Yipin Tianxia

According to the rules of the chef competition, in addition to the contestants, several colleagues can also be invited to be a witness.

Zhu Silin's side is Yu Sansheng, Song Siyuan, and his father, Song Erping, whom Nianfu has heard of for a long time but has never met.He is also the senior brother of Zhu Silin and Yu Sansheng.

Among the few people brought by Shi Peng, Nianfu unexpectedly saw a long-lost acquaintance, Sun Baixi.Chai Rong, the pastry chef of Ruyi Juli, also learned moon cakes from Nian Fu, and learned a lot of techniques.

Chai Rong is gone, but Ruyiju's business is still going on.The government did not seize it either. As for whether the boss behind the scenes has been replaced, Nianfu has never inquired.All she knew was that her uncle Shi Rui's family was gone, and no one knew where she had gone.

Nianfu became a little suspicious, did Shi Peng have friendship with Sun Baixi, or was he related to Chai Rong?

But didn't he invite Tuva of the Qiyan tribe to be a cook?Could it be that Zhuo Rilie and the others also have something to do with Chai Rong?

These are too complicated, so I don’t think too much about it when I recite blessings.But when she saw how her master went into battle, she couldn't calm down anymore.

Zhu Silin wore a new red dress today, dressed like a groom, beaming with joy.

But Nianfu knows that they Zhushi's masters respect fire and wear red clothes as the highest dress.Master wearing such a suit came out to fight, I am afraid that he will try his best and be ashamed.

But what exactly is he going to do?

Shi Peng sneered, "Zhu Silin, you couldn't compare to me 20 years ago with good hands and feet, but now you can't even hold a kitchen knife steadily, how can you compare with me?"

Zhu Silin said indifferently, "Then you want to lose to me, do you want to kill yourself?"

you!Shi Peng's face was livid with anger, "Okay, then I'll see how you compare with me. Let's start! I'll still be the gourd chicken I used to be. What are you doing?"

Zhu Silin said, "I will still be the fire tree and silver flower that I was back then."

Shi Peng snorted, "It's obvious that the Xishi tongue was passed down by our ancestors. You Zhujia are all freaks, and you insist on changing your nondescript way. You couldn't do it back then, and I don't believe you can do it now."

Yu Sansheng was taken aback when he heard that, "Fourth brother, how do you manage to have a good tongue now?"

Ouyang Kang was puzzled, "Is it that dim sum? You seem to have done it before?"

Nianfu shook her head. The Xishi tongue she made was a Jiangnan snack, but the Xishi tongue they said was a soup made with fresh clams.

Because that dish is very particular about technique and heat, few chefs can cook it.

Nianfu has heard about the method, but when she used fire to make the best use of it, she couldn't guarantee that she could cook every piece of clam meat with a smooth and consistent taste, and their place is not near the sea.There were no fresh ingredients, so she didn't try them either.

So what will Zhu Silin do now?

Shi Peng washed his hands, looked at his opponent with contempt, and took out a one-year-old hen from the cage behind him, slaughtered and shaved.The movements are as smooth as flowing clouds and water, and even the most critical eyes find it pleasing to the eye.

And at the other end, Zhu Silin also started to act.

He took out a wooden hammer, opened a large food box behind him, took out a bowl of ordinary glutinous rice, and put it upside down in a stone basin.

Nianfu was stunned.Even Shi Peng was stunned.

"Zhu Silin, what the hell are you doing? Aren't you going to be Xi Shi tongue? What are you doing with this? You won't tell me, you want to make glutinous rice cakes, right?"

Zhu Silin gave him a serious look, "I said before, what I want to do is fire trees and silver flowers, not Xi Shi tongue."

"Then you didn't use snake soup before? Why has it changed now?"

"I can't explain it to a layman like you. Cooking is based on the heart, so why stick to formalities? Even my disciples know that a dog is black and white, and a good dog is one who can look after the house. You should learn from it."

"Okay, okay. I don't care about you." Shi Peng continued to process his ingredients, but he was a little more careless, "I'm really full, and I'm here to compete with you. You madman, what kind of crooked ways are you going to do? Your poo."

Zhu Silin said, "It doesn't matter if I'm crazy or not. What's important is that when a cook is cooking, shouldn't he just think about how to make the dishes in his hands well? Shi Peng, cheer up, don't lose in a while, let I despise it."

Shi Peng was so angry that his face turned purple, but after thinking about it, he was indeed wronged.Without further ado, he began to concentrate on cooking.

And Zhu Silin also raised the small wooden hammer and began to beat the glutinous rice cakes,

But Nianfu felt that what Master said just now was for himself.So what does he mean?

After a few clicks, Ouyang Kang saw that something was wrong, "Your master, isn't this too hard?"

Not only is he working hard, he is doing his best.

Each time, I used both hands to lift the wooden hammer high above the top, and then used the strength of my upper waist and abdomen to smash it down with all my strength.

This kind of action is very hard for an ordinary person, let alone an old man who has been suffering from chronic illness?

After a while, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was slightly out of breath.

Song Siyuan couldn't help but said, "Master, how about I help you?"

But his father, Song Erping stopped him, "No, let him do it by himself, your rhythm is different from his."

