Seeing Director Yang make a fool of himself, Li Huaide laughed and said, "Old Yang, you don't understand. You have to blow on Mapo Tofu before eating it."
After Li Huaide finished speaking, he walked directly to Director Yang's side and took a spoonful of the Mapo Tofu that Ma Hua had made. He was a true gourmet, and his greatest loves in life, besides power and money, were food. Otherwise, he wouldn't have put up with Sha Zhu like this.
When Li Huaide blew on the spice and put it in his mouth, he savored it carefully and couldn't help but exclaim, "It smells delicious, and it tastes both numbing and spicy. The tofu is tender and chewy, and the minced meat is stir-fried just right, each piece crispy and crunchy. Not bad at all!"
With so many people watching, Li Huaide could only reluctantly walk up to Sha Zhu's dish, then took a spoonful. He'd eaten at Sha Zhu's place for so many years, he knew exactly what he was capable of—it was nowhere near as good.
After finishing his meal, he said casually, "Silly Zhu, you still have a lot more to do. Sigh." He sighed and then fell silent, only smiling at the gloomy-faced Factory Director Yang.
After seeing Director Yang and Li Huaide finish tasting their food, the others couldn't wait to go to the table. The aroma of the food the two had cooked had made their mouths water, and now that they could finally eat, they immediately started tasting it. After finishing, they exclaimed, "Excellent! Excellent!"
Someone from another factory even jokingly scolded Li Huaide, "Old Li, you're not being fair! Why didn't you tell me sooner that there were such delicious dishes? If you keep doing this, I can't guarantee your factory's food rations next month."
"That's right, Lao Li, you have to let me take the cook with me. I think our factory is short one. He doesn't need to do anything else, just make tofu."
Hearing everyone's complaints, Li Huaide was secretly overjoyed, while Factory Director Yang, standing to the side, had a terribly gloomy face. He hadn't expected Ma Hua to cook so well.
Silly Zhu was stunned. "Impossible, this can't be real!" Silly Zhu rushed to the dish that Ma Hua had prepared and took a spoonful. The moment Silly Zhu put the dish in his mouth, he realized that he had lost, lost completely.
Ma Hua directly asked, "Silly Zhu, are you admitting defeat?"
Sha Zhu retorted defiantly, "You got lucky this time. There's always another round. I don't believe you can beat me again." Sha Zhu comforted himself, thinking that he had been careless this time, otherwise he would have definitely won.
The second, the third, the fourth, and so on, with each one like the last. Sha Zhu slumped expressionlessly in his chair, muttering, "How could this be? How could this be? Impossible, impossible!"
In Sha Zhu's mind, his culinary skills were top-notch in Beijing; how could he possibly lose to Ma Hua, whom he always looked down upon?
Seeing Sha Zhu's expression, Li Huaide immediately laughed, "Sha Zhu, there are always people more capable than you, and there's always something beyond your understanding. You still have a lot to learn, a lot to learn, hahaha!" Although Li Huaide was speaking to Sha Zhu, everyone present was shrewd enough to know he was subtly mocking Factory Director Yang.
Factory Director Yang suppressed his anger. He wanted to turn around and leave immediately, but he couldn't. He could only say with a forced smile, "Now that the competition is over, let's go back and have a drink."
Without waiting for Li Huaide's reply, he walked straight towards the private room. Seeing this, Li Huaide went directly to Ma Hua's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Well done."
After saying that, he led the group back to the private room. Once everyone had left, only Ma Hua, Liu Lan, Fatty, and Sha Zhu remained in the kitchen.
Ma Hua directly rebuked Sha Zhu: "What's wrong, Sha Zhu? Are you planning to play dumb and deny it?"
"Who's denying it? I was careless today, otherwise how could you have beaten me? I'm not convinced, do you dare to have another match?" Sha Zhu said, sticking out his neck.
Liu Lan was almost laughing in anger. Why was this silly Zhu still acting like this? It was clearly his own cooking skills that were bad, but he was still pretending to be crazy and talking nonsense. Liu Lan directly mocked, "Silly Zhu, you don't think it's because Fatty washed the vegetables badly, do you?"
Upon hearing Liu Lan's words, the fat man silently moved to the corner. He knew all too well what kind of person Sha Zhu was, but now that things had come to this, there was no choice but to go down this dark path.
Sha Zhu seemed to have found a way to vent his anger and cursed at the fat man, "Fatty, if it weren't for that, how could I have performed so poorly? Get out of here!" He agreed with Liu Lan; it was all the fat man's fault, otherwise he wouldn't have lost.
Ma Hua bluntly interrupted Sha Zhu: "Sha Zhu, admit defeat and stop making excuses. Hurry up and stop dawdling."
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