Chapter 464 The Cook Competition?
at the same time.
Cuiyun Residence.
After racking their brains, the three finally managed to coax Wu Qiqi out.
Besides the imperial palace, Cuiyunju restaurant in Chang'an has the best food.
"Qiqi, what do you think of the taste?"
Choi Shin-ki asked cautiously.
"No, it's not as good as mine."
Huh?
The three of them stared wide-eyed.
Do you not have a sense of taste?
Anyone with a sense of taste would think this is delicious.
"What? Don't you guys think so?"
Wu Qiqi picked up a dish with her chopsticks: "Look at this cabbage (the ancestor of Chinese cabbage)."
"They only sprinkled salt on it. If it were me..."
"I'll rub a little honey on the root of the vegetable and then add some salt to the leaves, so you can taste two flavors at once."
Swish.
The faces of the men were deathly pale.
They said the pancake they ate had two flavors.
When you mix two completely opposite seasonings together, how can the taste not be strange?
"Qiqi, didn't you ever think that honey would be mixed with salt?" Choi Shin-ki asked tentatively.
"Just be careful, isn't that enough?" Wu Qiqi said casually.
"..."
It's confirmed: Wu Qiqi's cooking is just a mess.
It's entirely up to your own preferences.
"And look at this egg drop soup."
Wu Qiqi picked up a spoon and scooped some out: "I only sprinkled a little salt and some chopped green onions..."
Don't you find it monotonous?
"If it were me, I would definitely add more side dishes to eggs, such a delicious food."
“For Uncle Wei, I would choose to add some celery, which he likes, and goji berries, which are good for his health.”
Several people felt a chill run down their spines.
I silently mourned for Wei Zheng in my heart.
Is having such a daughter-in-law a blessing or a curse...?
"What about the big pot?" Choi Shin-ki asked.
"Wei Shuyu..."
Wu Qiqi pondered for a moment: "He's in good health, but he has a bad temper, so we need to add some cooling medicine."
"I would choose to add pear and celery..."
This is egg drop soup.
You think this is a hodgepodge...?
"And there's more..."
Wu Qiqi suddenly asked, "Have you ever eaten shit?"
puff.
The three goods simultaneously sprayed grain from the mouth.
Then they looked at each other.
Did Qiqi eat feces?
“I’ve eaten the remains,” Choi Shin-ki replied immediately.
"Bullshit, you just ate it!" Fang Yi'ai cursed.
"Why are you so excited if you've never eaten it before?"
"If I insulted you by saying you've eaten shit, wouldn't you get agitated?"
I'm not excited.
*Smack*
Choi Shin-ki raised his hand and smacked someone on the head: "I'll just take action!"
"Son of a bitch!"
The two started fighting again.
After a series of loud noises, they made up again and listened to Wu Qiqi speak while resting their heads on the table.
"I'll tell you a secret..."
Wu Qiqi whispered, "I found in an ancient book that bananas with jujubes taste like shit!"
"..."
The three seemed to have discovered a new continent.
Choi Shin-ki's eyes flickered repeatedly.
You can't hit those old-fashioned people, and you can't scold them either.
The best way, of course, is to feed them poop!
But... I can't actually feed him.
This recipe is absolutely brilliant!
"Number One, Number One!"
Choi Shin-ki slammed his fist on the table and shouted.
"Young master, I'm here." A servant immediately stepped forward.
"Go and buy some bananas and jujubes quickly."
"Young master, we can't buy bananas."
The lackey said helplessly, "Bananas can't survive in the cold regions now."
"..."
Choi Shin-ki glared at him: "You're talking nonsense! I saw Dad eating it yesterday."
"It was a gift from officials in the south."
"Then why don't you hurry up and get it!"
“That belongs to the master.”
"Isn't my dad's child mine too?"
"..."
That makes perfect sense.
The lackey number one quickly left.
The kitchen.
A burly man with a rag draped over his shoulder was diligently cooking a dish.
He kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, busy and enjoying himself.
"Big Head, someone said your cooking isn't good."
What?
Big Head was furious.
As the most prestigious restaurant in Chang'an, the treatment is naturally impeccable...
However, if a customer complains that the food is not good, the consequences can range from a deduction in pay to being fired.
