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Chapter 127 Lord Mozun, don't be picky!

Chapter 127 Lord Mozun, don't be picky! (three)
The venue for the cooking competition was set at the entrance of Shenjia Restaurant, and a large circular competition table was specially built, with the center as the boundary, and two identical stoves on both sides, and the ingredients and tools on the table were also in equal parts. .

Looking at the pile of ingredients in front of him, Tu Zhimeng looked up at the man sitting directly in front of the stage, his eyes flickered slightly, as if he had discovered something special.

The man was sitting in the judges' seat, his eyes were indifferent, and no emotion could be seen.

He was dressed in a snow-white gown, covered with a soft smoky veil, and his appearance was extremely delicate, with thick sword eyebrows, narrow peach eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips, and impeccable facial contours.

The jet-black hair was tied up high with a dark red ribbon, and the two strands of hair naturally scattered on the forehead added a bit of warmth to the indifference brought by the facial features.

Holding a folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently, sitting there exuded the abstinence of a fairy, making Ye Sheng next to him look dull.

Tsk tsk tsk, the idle adults in this world seem to be more appetizing than the previous ones!

Tu Zhimeng looked at Yan Nie, who was in a trance, only to hear Xiaoer standing in the middle of the stage knock on the gong in his hand, scaring her almost to fall off the stage.

Boom!
"I announce that the cooking competition will officially begin!" After speaking, Xiao Er trotted off the stage.

Tu Zhimeng looked around at the melon-eating crowd watching the excitement, and then at the woman supported by Xia Zhu in the front row.

The woman clutched the handkerchief tightly, looking at Tu Zhimeng with anticipation in her eyes.

She is Tu Yutian's wife, Tu Zhimeng's mother in this world.

Facing Mrs. Tu's enthusiastic gaze, Tu Zhimeng flinched.

She knew that this culinary competition was very important, not only to get back the golden knife, to earn face for the dead Tu Yutian, but also a good opportunity to attack Yan Nie.

But... a certain mouse is a complete noob in the kitchen!

Seeing that a quarter of the time had passed, a strong fragrance had already radiated from Shen Qingting's side, but Tu Zhimeng's side didn't move at all. Everyone started talking at once after seeing this scene.

"I look at the second girl from the Tu family, I'm afraid she can't cook?"

"It shouldn't be! It is said that Chef Tu passed on all his culinary skills to her before he left."

"So what? That little girl is so young, she has stage fright!"

……

Listening to everyone's discussion, Mrs. Tu grabbed Xia Zhu's hand, stood up, and sat up, as if she wanted to say something, but she was afraid of putting pressure on Tu Zhimeng, so she held it in her heart, feeling really uncomfortable.

Tu Zhimeng also felt that it was not an option for her to stand like this, so she took a deep breath, rolled up her sleeves, held the handle of the knife with her little hand, and got ready for the blind man to touch the elephant.

It's just that the moment she was about to drop the knife, her brain was suddenly instilled with a large number of memories, and she manipulated this body to cook dishes step by step.

Goldfinger? !

Tu Zhimeng's big confused eyes lit up all of a sudden, her self-confidence came back in a flash, and it felt like the whole mouse was shining brightly!

The dish she and Shen Qingting are competing against is rouge goose breast.

Clean the goose, marinate it with salt, then cook it to mature, add appropriate seasonings, simmer slowly on low heat, wait until the water is dry, and the goose meat is red in sauce before taking it out of the pan, pour it into a plate, and sprinkle with chopped green onion As an embellishment.

The girl's movements were done in one go, and her gestures revealed the elegance of a lady. The dishes were far more attractive and attractive than those made by Shen Qingting.

Yan Nie took a piece of goose meat and put it in his mouth, his teeth were filled with fragrance immediately, it was oily but not greasy.

He froze slightly, looked up at the delicate and naive little girl in front of him, his eyes like splashed ink changed slightly.

 One more~ Ask for a ticket

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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