Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"Is it so unpalatable? Didn't I tell you? You are not welcome here. If it tastes so unpalatable, please leave!"

Suddenly, Zhu Ling walked over again with a dark face, glaring at the two of them with great dissatisfaction.

"Even if it tastes bad, I won't leave. What's wrong? Do you still want to bully customers?"

Since you are unwilling to talk to me about the Zhu family, naturally I can only wait for someone who is willing to talk to me! "

Fang Lin stared at her with interest.

After being slightly stunned, Zhu Ling instantly understood what Fang Lin meant.

With Zhu Yan's character and the Zhu family's arrogant style of doing things, he will definitely come again.

Zhu Boyou's tragic defeat was enough to show that Fang Lin didn't care about the power of the Zhu family. Letting Zhu Yan go was definitely part of his plan. .??.

Obviously, the reinforcements brought in by Zhu Yan must have a higher status than him, and they naturally know more about the Zhu family's affairs. And what Fang Lin wants is this kind of person.

"Is barbecue so bad? It's not bad! It's not so bad!"

Unceremoniously sitting next to Fang Lin, Zhu Ling opened a box of bowls and chopsticks, picked up a piece and put it into his mouth.

"It's not bad! I can only say that it can be eaten." Fang Lin said casually.

"You're awesome. If you have the skills, do it! If your cooking is better than mine, I will become your teacher."

When diners vomit after eating, the most angry person is the chef.

With a disdainful snort, a chubby man in his forties wearing a snow-white chef's uniform came over with a displeased look on his face.

"I'm not in the mood to accept an apprentice. If you don't learn my skills, you're wasting my time. Since you think it's delicious, then it's delicious. Anyway, everyone who loves your barbecue will have to queue up."

If he didn't do well, he wouldn't let anyone tell him. Fang Lin wasn't angry at all, he said with a completely indifferent attitude.

"Hey…

...You kid is really arrogant. I think you don't know how to do anything. If you don't know how to appreciate it, get out of here. Don't act like shit here.

Besides, if you are so capable, why don’t you sign up for the Xingzhou City Kitchen King Competition? Don’t you have the guts? cut……"

Isn’t this just damaging your own brand? It's about the chef's dignity. How can a fat chef tolerate such bad breath? He immediately said in an angry voice filled with contempt.

"King of Kitchen Competition? Not interested. However, I can open your eyes to what cooking is."

The name "King of Kitchen Competition" doesn't sound new. Fang Lin has seen it in some big hotels before. But I really didn’t have any interest, so I just said it casually.

"Okay, then let's have a competition on the spot. All the diners present will serve as judges. Whoever loses must promise the other party three things. Regardless of life or death, and regardless of good or evil, boy, do you dare?"

When it comes to courage and fighting, I am not as good as you. But when it comes to cooking skills, I can beat you to the point where you are a scumbag in seconds. "

Chef Chu Sanpao held his head proudly and said with a confident attitude.

"Uh-huh, no problem!" Fang Lin casually stretched out a hand to signal him to get ready, and said with a calm smile.

what the hell is this? Too busy to panic?

He was obviously here to check on the Zhu family, but he suddenly compared his cooking skills. Even Gao Meilan, who always thought he understood Fang Lin reasonably, was confused.

But Fang Lin just smiled slightly, which answered Gao Meilan's doubts.

Fang Lin has never done anything that is not beneficial to him. The reason why he chose to accept the challenge naturally has his purpose.

In less than five minutes,

Under the arrangement of the kitchen staff, two grills and a variety of accessories have been placed in the center of the hall.

"I'm a professional chef. Isn't this young man overestimating his abilities?"

"Disgrace yourself."

"Young people are impulsive and love to compete."

There is a lot of fun to be seen, so the diners are naturally interested. However, amidst the murmurs of discussion, no one was optimistic about Fang Lin.

In everyone's eyes, this is a competition without any suspense.

Every place has its own taste, and Chusanpao's is exactly in line with the tastes of people in Seoul. The judges are all from Seoul Province, so one can imagine the advantages and disadvantages.

Of course, in addition to this reason, any fool can see that the reason why Zhu Ling's barbecue restaurant is full of guests is indeed the Zhu family's reason.

"Our barbecue restaurant always uses fresh pork imported on the same day. Boy, don't say I'm bullying you, a layman.

Today, I will use the frozen pork I just bought, and you can use fresh imported pork. This shouldn't be considered bullying you, right? "

Taking out three packs of thawed frozen pork, Chu Sanpao was full of confidence, even a little arrogant.

As we all know, the ingredients account for at least 50% of the deliciousness of a dish.

In everyone's opinion, Chu Sanpao had to use frozen pork against Fang Lin, who used fresh imported pork. His arrogance and confidence were absolutely unprecedented.

"random."

Although he knew that this guy was looking down on him, Fang Lin didn't care. He didn't even bother to argue with him. He simply smiled and accepted it.

"There's nothing to compare with this! It's clearly contempt! He actually has the nerve to

Using fresh pork, doesn’t that mean you are not confident? Make a decision! "

"That's right, a high-end chef can turn any ingredient into a beautiful and delicious meal. Only trash chefs will try to use good ingredients to cover up their lack of cooking skills."

"There is no comparison. This kid has definitely lost."

"Even if we win, it will be a victory without force. Yes, a victory without force."

"Tch, it's hard to win with force! How can he win? Just don't let us eat carbon."

A simple comparison, whether it makes sense or not, everyone has already seen the outcome of this game.

But Fang Lin still didn't care. He directly picked up a few pork chops, took out a few toothpicks, and stabbed them hard. After adding some cooking wine, salt, cumin powder, etc., he gathered some vitality in his palms and started beating quickly.

Chu Sanpao calmly stared at Fang Lin with contempt, but did not rush to take action, wanting to find out some unreasonableness and ridicule Fang Lin.

But after five minutes, Chu Sanpao still couldn't find any groove, so he slowly started to operate.

Make a hole with the same toothpick, add ginger, green onion, cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, then marinate with chicken essence, salt, light soy sauce and other seasonings to add starch to ensure tenderness.

After waiting for half an hour, the two of them put the meat on the grill at the same time. There was a sizzling sound in an instant, and the aroma gradually filled the air, making everyone salivate.

"This Fang Lin looks like a layman at first glance. He didn't add any starch, so it will be too old when baked like this. He also didn't add chicken essence and other seasonings to add flavor. It will definitely not taste good. Why don't you seem to be worried at all?"

Staring at Fang Lin's operation, Zhu Ling shook his head in disappointment, but when he saw Gao Meilan still drinking tea leisurely, he couldn't help but wonder.