Xiao Yunfei and Su Miaomiao walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk.
Then, under Xiao Yunfei's cover, Su Miaomiao went to the supermarket and took the opportunity to buy a set of seasonings that were the same as those used at home.
With these seasonings and her superb cooking skills, she is sure to win this competition.
Thinking that she would soon get four thousand taels of silver, her steps became much lighter.
After returning, Su Miaomiao immediately went into the kitchen.
The kitchen is quite spacious.
Because it was a competition, the only people left in the kitchen at this moment were Su Miaomiao and another chef who was competing with her.
The other party was a bald chef in his fifties. The first sentence he said when he saw Su Miaomiao was.
"You're the one saying my cooking isn't tasty? Who gave you the courage to compete with me?"
Then he snorted coldly.
"My name is Zhai Jun. I'm afraid you'll accuse me of bullying you if you lose, so I've kicked them all out. So, let's have a one-on-one duel. You decide what to fight. You have no chance of winning anyway. If Shopkeeper Zhang hadn't insisted on me fighting you, I really wouldn't bother wasting my time with someone like you."
Zhai Jun didn't even look at her from beginning to end, obviously not taking her seriously.
Su Miaomiao smiled indifferently.
"My name is Su Miaomiao. What a coincidence. I don't want to waste time, so let's make this quick."
She said, glancing at the ingredients, then said.
"I see a lot of people ordering pork stewed with vermicelli in the restaurant. The waiter mentioned earlier that this is your signature dish. How about we compete on this dish?"
Zhai Jun looked at Su Miaomiao as if she were a fool and asked in surprise.
"Are you sure? You know this is my family's signature dish, and you still dare to compete with me on this dish? Are you crazy? Forget you, even if the royal chef comes to compete with me on this dish, I can still win. I advise you to change the dish. I mean it well, really."
Su Miaomiao raised the corners of her mouth and said with a confident smile.
"Thank you for your kindness, I won't change."
Zhai Jun smiled helplessly and said with a sneer.
"If you insist on seeking your own death, I can't do anything about it. Okay, shall we begin?"
"good."
After the two people discussed it, the competition officially began.
Su Miaomiao quickly tied on her apron with skillful and confident movements.
She first carefully selected a piece of pork with fat and lean meat, a fresh cabbage, and grabbed a handful of vermicelli.
They had already soaked the vermicelli, so she just took it and used it directly.
Su Miaomiao skillfully cut the pork into even small pieces, with each cut having a sense of rhythm.
The pork chunks are blanched to remove the fishy smell, while Su Miaomiao washes the cabbage and cuts it into shreds.
Heat oil in a pan, stir-fry onions, ginger and garlic in the pan, releasing an enticing aroma.
The pork chunks stir-fried in the pan until they change color look like they are wearing a golden coat.
Then, she added soy sauce, cooking wine, sugar and other seasonings in turn and stir-fried them evenly.
Finally, she added appropriate amount of water and put in vermicelli and shredded cabbage.
Cover the pot and you’re done!
Su Miaomiao had just finished her work and wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, when she turned around and found Zhai Jun staring at her.
It seems that Zhai Jun covered the pot before her and did it faster than her.
Zhai Jun saw her looking at him and spoke.
"You're pretty fast, almost catching up with me, and you're pretty skilled at it. I can tell you really know how to cook."
Zhai Jun's attitude towards Su Miaomiao improved a little, but not much.
At this point, he changed the subject.
"But none of this matters. The main issue is taste. With the same ingredients, some people can make something delicious, while others can make something taste like pig food. If anyone could make the food taste like a restaurant chef, all of us chefs in the kitchen would have nothing to do, right?"
Zhai Jun's words were full of sarcasm, implying that the dishes cooked by Su Miaomiao were pig food.
Su Miaomiao was not angry and spoke in a calm tone.
"It's true that some people don't have a natural talent for cooking. It's true that some people cook delicious dishes with the same ingredients, while others don't.
Su Miaomiao's attitude was so normal that it made Zhai Jun feel a little embarrassed.
He tried to argue several times but failed, and couldn't help asking the question he was most curious about.
"You knew you would lose, so why did you compete with me?"
"Because I don't think I can lose."
Zhai Jun was choked and said while gritting his teeth.
"Okay, you won't cry until you see the coffin, right? Got it, just wait and see."
After saying this, Zhai Jun turned around and refused to communicate.
At the same time, Xiao Yunfei was looking for judges for the cooking competition with the waiter at the restaurant entrance.
To ensure fairness, Xiao Yunfei and the waiter each picked five people at random from the street to serve as judges.
The restaurant was well-known, and when passersby heard that they could eat for free, they thought it was a godsend and no one refused.
In less than three minutes, the ten-person jury was assembled.
Shopkeeper Zhang specially cleared out the big table in the middle of the store for the judges to sit. While waiting for the dishes, Shopkeeper Zhang told the judges what they would do in a while.
Everything is ready, except for the food being served.
Shopkeeper Zhang was ready to slap Su Miaomiao in the face.
The customers in the restaurant did not leave after their meal, they all stayed to watch the fun.
Although everyone thought Su Miaomiao would definitely lose, they all wanted to see the result before leaving. After all, the stakes in this bet were a full four thousand taels of silver, which was considered a lot by wealthy people like them.
Under the anticipation of hundreds of people, the pork stewed with vermicelli was served.
To ensure fairness, the chef's name was placed on the bottom of the two dishes to ensure that no one knew which chef made the dish until the dishes were turned over at the end to reveal the chef's name.
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