Global Cataclysm: My Life in Sanctuary Versailles

This time Wu Lang decided to try Tie Zhu's first, and put a piece of pork belly directly into his mouth. After chewing it three times, Wu Lang's brow twitched again.

without it!

It is exactly the same as the spicy chicken diced just now.

Whether it's garlic sprouts or pork belly, Tie Zhu definitely showed his professionalism in the handling of the ingredients themselves, but it's the taste that always feels a bit off.

Of course, this point can only be distinguished because he often eats the dishes made by Tie Zhu during this period. If it was put in the past, it would be just two words-delicious.

With this evaluation, Wu Lang picked up the meat on Master Zheng's plate, and when he ate it, the contrast between the two was extremely clear.

The same was true for the third dish of fish-flavored shredded pork. Now Wu Lang was sure that there was something wrong with Tie Zhu. HtΤρS://ωWw.èΒóōKЪàο.ИΕt/

"What are you doing?"

And Wu Tian, ​​who was sitting on the other side of him, was obviously aware of this too. After trying the third dish, he quickly approached Wu Lang and asked in a low voice, "Brother, do you want me to visit the back kitchen?"

Wu Lang thought for a while, then shook his head slightly.

First of all, personal safety issues must not be considered.

Before the officials wanted to poach his people, he countered with a delicious food temptation plan. The two sides did not make a move, let alone now that the two parties have reached an agreement, it is even more impossible to do it.

As for professional issues, such as problems with the seasonings used, since Tie Zhu was able to become the president of the Chefs Association before the catastrophe, there is no need to worry about some social twists and turns.

The key point is that Wu Lang also believed that Master Zheng would not do this.

After all, before this, the two had tried countless times in terms of cooking skills, and every time the result was that Master Zheng was a little worse. If Master Zheng wanted to use other means, I believe it would not have ended like this. HTTpδ://WwW.eΒoǒκBāǒ.Иêt/

Immediately after the fourth dish, the fifth dish, until the sixth dish of hot and sour potato shreds was served.

As a chef working in an official refuge, no matter whether he was familiar with this dish before the cataclysm, after the cataclysm, he definitely has a deep understanding of this dish or the ingredients used in this dish.

After the catastrophe, potatoes, which are high-yield, contain a lot of starch, can be stored for a long time, and more importantly, the food that has not been planted for a long time is definitely the first choice for shelters with a large population and shortage of supplies.

When the food was on the table, Wu Lang, who already had no opinion about this competition, casually stretched out his chopsticks to the plate belonging to Tie Zhu, picked up about a dozen shredded potatoes and put them into his mouth...

"Ok?"

This was the third time Wu Lang couldn't help raising his eyebrows in this competition.

But this time the reason was completely opposite to before.

It is no longer because the dishes made by Tie Zhu are not so good in taste, but because they are too delicious.

In Wu Lang's view, even with Tie Zhu's culinary skills, it is definitely a super-level performance to fry such hot and sour potato shreds.

How to describe its taste, in the original words of Wu Lang, a non-professional: "The taste of every potato shred is the same. What's more amazing is that when you pick up a chopstick and put it in your mouth, the potato shreds and potato shreds The flavors between them can overlap and increase each other, which is simply wonderful.”

After eating this dish, Wu Lang's mood changed dramatically.

"Not bad! Finally, I didn't mess around a bit."

It can be said that with this dish as a foundation, even if Tie Zhu loses, it is not ashamed.

At this moment, Tie Zhu and Master Zheng came out together. Seeing everyone, Master Zheng couldn't wait to ask: "Everyone, how are you?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Wu Lang. Wu Lang was not polite, and said directly: "This time, the two contestants, I personally think the result is five to one. I vote for Master Zheng."

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Chapter 1205 Feeling Aggrieved Victory

to be frank.

They were more worried that Wu Lang would favor Tie Zhu than Wu Lang was worried that they would favor Master Zheng.

