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Zhang Le had already expected that he would say this, "If I were to say it out loud, I will publish it in the newspaper saying that I, Zhang Le, am ashamed of my own inferiority, and will solemnly apologize to you guys and compensate you with one million," Zhang Le said.

"Alright, that's my decision. I want to see just how capable you are."

The surrounding customers gradually dispersed after eating the delicious Egg Fried Rice.

However, the real show had only just begun. Unfortunately, they wouldn't be able to see it.

The two of them arrived at Back Chef. When the other chefs saw that their boss had come to the Back Chef, they were all stunned. After all, their boss never showed his hand,

They also knew that their boss was skilled in cooking, and few could compare to him.

But what surprised them even more was that the young man in his early twenties next to the boss was competing in cooking skills with their boss.

He was very curious about who he was and where he got so much courage.

But they only thought about it. Zhang Le and the others did not know about any of this.

"How do we compete?" the landlord asked.

"It's simple. We will cook one dish each, and then, the chefs of your Back Chef will decide for themselves." Zhang Le replied in disdain.

The foreign owner felt it was really funny when he heard Zhang Le's answer. "The chefs here are all invited by me, do you believe that we would stand on your side?"

"I believe that a true chef will not disappoint the judgement of the delicacies," Zhang Le said in all seriousness.

Hearing Zhang Le's words, the foreign boss started to feel that this young man was indeed not simple.

The duo's duel was about to begin.

Zhang Le was extremely confident in his heart, but that was just it. He was actually quite suspicious of himself.

After all, he didn't even know what dishes he was going to cook.

Previously, he only promised Zhou Meinuo that he would help him because he was hot-blooded. But in truth, he did not have any plans to ask Zhang Le.

But there was no way out now. He could only bite the bullet and charge forward.

He didn't know how capable he was either. No matter how he thought about it, he didn't know what to do.

Zhang Le's mind was currently thinking back to what he had eaten before. He wished that he could choose one of the things he had eaten before and make it.

But unfortunately, Zhang Le felt that all the years he had spent here were wasted. He had not eaten anything good at all.

He couldn't even think of anything that he could pull off.

If he had known earlier, he would have read a few recipes and looked for inspiration. At the very least, he would have known what to cook.

Zhang Le raised his head and saw that Stefan had already started to fight with everything he had. Even if he grew older, he could not help but sigh in his heart, a famous chef, even his imposing manner was superior to a famous chef.

However, I am not someone who will be easily bullied.

"His brain turned." "I got it, I'll do it!"

On the other hand, Stefan's helpers were extremely busy, they ran all over, and with this, it would definitely be a huge production.

However, Zhang Le looked like he had a normal heart now, as his entire being seemed to have ascended to greater heights.

The others did not know, but only Zhang Le knew clearly that Zhang Le's actions were extremely ordinary. In fact, he had even used the extreme culinary arts passed down to him by the God of Food.

Zhang Le took out several tens of cabbages, and peeled off all the leaves on the outside, leaving only the small heart in the center, which was around the size of a thumb.

He then used it to lightly draw lines in the middle of each cabbage.

Another piece the size of a palm was cut off from a large piece of streaky pork. Chop it into foam with a knife.

Build a fire to put the piece of meat into the pot and then start a fire to refuel. When the meat began to taste like it was cooked in water, he put all the dishes into the pot and boiled the meat.

Before long, Zhang Le was alive. He placed a pot of soup in front of the chefs.

"That's it?" a chef asked.

"Is there nothing else?" Another chef said.

It was as if the chefs did not believe that Zhang Le had only made the pot of soup, and had only used it to compete with Stefan's dishes.

"Yes, this is the pot of soup."

"Don't tell me one person has to prepare a few dishes?" Zhang Le continued.

"That's not necessary, one person making one dish is enough." A chef replied.

However, those people did not seem to be willing to believe it. They searched everywhere, but they truly did not find anything wrong with Zhang Le's cooking, and could only unwillingly accept this reality.

This young man was going to use a pot of soup to compete with Chef Stefan.

Everyone was still immersed in disbelief. Stefan had also finished cooking his food.

When Stefan's dishes were finished, it immediately caused everyone to cry out in alarm. They saw a colorful swimming dragon entwined with a colorful phoenix. That dragon looked as if it was actually shuttling between the clouds, and that phoenix was also dancing in the air.

Stefan said: "This dish is called the Wandering Dragon and the Phoenix of the Phoenix. Everyone can try it now."

After Stefan finished speaking, a few chefs surrounded him, eager to have a taste of his culinary skills. Everyone had long heard that Stefan's culinary skills were superb, but they had never had the chance to experience it. It was extremely rare to get such a chance today, so of course they would not give up.

