Author: Cha Nuan

Chen Guiming felt a little confused, so after returning to the Eight Immortals Tower, he paced back and forth in the backyard, thinking about tomorrow's cooking skills competition.

Restless.

It would be fine if he could win the first place tomorrow, but if Zheng Mingyuan could...

Chen Guiming's face was so gloomy that water could almost drip out. His clenched fist hit the extremely thick sycamore tree growing in the backyard of Baxianlou with a "bang".

The sycamore trees swayed.

Seeing this, the young man hesitated for a long time before he dared to step forward, "Uncle Chen."

"What's the matter!" Chen Guiming was upset. He was not in high spirits at this moment, and his tone was naturally not good.

"A merchant came outside and said he was selling seasonings. There were many rare things inside. Should Uncle Chen go and take a look?" the young man whispered.

"No!" Where did the merchants come from? What kind of seasonings can they make? Could it be better than the things in the Eight Immortals Tower?

"But that man said there was a seasoning that had never been passed here, and it was very rare. It would definitely make Uncle Chen shine tomorrow and surpass Zheng Ming to go away." The guy added timidly.

Can you definitely surpass Zheng Mingyuan?

Chen Guiming raised his eyebrows immediately, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Where is the person now?"

"Just wait in the alley at the door of the backyard." The young man did not forget to seek credit. "The young man heard what he said, so he asked him to wait a little longer, otherwise he would have wanted to leave..."

"You are smart boy!" Chen Guiming glanced at the guy, then strode towards the back door.

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The next day, before dawn, the long street was bustling with people, and they couldn't walk.

It was the last cooking competition, and the results were coming out today. Everyone was looking forward to it, striving to find a good location and take a good look at how exciting the final competition was.

It was still the Si hour, and the gong sounded, and the president of the Chamber of Commerce came to pick up the ingredients and cooking methods used to cook today.

The ingredients are chicken and mountain mushrooms, and the cooking method is steaming.

After another gong sounded, Zheng Mingyuan and Chen Guiming were both busy.

The stoves where the two people cook are separated by boards. They cannot see each other's cooking methods, but the onlookers can see clearly.

Chen Guiming chopped the chicken into small pieces and mixed it with various mountain mushrooms. He first blanched it, then mixed various medicines with chicken pieces and mountain mushrooms, and put it in soup cups one by one.

"Is Chef Chen going to stew the soup?" Someone was surprised, "But today we have to steam it. If he made it into stew, wouldn't he lose like Chef Fang yesterday?"

"Chef Fang was Fan Jin who passed the imperial examination and lost his mind for a moment of happiness. Chef Chen is the chef of the Eight Immortals Building. He has never seen any scenes on weekdays. Can he still make such a low-level mistake?"

"Hey, look, Chef Zheng is roasting chicken there, and he doesn't use steaming."

"The chef's idea is not something that ordinary people can understand. I think you don't guess randomly here. Just look good is the serious thing."

"Yes, just keep your voice down so as not to disturb the two chefs' cooking..."

Lu Wenjing and Su Yujin also saw clearly in the private room on the third floor of Qingfengju.

Seeing the two of them cooking, Su Yujin nodded slightly and picked up the teacup on the table.

Lu Wenjing's eyes rolled.

This happy smile was also seen on Su Yujin's face the day before yesterday.

Su Yujin was full of confidence at that time. If she looked at this, would Chef Zheng be the first today?

However, the chicken that Chef Zheng was roasting was so fragrant that it smelled, and he even brushed honey upwards...

So greedy!

I don’t know if Sister Su would make such roast chicken, and if she would have the chance to eat some in the future.

Speaking of the food, the newly-launched egg yolk crispy here in Qingfengju today tastes quite good. When I leave later, I will buy some from here and take them back for my parents to taste.

During this period, because of the herbal tea given by Su Yujin, she gave her father every day, she felt that the effect was excellent. She had less scolded her and more caring about her.

It is impolite to come but not to go. Since my father is kind to her, she, as a daughter, must be as good as a person?

The sun rose little by little. When the hour came, the sound of the gong sounded, the food made by Chen Guiming and Zheng Mingyuan was served.

Chen Guiming made Shanjian Chicken Soup, but the soup was not stewed. Instead, it was served in small soup cups one by one and put it in a steamer to steam instead of stewing. The steamed soup in this way kept the chicken soup slightly boiling.

In the case of this, the chicken is soft and the soup is delicious, which makes it more delicious than the soup that is directly stewed.

Zheng Mingyuan made Shanjian chicken roasted with pork belly, and the chicken slices were made of chicken slices with honey sauce. The taste was chewy and not greasy. With the juice of Shanjian, it became more fragrant and delicious, and it was not greasy to eat.

Both of these are delicious and have attracted praise from the judges. These two kinds of roasted wheat and a cup of stewed soup are even more appropriate. Most of the judges ate these two kinds of food cleanly.

Some people even felt that the food was not enough, so they asked Chen Guiming to bring up all the remaining soups so that they could eat another cup.

As long as the soup is gone, there is no need for roasted wheat.

Seeing this, the people in the Eight Immortals Tower were all happy and excited, and even rolled their eyes at the guys in Juweizhai opposite.

Seeing this, the guys at Juweizhai turned red and glared back viciously, and even more indignant, "What are you so proud of? You haven't come out yet!"

"I haven't come out now, so I'll wait for a while later, but no matter how long I wait, the final result will be the same!" The guy from the Baxianlou smiled arrogantly, "We Chef Chen must be the competition this time.

The first name!”

"Then wait and see, don't slap yourself in the face as soon as the result comes out later, it will be ugly!" The guy at Juweizhai was not willing to be outdone and started a fight with the people from the Eight Immortal Tower.

Seeing this, Wu Jiantong frowned slightly, but he did not stop him.

Although those who go out to do business, although they are kind to make money, they must reflect the rules and generosity that a restaurant should have, sometimes they must be a bit aggressive so as not to be treated as soft dough.

The guys on both sides quarreled, and even the onlookers were arguing endlessly.

"It must be Chef Chen who got the first name!"

"Chef Zheng!"

"Chef Chen!"

"Chef Zheng!"

“…”

When the crowd was arguing, someone fought hard, and for a moment it was a mess.

Just when it was almost a pot of porridge here, a team of imperial guards came over with great momentum. The leader Zou Yunqi turned over and dismounted, glanced at everyone, shouted, "Everything dispersed!"

When everyone saw the Yulin Army coming, they were so arrogant that they didn't dare to come out, and they didn't care about arguments. They just retreated aside and consciously gave way out.

Seeing this, Zou Yunqi led the man forward, "Who is Chef Chen Guiming?"
Chapter completed!