Su Zi returned to the contestants' bench, and Zhao Xiaoman and Mu Fei stepped forward to congratulate him.

Several Puzhong chefs who scored less than 8 points looked at Su Zifang's junior chef uniform and fell into deep doubts.

Puzhong Chef A: "Are all junior chefs so cruel these days?"

Puzhong Chef B: "Maybe he has a good master! Look at the guy who makes stewed pork belly, his father is Master He Jianmin. And the guy who makes shredded chicken noodles is also the second stove of Aozao Restaurant. What are our identities?

, there is no comparison at all!”

Puzhong Chef A: "So what? Someone just teaches me, and those famous chefs don't necessarily teach well. My friend just became a disciple of Xue Yi, and now he is still a junior chef. His level is not good, almost...

They will all be kicked out of the door."

This sentence was spoken in a loud voice. After hearing this, Zhao Xiaoman and Mu Fei immediately turned their attention to Su Zifang.

Su Zifang: "What are you looking at?"

Two people: "Look at you!"

Su Zifang:…………

But at the end of the day, he still had to rectify his master's name. After all, as his master's most proud Puchu disciple, he was going to be kicked out of the door again.

"Ahem, brother, can I ask the name of your friend?" Su Zi stepped forward and struck up a conversation.

Puzhong Chef A: "What are you doing? Do you also want to become Master Xue's disciple? Are you overthinking it?"

"Although you have made a dish that is rated 9 points, it is different from Master Xue's signature dish. I advise you to follow the path of Master Gu. Maybe I can accept you because of your cooking."

"

Su Zifang:???

This arrangement was so amazing that he changed his master in an instant.

"Let's go, let's go, we don't have anything to do next, let's go eat quickly." Puzhong Chef A took Puzhong Chef B to leave.

"Aren't you leaving?" Puzhong Chef B still wanted to pull Su Zi together and hug her thighs.

"No, I'll take another look, maybe there's something better." Su Zifang nodded and apologized, then returned to Zhao Xiaoman and Mu Fei.

"Do you think there will be someone better than that black bear?" Mu Fei didn't have a good impression of Ao Zuo. After all, he had to ask for advice from him when he came up. Now it seems that it may be more of a humiliation.

"If my grandpa knew that the rice noodles I made actually lost to noodles, I would definitely be kicked out of the house." Mu Fei was frightened when he thought of this, but fortunately he didn't agree at the time.

"Looking at Wu Da San's rough appearance, he is too scheming!" Mu Fei did not forget to comment at the end.

"Cooking can't just be based on the chef's appearance, and it's not a beauty pageant. It is said that there was a famous Huaiyang cooking master in the past few decades. He was born with a face problem and his appearance was difficult to see, but he could cook very well." Zhao Xiaoman said.

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"I know, I was just talking casually. If I didn't even know this, I would have been deceived by him a long time ago." Mu Fei was still arrogant.

Su Zifang did not participate in their discussion.

For him, discussing looks is a waste of time. After all, as handsome as he is, and his cooking is so delicious, he is the only one in the entire venue.

The dishes cooked by the next few Puzhong chefs are relatively average, most of them are around 8 points.

There were only two things that impressed Su Zifang deeply.

Crab claws stuffed with flowers and corn with pine nuts are all dishes that look good but should taste even better.

Just watching Su Zifang in the audience made me salivate.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the food critic's seat. Immediately afterwards, the judges' seat also began to whisper.

"What's the food?" Su Zifang stood on tiptoes and saw a few small bowls on the tray in the waiter's hand, vaguely like a few flat white foods.

"Dumplings?" He was a little undecided, not to mention who would actually make a plate of dumplings to compete in this kind of cooking exchange meeting. No matter how delicious they are, this...asxs. is a step below.

Su Zi was thinking about it in the audience, but the judges' table was already engaged in discussion.

"What's this? Dumpling?" He Jianmin took a look at it first and was a little dissatisfied.

When will this kind of popular cuisine be included in the Huaiyang cuisine competition? Even though the wrapper of this dumpling is smoother than ordinary dumplings and looks better, it is still too plain.

Yang Tan didn't take it seriously when he first saw the dumplings, but when he put down the small bowl and saw the dumplings floating in the soup at close range, he still exclaimed in surprise.

"Isn't it just a dumpling? What's all the fuss about?" Before He Jianmin could move his chopsticks, he was attracted by Yang Tan's startled breath.

"Tofu dumplings!" Yang Tan pointed at the plate excitedly, almost pricking his finger into the bowl.

"Tofu dumplings?" Upon hearing the name, Mei Yuanbai and Xue Yi also became interested. They tried their best to keep their eyes wide open and looked at the three white and tender dumplings on the plate.

"Isn't it lost? Are you admitting it wrong?" Gu Pingping has heard of this famous white dish.

"How is that possible!" Yang Tan frowned: "I ate the tofu dumplings made by Master Du eight years ago, and they were exactly the same as this! The edges were smooth, the filling was round, and as white and tender as jade. If I guessed correctly, the inside of this dumpling is

Three fresh stuffings of pork, shrimp, and cabbage.”

"This dish is very complicated to make. You must first prepare the raw materials. It is said that the tofu used must be ground into soy milk by yourself, and a small amount of agar must be added. However, the ratio has always been a secret, and only Master Du knows it."

"To make tofu well, you also need exquisite knife skills. This dish is different from Wensi tofu. The tofu should not be too tender, but it should not be too hard. It must be sliced ​​in water to maintain the integrity of the tofu."

"Put the cut tofu slices in a gauze bag, drain them out of the filtered water, put the fillings on them, hold the gauze in half and fold them into a triangle shape, then shape them into a crescent shape, and put them on the steamer."

"At the end of the cooking process, you have to thicken the soup. Glass soup is light, while abalone juice soup is thick. This is the first time I've seen this kind of soup made with mushrooms."

Yang Tan sighed and looked at the chef in the audience, showing his appreciation for talent.

"But after Master Du left, no one has been able to make this dish for seven or eight years. Why did it suddenly appear again!" He Jianmin murmured: "Could it be that he stole the recipe?"

"Who is the chef?" Gu Pingping immediately thought of the chef information.

"Let me take a look." He Jianmin opened the booklet in his hand and read out word by word: "Zhang Zidan, intermediate chef, from: Didn't write..."

Under the stage, next to the cooking table, a quiet little girl with round glasses was holding on to the corner of her clothes. Her reserved look made people feel distressed.

"If it's a cheat, shouldn't this dish be given a high score?" He Jianmin asked again when no one responded.

"What do you think?" Gu Pingping glanced left and right and said solemnly: "I heard that none of Master Du's apprentices know how to make tofu dumplings, and this dish has not been passed down to others. It's a bit strange that it suddenly appeared."

Mei Yuanbai didn't speak, thinking about something.

Xue Yi raised his hand to pick up a dumpling, bit off half of it, and nodded with satisfaction: "It's delicious!"
Chapter completed!