When Qu Pingchun was not paying attention, the guest reached out and took out his wooden sign from the basket in Haoyuanlou, then turned around and ran towards Bi Jiaban.
Qu Pingchun turned his head and saw it, and immediately stopped. With quick eyesight and quick hands, he grabbed the red silk tied on the wooden sign and shouted loudly: "Exceptor Ma Yuan, you just voted for the wooden sign to me, you can't go back on your word!"
The horseman looked a little embarrassed, but he held on to the wooden sign in his hand tightly.
"No, didn't you hear that Chef Bi's specialty dishes are not available? Besides, Chef Bi's skills are indeed better than yours. If I vote for you, how can I have the nerve to try Bi's food later?
The food in the kitchen, please let go..."
Chef Qu grabbed the wooden sign with both hands and said, "Old Ma, we have been neighbors for many years. You see, every time you went to Haoyuan Building, I gave you large portions of food. Why don't you...
Forgot? At this critical moment, you can’t forget your old friendship!”
Ma Yuanwai hummed and said: "Friendship? Huh! Let me tell you the truth, I told you before that I ordered the food you cooked, but I was lying to you. When I go to Haoyuan Restaurant to have a drink, I order Chef Bi every time.
The dishes he cooks are really better than yours."
"I didn't tell you the truth before because I was afraid that you would be shocked if you heard the truth!" After saying that, the horseman pulled hard and with a "stab" sound, the red silk tied to the wooden sign was torn in two.
The boat of friendship will capsize in the face of delicious food.
The horseman grabbed the sign and turned around and ran to the opposite side, as if he was afraid that he would run too slow and not have a chance to throw the wooden sign.
When he ran in front of Bi Cheng, the horseman threw his sign in from a few heads away and shouted: "Chef Bi, please watch out. I snatched the sign back. I will have to do the same later."
Try your specialties!"
Qu Pingchun just pulled the silk with too much force, and his buttocks were thrown away.
Holding the broken half of red silk in his hand, Chef Qu was sitting on the ground. He felt a cold wind blowing by, and a few dead leaves fell before his eyes, which made his heart feel chilled...
If you didn't hit him before, why should you hit him hard at this critical moment?
It's so cruel, these people, this world... is so cruel!
He wanted to roll his eyes again and forget about fainting.
On Bi Cheng's side, Deng Jiang's arms were full of colorful baskets, and Deng Hai's arms were full of wooden signs.
Sure enough, as Yan Yan said, not a single wooden sign was given to Haoyuan Tower.
Hey, Miss Tang is so ruthless and domineering!
They love it!
The sign was put up, and Bi Jiaban was completely proud.
Besides Qu Pingchun, the most miserable person in the room was Bi Cheng.
Today's bacon banquet was taught by Yan Yan last night. Bi Cheng had never even seen what bacon looked like before, let alone the bacon banquet.
Just now, she said that Master actually promised (bragged) again, saying that she would have one last special dish.
Where can he cook his specialty dishes?
Isn’t this a slap in the face?
Yan Yan, on the other hand, had a proud look on her face. With a smile on her pretty face, she thanked all the guests and then quietly retreated behind everyone in the Bi family class.
She left the table to Deng Hai to take care of. She took advantage of the crowd's commotion to throw wooden signs and hurried back to the kitchen with Bi Cheng and Deng Jiang, a few nimble apprentices.
On the way back, Bi Cheng couldn't help but asked with a guilty conscience: "Master, we don't have any special dishes. We just did all the things you taught us last night."
Yan Yan lowered his eyes and walked forward: "I have another dish on hand. I didn't teach it to you last night because I am only in the trial stage of this dish and it hasn't been officially served yet. I don't know if it will work."
Thinking of the dish she was about to cook, Yanyan was both excited and nervous.
That dish... I don't know if the diners in Shanhaijie can tolerate it.
This was the first time that Bi Cheng heard Yan Yan say something uncertain, and he immediately became nervous. He was even more cautious when asking questions: "How about, just to be on the safe side, let's fry another bacon dish. Anyway, the number of brands we have now,
We will definitely win this game today!”
Yan Yan shook his head: "This last big dish is the key. It is directly related to the crucial victory or defeat tomorrow."
Bi Cheng didn't understand.
Aren’t we going to have to cook tomorrow? If we vote for tomorrow’s brand tomorrow, what does it have to do with today?
Yan Yan knew that Bi Cheng didn't understand, so he patiently explained to him: "After today's banquet, your position in the hearts of the guests is definitely different from that of ordinary chefs. But it is not yet deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, because what we have given us is still
Not enough portion.”
"Let's strike while the iron is hot and introduce another dish that can calm the crowd. It's something they've never seen before. Only then can your reputation as a master of cooking be firmly established in the hearts of the guests. Let's book tomorrow's wooden sign in advance.
Already.
At this point, Yan Yan's tone turned solemn: "Don't forget, tomorrow is the last game. If we win today, it will be a draw with Haoyuan Tower. Tomorrow's fight will definitely be more intense, and Haoyuan Tower will also
They haven’t used all their trump cards, we must be fully prepared to win people’s hearts in advance!”
Bi Cheng scratched his head: "But judging from the reaction of the guests who tasted the food today, they definitely like our food. I don't think they will switch to Haoyuanlou again tomorrow."
Yan Yan shook his head: "These guests who voted for Qu Pingchun, they have some relationship with Qu Pingchun or Zhang Shamao. Even if they don't care about their affection, they will take care of Haoyuanlou for the face of Boss Hao. So, these people will take care of Haoyuanlou tomorrow.
Nine times out of ten, I will vote for Qu Pingchun."
"If we want these people to vote for us, we have to keep whetting their appetites. If the dish we serve is just an ordinary bacon dish, the guests will immediately lose their novelty. They think you
This is the end of Jiang Lang's talent."
"So, the next dish is very crucial. If we don't let them figure out our background, they will look forward to tomorrow's fight banquet even more. As long as they keep this sense of expectation until the end of tomorrow, our victory will be enough
Already."
Bi Cheng frowned: "But today's banquet has already covered all the bacon in your hands. Where can we get more novel ingredients tomorrow?"
Yan Yan patted Bi Cheng on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'm here to find a way for you as a teacher. Let's get over the situation in front of you first."
After saying that, she stepped into the big kitchen.
Bi Cheng quickly followed.
But he didn't see Yan Yan frowning slightly as he stepped into the kitchen.
Tomorrow, Qu Pingchun and the others will still resort to extraordinary means...
Yan Yan took out a sealed jar from the Sumeru Sutra and placed it in front of everyone.
Bi Cheng, Deng Jiang and others gathered around curiously
"Master, what is this? Is it alcohol?"
Bi Cheng was curious, so he carefully opened the mud seal at the mouth of the jar, looked inside, and almost sat on the ground in shock.
The jar was filled with densely packed black hornets, covering the whole jar!