MTL - Here Comes The Lady Chef-Chapter 107 Alone

There was a panic in gentle eyes.

Do not! This is impossible!

Rubbing his eyes gently and gently, I saw Wen Shouzheng's left hand holding only a pot ear, the iron pot was already falling, and at the tiger's mouth of the right hand, the boiled boiling water was sturdy and scalded.

"Dad!" Whispered softly, and hurried up.

"Master!" Fang Dashi squeezed the crowd on one shoulder and rushed up.

"Come on, get cold water!" Sheng Yaoshan was closest, and when he saw this, he rushed over, grabbed a basin of ice water in the food area, and gently pressed Wen Shouzheng's right hand into the ice water for cold shock.

"Come on, please go to Langzhong!" Master Qiao was also shocked. How could such an important match just start with such a huge mistake!

"I am Langzhong!" A middle-aged man squeezed over, still carrying a medicine box on his body.

"Dr. Cui, you are here too!" Someone in the crowd recognized this Langzhong.

Is it possible that the game of Drunk Xianlou attracted even the doctor Lang Zhong?

"I'll see, I'll see." Cui Langzhong carefully pulled Wen Shouzheng's right hand out of the cold water, gently shaking off the water stains, and saw the surface of the skin, and instantly swelled a few copper coins.

"Well, it's so hot!" Cui Langzhong took a breath and shook his head.

"Doctor, heal my dad soon!" Gently urged, anxiously.

"Well, there is no need to worry about Girl Wen. I have an ancestral medicine here to treat all kinds of burns. I will apply it to Chef Wen. After seven days of storage, this hand is intact, and not only does it leave no scars, it is white It's smooth and tender! "Cui Langzhong said very self-confidently.

"Seven days! How can my dad play these days?" Gentle anxious to cry.

"I'm afraid the game won't work. I'll apply medicine in this hand and I need to rest." Cui Langzhong shook his head.

"What can I do?" Gentle eyes were full of anxiety and worry.

now. Chef Zheng and Chef Tang also gathered around and asked Wen Shouzheng's injuries with concern.

Chef Zhang put down the ingredients in his hand and just looked away. There was a flash of uneasiness in his complexion.

"Master Joe, look at this ..." Li Treasurer was so anxious that he didn't know what to do.

"Chef Wen. As a culinary person, hands are extremely important. Qiao praises your cooking very much. Even if you can't go to Xi'an and stay in Xianyang, you are one of the best chefs!" Master Qiao recently comforted With Wen Shouzheng.

"Dad, the pot ears of this iron pot. How could it fall off!" Gentle eyes full of doubt and helplessness, looked at the damaged iron pot tunnel.

"Maybe it's my intention. This pot has been with me for some years. I never thought that something went wrong at the critical moment. Blame me, blame me!" Wen Shouzheng sighed.

"Master Joe, this match is not comparable?" Someone in the crowd asked loudly.

"What is it? Didn't you see my Master was hurt?" Fang Dashi turned away and growled.

"Stone, don't be angry. Your hand is also hurt." Wen Shouzheng patted Fang Dashi's arm gently.

"Master Joe, look at this ..." Li Treasurer asked quietly.

"Master Wen, I'm really sorry, the selection of the chef is imminent, and Qiao is a last resort ..." Master Qiao persuaded Wen Shouzheng.

"Master Qiao. You are the owner, everything is up to you. It's just my hand that doesn't work. It seems that I have missed this game." Wen Shouzheng smiled hard.

"Well, take good care of yourself, don't think too much." Master Qiao comforted.

"I announce that the game continues and Chef Wen quits due to injury!" Master Qiao stood up.

"Yeah, Chef Wen has withdrawn!"

"It's a pity that such a good chef would be selected if he entered the competition ..."

The crowd rose again.

There was a smile on Chef Zhang's mouth.

"Slow!" A beautiful female voice.

The mood of the crowd just fell to the extreme with Wen Shouzheng's injury.

At this moment, she was brought up again by this sudden female voice.

Gaze gathered, and saw a little girl in a gray-blue cloth old cotton coat, like an unyielding young seedling in the stone gap, proudly standing in the chaos.

"My son, this girl is so familiar ..." Xiao Anzi remembered looking softly.

Oh, remember, isn't this the girl in the restaurant that day? By the way, when the son left Xianyang, she came to see off. Xiao Anzi remembered.

Ren Yue raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth.

Sheng Yaoshan's heart moved, although I don't know what this girl's next move, just this proud momentum is enough to admire Sheng Yaoshan!

"What's the matter, Rou? It's not too late to talk back after the game. Right now, let's help Chef Wen go back to rest." Li Treasurer urged softly.

"Master Qiao, Li Treasurer, you judges, little women are asking for something, you must be clear at this moment!" Gentleness doesn't care what it is!

Before everyone responded, Gentle straightened his waist and continued, "Before the game, Li Treasurer still read the rules of the game. The little girl is willing to continue to participate in the game instead of father, and I hope everyone will be successful!"

"What ?!" Master Joe was surprised.

"This ... the game has begun, is this okay?" Boss Lu asked in surprise.

