Supreme Almighty System

Facing Wu Mei's doubts, Wu Fan smiled: "The reason why the Murong family's Dong'an chicken is so expensive is not only that the chicken is selected from high-quality chicken breeds, but also thanks to their carefully selected ingredients! You Don't look at the few ingredients that are very simple, but they are actually quite expensive."

Wu Mei's complexion changed slightly, and she said worriedly: "Then... Brother Quan and Sister Jiaojiao will be at a disadvantage, right?"

"Not necessarily."

Wu Fan looked in the direction of Lao Quan, and saw Jiaojiao took out a large handful of various peppers, green onions and shredded ginger picked from Shancha Valley. It is worth mentioning that these were all picked by Xiner herself.

"Our Shancha Valley eats pure mountain spring water, and the land is also pure and pollution-free. Most importantly, it is the only fertilizer used by my family Xiner, which is unique in the world!"

Listening to Wu Fan's complacent explanation, Wu Mei couldn't help being puzzled: "Wu Fan, what do you mean by this?"

Dumb said in a low voice: "The ingredients Xiner planted are not only filled with love for Brother Fan, but more importantly, the fertilizer used for irrigation is Brother Fan's boy urine..."

"This……"

Wu Mei couldn't help being a little dumbfounded: "Wu Fan, I thought it was something special, so the ingredients were raised with your boy's urine?"

"Just say you don't know the goods."

Wu Fan shook his head and smiled, because Wu Fan's body had been tempered four times, and he exchanged for pills to increase his cultivation base when he had nothing to do. Whether it was saliva or urine in his body, or even the air he exhaled, there was a trace of spiritual energy entwined with pills .

Therefore, these ingredients are not strictly ingredients, but also a kind of high-grade ingredients with a special medicinal fragrance.

……

The ingredients are stir-fried in hot oil, and the aroma is so tempting that even Grand Master Tie Yezi couldn't help standing up: "Those ingredients are just ordinary things, but why are they so fragrant after being stir-fried?"

Seeing the Great Master was also surprised by Lao Quan's ingredients, Murong Tingting and Ouyang Yehua couldn't help their hearts beating faster, and instantly became suspicious of the ingredients that the Murong family was proud of.

Murong Tianze, the patriarch of the Murong family, couldn't help clenching his fists, and said in a cold voice: "It seems that Jiang Fuquan and He Jiao have done a lot of preparations to take revenge on our Murong family!"

"That Mr. Wu must have brought good things to Jiang Fuquan and He Jiao!" Murong Tingting gritted her teeth and cursed, knocking a spoon on the iron pot!

"Don't worry, so what if they have such good ingredients? Jiang Fuquan's cooking skills and his unrefined tofu can't beat us!"

Ouyang Yehua comforted himself, suppressed the anger in his heart, and poured the cooked ingredients on top of the Dong'an chicken.

At this time, Laoquan and Jiaojiao, who devoted themselves wholeheartedly, also took the ingredients mixed with small beef slices out of the pot, and gently poured them on top of the mapo tofu.

After finishing the work, the two looked at each other and smiled, then nodded lightly: "It's done."

The game time, also at this time, drew a still symbol.

"The last moment is finally here!"

At this moment, two delicate and delicious dishes were emitting their unique aroma, and 1 spectators stood up one after another, watching the two delicious dishes being served in front of Grand Master Tie Yezi.

Even Murong Tianze couldn't help but get nervous!
Tie Yezi's tasting will directly lead to the outcome of the competition, and will directly affect whether the Murong Family's signature can be kept.

But Wu Fan didn't stand up, but was still smoking, as if he was an expert.

First of all, he observed the 'color' and 'aroma' of the dishes. In these two aspects, everyone scored 8 points, which was a tie.

"Now, I flip a coin to decide which dish to try first, and the second dish will be tried 15 minutes later."

This also made Wu Fan appreciate it.

When the result of tossing a coin came out, Tie Yezi had to eat Murong Tingting's bitch's 'Dong'an Chicken' first.

Wu Mei frowned slightly, and her tone became tense: "Wu Fan, I remember you said that the most important thing in the tasting stage is the contest of 'taste', because once the taste buds are occupied, it is difficult to drive away. Then, Wouldn't Brother Quan and Jiaojiao be at a disadvantage?"

"It was like this, but we are not afraid."

Wu Fan comforted softly: "Wu Mei, you have to trust the strength of Lao Quan and Jiao Jiao, 15 minutes is enough for Tie Yezi to get rid of the smell of the previous dish."

However, the Murong family didn't think so.

Because the taste of Dong'an chicken is very spicy, the reaction of the taste buds will be quite intense, and its aroma of Hunan cuisine can linger for three feet, and the body will also be stained with a strong and spicy aroma.

"This time, God really helped me!"

Murong Tingting and Ouyang Yehua laughed happily. In this dish test, they have a huge advantage. This opportunity can defeat Lao Quan and He Jiao in minutes.

"Try it, start now."

Tie Yezi lightly dipped the vegetable juice with his chopsticks first, then picked up the Dong'an chicken, and put the main dish into his mouth under the eyes of everyone.

"Ah."

The moment the chicken entered his mouth, Tie Yezi's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded repeatedly after chewing lightly.

"The great masters all nodded!"

Seeing that Tie Yezi seemed to hold a positive attitude, Murong Tingting and Ouyang Yehua were full of complacency and pride, and even Murong Tianze showed a rare smile.

Seeing this, the members of the Murong family applauded one after another, with faces full of confidence, as if they were waiting for Tie Yezi to name the champion.

Surprisingly, Lao Quan and Jiao Jiao were not too disturbed, but seemed particularly quiet.

15 minutes passed quickly.

"Next, it's the turn of this mapo tofu dish."

Tie Yezi gently waved his palm and sent the aroma to his nose: "It's really fragrant! I didn't expect its aroma to remain at this level after 15 minutes."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Lao Quan smiled slightly, and gently handed the chopsticks to Tie Yezi: "Great Master, these are the chopsticks we specially prepared for you."

"Oh?"

Looking at the ordinary bamboo chopsticks in front of him, Tie Yezi became curious: "What's so special about these chopsticks?"

Jiaojiao smiled and said: "This kind of bamboo grows in the crevices of boulders. It drinks pure dew from the sky and absorbs the unique essence of heaven and earth from the mountains. Because it is full of natural flavor, it is used to hold folk dishes , is the most appropriate."

"Well, interesting."

Taking the chopsticks, Tie Yemu stroked his beard and smiled: "To be honest, this is the first time I have seen it as an entry in such an important competition."

Jiaojiao smiled and said: "Once upon a time, there was a snack restaurant at Wanfu Bridge in Chengdu that served Mapo Tofu as its signature dish. "

"Their jobs are like today's migrant workers. When they are tired from work, they eat a bowl of white rice mixed with mapo tofu, which appetizes and fills their stomachs. Slowly, mapo tofu becomes popular in the eyes of ordinary people. an indispensable position."

Lao Quan smiled and added: "Our husband and wife have been saved by the brothers of migrant workers, so we used mapo tofu to participate in the competition to thank them for their kindness at the beginning. This also made us feel that they are standing side by side with us It's like fighting."

Tie Yezi nodded again and again: "I see! Then, let me have a taste of your mapo tofu, which is full of gratitude, how does it taste?"