The several ferocious beasts had finished their work by this time, and they all lay down at the door of the store to eat dinner. Today, Song Yiren made Maoxuewang, and the portion was very large, filling a whole bowl.

The four beasts ate with special relish. They had been very busy all day and were exhausted. There were too many people and there was no flow of people in the store.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for selling 5,000 meals cumulatively and obtaining the god-level dough kneading technique! ]

In an instant, many ways of kneading dough appeared in Song Yiren's mind, as if she had kneaded dough thousands of times.

Song Yiren thought of the roasted gluten that she wanted to sell at a stall in the past, and she missed the taste of it a little.

Moreover, noodles, dumplings, wontons, and buns are all cooked differently with different methods, and the ratio of water to noodles is also different.

Although the system does not have the method to make fillings now, Song Yiren thinks she can try to make a bun using the filling method used in the breakfast shop.

However, Song Yiren looked at the crowd in the store. There were too many people. How tiring it would be. She could try selling dumplings and wontons. She could also make buns. When the students were off on Saturdays and Sundays, she could go out and set up a stall.

At this time, Song Yiren was also holding a bowl of rice and sitting in the store, eating with the other customers.

Song Yiren's orders were mostly for meals but only lasted until 6:30, as that was the deadline.

If students want to have a midnight snack, they can only go to the school cafeteria.

Song Yiren was very happy when she saw everyone eating with such satisfaction on their faces. After all, the food she cooked was recognized by so many people.

Many people like to eat here at night because when it’s close to closing time, no one will rush them and they can eat slowly and savor the delicious food.

Unlike noon, there is no time at all. Sometimes, there is no place to sit and you have to bring your own stool. There is no table.

Even though the conditions are so difficult, there is still a constant stream of people coming to eat.

This meal tastes really delicious.

Chef Zhu, accompanied by Principal Bai Fan, came to Song Yiren's shop.

Chef Zhu saw Song Yiren at first sight. She was fair and clean, like a lady from a wealthy family. She was very beautiful, with snow-white skin. She was wearing a white chef's uniform. She didn't look like a chef at all, as if she was posing for a photo.

Principal Bai Fan walked up to Song Yiren and was about to say hello to her.

Chef Zhu walked up to Song Yiren and said to her, "Are you the owner of this restaurant, Song Yiren?"

Song Yiren nodded at Chef Zhu with a confused look on her face.

Her shop was closed at this time, and the look on her face didn't show that she was here to eat. Instead, she looked like she was looking for trouble.

"I'm the chef of the school cafeteria. Now no students come to the cafeteria to eat. All of them come to your place to eat."

"Are you here to cause trouble? The customers who come to my store are all voluntary. I don't use any tricks."

"I know. I came here to compete with you. I want to see if your cooking skills are really that good."

"Do you really want to compete?" Song Yiren did not refuse directly.

She also wanted to try it a little bit, and wanted to see how the dishes of the two-star chef in this world tasted! If the other party insisted on competing with her, she would agree.

"Of course we have to compete. Your specialty is hot and sour vermicelli, right? I'm going to defeat you with your specialty, hot and sour vermicelli!"

Chef Zhu said to Song Yiren with a proud look on his face.

He knew that Song Yiren's specialty was hot and sour vermicelli, and that she could make longyin vermicelli, which was a big dish.

The corner of Song Yiren's mouth twitched.

Song Yiren felt that using this dish was bullying, because the ingredients were provided by the system and were top-quality ingredients. It was really hard for anyone to beat this spicy and sour vermicelli dish.

"Are you really sure you want to compete with this? You probably don't stand a chance against this dish!"

"Yes, it's better than this!"

Chef Zhu rolled up his sleeves and spoke to Song Yiren in a decisive tone.

He was followed by the kitchen helper, who had already brought his pots and stove over. He was already prepared.

The two men looked at each other, picked up their knives and started to treat him.

He took out a piece of earth dragon meat that he had prepared in advance and started cutting it without saying a word.

A chef’s basic skill is knife skills.

Brush, brush, brush, brush——

The blade was shining coldly and was as fast as the wind.

The bright red piece of meat turned into slices of even thickness under his knife, and then he chopped it into minced meat.

Song Yiren also took out a kitchen knife and started cutting.

Song Yiren placed the onion and ginger on the chopping board, pressed the ginger slices on the board, and shook her wrist quickly.

In just a few seconds, not only is the skin of the ginger removed, but it is also cut into thin slices.

The ginger slices are so thin that under the light you can faintly see a hint of colorful light.

Chef Zhu was stunned for a moment.

This little girl's knife skills are quite something.

But knife skills are nothing, the next step is his performance time! Chef Zhu said, start heating the pan with oil.

Then he picked up the handle of the pot with one hand and evenly lubricated the pot with oil.

Then pick up the plate and gently pour the minced meat into the pot.

With a sizzling sound, the color of the minced meat in the pan darkened rapidly, and then he added the broth.

After the hot soup is boiling, add the chopped green onions.

The hot broth combined with the chopped green onions gives off a rich aroma!

Chef Zhu laughed secretly. Look at the taste of this! Not only is the aroma overflowing, but the onion is fresh and the meat smells long. Write about the taste! Just write about the taste! Can that little girl make this taste?

He turned his head complacently and looked at Song Yiren next door again.

After looking for a while, he quietly leaned his head over.

Buzz——

Chef Zhu's brain trembled instantly.

The aroma coming out of the other pot is integrated and fragrant.

The sour taste is intertwined with a hint of spicy flavor, independent of each other yet inseparable.

Chef Zhu's face was filled with horror.

But soon, he adjusted his state.

It doesn’t matter, the smell is just a embellishment!

After all, this dish is to be eaten, so the taste and texture are the most important! Five minutes later, they both turned off the fire at the same time.

Two plates of noodles with delicious color, aroma and taste were brought to the table.

For a moment, the air on the set was filled with the aroma of food.

Song Yiren and Chef Zhu stood on both sides of the table.

Chef Zhu crossed his arms over his chest, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, appearing full of confidence.

This is his specialty, and he also took out his most precious earth dragon meat, which is very expensive! Song Yiren's hot and sour vermicelli, although it smells good, is just a simple vermicelli without even a bit of minced meat.

There was no expression on Song Yiren's face and she looked very calm.

(End of this chapter)