Chapter 865 Chef Song's Pot (3/4)

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"Everyone, come and try it for free! My master is Chef Zhu from Beijing..."

"It's a rare opportunity to try Yushan for free. After passing this village, there is no such shop!"

"Why are you so ignorant? My master learned from the imperial chef!"

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Duan Quanmin yelled in the street for a long time, except for a few old men who turned their ears and looked sideways, the other ordinary people who passed by ignored him at all and regarded him as having mental problems. ~~щww~suimеng~lā,. Mobile terminal

Will the chefs from Beijing come here?

Also try it for free?

What Chef Zhu? I have never heard of...

No matter how Duan Quanmin brags, there is still no ordinary person who is willing to go to his side. Duan Quanmin felt depressed. If he was in the capital, he raised his arms like this, as long as he was under the name of Chef Zhu, let alone free, it was paid, and they would all come in line.

You know, not everyone is lucky enough to be able to eat the Man-Han banquet cooked by Chef Zhu. Even if some dignitaries in the capital want to eat it, they may not be able to eat it. It depends on Chef Zhu's mood.

However, the name of Chef Zhu in the capital is obviously not easy to use in Zhi'an City. It's not as effective as Lin Feng's little hero name. Seeing that Lin Feng's side has quickly recruited fifty people, I picked up two or three older "women" from my side, Zhu Hongming He really felt that he had been greatly insulted, the invisible insult brought to him by the people of Zhi'an City.

"Chef Zhu, how's it going? I've already found the 50 public judges on my side. When can you 'get' it? Otherwise, we can't start cooking! Do you want me?" Can I help you?" Lin Feng walked over with a smile and said.

"My master is a chef in the capital, brat, how can I help you?" Duan Quanmin said desperately.

"But, it seems that your title as a chef in the capital doesn't work in Zhi'an City!"

Lin Feng looked at Zhu Hongming's flushed face, and said, "If Chef Zhu doesn't dislike it, there are still many passers-by here who want to try it. You are not afraid of my 'falsifying', let them come !"

"Okay! You can figure out what to do,

Everyone, let's go in and prepare to cook! "

Zhu Hongming, who had been humiliated because of being ignored by passers-by, flicked his black face, and walked back to the Heroes Restaurant with Duan Quanmin.

And Lin Feng naturally recruited the remaining 40 or so public judges very quickly. There were a total of 100 public judges, all of whom were found from the street temporarily, although many of them were aimed at Lin Feng. For the sake of face, but there is absolutely no possibility of 'false'.

What's more, Lin Feng didn't bother to 'play' deceit at all. Today, he wanted to let the chef Zhu Hongming lose heartily, but he had to pay his wife and lose his army.

Inside the Hero Restaurant, all the public judges from Baishiming Street sat down and waited for the kitchen dishes. At present, some waiters have brought them some appetizers, fruit snacks, tea, etc., and one of them has sent them 20 improvised review tickets.

While eating fruit snacks, they began to discuss.

"It turns out that this hero restaurant was opened by the little hero Lin Feng. I really didn't know it before. I just think the decoration of this hero restaurant is 'quite' grand..."

"That's right! I didn't expect that the little hero Lin Feng could cook. I heard that today we are going to have a culinary competition with a chef from the capital. We are the judges. I will vote for the little hero Lin Feng in a while."

"No! Lin Feng just said that the voting must be fair. Even if we want to win, we must be upright. Anyway, we don't care whose dish it is for a while, as long as it tastes good, we will vote."

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A hundred public judges sat in the lobby of the Heroes Restaurant and were already looking forward to it. In the kitchen, both Lin Feng and Zhu Hongming wrote down the ingredients needed for the 20 dishes they made, and let the chefs of the Heroes Restaurant Let's get ready.

When Lin Feng was about to start, Zhu Hongming suddenly stared at the pot in the Heroes Restaurant and shook his head, and said in distaste, "Your Heroes Restaurant is of a low grade, and you still use such a pot. Such a pot, you can make it dishes, at least the taste is lower.”

"Hey! Chef Zhu, you can't cook delicious dishes by yourself, so you deliberately dislike it? You can't be an ambush, right? Don't lose to our family's Xiaofeng in the end, you have to rely on it. The pot of our hero restaurant, then we really have nothing to do with you?"

When Mother Lin saw Zhu Hongming yelling at the kitchen utensils again, she immediately started cursing.

"Hey! Why are you talking like that? Your pot is really bad. How can someone cook?"

Zhu Hongming's face turned red from what Lin's mother said, and he said to his apprentice Duan Quanmin, "Quanmin, you go to the hotel and take out the pot we brought, which will open their eyes. Are the materials that came back made of these ordinary irons?"

"Yes! Master, I'll go right away!" Duan Quanmin agreed, and immediately ran back to the hotel next door to get the pot. They came to Zhi'an City to help the Heroes Restaurant to cook. The special kitchen knife made the plane, so they brought this special pot.

After a while, Duan Quanmin came back with a black and shiny special pot, but Lin Feng laughed when he saw this, "I said, Chef Zhu, how dare you fly from the capital to Zhi'an City, and you still carried it all the way. Is it a scapegoat? However, I don’t think you are a good one! Maybe you will not be acclimatized after you come to our Zhi’an City!”

"Bah! My pot is made of the alloy of Shenzhou VI. The temperature of the oil can be raised and controlled quickly. Compared with my pot, your pots are like the sky and the ground. Now let you open your eyes..."

As he said that, Zhu Hongming expressed that he wanted to "show" his hands, and immediately put the pot on the fire, and filled the pot with a small pot of peanut oil.

"Have you seen it? If it is your ordinary pot, it will take at least twice as long for the oil temperature to rise to this level." After only a dozen seconds, the oil temperature in the country has risen as expected, and it starts to bubble out. When a trace of white smoke came, Zhu Hongming was able to show off.

"Turtles! Have you seen it? A good horse needs a good saddle, and a top chef like my master must use this kind of space alloy kitchen utensils, you know?" Duan Quanmin also leaned closer to the pot, triumphantly shouted.

"Oh? Is that so? Master Zhu! I don't think your pot is very good? It's very likely that you won't get used to it!"

Seeing the arrogant appearance of the two, Lin Feng smiled slightly. The ability to control water instantly controlled some water vapor in the air to condense into water droplets and fall into the boiling oil pan.

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