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"How is it?"

"Have you decided yet?"

After Fu Dabao bluntly stated that he was looking down on the Diaoyan Ink Yan, he stared at her for a few more seconds. He paid particular attention to the other party's reaction after hearing about the 18 exams.

When he realized that Ink Yan did not even know the 18 tastes of the chefs. On the other side was the country bumpkin's recognition of light speed, which all the chefs present agreed with.

"Hehe, you don't even know the 18 tests? "Tell me, how did he come back to life over the past ten years?"

"I don't even know the 18 flavors, what ability do I have to blame others for their problems?"

"Stop talking, this is probably another mute. "I'm afraid I've never seen anything in my life …"

Facing a bunch of malicious guesses, Mo Yan was not angry.

Fu Dabao was unwilling to admit to the competition that took place outside of the imperial city.

"I will!"

At this moment, for the first time, Fu Dabao was stunned. He kept having the feeling that the young man whom he judged to be a bumpkin was not as easy to bully as he had thought.

However, this thought only flashed through his mind for a moment. He quickly cheered himself up again. "Since you've agreed, what are you waiting for?" "He turned his head, looked at the joy on his face, and proudly spoke again." "Fourth Young Master Xi, please be a witness!"

At that time, Being called out, Sixi didn't say anything, he could only turn around and look at Ink Yan with an ugly expression. No one was more clear than him on what would happen if he lost the match.

"49?"

As such, Sixi looked at Ink Yan with a troubled expression, wanting her to give in. Admitting defeat was a very embarrassing thing to do right now, but in the end, it was all for Fu Dabao's sake. He waited until Wang Dafu saw His Majesty again without a hitch.

However, Ink Yan shook her head gratefully at Sixi and asked firmly, "May I ask what the first 18 questions are?"

This is truly courting death!

At that time, Fu Dabao nearly laughed out loud at the actions of Ink Yan! He pointed at the small bowl by the side of the pot and casually said.

"Because you are an amateur. So I won't make things difficult for you. Just take this small bowl of my seasoning and taste it. Tell me what kind of seasoning is in it. "The more accurate the words, the better."

Immediately, the surroundings were filled with gasps! But that was just a gasp, no other discussion. In the entire room, the air was so still that it seemed like it could no longer move.

To this, Ink Yan raised her eyebrows doubtfully, was it that simple to say it?

Fu Dabao coldly snorted and nodded his head. That's right! He crossed his arms across his chest, waiting to see Mo Yan make a fool out of herself.

Who knew that from beginning to end, Ink Yan had maintained her calm. She calmly picked up the small bowl, dipped her finger in the soy sauce and put it into her mouth, then closed her eyes.

"Green salt, pepper, orange peel, sugar, fragrant leaves, large ingredients, sesame seeds, leek …"

"Aiya, damn!" This guy can really guess! "

"That's right, that's right. I said ten of them in a row. I didn't think he could say so much. Perhaps, he was really lucky? That's the reason why I'm so sensitive to certain spices? "

"..."

Almost unexpectedly, she said ten nouns in a row without the slightest pause. Just by looking at his performance, Fu Dabao's opinion began to change. His posture of holding onto his chest gradually turned into one that dragged his chin as he watched.

He had to admit. Although the young man in front of him was an outsider, he had a good tongue. He was able to easily extract ten recipes from the sauces he concocted. With this level of aptitude, he would be able to open a small restaurant in the bustling area of the capital to support himself.

However, the ingredients for Ink Mist did not stop. She quickly added something else.

"White vinegar …"

At this moment, the surrounding chefs suddenly shouted, and angrily began to accuse Mo Yan of being a swindler!

"All the seasonings of the Forbidden City are made by us! Especially vinegar! We specially collected May's plum, and washed it clean and buried it in the ground for ten years before we took it out again! It was brown when it came out! How is this what you call white vinegar? "

Hearing this, Ink Yan stopped guessing. But she did not open her eyes. She held the bowl and smelled it again, and then she spoke again.

"White vinegar!"

With the Ink Yan as the center, a radius of two meters was instantly filled with gossip. His tone was mostly one of schadenfreude.

"I've already told him that there's no such thing as' white vinegar 'in our Imperial City. How is this child's brain still lacking or lacking? Doesn't he know how to turn the corner?"

"Don't talk about it anymore, he might just be a person who is looking for fame." The smell of white vinegar was clearly more irritating and unpleasant than Chen vinegar. The people of the Imperial Palace were all pampered people, so how could they tolerate the smell of excitement? If you don't even understand this much, then I'm afraid you won't be able to understand his ingredient watch, right? "

"..."

However, while everyone was busy denouncing Ink Yan, Fu Dabao actually looked straight at Ink Yan without saying a word.

"Are you sure?"

At this moment, Shi Yan still had her eyes closed, and she nodded with determination.

"That's right!"

"I'm sure it's white vinegar!"

Everyone silently began to look at Fu Dajian.

Normally, if Fu Daheng found out that a chef dared to say the wrong seasoning in front of him, he would definitely be stubborn. Then this person would definitely be scolded by him and then kicked out of the Forbidden City without mercy!

It was just that everyone did not understand. Why did Fu Dabao only ask 'Are you sure' and then stop?

Ink Yan was still holding the bowl and analyzing the ingredients list, and the ingredients were also rushing towards the direction of detail.

"The oil squeezed out by the S Chuan Ma pepper, combined with the Zhaozhou Plateau's Zhaojiao pepper powder, is cooked over a small fire for 10 minutes …"

In the blink of an eye, all the chefs who had been talking about her earlier were silenced! Her eyes were staring at her.

It was because after she finished saying the formula, she suddenly frowned, "Hmm?" "There seems to be a second salt in it."

What? There's a second kind of salt?

Everyone was shocked!

Those who knew of Fu Dabao's habits finally began to feel that something was wrong!

"This child?"

Fu Dabao silently raised his hand, hinting to everyone present to shut up.

Then, in less than two seconds, as if to confirm the type of salt, Ink Yan dipped her finger in the sauce once more, savored it carefully, and finally confirmed it.

"Well salt. And it was well salt from Nightingale. It was sweet with the natural algae. It's good to use it in place of MSG to raise fresh food. "