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The hand holding the kitchen knife was not steady at all. With every cut, the thickness of the braised meat was uneven. Some places were extremely thick, while others were so thin that they were almost transparent.

Especially when she was cutting the pig's trotter, she almost cut her finger. Her clumsy look made people around her worry for her.

There is no harm without comparison. Rather than the claim that Yun Yuan stole the secret recipe, they believe that it was Yun Yuan who made the braised pork first.

After Yun Yuan finished slicing the meat, she stood by and watched Yan Xiaoman leisurely. Yan Xiaoman was being watched by hundreds of eyes in the audience. His hand trembled, and as everyone expected, he cut his hand.

Everyone sighed and booed. With that speed and technique, they even believed the young lady who said she had never touched water. Was it really her who invented braised pork?

Be it Mu Xingzhi, Ji Huai, Ji Shen and his classmates, they all felt that there was something off about Yan Xiaoman.

The steward quickly asked the chef who was watching to take the knife from Yan Xiaoman and continue slicing the meat. Compared with Yan Xiaoman, the chef was several times faster than her and quickly cut the meat.

"Okay, the guys downstairs will give everyone a plate of braised meat that you two made yourself, as well as a pen and a piece of paper.

If you think any lady’s cooking is delicious, please write down her name on a piece of paper. Remember, this one is Madam Yun and this scholar’s ​​wife is Madam Ji. Don’t make any mistakes.

The same goes for the plates. The white porcelain one contains the braised meat made by Madam Yun, and the celadon one contains the grilled meat made by Madam Ji.

If there are readers who cannot write, you can draw a circle and a horizontal line instead. The circle represents Madam Yun and the horizontal line represents Madam Ji. Don't make a mistake. You don't need to write your own name. We will send our waiters to collect them one by one.

In case you didn’t hear clearly, I’ll say it again…”

After saying this, the steward's mouth was dry, and he coughed to clear his throat: "Now we will start distributing the meat and paper and pens. Please line up and receive them."

Everyone came forward in an orderly manner. Yun Yuan stood aside calmly. In contrast, Yan Xiaoman had already started sweating.

She screamed in her heart: It's impossible, how could Yun Yuan make braised meat and have such skilled knife skills?

Before Yun's father and Yun's mother got into trouble, everyone knew that Yun Yuan was brought up in a pampered manner.

Although they only had one daughter, they did not mind Yun Yuan being a girl at all. Instead, they gave her all the best things. Yun Yuan did not have to do any housework, so it was impossible for her to have such cooking skills.

Yan Xiaoman bit her lip: "You also came through here, right?"

Yun Yuan looked at her in surprise: "What came through?"

Yan Xiaoman: "Stop pretending, you are not Yun Yuan at all. The previous Yun Yuan was a waste, it is impossible for her to slice meat as skillfully as you."

"You mean you're not Yan Xiaoman?" Yun Yuan's voice suddenly became louder: "Okay, I was wondering why Yan Xiaoman's personality changed so drastically. It turns out that a wandering ghost has taken over his body."

Everyone heard what was said. They raised their heads and looked at Yan Xiaoman with strange eyes.

The same goes for Ji Shen. As her husband, he knows Yan Xiaoman best.

The strict father and mother in the past were extremely lazy and gluttonous, and their two children were the same, making the house a mess every day.

Yan Xiaoman knew nothing in the first sixteen years, but after he suddenly fell, his personality changed drastically.

She instigated the family to split up, then started making tofu and bean sprouts, selling novel recipes, and suddenly learned how to make braised pork. Even the chefs in the city couldn't crack the complete recipe.

Ji Shen wondered why Yan Xiaoman knew these things. There was no sign of it in the past ten years, as if he had learned it suddenly. He had never doubted it before.

Yan Xiaoman didn't expect Yun Yuan to say it out loud. It was too late for her to cover her mouth. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she couldn't help but take a step back, and then said angrily:

"You are talking nonsense. What ghosts? I don't talk about strange things. There are no ghosts in this world!"

Yun Yuan raised her eyebrows: "If you don't go outside and swear, you will be struck by lightning the last time you swore."

How could Yan Xiaoman dare to do that? She snorted coldly and said nothing. She just felt that everything was going wrong recently, and it was obviously not like this before.

Everyone looked at her with even weirder expressions.

Mu Xingzhi's eyes were deep. Perhaps he should report this abnormality to His Majesty. The country does not allow the existence of unstable factors. This can be regarded as indirectly helping Yun Yuan.

Everyone withdrew their gaze and focused on the two servings of braised meat. They picked up their chopsticks to taste the food. Some squinted their eyes and shook their heads, while others discussed in a low voice.

"I have never eaten such delicious meat."

"Brother Huang, what do you think of these two portions of braised meat?"

"Hmm... I think the ones in the white porcelain plate are better. They taste better and are neither too hard nor too soft. They are so chewy."

"Indeed, compared with the one in the white porcelain bowl, the pork belly in the celadon bowl is hard and crumbs appear when you bite it. The pig's trotter is soft and seems to be melting. It tastes greasy and there are oil droplets all over the mouth. It is really not to my taste."

"Brother Yi is absolutely right. That's exactly what I wanted to say."

Some people also said: "I used to think it tasted novel, but now it seems just so-so. Both the taste and texture are not as good as Madam Yun's."

"Maybe the braised pork was originally made by Madam Yun to taste this way, and Madam Ji got the recipe from somewhere but couldn't make it well. Do you think it's possible?"

Mu Xingzhi also put the meat into his mouth. He took a bite of the one on the white porcelain plate first, his brows relaxed. He then took another bite of the one on the celadon plate. It had a familiar taste, but it was not as delicious as the one on the white porcelain plate.

The first thing is the taste.

The dishes on the white porcelain plates are just the right amount of saltiness, as if they have been carefully blended. You can feel the unique flavor in every bite, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.

The second is taste.

The ingredients on the white porcelain plate present a perfect balance. It has a soft and tender texture while maintaining a certain chewiness. This wonderful combination makes chewing a pleasure.

The food on the celadon plate was obviously inferior. The lean meat was obviously woody, while the fat was too soft and greasy, making it difficult to arouse appetite.

The last step is knife skills and plating.

Every piece of food on the white porcelain plate is cut evenly and delicately and arranged neatly, showing the chef's superb skills.

The ones on the celadon plate look messy and have no aesthetic appeal at all.

Mu Xingzhi put down his chopsticks and wrote a big "cloud" on the white paper. His handwriting was smooth and elegant, with lines arranged in an orderly manner. Each stroke revealed a unique charm, giving people a sense of free and detached beauty.

Ji Huai had finished writing on the paper before he even had dinner. It was also the word "cloud". He looked at Mu Xingzhi's handwriting next to it, then looked at his own, and pursed his thin lips into a straight line.

The manager read the rules again, and after confirming that no one had made any mistakes, he asked the clerks to collect all the papers and then count them in public.

"The first one is a cloud." The steward showed the paper in his hand to everyone.

"The second one, clouds."

"The third one..."

Five cards in a row were cast for Yun Yuan. Yan Xiaoman's face became paler and paler, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.