When Lu Tianxiao faced other people's high-end ingredients, he finally understood what the two idioms mean. One idiom was ashamed of himself and the other was pale. But Ding Maoren was not affected at all.

The host said: The chef of affectionate Chinese cuisine, Ding Maoren, began to introduce it."

"Is this dried tofu? Do I have to eat this dish when I get married?" Before Ding Maoren could speak, the young master of the Wang family started to get angry first.

"This is called dried tofu." said the old man of the Wang family: "But it has been made into dried tofu gua. I haven't eaten this kind of ancient talent for many years. Young people don't know anything about it. Master Ding, please introduce it carefully."

"Mr. Wang, I have a lot of eyesight. This is indeed an ancient dish called Lianlizhi. It is indeed made of dried tofu, and the method is not strange. It is just a buckle and boiled in secret broth to taste."

"Yes, it's such a dish." The old man of the Wang family remembered something.

"This thing is not good at eating." When the young master of the Wang family spoke, he used chopsticks to pick it up. When he found a series of tofu was brought up, he picked it up with chopsticks and said, "How come this is something that people can eat? Do you put a plate of dishes into your own bowl at once?"

Before Ding Maoren could speak, the old man of the Wang family took out his chopsticks and identified the position. He picked up a piece of dried tofu buckle in the raised dried tofu buckle. It didn't matter if he picked it up, and he immediately divided the series of dried tofu buckles into two sections. The lower section was still a pile of dried tofu buckles tied together, and there was only one in the upper section, and it was still being grabbed by the Wang family's young master.

"Xiaohu. You can eat it now." said the old man of the Wang family.

Wang Xiaohu was stunned for a moment when he saw the Buddha's magic tricks, and finally put the dried tofu he had picked into his mouth.

"It's delicious enough, this is the traditional taste." After the old man of the Wang family finished eating, he praised it.

After eating Wang Xiaohu, he also savored it for a long time.

Lu Tianxiao said: "This dish is called "Lianlizhizhi," which is derived from the ancient poem "I wish to be a bird with wings in the sky, and I wish to be a branch with wings on the ground". The key to getting engaged lies in a promise."

Mr. Wang said: "It's a good explanation. I think this dish is still traditional Chinese dishes that taste very tasty, with simple ingredients and magical taste."

Wang Xiaohu said: "Dad, but our Wang family is like a big business. Your son will eat dried tofu when he holds an engagement banquet. Even if he makes dried tofu, it will be a waste of money. If this matter is spread, it will be so shameless."

Mr. Wang said, "Then who do you like?"

Wang Xiaohu said: "Japanese cuisine is so high-end, high-end, elegant, and has a good look."

The old man of the Wang family said: "Long-ho, you, the great military advisor, let me tell you who is used for this engagement banquet? I, both of you, can't understand."

Li Shuheng said: "It makes sense. The old man is nostalgic and naturally likes old things. Young people naturally want to use what they like for their weddings. Otherwise, let's let them compete again and invite Han Xue out. Finally, Han Xue's opinions shall prevail. Do you think this is good?"

Wang Xiaohu said: "How can I compare? Is it still a food comparison? That's going to be a dead end again."

Li Shuheng said: "Although I cook, I rely on my skills."

After hearing these four words, the Wang family and his son nodded with satisfaction.

Lu Tianxiao heard the two words "Han Xue", but he didn't hear the following words. Ding Maoren felt really nervous when he heard the four words "Each is based on his ability". He was about to touch the guy.

The host said at this time: "Everyone understands it. You are cooking a dish, evaluating the winning or losing, and it is limited to ten minutes. Each depends on his ability, but he is not allowed to kill anyone. What should I do depends on your understanding. Are you ready? Let's start."

At the beginning of this time, it was obvious that time was tight. A 10-minute wedding banquet would be able to impress the people of the Wang family. What’s more important is that each of them relies on their abilities, obviously they are making trouble for each other.

Sure enough, the Japanese master's deputy pulled out the Japanese sword and went up to chop Ding Maoren. Ding Maoren was cutting meat at this time and shouted: "Tianxiao, help." Tianxiao came to his senses and pulled out a kitchen knife to block the Japanese sword.

The Japanese deputy retreated with one blow, and went to mess with the Michelin Master again. The Michelin Master's deputy pulled out a small black wooden stick.

Lu Tian smiled and didn't know each other. Ding Maoren glanced at him and said, "Western magic wand, the staff used by wizards to cast spells."

The Michelin deputy was chanting a spell, and the magic wand threw a blue light to block the Japanese master's deputy. The deputy, unwilling to give up, had his sword swiped and disappeared.

Lu Tian smiled and was stunned again.

Ding Maoren had already cut the meat and said, "This is an oriental ninjutsu, you don't have to worry about it. Just protect me from being disturbed in cooking."

Lu Tian smiled and said, "Master, this is invisible, how can I protect you?"

