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"Right!"

"This child is actually right about the second salt!"

Just as Ink Yan unlocked the second trick Fu Dabao added to the sauces, the onlookers at the scene cried out in alarm as if they were talking in their sleep.

"It's as if he's made by the heavens specially for a chef! "The taste is far more accurate than ordinary people!"

However, not long after the exclamation, more questions that could not be explained rushed up.

"But why did he insist on Master Fu adding white vinegar to the sauce?"

Fu Dabao's face could be said to be alternating between green and white!

"All of you!"

"Do you usually feed your brain to dogs when you work with me?"

He assumed the posture of the number one boss in the kitchen, and started to teach the chefs who doubted the addition of white vinegar.

"Although you all know that Chen vinegar is more mild than white vinegar and has a good aroma. But have you thought about it? "What did I cook today?"

"You!" Fu Dabao then pointed to the chef closest to him and sternly asked him to give the answer.

How could the opponent dare to resist?

He answered honestly, "It's whale meat."

"What are the characteristics of whale meat?"

Fu Dabao asked once again.

"The whale meat is red in color and has a texture similar to that of beef. But compared to beef, it's more tender and has a fishy taste. "

"If it was for you to deal with, what would you add to the soup?"

"Ginger, rice wine, and white vinegar …"

The chef who was called did not even dare to raise his head as he whispered the answer aloud.

"Isn't that enough?"

After Fu Dabao forced the answer out in front of everyone, he looked around and asked, "Who else isn't convinced?"

"Come out right now!"

It was obvious that at this time, Mo Yan's deduction had obtained the most fair confirmation. Knowing this, everyone chose to keep quiet.

Ink Yan then guessed, "Did I pass the first question?"

Fu Dabao nodded.

"Then," Mo Yan carefully looked around at her 'peers' with unfriendly faces, thinking that she had been careless just now, and had actually made everyone hate her so much. What should he do?

"Then is there a second question?"

Fu Dabao shook his head.

Although he was still annoyed with Ink Yan. However, the righteousness carved into his bones and blood continued to whip him to accept the truth. Even if he had really been slapped in the face by a layman.

"Nope."

Ink Yan was dumbfounded! His stupefied expression was clearly written on his face.

"Didn't you say that there were 18 types of exams? Even if it's just a taste of each question, there should be at least eighteen questions, right? " After saying that, he turned his head to look at Sixi for confirmation.

"Why is it that when he said there's none, there's none?"

Fu Dabao finally could not hold it in and burst out laughing, hahaha ~

"It seems like this layman is a layman after all. He actually doesn't even know the fact that there's only one question in all eighteen tests …"

Fu Dabao tried his best to hold back his tears. He had worked so hard to the point that he almost fainted. Unknowingly, the jealousy he had for Ink Yan previously disappeared with the laughter.

At that time, Sixi stood in the middle of the crowd and laughed as he looked at everyone. He, who knew the rules, also laughed amiably. He was overjoyed that Ink Yan was able to pass the exam in such a "heavenly way".

However, Sixi's gaze turned from Fu Dabao to Ink Yan. He could clearly see that what appeared on her face was not a smile of relief, but the corner of her mouth. After a moment of ridicule, a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Clang!

In front of everyone, Mo Yan sneered and directly threw the sauce that Fu Dabao had prepared onto the ground. The instant the porcelain bowl fell to the ground, it split into four pieces. The thick sauce juice directly left a dark red flower on the ground.

Fu Dabao's smile stopped! He instantly switched to the mode with a cold wind, looking at Ink Yan gloomily as he grinded his teeth.

"You'd better explain it to me."

"Why did you throw my special sauce!"

Before Sixi even had time to be happy for Ink Yan, her heart was already in her throat. How could a man do such a stupid thing when the boy was so clever?

Was Fu Dabao's special sauce bowl something an ordinary person could throw? It had to be known that this Fu Daheng in front of him, Lord Fu could be considered the most useless head chef in the entire Forbidden City! Today, you made him unhappy, so he can wear small shoes for you every day!

"If I could use the existing ingredients in the kitchen today to make a sauce more delicious than this one, would you agree not to pursue the matter of me throwing your bowl of soy sauce?"

After saying this, Fu Dabao's anger suddenly stopped. After the previous eighteen exams, he no longer looked at her with a shallow eye. And he couldn't say why, but Fu Daheng's subconscious was waving the flag and shouting, Don't fall for it! Don't be fooled! That guy might actually do it!

He began to look at Ink Mist with incomparable seriousness as he spoke slowly and sincerely.

"If you can really make more delicious sauces than I can. "Then, not to mention falling into my bowl, it would be fine even if you want me to give up my position as the number one chef!"

The entire kitchen was once again in an uproar after hearing this!

Rumors of the contest between the First Chef and the newcomer spread like wildfire from the kitchen to the dressing room and the salutation room.

All of a sudden, almost all the servants in the palace were attracted by this huge disparity in strength. Their thousands of heads bitterly stuck to the door frame as they stared blankly at Wen Yan.

As for Ink Yan, who was being watched by so many people, she still turned a blind eye to everything and stood up straight, and began to search the entire kitchen for ingredients.

What would he choose? How to combine them? What other tricks did he have with the things he had created?

In Fu Dabao's eyes, it was as if Ink Yan had the body of a god of food, using her extremely critical eyes to examine the ingredients that passed by step by step.

Ye Zichen pinched a mushroom and shook his head.

"No, this level of freshness doesn't seem to be enough."

He flipped open the chicken that had just been plucked and continued shaking his head.

"The boiling water was copied. The quality of the meat was too old, let alone the fact that it didn't have the ability to be refined. "Sigh, I don't think so …"

After repeated selections, she finally ignored the fresh and juicy dishes on the table and pulled out a sun-dried kelp from the pile of smelly sundries! Laughing with bent eyes, he said, "Ah! It's you! " He casually threw it into the pot of boiling water!