"Grandpa, I have no other questions, thanks."

Smiling and waving to the old man who was passing by, Qin Lang sat back in his place.

After learning about the objective situation from passers-by, he was able to determine that what Zhao Wenchang said before was true.

This time the competition was indeed the restaurant called Liu Ji Noodle Restaurant that was aggressive, and the fact that the owner of Zhao Ji Noodle Restaurant was a friend of Uncle Luo Hui also made Qin Lang's position fall to Zhao Ji's side.

If he can, he doesn't mind helping each other and participating in this competition instead of Zhao Ji Noodle Restaurant.

While making this decision in his heart, Qin Lang saw Zhao Wenchang walking out of the store door and walking quickly towards this side.

But this time, there was a middle-aged man in front of Zhao Wenchang who was very similar to his facial features.

Needless to introduce, Qin Lang had already guessed the identity of the person who came.

Zhao Wenchang's father, a friend of Uncle Luo Hui, Mr. Zhao Junzhang.

"You are Qin Lang's little friend, Luo Hui mentioned you to me." Zhao Junzhang smiled enthusiastically, "Let's go inside and talk." ”

Behind him, Zhao Wenchang squeezed his eyes at Qin Lang and signaled that it was done.

Soon, the three of them walked into the store.

"I didn't expect that the Imperial Spirit Chef invited by Wen Chang was you, such a coincidence really surprised me." Zhao Junzhang handed a glass of water to Qin Lang, and said a little nervously, "Do you have those items that Luo Hui asked you to hand over?" ”

"It's all here." Qin Lang handed over the box he was carrying.

"Thank you so much." Zhao Junzhang took it carefully, put it directly on the table and opened it, "Let me see..."

As the box opened, some bottles and cans appeared in front of the three people.

It was also the first time that Qin Lang had seen the contents of the box, and he quickly recognized that these were all seasonings and ingredients that were special products of Dongxia City and other cities.

The only thing these seasonings have in common is that they are hard to find in Qingyang City.

After taking some inventory, Zhao Junzhang breathed a sigh of relief.

With these rare local seasonings and ingredients, he can cook a special pasta dish that will hopefully be a surprise winner.

Immediately afterwards, he thought that the other party came here, not only to complete Luo Hui's entrustment to send seasonings and ingredients to himself, but also to participate in the competition at the invitation of his son.

To some extent, these two purposes are in conflict.

Thinking of this, Zhao Junzhang had a headache again.

"I heard from Wen Chang, you are also good at pasta?" Although he kept thinking in his heart, Zhao Junzhang kept silent and spoke as if he were a homemaker.

"I think I know a lot." Qin Lang said modestly.

"That's not your average specialty." Zhao Wenchang on the side muttered, "Qin Lang is the culinary champion of Dongxia City!" ”

Dongxia City Cooking Champion?

Zhao Junzhang's heart shook slightly.

He didn't care about Zhao Wenchang's words at all before, and Zhao Wenchang hadn't had time to say Qin Lang's identity yet.

And although he asked Luo Hui in Dongxia City to help collect seasonings and ingredients, he didn't tell the other party about his predicament, so Luo Hui didn't deliberately mention the glory that Qin Lang won when he mentioned Qin Lang, only that he was a trustworthy junior.

Knowing that the young man in front of him was also a municipal cooking champion, Zhao Junzhang's mentality quickly changed.

Perhaps, let him try?

But thinking that this fight was related to the noodle restaurant that his family had operated for many years, he was a little more hesitant in his heart.

Can the municipal culinary champion of Dongxia City defeat Ji He in noodles?

He wasn't familiar with Qin Lang yet, and he wasn't sure of that.

Seeing Zhao Junzhang's gains and losses, Qin Lang took the initiative to speak, "Uncle Zhao, I heard Zhao Wenchang say that you need these seasonings and ingredients to make a special kind of pasta?" ”

"Yes." Zhao Junzhang nodded, "That is a special kind of noodle that my father researched after traveling around Tianhua Prefecture, because of the restrictions of ingredients and seasonings, this kind of noodle has never been sold publicly in our Zhao Ji Noodle Restaurant. ”

"In other words, Liu Kee Noodle Restaurant didn't know it existed."

Surprisingly successful...

Qin Lang understood the other party's thoughts, "I don't know if I have the honor to taste this special pasta." ”

"I heard Uncle Luo Hui say that you are very good at pasta, so I also hope that you can try the pasta I cook and give some suggestions."

Taste each other's pasta?

Zhao Junzhang instantly understood the hidden meaning of Qin Lang's words.

It's a food fight, but it's not a regular food fight.

Through such comparisons, it is natural to be able to judge which is better, Qin Lang's pasta and the one he is going to make.

If Qin Lang could really cook better noodles than him, he would naturally give up his plan and invite Qin Lang to participate in the competition on behalf of Zhao Ji instead.

Knowing that the other party didn't directly say that he was going down a step, Zhao Junzhang suddenly had a good impression of the young man in front of him.

"Of course no problem!" He laughed, "It's lunchtime, so let's get started?" ”

"Okay, I'm just a little hungry." Qin Lang has no opinion.

"Come on, come on, Qin Lang Xiaoyou, please." Zhao Junzhang walked in front and took Qin Lang to the kitchen of the noodle restaurant, "There are several independent kitchens here, you can cook without interference. ”

At this time, it was Zhao Wenchang's turn, who had not interjected, to be confused.

What's going on?

…

Half an hour later, Zhao Junzhang walked out of the kitchen quickly with two portions of food in his hand.

"Isn't Qin Lang Xiaoyou finished yet?" He looked at the closed separate kitchen on the other side, with a thoughtful and expectant look.

If he could, he actually hoped that Qin Lang's pasta would surpass his own.

Because he knows very well that the pasta he prepared is peculiar, and there is still a gap in terms of taste in the face of Ji He.

This means that he has a low probability of winning, and is just taking a risk.

"Dad, this is the secret weapon left by grandpa?" Zhao Wenchang walked up quickly, smelling the rich and unique fragrance in the air, and couldn't help but show a curious look.

He hasn't eaten this pasta either.

"Not bad." Zhao Junzhang nodded slightly, "This noodle dish is called Tianhua cake, which is a special noodle dish that your grandfather was born when he traveled all over Tianhua Prefecture and fused the special seasonings and ingredients of various places together. ”

"It's not just a unique way, it's also amazing."

"I'd love to try it." Zhao Wenchang couldn't help muttering.

No wonder my father saw it as a killer feature.

Now it's up to Qin Lang to prepare the pasta.

With a bit of longing, he looked at the kitchen where Qin Lang was on the other side.

Will it be the kind of big meat bun in the video?

Or other pasta?

Under the gaze of Zhao Wenchang and Zhao Junzhang, Qin Lang quickly walked out of the kitchen.

At the same time as he appeared, the food in large bowls swept over with an astonishingly rich aroma.

They are controlled by the fluctuations of the egg baby's thoughts and land smoothly on the table.

"Oily noodles, please taste them."

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