat chef, she devoured a bowl of noodles into her mouth.

"Kemeng, you leave me some!" Song Qingqing came back to her senses and saw Zhou Kemeng pouring a bowl of noodles into her mouth, and she was immediately anxious, and she directly fought and began to snatch it frantically.

This scene looks very absurd, and people can't help but laugh.

"How is this possible!!" As a veteran chef, he was also stunned by the situation in front of him, he didn't expect it to become like this.

You know, when a diner fights over food, it means that the food is indeed delicious.

"I don't believe it, you guys are definitely joining forces to lie to me!!" At this time, the big fat chef suddenly realized that Zhou Kemeng and the two were in the same group as the living person in front of him.

So it is very likely that they are deliberately acting in a play to deceive themselves in order to survive at the moment, so as to win.

Right! It must be so! It must be so! Damn, it's damned! Thinking of this, the big fat chef's face was gloomy, his facial features became distorted, and he was annoyed and angry, and just as he was about to lift the table and burst out, a bowl of steaming noodles was handed to him.

Seeing this, the big fat chef was stunned, looked up, and found Zhang Fan looking at him with a smile.

"Believe it or not, you'll know if you taste it yourself!" Zhang Fan smiled and handed a pair of chopsticks to the big fat chef.

The big fat chef swallowed his saliva, even though he was extremely unhappy, he still took the chopsticks, hurriedly picked up a noodle, and couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth.

But...... The moment he put this noodle in his mouth, his eyes widened several times, his body stumbled a few times, and he fell directly from the chair to the ground.

His face was incredulous, and his breathing became extremely short. Because...... When he ate this noodle, he seemed to see himself vaguely, as if he had flown up nine days.

Above the nine heavens, he has a pair of wings, flying in the clouds, shoulder to shoulder with the sun, looking at all the rainbows, the spring breeze is blowing, and the spirit is vibrant, it is really happy and chic.

After about a long time, the big fat man knelt on the ground, covered his face with his hands and cried bitterly, and said to Zhang Fan with a trembling voice: "I lost!" Lose and lose! I have been studying cooking for so many years, but it is the first time I have tasted such delicious food!! ”

"Little brother, can you tell me what is the name of this noodle? So that I can lose clearly!! The big fat man asked Zhang Fan in an almost pleading tone.

When Zhang Fan heard this, he just smiled and replied lightly: "This face is unknown, in my hometown...... People call it ...... Instant noodles! ”