Ye Wendong walked over and looked carefully, then said, "If you are saved, you can completely recover."
Hearing Ye Wendong's words, Fang Xiaoshao and Song Yunliu breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately there is a rescue, otherwise I don't know what to do."
"But." Ye Wendong suddenly had a turning point, "It can't be cured today. His tongue has damaged his taste buds, and it will take at least three days to heal. Within these three days, Chef Fang can only eat some simple white porridge, a little bit
You can't taste salty or light."
Song Yunliu's eyes suddenly widened, and she said anxiously: "What should I do? Then Tang Haolan will definitely hire a very outstanding chef. Where can we go to find the chef in a hurry?"
Ye Wendong looked at Fang Xiaoshao on the side and said, "Isn't there another chef?"
He thought, Fang Xiaoshao's father is so outstanding, he shouldn't be much worse, right?
Song Yunliu smiled happily, "Yes! You are Chef Fang's son, you should be very good at cooking, right?"
At this time, Fang Xiaoshao's face turned red, and he muttered, "I'm very bad at cooking..."
Ye Wendong:???
Song Yunliu:???
Song Yunliu was very shocked, "No, aren't you a royal dish passed down from ancestors? You haven't learned any fur?"
Fang Xiaoshao subconsciously grabbed the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "I have been picky about food since I was a child and I am very resistant to entering the kitchen, so I cook very poorly. I only have some experience in choosing ingredients."
Fang Yishao lay on the bed, his old eyes showed a hint of sadness.
Song Yunliu thought for a while and said, "How about we go and settle the score with Tang Haolan? He must have done this!"
Ye Wendong shook his head and said, "Even if we go now, he will not admit it, right?"
Song Yunliu grinded her teeth and said, "If they don't admit it, then we won't compete. After Chef Fang gets ready, we will compete! This is the same."
Fang Xiaoshao said with concern: "I'm afraid it won't work anymore, you guys see."
He clicked on the microwave network, and Tang Haolan issued a challenge and invited five foodies to follow up the report with local TV stations.
"He has announced it, and I don't think we're going to refuse."
Song Yunliu was extremely angry. She clenched her fists and said, "Damn it, this bastard, you can tell at a glance that it was intentional!"
At this moment, Fang Yishao struggled to get up from the bed.
Fang Xiaoshao quickly went to help his father.
Fang Yishao couldn't speak now. He took out the paper and pen and "brushed" and wrote a line of words: "Time is tight, and I can't believe others, so I can only ask you to fight!"
Song Yunliu's pretty face turned red, "Chef Fang, I, the only thing I can make is scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I'm afraid I can't do it when I go to the battle, right?"
Fang Yishao shook his head and pointed to Ye Wendong behind her, "It's not you, it's your benefactor."
Ye Wendong was stunned, "Me? I don't know much more. I only know how to eat."
I lived with my grandfather before, and the two of them could just deal with each other.
The only thing they are good at is barbecue, but compared with the barbecue stalls, they are definitely not very good.
With his three-legged cat cooking skills, how could he compete in the Chef King Competition?
Fang Yishao wrote very firmly: "My benefactor, don't be humble, I think you are absolutely fine! Because you have an emperor's tongue! You can tell the various ingredients and supplements in my dishes at once.
You are talented!"
Ye Wendong was so amused that he was so talented?
He only practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art, so his five senses are more sensitive than ordinary people. Otherwise, how could he distinguish those medicinal materials?
Fang Yishao looked at him with a bright look, as if he had already put all his hopes on him, "Please don't refuse me, benefactor! I will teach you the recipes of our royal dishes!"
Ye Wendong was surprised and said, "Isn't this a good thing? Isn't that the recipe that your Fang family cherishes very much?"
Fang Yishao nodded, "Yes, that's right, but if you don't agree and beat Tang Haolan, then this recipe will become his thing. Our recipe has been passed down from generation to generation, and once it is lost, I feel ashamed of my ancestors.
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Ye Wendong also knew that the time was urgent, so he thought about it and said, "I'll do my best."
Fang Yishao was delighted on her face and immediately lifted the bedding and got out of bed.
Fang Xiaoshao hurried forward, "Dad, your tongue is not healed yet, where do you want to go?"
Fang Yishao wrote: "When I have time now, I will teach my benefactor a few basic dishes!" In fact, he was still unsure because he didn't know whether Ye Wendong could do it or not.
But if they give up if they don’t try, then they will definitely lose?
So they returned to the restaurant.
When he arrived at the kitchen, Fang Yishao taught Ye Wendong to use the stove.
Ye Wendong was in the mountains before, and he had always had a local stove. After he came out, he had been eating outside. He had never boiled the boiling water, so this was still a big challenge for him.
He saw Fang Yishao covering up the usage of the kitchen knife for him, and how did he use the boiler?
I have to say that his mind is really smart, he can learn everything and is very good at it.
Fang Yishao saw it and was happy in his heart.
And even Ye Wendong can master the temperature very well.
In fact, he can control the fire, purely because it is necessary to boil medicine, and the mastery of the heat is much more difficult than cooking.
Ye Wendong had almost learned it. Under Fang Yishao's guidance, Ye Wendong quickly made a sweet and sour pork rib.
When Song Yunliu and Fang Xiaoshao tasted it, they were shocked.
"My benefactor, is this really your first time cooking? You haven't lie?"
Ye Wendong touched the spoon with a little embarrassed expression, "Is that true, how can I eat it?"
Song Yunliu said without exaggeration: "It's so delicious!"
Fang Yishao's tongue was broken and he couldn't taste it, otherwise he would have to try it.
When Ye Wendong heard their praise, he felt confident. He held the pot and spoon tightly and said, "Cook a few more dishes!"
They worked in the kitchen until nearly eight o'clock, and the time was almost over, they packed up their things and felt the Emgrand Hotel in a hurry.
Ye Wendong originally wanted to persuade Fang Yishao and Fang Xiaoshao to go to the hospital, but the father and father refused.
"It's already aggrieved you to help our Fang family charge in battle. We are not present yet, so what should you do?"
Ye Wendong said: "Okay, I will come on."
Fang Yishao actually felt like telling Ye Wendong that he could do his best, but he was actually also beating in his heart.
Although Ye Wendong is powerful, his opponents are also strong!
At this moment, a voice sounded: "Oh? You guys are quite on time!"
The person who speaks is not someone else, it is Tang Haolan.
Tang Haolan dressed very gorgeously, with her slender eyes gloomy and looked malicious.
Fang Xiaoshao said angrily: "Tang Haolan! You poisoned my dad!"