C10 Cooking Competition

It sounded like Ye Yuqiu was protecting Shen Wanyu. This could not only fulfill Ye Yuqiu's image as a loving mother, it could also arouse the dissatisfaction of the people of Yao family towards Shen Wanyu.

It was her goal to make Shen Wanyu hated by the people of Yao family.

How could Shen Wanyu not understand Ye Yuqiu's sinister scheme? The funny thing was that Ye Yuqiu thought that she was very smart, but she did not see through old master Yao's thoughts.

Apart from the two elders, the other three men from the Yao family all had ugly expressions on their faces.

Lin Lina tilted her head and looked at Yao Shuoyu. She saw him pursing his lips and frowning slightly, seemingly very dissatisfied with Shen Wanyu.

She pretended to speak on Shen Wanyu's behalf, "Mr Shuoyu, my sister is like this. She is old master Shen's descendant and is much more picky about food than ordinary people."

Mrs. Yao and Yao Shuoyu were older after all, and their manners were not bad. They would not flare up on the spot.

Yao Zhibei, on the other hand, was different.

She had a bad temper to begin with. When she heard Lin Lina say that Shen Wanyu was picky, she immediately became angry, "Shen Wanyu, who do you think you are? What right do you have to say that the dishes cooked by Five-star Chef are not delicious?"

Five-star Chef - Zhu Zhiqiang was already in his thirties, and had more than a dozen disciples.

He had been in the profession for more than ten years, and no one had ever said that the dishes he cooked were not delicious. Today, he was actually belittled by a little girl to such an extent!

He said with a solemn face: "Little girl, since you said that the dishes I cook are not delicious, could it be that you can make even better dishes?"

Shen Wanyu looked up at him and said neither servile nor overbearing, "Of course."

Zhu Zhiqiang saw that she was so arrogant and did not take him seriously at all. He was a little angry in his heart. But if he argued with her, his status would drop. He gave the manager a look.

Zhu Zhiqiang was invited by the manager. Shen Wanyu's words were clearly questioning the manager's judgment.

The manager smiled and said, "Little girl, why don't you cook a dish? If the dishes you make are even better than the ones he makes, I will believe you."

Although Shen Wanyu had a keen sense of taste, old master Yao also did not believe that her cooking skills would exceed Five-star Chef.

Seeing so many people targeting her, he berated, "Wanyu is a guest today, how can you let her cook? How did you become the manager? "

But Shen Wanyu calmly said, "Grandpa Yao, let me try. I want to make a delicious dish to show my respect to you and Grandma Yao. "

Lin Lina was even happier when she saw Shen Wanyu's arrogant words. She was waiting to see Shen Wanyu lose face!

Actually, no one here believed that her culinary skills were above Five-star Chef.

After she agreed, even Yao Shuoyu, who paid attention to his image in front of outsiders, revealed a mocking expression. He mocked her for overestimating herself.

Ye Yuqiu, however, thought of the dog meat Shen Wanyu cooked at home and a bad premonition arose in her heart. But she did not think that Shen Wanyu's culinary skills would be better than Five-star Chef who had been in the industry for more than ten years.

People from the countryside always overestimate themselves!

Elder Yao saw that she was filial and could not bear to reject her. He nodded and said: "Alright, you can go and try."

Shen Wanyu smiled and said, "Then I will also cook that dish."

Elder Yao nodded and agreed with a smile.

Shen Wanyu followed the manager to the kitchen.

The kitchen of the clubhouse was the standard of a five-star hotel. The kitchen was spotless.

The manager and Zhu Zhiqiang stood at the side and watched her make a move.

They wanted to see how capable she was.

Shen Wanyu picked a piece of pork rib from a few pieces of meat. This piece of meat was slightly fatter and was suitable for cooking.

When the chef saw that her taste was so precise, he was already somewhat surprised.

Then Shen Wanyu cut the fat and thin meat into thin strips and then cut it into pomegranate sized small slices, mixing them together.

When Five-star Chef saw that her cutting skill was not inferior to his cutting skill, his eyes revealed a look of shock.

This dish was a famous dish, and it was very particular. If the pork was cut too thin or too thick, it wouldn't work. She cut it very strictly.

Her exquisite and exquisite method attracted all the chefs in the kitchen who were free to come over. Everyone surrounded her and stared fixedly at her every move.

Shen Wanyu did not pay attention to the others. After she adjusted the meat stuffing, she pinched the meat stuffing into a ball the size of a fist.

Before she added the soup, she first took a bite. The pork soup was sweet and fragrant, but the taste was lacking. Thus, she added prawns in.

She smeared oil on the casserole, placed the stir-fried vegetable heart into it, and poured the meat soup into it. After boiling, she added the meatball, and then placed crab yellow on the meatball. She covered the pot lid.

Not long after, a strange fragrance spread out in the kitchen, making people drool.

Now, everyone was no longer in the mood to work. They all looked towards the source of the fragrance. Zhu Zhiqiang was very surprised. Her cooking method was clearly the same as his, so why was the dishes she cooked so fragrant?

After more than an hour, the dish was ready.

The meatball floated in the soup. When the oil completely overflowed and melted in the soup, the lean meat bulged. The meatball was like the head of a lion. Shen Wanyu turned off the fire.

Shen Wanyu scooped up the meatball with a spoon, put it into the soup cup, and carried it to the table.

The manager and Zhu Zhiqiang quickly followed.

The waiter placed the soup cups in front of everyone one by one. Shen Wanyu smiled and said to the two elders of Yao family, "Grandpa Yao, Grandma Yao, try it."

Elder Yao could already smell the long-lost fragrance coming from the soup bowls. It was as if he had suddenly met an old friend. A glimmer of light flashed through his eyes as he impatiently opened the lid of the soup cup.