Upon hearing Ma Hua's words, Master Niu stared intently at Ma Hua.

His eyes were red and swollen, he was breathing heavily, and his chest was heaving violently.

It was as if they had suffered a great humiliation.

Master Niu paused for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "You really want to compete with me in Shandong cuisine???"

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Ma Hua was somewhat surprised. What was wrong with this fatso?

All I said was, "I won't bully him, is that better than cooking Shandong cuisine?"

What's wrong? Judging from his appearance, this person seems to be having a relapse. Good grief. Is he planning to stage an accident to extort money?

Thinking of this, Ma Hua subconsciously took a step back with his parents.

Unlike Ma Hua, Wang Defa, despite not getting along with Master Niu, had at least worked together for quite some time.

He immediately understood and whispered in Ma Hua's ear, "Ahem, Xiao Hua,"

"Fatty Niu, although his character isn't great, his Shandong cuisine is absolutely superb. Why don't you..."

Wang Defa's meaning was clear: either you switch to a different cuisine, or...

"You're not good at Sichuan cuisine, are you? Compare your Sichuan cuisine to his, you silly boy!" Wang Defa was extremely anxious.

I'm right here, you silly boy, why are you specifically looking for "Uncle"?

When Ma Hua heard Uncle Wang say that, he immediately understood that this fat Niu was quite skilled at cooking Shandong cuisine.

The fat man who was just angry saw Wang Defa's actions.

He looked at Ma Hua with a hint of arrogance: "Kid, don't say I'm bullying you, how about it, want to switch?"

Ma Hua shook his head, indicating that it wasn't necessary; there are only a few Shandong dishes anyway.

In my past life, I often worked at that shady little restaurant.

Thinking of his dark past life, Ma Hua couldn't help but smile bitterly a few times.

Ma Hua's bitter smile, in Niu Da Pangzi's eyes, was the clarion call for Ma Hua to concede defeat.

It's too late for you to admit defeat now.

"Alright, kid, if you lose later, don't tell anyone that I bullied you."

Fatty Niu glanced at Ma Hua with a hint of disdain.

Shandong cuisine, as the foremost of China's eight major cuisines, naturally includes many elaborate and skillful dishes.

I went straight for the most classic dish, Nine-Turned Intestines.

This dish is not only meticulous and complicated to prepare, but it also demands the utmost skill from the chef.

When Ma Hua saw this dish, he suddenly thought of Little Fatty's cunning scheme in his past life. Unfortunately, he was not an apprentice, and Master Niu was not the examiner.

As a chef, Ma Hua also has his own dignity.

After selecting the large intestines she would be using, Ma Hua began cleaning them.

Master Niu scoffed disdainfully at Ma Hua's actions.

If they don't even have a foolproof trick for cleaning intestines, how can their braised intestines taste good?

Moreover, who exactly is this young man? I've never seen him before.

I know all the famous Shandong cuisine chefs in Beijing, but I've never heard of anyone named Ma Hua.

MCA has no time to bother with Master Niu.

Ma Hua was intently preparing the large intestines he had just selected.

Ma Hua wanted to ensure that the pork intestines he made were not authentic.

Cleaning the large intestine is a time-consuming and laborious process.

The first step is to use clean water to remove impurities from the large intestine.

The second cleaning step involves rubbing the area with salt and vinegar.

The third cleaning step is to use clean water to remove the salt and vinegar from before.

Then comes the final cleaning step: kneading the large intestine with flour, and then rinsing it clean.

The cleaning of the large intestine is now complete; the next step is to insert the intestinal tube.

The reason why the finished product of Nine-Turned Intestines looks layered is because of this.

Insert the thinner end of the intestine into the thicker end, repeating this process three times.

Secure it with toothpicks, blanch it, and then remove it for later use.

Place the blanched large intestines into water with bay leaves, scallions, ginger, Sichuan peppercorns, cooking wine, and salt. Bring to a boil over high heat, then reduce to a simmer and cook for two to three hours.

Ma Hua and Master Niu completed the above operations almost simultaneously.

Master Niu had expected to see Ma Hua's flustered figure again after he finished.

Tsk tsk, I didn't expect this kid to actually clean up with me. Master Niu put away his contempt.

I can't afford to slip up and twist my ankle.

This person is about the same age as me, how could their skills be so high?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, the young apprentice cursed silently in his heart.

It's a pity that if curses were effective, what would be the point of laws?

While the large intestine was stewing, Chef Niu gave Ma Hua a somewhat arrogant look:

This dish can only showcase culinary skills at best; how about we compare our knife skills?

When Ma Hua heard what Fatty Niu said, he scoffed, "Fine, let's have a competition then. Since it's about knife skills..."

How about we make Wensi Tofu instead?

When Master Niu heard Ma Hua say that, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. This kid's got guts!

They even know about Wensi Tofu, but considering how difficult it is to make, Master Niu...

He couldn't help but sneer, "Kid, you really want to choose this?"

"What's wrong? Is Master Niu too scared? It's alright, if you're scared, just say so. You don't want to compete."

"We're all family here, we won't laugh at you." Ma Hua sneered a few times.

Before Master Niu could reply, the young apprentice began again: "What Wensi Tofu?"

"It's just a tofu-cutting competition, what's there to be afraid of? My master doesn't need to step in, I'm enough."

What's this "Wensi Tofu"? I've never heard of it before, but since they just mentioned it's a knife skills competition...

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