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Ouch!

Suddenly, Ink Yan became excited and looked towards the source of the sound.

The pure blue cotton curtain was lifted again. A little old man walked out from inside. 55 years old, dried body of a monkey. But there was a big head that looked extremely out of place.

Although his face didn't have much of a face, it still looked pretty good. Her skin was rosy and shiny. Long white eyebrows hung amiably at the end, setting off the steady, reserved eyes of the tortoise.

Who was this person? Why does it give me a familiar feeling?

Ink Yan studied the little old man seriously, trying her best to explain this sudden sense of familiarity.

The old man walked directly to the side of Ink Yan and slammed the kitchen knife on the table with a "pa ji" sound, asking angrily.

"Brat, didn't you just say that the thing you made is the most horrible thing in the world?"

Ink Yan nodded. Maintain the testimony.

When the old man saw this, he gasped and stomped his foot. But his reaction was not bad. He immediately grabbed the table and asked.

"Then why is it so bad?"

"Are you sure you can explain it to me?"

Ink Yan said no and stood up, pulling Zhao Xiaoyun along as she prepared to leave.

This time, the old man was finally angry! Swearing with his beard erect, he cursed.

"Aren't you making a ruckus?"

"Eating someone else's thing so casually and then not being able to say anything about it. You still want to run away? "

"Do you believe that I'll go and sue my brother-in-law right now and tell him that you guys came to my new restaurant to eat an overbearing meal and then leave you in a sorry state?"

Zhao Xiaoyun nearly gaped in shock when he heard this. He blurted out the words, "Who is your brother-in-law? If you don't go, then why are you suing your brother-in-law?"

The next words that came out of her mouth almost made everyone choke to death.

"Go and report it!"

"Even if you come before His Majesty today, I'll still say one thing!" It tasted bad! The number one in the world is hard to eat! "

"And I can tell you. Even though I have never been the disciple of the God of Food, I can cook a dish as I please, which is a hundred times better than yours! "

The old man thought that he had lived for a long time, and he had seen what kind of people he had never seen before. However, he had never seen such a reckless young man before! He even said that he could cook, and that it was a hundred times better than his own!

Wasn't this a huge ruckus?

"F * ck you!"

The little old man directly kicked over the stool, assumed the posture of a mountain sculptor, and pointed at Ink Yan's nose with one finger while cursing.

"My name is Wang Dafu, and I'm nicknamed Buddha Leaping the Wall!" Which restaurant in the capital are you from? Did my building offend you in any way? "

Ink Yan carried Zhao Xiaoyun to the center and pointed at the uniform he was wearing.

"I'm just a clerk at the yamen. "The brother beside can testify for me."

Wang Dafu still had a look of disbelief on his face.

The yamen's job was not the chef's department. What makes you think you can make something a hundred times better than me?

Ink Yan took out a silver ingot from Zhao Xiaoyun's body and placed it on the table.

"Give me a pot and prepare a fireman and ingredients." After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, I'll give you the answer. "

Wang Dafu happily cheered!

"Since you want to use the dishes to prove yourself. And that's also my fault for being so outrageous! "

"You can use any food in my kitchen to cook today, but the one to evaluate whether or not the food is good can't be you or me! I will call someone to find ten random passers-by and ask them to evaluate whether your new dish is delicious or my big plate of chicken is delicious! "

Without further ado, Ink Yan opened the curtain and went in. He planned to see what was good about the pavilion first.

"Waiter, time for me!"

Wang Dafu also quickly followed. He brought the shop assistant to look for the mysterious guest in the legend.

When Zhao Xiaoyun saw the start of the match, he did not know if his brother-in-law was confident or not. He lifted the curtain and followed behind her.

However, upon seeing this scene, he was stunned.

In just two minutes, Ink Yan had found her ingredients, a few papaya and some palm-sized scallops.

He turned around and threw all the scallops into the pot. He took the spatula out and cooked them one by one, then picked up a kitchen knife and pried the shells open one by one. He quickly tore off the scallops' skirt and the black and red stomach bags, leaving only the cylindrical white ones in the middle and tossed them into the bowl one by one.

At the same time, Ink Yan didn't let the others have any leisure time. While she was prying open the shell, she also let one of the aunts nearby help her by cutting off all the skin on the papaya and placing it in a bowl.

Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoyun was stunned. Thunder rumbled in his mind as he kept thinking, "Can this papaya and scallop be used to make new dishes?"

At this time, the preparatory work for Ink Yan had finished, and he got up early again in the kitchen, using oil for cooking. However, the world seemed to maintain its ancient customs. The most commonly used oil in the kitchen was still the white, frozen lard of the pig.

Without a second thought, she scooped up a spoonful of the oil and put it in the pot. The pure white lard quickly turned transparent under the high temperature and melted into a liquid that emitted green smoke.

Zhao Xiaoyun had a bad idea. If her brother-in-law heated up the lard and cut the papaya, wouldn't he be preparing?

WC!

Ink Yan decisively poured the papaya inside. He quickly used the spoon to fry the papaya for less than half a minute. He fished out all of the papaya and placed them on a plate. Then, he picked up the brush and ruthlessly used all the oil he had just used out of the pot! After that, he still didn't feel reassured, so he used hot water to heat it again.

At this time, the surface of the fried papaya had already been coated with a layer of oil. It was placed on a plate, and its appearance did not seem to be outstanding. However, the fruit fragrance that was mixed with the aroma of lard somehow had a little difference.

Is this all? Zhao Xiaoyun looked at the scalloped shell on the side and wondered what kind of place her brother-in-law was going to use it in next.

At this time, Ink Mist began to boil the oil again into the wok, mixing the salt, sesame oil and chicken essence, boiling the sauce over the fire, rolling it over and over in the scallop bowl, and finally! Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he actually poured the scalded scallop on the papaya juice! Stir twice with chopsticks!

This action naturally caused the surrounding onlookers to exclaim in surprise! Zhao Xiaoyun listened attentively. Among all the gossip, half of it was about how new this dish was! Fruit can also be made with seafood! And it smells really good!

The other half swore that they would never taste the dish first even if they were beaten to death. After all, the first person to eat a crab was not that easy!

By this time, a dish had already begun to take shape.

Mo Shuiyan held her head high and puffed out her chest as she carried the dish out. She placed it in front of Wang Dafu and faced the dozens of judges as she asked in an abnormally confident manner, "Which will go first?"