"Come here, everyone, try it for free! My master is Chef Zhu from Beijing..."

"Free trial of Yushan is a rare opportunity. There is no such store after this village!"

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

…

Duan Quanmin shouted in the street for a long time. Except for a few old men who turned their backs and glanced sideways, the other people passing by ignored him at all and regarded him as having a mental problem.

Will the chefs from Beijing come here?

Free trial?

What Chef Zhu? I’ve never heard of it...

No matter how Duan Quanmin brags, no common people are willing to come to his side. Duan Quanmin feels depressed in his heart. If he were in the capital, he would just use the name of Chef Zhu, let alone

It's free, even if you pay, you'll always have to queue up.

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

However, the title of Chef Zhu in the capital is obviously not useful in Zhi'an City. It is not as effective as Lin Feng's little hero title. Seeing that Lin Feng has quickly recruited fifty people,

Zhu Hongming really felt that he had been greatly insulted by the two or three middle-aged women who he had dragged over to talk to him. It was an invisible insult brought to him by the people of Zhi'an City.

"Chef Zhu, how's it going? I've already found the fifty public judges here. When can you guys do it? Otherwise, we won't be able to start cooking! Do you want me to help?

You guys?" Lin Feng walked over and said with a smile.

"My master is the chief chef in the capital, brat, how can I need your help?" Duan Quanmin said in a desperate manner.

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

Lin Feng looked at Zhu Hongming's angry face and said, "If Chef Zhu doesn't mind, there are many passers-by here who want to try the food. If you are not afraid of my cheating, just let them come!"

"Okay! You can take care of this matter, everyone, let's go in and prepare the food!"

Zhu Hongming, who felt insulted because he was ignored by passers-by, shook his face and walked back to the Hero Restaurant with Duan Quanmin.

Naturally, Lin Feng quickly recruited all the remaining 40 or so public judges. There were a total of one hundred public judges, all of whom were temporarily recruited from the street. Although many of them were directed at Lin Feng.

It comes from Feng’s reputation, but there is absolutely no possibility of fraud.

What's more, Lin Feng doesn't bother to cheat at all. Today, he wants to convince the chef Zhu Hongming to lose, but he has to pay off his wife and lose the army.

In the Hero Restaurant, a hundred public judges who were found on the street were all sitting aside, waiting for the food to be served in the kitchen. At present, a waiter had already brought them some appetizers, fruit snacks and tea.

and so on, and one person sent them twenty improvised judging votes.

While they were eating fruit snacks, they started talking among themselves.

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

"Yes! I didn't expect that the little hero Lin Feng could actually cook. I heard that today we are going to compete with the chefs from the capital to compete on cooking skills. We are the judges. I will definitely vote for the little hero Lin Feng soon."

"No! Lin Feng just said that voting must be fair. Even if you want to win, you must win with dignity. Anyway, we don't care whose food is it for now. We will only vote as long as it tastes good."

…

One hundred public judges were sitting in the lobby of the Hero Restaurant and were already looking forward to it. In the kitchen, Lin Feng and Zhu Hongming both wrote down the ingredients needed for the twenty dishes they cooked, and asked the chefs of the Hero Restaurant to

We went to prepare.

Just when Lin Feng was about to start, Zhu Hongming suddenly stared at the pot in the Hero Restaurant, shook his head, and said disgustedly: "Your Hero Restaurant is of low quality, and you still use a pot like this. Just a pot like this.

The taste of the dishes produced must be at least one level lower."

"Oh! Chef Zhu, you can't make delicious dishes yourself, so you deliberately dislike our cooking, right? Isn't this a foreshadowing? Don't you lose to our Xiaofeng in the end?

, if you have to rely on our hero restaurant, then we really have nothing to do with you?"

When Mother Lin saw Zhu Hongming snarling at the kitchen utensils in the kitchen, she immediately started scolding him.

"Hey! Why are you talking like that? Your pot is indeed not good. How can I let others cook it?"

Zhu Hongming's face turned red when Mother Lin said that, and he said to his apprentice Duan Quanmin, "Quanmin, go to the hotel and take out the pot we brought. It will open their eyes. This is just a matter of following Shenzhou 6 to the sky."

Are the materials made from the materials that come back incomparable to these?"

"Yes! Master, I'll be there right away!" Duan Quanmin agreed, and immediately ran back to the hotel next door to get the pot. They came to Zhi'an City originally to help the Hero Restaurant cook, and the special kitchen knife was given to them on the plane.

, so they brought this special pot.

After a while, Duan Quanmin came back with a black and shiny special pot. Lin Feng laughed when he saw this: "I said, Chef Zhu, I dare you to fly from the capital to Zhi'an City.

Are you still carrying a scapegoat? However, I don’t think your scapegoat is very good! Maybe you will become acclimated to our Zhi’an City after you come here!”

"Bah! This pot of mine is made of the alloy on Shenzhou-6. The oil temperature can be heated up and controlled quickly. Compared with my pots, your pots are like heaven and earth. Now let me open your eyes.

…”

With that said, Zhu Hongming expressed his intention to show off his skills. He immediately put the pot on the fire and poured half a pot of peanut oil into the pot.

"Have you seen it? If it were your ordinary pot, it would take at least twice as long for the oil temperature to rise to this level." After putting it on for more than ten seconds, the domestic oil temperature had indeed risen and began to bubble up.

A trace of white smoke came, and Zhu Hongming was able to show off.

"Rubbers! Did you see that? A good horse must be equipped with a good saddle. The kitchen utensils used by top chefs like my master must also be this kind of space alloy, you know?" Duan Quanmin also approached the pot, feeling proud.

cried the ground.

"Oh? Really? Master Zhu! I don't think your pot is that good? It's very likely that you won't be accustomed to it!"
Chapter completed!