Everyone has been together for so long, who doesn't know who else!

Wu Lang's character of protecting Duzi is well known.

And because of the previous incident, if such a thing really happened, they could only choose to stand with Wu Lang against their conscience.

After all, compared to the gains and losses of Master Zheng alone, sending Wu Lang away smoothly is the top priority now.

Because this incident caused Wu Lang's displeasure, it would be really not worth the candle to make some fools out of it.

Fortunately, Wu Lang didn't do that.

so...

When Wu Lang finished speaking, everyone else breathed a sigh of relief.

When Wu Lang finished commenting, Le Yi saw that Di Yingbo remained ruthless as always, so he took the lead and said:

"I also think that except for this hot and sour potato shreds that Lao Zheng is slightly inferior to Master Tie, the rest are half a point higher."

With Le Yi proofing, other people also echoed:

"I agree." HTTpδ://WwW.eΒoǒκBāǒ.Иêt/

"Actually, with the culinary skills you two have mastered, the dishes you cook can already be described as works of art. I can only say that Master Zheng is in a better state in this competition."

......

of course!

Compared with the outspokenness of the two, the others are more flattering.

To please both sides, neither side should offend, in their view, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

In contrast, the two parties involved.

After hearing this, Tie Zhu was not surprised at all, he smiled and calmly bowed his hands to everyone.

But Master Zheng stared at him, stepped out to the dining table without saying a word, picked up the chopsticks who didn't know who had used them, and took a bite of each of the leftovers on the plate.

Every time he tasted a dish, Master Zheng's complexion darkened a little, especially when he tasted the last hot and sour potato shreds, no one could see the depression on Master Zheng, which was like before the volcanic eruption.

I saw that Master Zheng stretched his chopsticks into Tie Zhu's plate of hot and sour potato shreds again, and used his chopsticks to scrape together the last few shreds of potato on the plate. Pick it up and put it in your mouth again.

This time, Master Zheng chewed very slowly, even his eyes were narrowed into a slit. After about ten seconds, Master Zheng's eyes widened suddenly, and then he threw the chopsticks in his hand on the table in a half-beat and half-release manner. , turned to Tie Zhu and asked in a cold voice: "What do you mean?"

Hearing this, Tie Zhu replied with a blank expression: "What do you mean?"

"Are you still pretending, don't say that your cooking skills have regressed like this... What are you doing, let me? I need you to let me?"

Speaking of this, Master Zheng's voice was approaching a roar.

yes!He admitted that he really wanted to beat Tie Zhu in cooking.

but...

What he wants is to be fair and honest, not to give alms like begging for mercy.

of course!

If it was just like this, he might not be so angry.

What's more important is that this begging charity is mixed with some things that make him feel like a thorn on his back, like a thorn in his throat, and like sitting on pins and needles.

It is this hot and sour potato shreds.

If it is inferior to other dishes, then he will admit it.

But it is this hot and sour potato shreds.

As mentioned above, potatoes are one of the first-choice foods in shelters nowadays, and everyone cooks them in different ways every day. As the old saying goes, practice makes perfect. The potatoes that Master Zheng touches every day can be hundreds if not thousands, and Tie Zhu Well, no matter whether he served Comrade Lao Tang in the past or he was working here with Wu Lang, especially after being here with Wu Lang, I believe that with Wu Lang's standard of food, there are definitely not many times when he can use potatoes.

It can be said that in Master Zheng's mind, he has an absolute chance of winning the six dishes of the competition, hot and sour potato shreds, while the other five dishes are split in half to see who can perform better.

In the end, he won the dish without much confidence, and this win, in his opinion, was only a half-win;

But he lost the dish that he thought must win, and this loss, in his opinion, was at least a loss.

This is the main reason why he is so angry.

"If you want to let it go, let it go, isn't this disgusting person!"

