"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!" The sound of the walking stick falling on the wooden platform rang out again and again, and the roaring applause stopped abruptly.
Everyone was stunned: a lame man on crutches was walking towards the middle of the judges' table step by step.
Huo Xiangqi stood up and stepped forward respectfully, supporting Luo Baiyi as he walked forward.
Someone among the melon-eating crowd whispered: "Is the God of Cooking a cripple?"
Everyone: "..."
No one paid him any attention, and he received angry looks, so he could only keep silent.
Bai Xue pushed her way to the front and had the clearest view. Looking at that familiar face and Huo Xiangqi's respectful expression and movements, her body trembled slightly.
Luo Baiyi, the most famous cooking god in the imperial city, is actually the cripple who lives in Qiao Chu's house!
The cripple who once taught my mother how to cook!
The cripple who tried to become a disciple but failed!
The lame man who was framed by his own mother but failed...
Bai Xue felt like the world was spinning, and then everything went dark, and she didn't know anything anymore...
"Oh! This woman fainted..." After a brief commotion, Bai Xue was carried away, and Luo Baiyi also sat down safely.
The host shouted passionately: "The Master of Kitchen Competition is coming to Fengcheng for the finals. It starts now..."
Qiao Chu saw Bai Xue falling to the ground in the crowd, saw the contemptuous look in Laifenglou's owner's eyes, and saw Luo Baiyi's mixed feelings the moment he sat down.
This god of cooking, who was once respected by countless people in the imperial city, disappeared for several years and reappeared in front of the world in the way he did today.
As the rules were announced, the cooks began to show off their skills. The sounds of cutting, garnishing, and cooking vegetables were heard, and then the aromas wafted away.
The melon-eaters below swallowed their saliva and began to speculate about which chef's dishes were the best.
"Then it must be Lai Feng Lou! Which chef in Lai Feng City can be better than Lai Feng Lou?!"
"That's right!"
"But I heard that the last time I came to Fenglou to receive the nobleman, the nobleman was very dissatisfied..."
"I heard that there was an order from above not to allow wealthy people to eat at Laifeng Tower..."
The boss of Laifeng Tower raised an obscure smile on his lips: It's just folk rumors, but it's also true. The master of the palace can't condemn himself because of this, right?
I was forced to sell Laifeng Tower and open a new store. Wouldn’t it be appropriate for Mr. Fu Zun to suppress him again?
Just when everyone is about to make a fuss and think that Mr. Fu Zun uses his power to suppress others, isn’t that bad for Mr. Fu Zun?
Mr. Fu Zun can’t block everyone’s mouth...
As the chefs' dishes were presented one after another, the judges tasted them one after another.
Another part was divided into small bowls by the maids and served to the melon-eaters at the front.
Qiao Chu also shared a bowl, which was made by the chef at Laifeng Tower.
After tasting it, Qiao Chu had to admit that the chef's skills were very good.
Anyway, Qiao Chu can't make such a taste right now.
Others nodded while eating.
In the end, it turned out that the chef from Laifenglou won the first prize.
The owner of Laifenglou smiled so happily that his eyes narrowed: Although the temporary judge did not say hello in advance, he also voted for the cook of Laifenglou.
This fully proves that the chef at Laifenglou is really capable!
When the host asked today's first place winner what he wanted to say, the cook first thanked the judges, the governor, the contestants, and Jia Rulong, the owner of Laifenglou...
After a big thank you, I also thanked the melon eaters today and the people who came to Fengcheng...
Just when everyone was getting impatient, the first place announced loudly that the new Laifeng Tower would open tomorrow!
The cook invited the people who came to Fengcheng to come to Laifeng Tower to taste it, and explained that he would prepare the dishes at the gate of Laifeng Tower tomorrow and wait for everyone to come!
Such a high-profile announcement immediately attracted waves of applause.
Just at this time, the owner of Laifeng Tower shouted again from below: "Those who come for dinner tomorrow will receive a dish for each table! Our new chef in Laifeng City will personally cook!"
"good!"
"atmosphere!"
"okay……"
Qiao Chu and Chef Luo on the stage looked at each other, both looking relaxed.
Early the next morning.
Xinlaifenglou is open for business!
The golden lion dancer dances eight pairs of lions, followed by a drum band with noisy gongs and drums, coming with a tinkling sound!
Behind them are men and women dancing happily...
When the lively team arrived in front of them, the new arrival in Fenglou roared and set off firecrackers!
Amid the crackling of firecrackers, crowds gathered around.
The newly arrived owner of Fenglou, Jia Rulong, stood at the door with a big smile and welcomed the guests together with the shopkeeper.
As the crowd gathered, Jia Rulong looked at the quiet Feng Linlou next door, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.
Little girl, when it comes to doing business, you are still just a little sister!
I'm waiting for you to surrender!
Yesterday, the number one new chef god in Fengcheng came out in high spirits wearing brand new chef clothes.
Everyone started to applaud: "The God of Cooking is coming out!"
Someone set up a simple stove to give the God of Cooking a chance to show off his cooking skills.
On the other side of Fenglin Tower, people also started to walk out at this time.
Two women, one large and one small, headed by Mrs. Taoyao and Yun Duo, came out with a group of village women dressed in neat men's clothing. They were divided into two rows on the left and right in front of the building, standing opposite each other, as if welcoming guests.
Mrs. Taoyao had dressed up carefully today. Her temperament was elegant yet friendly, and she stood in front of the row on the left.
Yun Duo has a small body, but is also wearing a neat brocade robe, standing in front of the row on the right.
Jia Rulong looked at their serious looks and laughed directly: "Where are you welcoming the distinguished guests? They are standing neatly."
The shopkeeper even laughed directly: "There is not even a ghost, so we are welcoming ghosts!"
Before he finished speaking, the ghost came!
Madam Fu Zun's carriage arrived.
As the new shopkeeper of Fenglou, if you don’t know Mrs. Fu Zun’s carriage, you are definitely an incompetent shopkeeper!
Are you going to Fenglin Tower?
Or are you new to Fenglou?
Jia Rulong thought of how he had helped the palace master during the previous Master of Chef competition, and thought that this time was probably over?
So Jia Rulong immediately greeted him!
"Mrs. Fu Zun has time to come over today. It's really wonderful for me to come to Fenglou..."
Before Jia Rulong finished speaking, he was pushed away by the accompanying woman beside the carriage.
The woman's expression was stern and indifferent: "Jia Dong's family is polite, but I'm not here to come to you."
Jia Rulong's smile froze on his face, and he watched Madam Fu Zun's carriage stop at the door of Fenglin Tower.
The mother-in-law opened the curtain, and the royal wife came down gracefully. As soon as she got off the car, she took Yun Duo's hand with a smile on her face and looked affectionate: "Our Miss Yun Duo is really powerful now! She can even be the shopkeeper.
It’s over!”
Most of the guests who came from afar to support the new arrival at Fenglou knew Mrs. Fu Zun, and they were all shocked when they saw her!