"According to the old man, there is nothing wrong with it. Anyway, the rule says that one person participated in the competition, and Rou did not bring other helpers. Now the competition has just begun. Everyone has not yet begun to model it! It's a bit of a loss, after all, this ingredient was selected by Chef Wen. I don't know if it's the girl's will! "Mr. Song Tao said with a beard slowly.

"The teacher said yes!" Ren Yue echoed softly below.

"Let Sister Wen participate! The prince is here!" Liu Xian moved his fat buttocks around, kicking his legs indiscriminately.

"Yes." Zhao Jingyi dared not say a word when he heard what Mr. Song Tao and Prince Nine had said.

Immediately, his eyes motioned to Master Joe.

Master Qiao understood it and stepped forward, "Rou, you can play for your father!"

"Slow!" At this moment, Chef Zhang is unhappy.

"Master Zhang, do you have any doubts?" Master Qiao asked.

"It's okay for Rou girl to take part in the race, but there are still some things that must be said before to understand clearly!"

"Chef Zhang, please." Gentle.

"This is the first. Girl Rou is just a surrogate father! So the result of the game, regardless of winning or losing. It's all about Chef Wen's stay!" Chef Zhang said coldly.

"Okay!" Gently gritted his teeth, and a anger rose in his heart. My dad is like this, there are still people down!

"This second thing, because Rou girl took over halfway, so you can only use Chef Wen's ingredients and cooker knives, and you must not find anything else!" Chef Zhang continued.

"Good!" Gentle desperately controlled his anger, his fists clenched tightly.

Chefs usually use their own stoves and knives. Chef Zhang's remarks will really add fuel to the fire!

"This is the third! Only the time spent by Chef Wen must be counted in Rou's game time and must not be postponed!" Chef Zhang said this. Looking indifferently tenderly.

"Mum, everyone said the chef is honest! How did this chef say such awful words!" Sheng Yaoshan was originally squatting beside the injured Wen Shouzheng. After listening to these three words, he jumped angrily, his heart dark curse.

"Okay! I promise you! Let's get started!" A gentle voice trembled with the body.

Master Joe is on the side. Although there are some gentle murmurs in my heart, the game must now proceed smoothly, let alone gentleness has agreed, so be it!

"Okay! Now that everyone has reached a consensus, the game will continue. Rou girl. Please!" Master Qiao calmed everyone and motioned for gentleness.

"Sister Wen, come on!" Where can young Liu Xian understand the aggressiveness of Chef Zhang, he only sees his gentle sister on the field, and he can't help but cheer for gentleness.

"My son, this girl Wen is so good!" Xiao Anzi went to Ren Yue and praised him secretly.

Gentle and calm, raised his eyes and smiled and looked at the judging seat, clear eyes, brushed the seven judges, Mr. Song Tao secretly praised, what a wave!

In front of Wen Shouzheng's selection of ingredients, there are green vegetables, fatty ducks, various radish ...

"Spring", how to express this cold dish?

Facing the various ingredients gently, I was lost in thought ...

"Sister Wen, come on!" Liu Xian's childish voice came again.

The gentle thoughts were broken and she looked around.

I saw chef Tang's hands beating red bean paste vigorously, and the rolled dough was placed on the cutting board next to it.

"Oh, the chef Tang is making spring rolls! This red bean paste must be the filling, soft and sweet, and the most delicious." Gently swallowed and praised secretly.

Next to it, Chef Zheng is cutting all kinds of vegetables finely, and all are cut into fine and silky hair. The chef's knife is really not covered!

It is advisable to eat fresh vegetables in Li Chun. Although Chef Zheng can't guess what to do, the gentle appetite has been opened by the five-colored vegetables.

"His!" There was a sound of oil splashing, and gentle eyes stared at Chef Zhang with a cold face.

But in the hands of Chef Zhang, all kinds of pasta have been sculpted into flowers, with double pedicure, bone-like, and blooming and delicate, all blossoming, and all kinds of flour are boiling down. In the oil pan, with the rising of the oil temperature, all kinds of beautiful flowers bloom in the pot, as if the forest is full of spring, and the flowers are bright.

At this moment, Chef Zhang is using a long chopsticks to clip out a fried noodle flower, put oil on gauze, and let it cool.

"Oh, the pasta can also be a cold dish! It's an eye-opener!" Secretly praised gently.

"Look at it again, you can only hand in the plate ..." Ren Yue's faint voice, not knowing where it came from, although it was a little ridiculous, it reminded the importance of gentle time!

"Oh, Jing Gu is full of eyes, I will do it!" Gentle and tender smile.

In front of them are the ingredients, but now the thinking is extremely clear.

The damaged binaural pan becomes single ear, but it still does not affect the use.

The previous life ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ Although it is a rule, but now reborn, Gentle has long thought of cooking skills beyond previous lives, under the guidance of Wen Shouzheng, began to practice one-hand shabu shabu.

Even if the entire pot has no handles, she can cleverly integrate the entire pot with her hands with a piece of kitchen cloth.

Raise the pan and boil water again.

Snow-white fingers lifted the fat, light duck.

"Hey, today you are the protagonist!" Gentle to himself to the fat duck.

With that said, the action was like flying, and Ma Li cleaned up the duck, and the duck shape was not damaged.

At the same time, the water in the pot was already boiling.

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