"Is it that bad to eat?
Didn't I say that?
You are not welcome here. Since it tastes so bad, please leave!"
Suddenly, Zhu Ling walked over again with a dark face, glaring at the two of them with great dissatisfaction.
"Even if it tastes bad, I won't leave, what?
Do you still want to bully customers in the store?
Since you are unwilling to talk to me about the Zhu family, I naturally can only wait for someone who is willing to talk to me!"
Fang Lin stared at her with interest.
After being slightly stunned, Zhu Ling instantly understood what Fang Lin meant.
With Zhu Yan's character and the Zhu family's arrogant style of doing things, he will definitely come again.
Zhu Boyou's tragic defeat is enough to show that Fang Lin does not care about the power of the Zhu family.
Letting Zhu Yan go was definitely part of his plan.
Obviously, the reinforcements brought in by Zhu Yan must have a higher status than him, and they naturally know more about the Zhu family's affairs.
And what Fang Lin wants is this kind of person.
"Is barbecue so bad?
It’s not bad! It’s not terrible to eat!”
Zhu Ling unceremoniously sat down next to Fang Lin, opened a box of bowls and chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.
"It's not bad! I can only say that I can eat it."
Fang Lin said casually.
"You're awesome. If you have the skills, you can do it! If your cooking is better than mine, I will become your teacher."
When diners vomit after eating, the most angry person is the chef.
With a disdainful snort, a chubby man in his forties wearing a snow-white chef's uniform came over with a displeased look on his face.
"I'm not in the mood to accept an apprentice. If you don't learn my skills, it's a waste of my time.
Since you think it tastes good, then it tastes good.
Anyway, everyone who loves your barbecue will have to queue up."
If he didn't do well, he wouldn't let anyone tell him. Fang Lin wasn't angry at all, he said with a completely indifferent attitude.
"Hey...you kid is really arrogant.
I think you don't know how to do anything. If you don't know how to appreciate it, get out of here. Don't act nonsense here.
Besides, if you are so capable, why don’t you sign up for the Xingzhou City Kitchen King Competition?
Don’t you have the guts?
"Tch..." Isn't this a blow to his own brand? It's about the chef's dignity. How can a fat chef tolerate such bad breath?
He immediately said in an angry voice full of contempt.
“King of Kitchen Competition?
Not interested in.
However, I can open your eyes to what cooking is."
The name "King of Kitchen Competition" doesn't sound new. Fang Lin has seen it in some big hotels before.
But I really have no interest in it, so I just said it casually.
"Okay, then let's have a live competition.
All the diners present will serve as judges. If anyone loses, he or she must promise the other party three things. No matter life or death, no regard for good or evil. Boy, do you dare?
When it comes to courage and fighting, I am not as good as you with my three guns.
But when it comes to cooking skills, I can beat you in seconds without leaving any scumbag behind."
Chef Chu Sanpao held his head proudly and said with a confident attitude.
"Uh-huh, no problem!"
Fang Lin casually stretched out a hand to signal him to prepare, and said with a calm smile.
what the hell is this?
Too busy to panic?
They were obviously here to check on the Zhu family, but they suddenly compared their cooking skills. Even Gao Meilan, who always thought she understood Fang Lin reasonably, was confused.
But Fang Lin just smiled slightly, which answered Gao Meilan's doubts.
Fang Lin never does anything that is not beneficial to himself, so he naturally has his own purpose in choosing to accept the challenge.
In less than five minutes, under the arrangement of the kitchen staff, two grills and a variety of accessories were placed in the center of the hall.
"I'm a professional chef. Isn't this young man overestimating his abilities?"
"Disgrace yourself."
"Young people are impulsive and love competition."
There is a lot of fun to watch, so diners are naturally interested.
However, among the murmurs of discussion, no one was optimistic about Fang Lin.
In everyone's opinion, this is a competition without any suspense.
Every place has its own taste, but the one made by Chu San Pao is exactly in line with the taste of people in Seoul.
Since the judges are all from Seoul Province, the advantages and disadvantages can be imagined.
Of course, in addition to this reason, any fool can see that the reason why Zhu Ling's barbecue restaurant is full of guests is indeed the Zhu family's reason.
"Our barbecue restaurant always uses fresh pork imported on the same day. Boy, don't say I'm bullying you, a layman.
Today, I will use the frozen pork I just bought, and you can use fresh imported pork.
This shouldn't be considered bullying you, right?"
Taking out three packages of thawed frozen pork, Chu Sanpao was full of confidence, even a little arrogant.
As we all know, the ingredients used account for at least 50% of the deliciousness of a dish.
In everyone's opinion, Chu Sanpao had to use frozen pork against Fang Lin, who used fresh imported pork. His arrogance and confidence were absolutely unprecedented.
"random."
He knew that this guy was looking down on him, but Fang Lin didn't care. He didn't even bother to argue with him. He simply smiled and accepted it.
"There's nothing to compare with this! It's clearly contempt! He actually has the nerve to use fresh pork. Isn't this just lack of confidence?
Let’s make a judgment!”
"That is, a high-end chef can turn any ingredient into a delicious meal.
Only rubbish chefs would try to use good ingredients to cover up their lack of cooking skills."
"There is no comparison. This kid has definitely lost."
“Even if we win, it will be a weak victory.
Yes, you can win without using force."
"Tch, it's hard to win with force! How can he win?
Just don’t let us eat carbon.”
A simple comparison, whether it makes sense or not, everyone has already seen the outcome of this game.
However, Fang Lin still didn't care. He directly picked up a few pork chops, took out a few toothpicks, and stabbed them hard.
After adding some cooking wine, salt, cumin powder, etc., I gathered some energy in my palms and started beating quickly.
Chu Sanpao calmly stared at Fang Lin with contempt, but did not rush to take action, wanting to find out some unreasonableness and ridicule Fang Lin.
But after five minutes, Chu Sanpao still couldn't find any groove, so he slowly started to operate.
Use the same toothpick to make a hole, add ginger, green onion, cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, then marinate with chicken essence, salt, light soy sauce and other seasonings, including starch to ensure tenderness.
After waiting for half an hour, the two of them put the meat on the grill at the same time.
There was a sizzling sound in an instant, and the aroma gradually filled the air, making everyone's mouths water.
"This Fang Lin looks like a layman at first glance. He didn't add any starch, so it will definitely be too old when baked like this.
There is no chicken essence or other seasonings added to enhance the taste. This will definitely not taste good. Why don’t you seem to be worried at all?”
Staring at Fang Lin's operation, Zhu Ling shook his head in disappointment, but when he saw Gao Meilan still drinking tea leisurely, he couldn't help but asked with doubts.
This chapter has been completed!