It's just that Tie Zhu didn't accept Master Zheng's roar, and shrugged indifferently, "I'm old, and I'm busy with my apprentices now, so I don't have much time to take charge, so blame me for my decline, what do you want?" Think whatever you want."

Speaking of this, Tie Zhu couldn't help but smile.

no way!In terms of apprentices, he is indeed worthy of laughing at this time.

It turned out that the boy in the family resisted learning to cook, which made Tie Zhu feel that his skills had not been inherited. However, after the catastrophe, the boy in the family not only did not resist learning to cook, but was even more motivated to learn than he was then.

Seeing this scene, Tie Zhu felt that he had no regrets in his life.

And when it comes to family, Tie Zhu personally feels that he is absolutely qualified to show off in front of Master Zheng.

Who told his wife to live up to her expectations and gave birth to two sons, but Master Zheng's wife has two daughters.

Although they don't have the so-called patriarchal thought, but sometimes, for example, the chefs, especially the Chinese chefs, still have smoky Sichuan cuisine. It has to be said that men definitely have a natural advantage over women.

And when Tie Zhu smiled, Master Zheng let out another cold snort.

The two who have been dating for half their lives are so familiar that they even know whether it is shit or pee when the other's butt is turned up.

What Tie Zhu was thinking at this time, although Master Zheng didn't know everything, he also guessed a general idea.

"Less time to handle the spoon? You are fooling the devil!"

The more Master Zheng thought about it, the angrier he got, he was about to grab Tie Zhu by the collar and question him.

Seeing this, everyone quickly got up and grabbed Master Zheng.

"Old Zheng, if you have something to say, just say it, why are you so impatient?"

Le Yi felt that pain in his heart.

Besides, it's not fun to do it.

"That's right! Why bother, brothers and sisters!"

"It's all a catastrophe, and there are still conflicts that cannot be resolved."

"Master Zheng, you have won this competition, you should be happy."

Hearing this, Master Zheng felt that he was a dumb man who ate Coptis chinensis, unable to express his suffering.

Did he win?

"Yes! I won, and from now on you will be the number two."

Fighting is definitely impossible, and at the same time, he is not absolutely sure of defeating Tie Zhu. At this time, being separated by the crowd, Master Zheng can only take advantage of the situation and turn to a verbal offensive.

"If you lose, you lose. Let alone the second child, you can call me the third child in the future."

Tie Zhu obviously didn't care about these false names.

But Tie Zhu's attitude made Master Zheng feel that the anger in his chest was accumulating more and more, but he couldn't vent it out, which made him very uncomfortable.

What else can I do!

Unable to fight, scolding others and refusing to accept the move, the only way Master Zheng can think of now is to kill with eyes.

So he stared at the iron pillar suddenly, a smoky murderous aura burst out, and shot directly at the iron pillar not far away, and then let out a cold snort from his mouth again, and flung his hands away from everyone. The hand holding his arm walked towards the back kitchen without looking back.

no way!

This is his last stubbornness!

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Chapter 1206 So You Are Such an Iron Pillar

"That...haha! Master Zheng is really a man of temperament."

"That's right! There's absolutely nothing wrong with the starting point, it's just that I'm not very good at expressing myself."

"Master Zheng really deserves to be a chef of Sichuan cuisine. Even his temper has a strong Sichuan flavor. I have to say that there is definitely a reason for him to be able to practice cooking to this level."

......

Master Zheng can leave, but everyone can't, so when Master Zheng left, under the leadership of Le Yi, they all started to find various reasons for him.

"Okay! I said you can't get tired. You have a bad temper. You have to wash it so fresh and refined. Besides, I, Wu Lang, am not a small-hearted person, so I won't lose my temper just because of such a trivial matter."

Seeing everyone's pretentious performance, Wu Lang rolled his eyes directly.

Coupled with these words that could be said to directly lift their fig leaf, the scene became quiet in an instant.

At this moment, there was a faint embarrassment lingering around everyone.