Ding Maoren said, "I think of a way. I want to make Gu Lao meat now." Ding Maoren just put the meat he had cut into a bowl and was about to put the flour. Three hidden weapons flew over. Ding Maoren took a kitchen knife and knocked them down one by one, but one hidden weapon fell into the oil pan. Ding Maoren had no choice but to dodge the oil in the pot if there was any seasoning on the hidden weapon, the fried food from the pot would be useless. He had to pour out a pot of oil and smiled at Lu Tian, ​​"If you can't bear to see me, go and mess with them."

Lu Tian laughed and said, "Okay." He picked up half of the cucumber in his hand, and on the cutting board of the Japanese culinary master, the Japanese culinary master waved his hand and steadily caught half of the cucumber, and then threw it to the Michelin chef. However, the Japanese culinary master was much better than Lu Tianxiao, and he left it directly in the pot where the Michelin chef was frying meat.

The Japanese master was having fun when he suddenly realized that a bottle of vinegar had somehow flew up on his own, and it was all on the fish he was cutting.

It was not easy for Ding Maoren to have a chance. The ninja suddenly appeared and slashed the switch on the stove with one knife. The impact was not great, but the stove could no longer be lit. Lu Tianxiao also learned bad things and snatched away the Japanese ingredient master and the knife. The Japanese ingredient master who had no knife could only tear it by hand. Looking at the Michelin master who had not suffered any harm, he turned around and found that his oil was gone, so he could cook without oil. The six people on the stage had their own troubles and kept causing trouble for others.

Five minutes have passed now.

The three members of the Wang family in the audience were very happy to watch. This was much more fun than cooking. Seeing the chefs being embarrassed, scratching their ears and thinking hard about countermeasures, it was really fun.

The host also laughed for a while before starting to remind: "There are 30 seconds left, all contestants are ready."

When he heard this, the Japanese master was at the first time and snatched the deputy's septum sword. Sure enough, he tried to use the septum sword to cut and peel the two East China Sea shrimps with the only good ingredients left.

The Michelin chef was not willing to be outdone. He chanted a mantra and even set up a barrier around him, making it impossible for the outside world to see or interfere.

Ding Maoren still looked the same, but the stove was lit with karma fire, and the meat inside was turning from red to golden, gradually emitting an attractive fragrance.

The remaining three deputy officers found a place to check and balance each other, and no one could leave, so as not to make trouble for the chef.

The host shouted that the time was up. Only then did the six people listen.

Poor Michelin chef, the dishes were not finished after all.

The Japanese chef served a very good shrimp dish, but there was no vinegar in the sauce.

Ding Maoren basically completed the Gu Lao meat he wanted to make, but the heat came slightly, which made the karma fire not so easy to extinguish.

At this time, Lu Tianxiao found that Han Xue had arrived below the stage, still had the same face and the colorful glass pupils, but there was no smile. Han Xue also saw Lu Tian laughing, but then changed her eyes, as if the two of them had never met each other.

The three members of the Wang family have already started to taste the dishes. Needless to say, the Michelin master is a semi-finished product, and they are just passing it.

After taking a bite of Japanese food, Wang Xiaohu immediately had a problem of no jealousy. Without vinegar, the fishy smell of Japanese food was not removed well. After taking a bite, he frowned.

Mr. Wang still took a bite of Gulu pork. When he bit it, he knew it was too hot and it was a bit too hard, but it tasted good.

The father and son both smiled after eating. After all, it was so funny that famous chefs like this could actually make such mistakes.

Li Shuheng asked Han Xue to taste it politely. Han Xue nodded and tasted all the previous three dishes.

Li Shuheng asked: "Miss, if you think the dish is good, let's let him be the chef of the Wang family's engagement banquet."

After hearing this, Lu Tianxiao's heart was raised to his throat. Choose me, Han Xue. But the more he prayed, the more he became, the more scared he felt. He felt that Han Xue would definitely stay away from him, but you were obviously far away from me, and you were not happy.

Han Xue looked at the dish and said, "How did Uncle Wang choose?"

The old man of the Wang family said: "It doesn't matter. The matters of you young people are mainly based on your young people's ideas. I like you, and I'll just go and eat them secretly at that time."

Han Xue said to Wang Xiaohu again: "Xiaohu, you can decide."

Wang Xiaohu said: "Do you really want me to choose?"

The old man from the Wang family said: "You have to listen to Han Xue's opinions and cannot make decisions by yourself."

Wang Xiaohu said: "Sister Xue, say it, I agree with whatever you say."

Han Xue said: "It's hard for me to choose this. I have to discuss it."

Li Shuheng said: "Oh, I'm embarrassed to say this first. Come on, I'll have an idea. You dip your fingers in wine and write the dishes you like on the table. Write them together and see if the two of you are writing the same."

The old man from the Wang family said: "This idea is good. Han Xue, Xiaohu, you two can write it."

Wang Xiaohu lowered his head and started writing after drinking.

Han Xue looked up at the six people in the stands, especially Lu Tianxiao for a long time. The finger was dipped in wine, but it was placed on the table but still didn't write it. She sighed, dipped in wine again, and then started writing.

It seems that I have to fight with the black agent for a while, which may involve moving issues. The work there has not been done yet. Haha, life has always had so many twists and turns. At night, you have to write with peace of mind.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!