"Let's go, I'll see who says my cooking isn't good!"
Big Head stormed out of the kitchen.
hall.
Sanhuo was discussing food with Wu Qiqi.
Bang.
A spoon slammed onto the table.
"So you guys are saying my cooking isn't good?"
With a large head and a face full of fat, his fierce appearance could scare a child to tears.
Um?
Choi Shin-ki raised his head.
It's already an act of great mercy for Lao Tzu not to bully people.
How dare anyone bully me?
He immediately stood on the table, pointed at the big man's nose, and scolded, "So what if I say your cooking is bad?"
"Apologize!" Big Head said fiercely.
"Follow your damn ways."
Choi Shin-ki shouted, "Little Seon-do, hit him!"
counter.
The shopkeeper was fiddling with the abacus, recording the revenue.
He glanced over casually upon hearing the noise.
I was so scared I almost jumped out of my skin.
For Cuiyunju...
It's better to offend the current prime minister than to offend Choi Sin-ki!
Because this guy dared to push a manure cart and smash up the house of Xuanling!
A manure cart!
If Cuiyunju had been splashed with excrement, who would dare to eat here?
"Please don't be offended, Young Master Shenji."
The innkeeper quickly stepped forward with a smile: "This cook is newly hired and doesn't recognize you. Please forgive him."
"snort."
Choi Shin-ki turned his head away.
We're not buying it.
This isn't over until there's some benefit to be gained!
"What are you standing there for? Apologize to Young Master Cui right now!"
The shopkeeper slapped Big Head on the head.
"No!"
Who would have thought that Da Tou was such a hothead: "They said my cooking is bad, and if they can't give me a reason why, they have to apologize!"
"..."
What was I so blind to have picked up such a fool like you?
"If you refuse to admit your mistake, pack your bags and get out of here right now!"
Big Head was stunned.
His expression changed several times.
How should one choose between dignity and work?
"Now you know how powerful Godbase is, right?"
Choi Shin-ki raised his head: "As long as you apologize properly, I might be able to forgive you..."
"etc."
Just then, Fang Yi'ai pulled Cui Shenji from the table to a corner.
What are you doing?
Choi Shin-ki glared at him: "Can't you see I'm busy with important matters?"
"Have you forgotten the purpose of our visit to Cuiyun Residence?" Fang Yi'ai said in a low voice.
"That's right."
Choi Shin-ki slapped his forehead.
I almost forgot about the important matter.
“I think this big guy’s cooking tastes pretty good, so let him have a competition with Qiqi,” Fang Yi’ai started to suggest.
"Isn't this a bad idea?"
Choi Shin-ki frowned, then launched into a powerful analysis...
What if Qiqi loses?
"She was unhappy because she lost."
"If she's unhappy, then Da Guo is unhappy."
"If the big pot is unhappy, I'll beat you up."
"..."
That makes perfect sense.
"We can find more people to compete against!"
Fang Yi'ai continued, "In that case, it would be understandable if Qi Qi lost."
"What do you mean?" Choi Shin-ki blinked.
Let's hold a cooking competition!
Oh ho?
That's a good idea.
I love big events!
The two of them chattered away for a while before discussing it.
Qin Shandao placed his hand beside him, eavesdropping on their conversation like a spy.
Then he ran to Wu Qiqi's side...
"Sister Qiqi, they want you to have a match with this big guy."
"Sister Qiqi, they're afraid you'll lose to this big guy."
"Sister Qiqi, they are planning to hold a cooking competition."
"Sister Qiqi..."
Qin Shandao relayed messages back and forth.
Everyone was stunned.
"Cough cough..."
Choi Shin-ki jumped onto the table again: "It's not that I can't forgive you, Shin-ki the boss."
"But proving that your cooking is delicious is not up to me."
Choi Shin-ki rambled on and on...
"Are you planning a food competition?" Big Head suddenly asked.
How did you know?
Choi Shin-ki and Fang Yi-ai stared wide-eyed.
"Everyone present knows..."
Um?
The two goods looked around.
The diners who noticed the look nodded in agreement.
What's going on?
How did you know about our conversation?
Meanwhile, Qin Shandao, the instigator, was standing next to Wu Qiqi, happily licking the candy.
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