Although Su Zi said that he just had to perform to his normal level, he knew very well what his normal level was. After hearing Gu Pingping announce that today's competition was over, he immediately took out his phone and started checking out the classic Huaiyang cuisine.

"Brother Fang, what are you looking at?" Mu Fei came down after handing in the menu and saw Su Zifang staring at the screen.

"Braised goose." Su Zifang said casually.

"You already know what you're going to cook tomorrow?" Mu Fei looked at Su Zifang with some sadness: "Grandpa Xue is just partial. He told you not to tell me! It's really better to be a direct disciple than to be a nominal one."

Su Zifang:???

Wake up, brother! Do you know that this idea of ​​yours is dangerous?

"Master didn't say anything." Su Zifang said coldly.

"Then why are you looking at this?" Mu Fei rolled his eyes in disgust: "Or you don't know how to do it, so you plan to write this to deceive people?"

"Written by Xiaoman."

"Oh." Mu Fei responded: "What did you write?"

"Phoenix tail shrimp." Su Zifang repeated the reason he just told Zhao Xiaoman.

"Why didn't I think of that!" Mu Fei was stunned for a second and sighed: "I have been thinking about writing something that I can do, but after reading for a long time, I only thought of one."

"What?"

“Matsutake Chicken Soup.”

Indeed, as a soup dish, matsutake chicken soup is not complicated, and it is a specialty dish of Diancheng chefs. The key lies in its mild taste, and it is also commonly seen in soups in many Huaiyang restaurants.

"Do you know anyone else's?" Su Zifang asked casually, not intending to find out from Mu Fei. After all, Mu Fei had been here only a short time and didn't even know anyone.

"Well, Ao Zuo wrote about Dragon Beard Cake, He Zuo said about Xiangyou Eel Paste, Zhang Zidan wrote about Pan Fei Soup, Kong Yan wrote about Dried Bamboo Shoots and Braised Pork, and two Puzhong chefs with good scores wrote about

Yangzhou fried rice and steamed lion's head." Mu Fei recalled for a few seconds and said a long list of familiar names.

Su Zifang:???

Brother! You still have the nerve to say that I have some shady secrets. Did you steal the organizing committee’s database?

"Where did you get this from?" Su Zifang pulled Mu Fei to the corner and asked in a low voice: "You didn't ask for it from Brother Han, did you?"

Mu Fei, who was originally nervous, relaxed after hearing Su Zifang's question: "No, I just heard it while walking."

Su Zifang suddenly thought that he should drag Mu Fei to buy a lottery ticket. Let’s not talk about how the information of so many chefs was known to others. Just because he could hear the news while walking, Su Zifang felt that Mu Fei was just a genius.

It's a real koi.

However, after listening to the dishes written by so many people, he felt that the braised goose dish in his hand seemed a bit unsafe. After all, the dragon beard cake, ring oil eel paste, and barbel lung soup just mentioned!

He doesn't know how to do any of it - Xie Feiji-style scratching his head!

"What are you going to do?" Su Zifang asked, seeing that Mu Fei didn't care.

"You can do whatever you get. I don't know how to cook Huaiyang cuisine. I'll try to make it lighter and use less seasoning." Mu Fei sniffed and said it matter-of-factly.

Makes sense!

"Then lend me your book?"

"What book?" Mu Fei was confused.

"Didn't you bring your copy of "100 Classic Huaiyang Cuisine" with you when you packed your luggage a few days ago?" Su Zifang remembered that Mu Fei also had a textbook he bought for temporary study, and planned to make a surprise attack.

"I want to watch it tonight." Mu Fei refused without hesitation.

"Aren't you just following fate?" Su Zifang looked at Mu Fei with disgust: "What else are you reading if you are following fate?"

"But if you don't even read the book, how can you have a destiny? Buddha helps those who are destined, but does not help lazy people."

Mu Fei's serious answer made Su Zifang not know what to say for a moment, and he sighed for a long time: ""

There were no teaching materials, so Su Zi spent the whole night flipping through his cell phone and learned (theoretically) all the dishes Mu Fei had said.

Thanks to the convenience of the Internet, when he was learning about Longxu Cake, he saw a strange label on Station B, "Use a hundred sticks of toothpaste to make Dragon's Mouth Cake."

I laughed so hard while making the crispy sand sculptures.

After a full hour, Su Zifang realized that he was cramming, and then he seriously found Yangzhou fried rice, Xiangyou eel paste, and barbel lung soup in the B station that was mixed with ghosts and animals, music, and dance.

Instructional videos.

However, three hours later, Su Zifang felt like he was getting cold when he looked at the name of the grandmother he was following in his list.

After all, Xisi is not in the food court, Director Ao doesn’t know how to cook, and the head of state and the second battalion commander can probably only serve a plate of spaghetti to the friendly troops.

…

Until he arrived at the competition venue the next day, Su Zifang was still immersed in the false joy brought by Long Xusu, and kept describing to Mu Fei the embarrassing situation of the anchors making Long Xusu.

"Just pull and twist! Oh, it broke!"

"And that one, I finally pulled it down to the thickness of chopsticks, but the cat jumped up and stepped on it!"

"The funniest thing is that a girl melted a hundred candies and placed them so hard that they couldn't be pulled open at all. She also made herself a Nezha Universe Circle shape. The barrage made everyone laugh like crazy."

Mu Fei:???

"Weren't you cramming yesterday? Why do you feel as high as watching the extended version of Happy Twist's comedy?"

"At first I wanted to watch it, but later, the temptation was too strong and I couldn't resist it."

"Brother Fang, I'm not telling you, men, you must resist temptation!" Mu Fei said in an old-fashioned way.

"Meow meow meow?" Su Zifang looked confused. "I couldn't help but watch a few funny videos. How does it feel like cheating?"

When the two people entered the venue, the staff had already prepared the lottery area. Zhang Zidan and Zhao Xiaoman stood together not knowing what they were talking about. When they saw the two people coming in, they nodded and left first.

"What's wrong with her?" Su Zifang expressed great concern for his future employee.

"Nothing, she was unlucky and got the blowfish."

"Pufferfish?" Su Zi twitched his eyes. Didn't he say that he only had difficult questions? Why did he even give out propositions?

As one of the most delicious river fish, there is no doubt about the deliciousness of pufferfish. The meat is smooth and refreshing, much more delicious than ordinary fish. However, the danger of matching this deliciousness is hard to ignore. The blood and internal organs of pufferfish are highly toxic and are the most toxic in nature.

Poisonous natural toxins. Although according to the "Book of Mountains and Seas·Beishan Jing", China has a history of eating pufferfish as early as four thousand years ago, there is still an old saying that has been passed down to this day - eat pufferfish to the death!

It is enough to show that when it comes to eating puffer fish, the ancients really struggled with it while eating it, and they couldn't give it up after eating it.

Nowadays, just because senior technicians need to obtain a separate puffer fish cooking certificate to handle puffer fish, we know how toxic puffer fish is.

Of course, such difficulty still won't stop everyone from eating pufferfish, which shows how delicious pufferfish is.

This delicious and toxic ingredient is definitely a killer weapon in the hands of many chefs. If you use it well, you will kill points, but if you use it poorly, you will kill people.

Su Zifang held down the horror and asked: "What is she going to do?"

"She gave up the game." Zhao Xiaoman shook his head: "She said she didn't know how to be a puffer fish, so she gave up the game directly, and will go to Jinling with us when the game is over."
Chapter completed!