Zhu Silin turned his head and smiled, "Second brother, you have always been the best at pretending, but you also have the most poisonous eyes. If you can learn as much, you can pass it on to your children and grandchildren. Count me as the younger brother, and I will give it to you. Great gift."

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, his eyes glanced at the window where Nianfu was hiding, "No one should make a sound, and don't bother me anymore."

Then, he continued to smash.

One click, one click, without hesitation.

Sweat quickly rolled down his forehead, but the hammer in his hand never stopped, just walking slowly around the stone basin, hitting it repeatedly.

That movement was indescribably simple and simple, yet indescribably attractive.

So much so that after Shi Peng handled the chicken and sent it to the steamer, he also watched his movements and frowned in thought.

The heart of chanting blessings tightened little by little.

Master is not in good health. Old doctor Gao said long ago that he can only rest in rest, but how can he bear such hard work?

Shi Peng's chicken has been steamed, and the rapeseed oil is about [-]% hot, ready to be cooked.

"My surname is Zhu, hurry up. As an old rule, when my dish is good, your dish will also be out of the pot. Don't let people wait for you then."

Zhu Silin has stopped talking, and he has all his energy.All of his mind has been attracted by the ball of glutinous rice cake under his hand.

After repeated beatings, the big ball of glutinous rice cakes has shrunk into a small round one, rolling around mischievously.It seems to be avoiding the beating, but it becomes more round and elastic during the beating.

No one can deny that this ball of glutinous rice cakes will definitely taste delicious.But no matter how delicious it is, it is still a ball of glutinous rice cakes. How could it have the smooth and soft taste like Xishi tongue?

And over there, Shi Peng's gourd chicken is almost ready.That color is bright and fragrant.Even in the house, it is also mouth-watering.

Just as Ouyang Kang couldn't help but cast a few more words over there, he suddenly heard a burst of exclamation.It was Zhu Silin.A stagger, almost fell.His chest and back were soaked, his whole body seemed to be pulled out of the water, his face was as white as paper, obviously he was on the verge of losing strength.

"Master, forget it, don't do it!"

Nianfu couldn't help but rushed out, but Zhu Silin's sharp eyes pinned her there.

He opened his mouth wide, gasped heavily, and continued to beat.

Finally, when Shi Peng's gourd chicken came out of the pan.A fire ignited on his wooden hammer.

This is by no means a supernatural power or a trick, even Shi Peng believes that it is a mutation caused by the high temperature generated during repeated beatings.Just like making fire by drilling wood, there are no tricks.

Zhu Silin was obviously exhausted, but his eyes were sharp as he looked at the fire on the wooden hammer.Another soup basin soaked in ice floe was taken out, and the wooden hammer was placed beside it.

Then carefully pull out the glutinous rice cake bit by bit, shake hands, put together three, four or five petals at random, and knead them into small flowers.Then.Put them one by one into the soup basin.

When the high-temperature glutinous rice cakes meet the ice water, a faint white smoke will be emitted, causing all the glutinous rice cakes to undergo a final chemical change.

Great progress.

Calabash chicken is ready, but no one wants to try it.

That dish is undoubtedly excellent and very delicious, but what everyone wants to taste more is this fire tree silver flower dish.

At this moment, even Shi Peng had to admit his name.

Under a burning wooden hammer, what would it be like to float and sink flowers in an ice basin?

Zhu Silin first gave this right to his opponent.

The glutinous rice cake shrinks a little when it is cold, and it is not sticky. In the warm mouth, it is soft and tender, and it slides down the stomach along the body fluid before even chewing.

What is it like?

Shi Peng couldn't bear it, and took another sip.

This time it was finally tasted, it was light and slightly sweet, and there was a fragrance trapped by the ice, it was Ciba, but it didn't look like Ciba, it tasted a taste that he had never tasted in his life.

The only thing that can be described is delicious.

Putting down the chopsticks and plates, Shi Peng was silent for a long time, and only said three words.

"I lost."

As a cook, the highest state is like this. No matter what skills you use, if you can make a convincing taste in the end, you are the winner.

Zhu Silin was neither ecstatic nor contemptuous, but pointed to the opposite side, ran over knowingly and brought him the plate of gourd chicken.

Zhu Silin looked at it, "In the past 20 years, your skills have become more sophisticated and proficient. It's just this taste——"

"You don't need to talk about it." Shi Peng knocked down the plate of chicken suddenly, and turned his face away, "I know it's not good."

Zhu Silin looked at his back, squatted down slowly, and picked up the chicken, "Although it's not good, it's edible, so why waste it? Isn't the original intention of us as cooks to cook for people to eat? It's not for cooking."

Shi Peng turned his face, his eyes were both surprised and slightly startled, while Zhu Silin looked at him and smiled slightly, "Thank you for the past 20 years. If I didn't have the shame of that year, I wouldn't have survived. Waiting for this one day."

He suddenly swayed and fell backwards.

Nianfu turned pale with shock, "Master!"

Ouyang Kang had supported the person faster than her, Zhu Silin spit out a mouthful of blood, but stared at Nianfu eagerly, struggling to ask, "Apprentice, do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Nianfu said loudly, but burst into tears instantly.

Master used his life to teach her the last lesson.

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Wangcai: Why do you want me to deliver lunch boxes to good people?I dont go.Don't go to the bones, don't go to the meat.You go to sweet potatoes.

Sweet Potato: Go find taro.

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