The beauty collector of halberd

With a cold snort, Miyoko Hojo looked towards Lin Feng, hoping that the other party could make better cooking, and completely shattered Kuwotang's good-natured mentality.

Flawless?!

Hojo Ninchi shook his head, then took out the soup spoon and leaned it into the plate. Although the platter was made well, this plate of mapo tofu did not make him feel bright.

Similarly, Jiuwa Teruki and the middle-aged man also picked up the soup spoon and dipped it into the plate, preparing to taste the mapo tofu made by Jiuwa Tangshan, whether it was satisfactory..

Text 211. Bet raised again (3/7)

"Well"

At the moment of the entrance, the tofu tainted with the soup hit the tip of the tongue, and the spicy taste instantly swept through the mouth.

hot!

Very spicy!

It's like layers of huge waves, constantly beating against the reef, one wave after another.

The middle-aged man's complexion flushed, his taste buds had already been destroyed by the pungency, and his neck became flushed with it.

"So exaggerated?"

"How spicy is this to have such an expression?"

"Just looking at it has appetite"

"I think it's hotness!"

The people who were discussing suddenly widened their eyes and smashed their mouths. What happened before their eyes changed their perceptions.

I saw the middle-aged man poking out the spoon again, scooping up a few pieces of Mapo tofu wrapped in sauce into his mouth, and then chewing.

Obviously it seems to be suffering, but after tasting the food, it shows a satisfied look. This is really incredible.

Not only the middle-aged men behaved like this, but even Hojo Hitoshi and Kuga Teruki tasted spoon after spoon.

"How could it be possible"

Spoon after spoonful of Mapo tofu was delivered into his mouth, and Hojo Nichi's face turned redder.

Obviously it is just a piece of Mapo tofu, which not only interprets the spicy to the extreme, but also makes people feel such a strong addiction.

The most important thing is that if the addicted people are only middle-aged diners, it's okay to say, but Hojo Hitoshi and Kuga Teruki also behave like diners, and the long-lasting delicacy has long since disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, Tangshan’s cooking skills have reached this point.

Subconsciously, Hojo Hitoshi put down the spoon in his hand and looked up at Kugatozen, his eyes getting more and more solemn.

"How is it, Renzhi, do you feel what I want to express?" Kugatangshan said with a smile.

After hearing Kugadozen's words, Hojo Hitoshi did not answer, but closed his eyes.

However, Jiu Wo Tangshan did not intend to give up, but continued: "You should understand that the gap between us now can not be measured by a single star and a half, so it is time to change."

"and many more."

Jiuwutang was interrupted by another voice before he finished speaking.

Then, I saw Lin Feng who had finished cooking and put three sealed plates on the table.

After finishing all this, Lin Feng turned to look at Jiu Wo Tangshan, and said with a smile: "It's too early to say something. If it's a long time, if my'vice' chef loses, then it's not a fool!"

After hearing Lin Feng's words, the smile on Jiu Wo Tangshan's face gradually faded, replaced by a calm face.

vice!

vice!

It's an adverb again!

I have been in Hojo Tower for more than 20 years, but the chef's hat is not the chef's hat on my head. How can I be happy for the ambitious Jiutangshan?

If it were a few years ago, Kuga Dozen could be a sous chef willingly, after all, Hojo Ninchi's cooking skills were superior to it.

However, what makes Kuga Dozen really angry is that Hitoshi Hojo's cooking skills have stagnated due to a hand injury, but he refuses to give up the position of the chef. Nothing makes him more angry.

In the next second, Jiu Wo Tang Shan's forehead violently blue veins, said slowly: "I am waiting to enter the main restaurant lf!"

Lin Feng didn't say much about the provocation of Jiu Wo Tang, who wins and loses, and then we will see the answer!

"and so"

Looking at the three people in front of him, Lin Feng smiled and said, "Please taste the magic mapo tofu I made!"

"Ma Po Tofu?"

"Isn't this plagiarizing Mr. Jiu's dish name?"

"Originally there was a good impression, but now he is really annoying!"

"I bet that the victory in this game must belong to Mr. Jiu Wo!"

There was a lot of discussion in the ears, and a smile appeared on Jiu Wo Tangshan's face again, but a sneer.

In his opinion, Lin Feng was really forced to go to the doctor in a hurry.

The name of his dish was spicy Mapo Tofu, and then Lin Feng immediately followed suit and called it'Ma Po Tofu'. It takes too much confidence to make such a thing.

Ask for flowers

"Ha ha"

Jiu Wo Tangshan put his hands around his chest. For him, the outcome of this game is determined, and there is no suspense at all.

However, Jiu Wo Zhaoji, who was sitting in the chair, saw Lin Feng's smile, his pupils showed fear again.

This kind of scene reminded him of the food halberd, the cooking showdown that changed his fate.

At that time, he was so similar to his father, and Lin Feng showed this smile in the face of his provocation.

Subconsciously, Jiu Wo Zhao Ji had an illusion that today's winner is Lin Feng, and the loser is Jiu Wo Tang Shan.

No, it's impossible!

No matter how genius and powerful he is, even if he can have a cooking technique comparable to Si Yingshi, it is impossible to defeat his father.

That's right, Lin Feng must be impossible to defeat his father!