Stefan walked in front of Zhang Le and said: "Sir, please, have a taste of my Wandering Dragon and Phoenix Art."

Zhang Le did not respond, he only walked over to the chefs silently. Upon seeing him walk over, the crowd immediately let him have a taste.

It had to be said that Stefan's acting as a dragon and phoenix was pretty good.

Zhang Le tasted it and the taste was indeed top-notch. After all the chefs tasted it, they nodded in agreement.

"Mister, you should be convinced this time. You have nothing else to say, right?" A chef said as he ate.

Another person also said, "It's not shameful to lose to us, Stefan, the chef."

Hearing everyone's words, Zhang Le waved his hand and said, "Actually, making me admit defeat is not a big deal, but it doesn't make sense for me to admit defeat without everyone even trying to taste my food."

"Even if I lose, I shouldn't sincerely accept it, right?" Zhang Le looked at the crowd and continued.

When Zhang Le said this, he purposely raised his voice. This group of people wanted him to lose, but he did not want to show it too clearly.

Saying that ? Zhang Le waved his hand, gesturing for everyone to come over.

In truth, no one wanted to taste the soup, but there was no other way around it. After all, what Zhang Le said earlier made a lot of sense, even if they lost, they could at least taste it before deciding.

Everyone each took a spoon of soup, and unwillingly scooped out a spoonful of soup from Zhang Le's pot of soup and drank it.

"Huh?"

"Tsk tsk, this taste."

After everyone drank a mouthful of soup, there was a sound of amazement. Seeing the several chefs like this, Stefan curiously took a bite.

"This smell." "I've never tasted this kind of soup before. It's a cabbage soup, but there's one that's not a cabbage soup anymore."

Stefan stared blankly at her for a while and said, "I lost."

The few chefs felt that it was strange when they heard Stefan's words. Although the soup was good, it was not better than Chef Stefan's acting like a dragon and phoenix.

She quickly surrounded him and asked, "Boss, what's going on? He isn't any better than you?"

"That's right, that's right." Another person chimed in.

Zhang Le stood at the side and did not say a word, quietly watching the group of people make a joke. He was completely unaware that all of this was caused by a pot of his cabbage soup.

"If I lose, then I lose. I know very well that you don't have to argue for me anymore."

Stefan walked out from the crowd and said to Zhang Le: "This time I lost."

However, the other chefs still didn't understand why the boss would so easily admit defeat in front of this young man. Hai kept asking.

Stefan said: "Do any of you feel that this White Vegetable Soup is different from any of you who have tasted it before, does it taste a lot better? But do you know why it is better than any of you who have tasted it before?"

Although everyone noticed the delicious taste, they did not know the reason behind it.

Stefan continued to speak: Usually the soup that we drink before is made from pork, but it is not, it is made from a lot of minced meat, and because the minced meat is too small, you all do not realise it, it requires a very strong knife technique, and also must master the correct amount of heat, which is why I said I lost.

Stefan said. Being discussed by the side, the chefs all shut their mouths, causing Zhang Le to be very satisfied with what they had said.

He truly felt that this chef called Stefan was generous, at least he was able to take it up, put it aside, even if he lost, he would look good.

Zhang Le said: "Boss, you don't have to be too modest. Today, I will win with just a little bit of skill, is that dish of yours truly that amazing?" Zhang Le looked at Stefan's boss with a smile.

Zhang Le was not acting all good when he got lucky, he was only speaking the truth, after all, he was still in someone else's territory. After all these years, Zhang Le had learned nothing but this, he had to keep a low profile.

Although Stefan was still a little indignant, he admitted defeat.

Stefan said unwillingly: "Sir, I wonder what your name is?"

Zhang Le walked forward and patted Stefan's shoulders, saying, "You don't have to be bitter about it, your culinary skills are still excellent, it's just that I have outperformed myself today, which is why I have won against you.

Stefan laughed bitterly: "Mr. Zhang Le, you don't have to be so modest. I know that before you have performed well today, you have already surpassed me. If I really let you outperform me, I'm afraid I would lose even more miserably. "

I said that if I lose, the restaurant will be left to your friends, please go back and tell your friends.

Hearing Stefan's words, Zhang Le felt that he was indeed a person who believed his words. He couldn't help but sigh, thinking that their foreign friends had indeed done the best job of being honest compared to us.

Therefore, he replied, "Mr. Skiffin, you don't have to be upset. I believe in a few years, your culinary skills will definitely improve greatly. By then, I might not be able to compete with you."

Zhang Le had already achieved his goal, so the reason he had said these words now was obviously to help others, so that Stefan would have a way out.

How could Shi Difen not know that he was making her feel better?

"From now on, we are good friends." He had an expression that said he was thinking for your sake.

After hearing what Zhang Le said, Stefan's frown suddenly relaxed.