Wang Xiuzhu snorted, "You're quite arrogant. Do you dare to compete with me?"

Shen Mingzhu was delighted when she heard this. The last person who competed with her in craftsmanship, Shen Baolan, almost lost all her pants.

"Let's compete, why should I be afraid of you?" She deliberately acted as if she was irritated.

Wang Xiuzhu really took the bait, "Then let's compete in making this salt-baked shrimp. Whoever makes it tastes better will be the winner. If I lose, I will no longer bother Pei Yang, but if you lose, you must divorce Pei Yang."

"Wang Xiuzhu, are you here to make fun of me? Pei Yang is my husband. You are being immoral and shameless by pestering him. Why should I accept such an unfair bet?"

Wang Xiuzhu's face turned red with anger at the words "immoral and shameless".

"So what do you want?"

Shen Mingzhu's eyes fell on Wang Xiuzhu's wrist. "If you lose, the watch on your hand belongs to me. If I lose, I will give Pei Yang a chance to choose again. If he thinks you are better and wants to kick me out, I will never say no."

"It's a deal!"

Wang Huizhen couldn't stand it any longer. "It's New Year's Day, stop messing around, aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

In addition to feeling it was ridiculous, Wang Huizhen also thought the competition was unfair.

Ever since Pei Yang said that salt-baked shrimps are delicious last time, my niece has been going around to learn from masters in the past few months, and it can be said that she has mastered the essence of how to make salt-baked shrimps.

Shen Mingzhu was born in the countryside and probably had never eaten shrimp before. How could she make delicious salt-baked shrimp?

Wang Xiuzhu was afraid that Shen Mingzhu would go back on her word, so she immediately ran to the living room and announced her and Shen Mingzhu's bet to Lin Guofu and Pei Yang.

"Mingzhu, come out for a moment."

Looking back at Pei Yang standing at the kitchen door with an unpredictable expression, Shen Mingzhu turned her head away and said, "I'm not going out."

Pei Yang: “…”

He is a small man, but he has a very stubborn temper.

In the living room, Lin Guofu was also scolding Wang Xiuzhu, telling her not to make trouble. However, Wang Xiuzhu was determined to compete with Shen Mingzhu no matter what.

Shen Mingzhu was also full of fighting spirit.

Thus, an absurd contest between women began.

Wang Xiuzhu and Shen Mingzhu are contestants, while Pei Yang, Lin Guofu and his wife, and Pei Ziheng are all judges.

Wang Huizhen didn't even cook dinner, leaving the kitchen to the two of them.

There are two stoves in the Lin family’s kitchen, one for Shen Mingzhu and one for Wang Xiuzhu.

Two kilograms of South American white fish, half for each person, and they deal with it separately.

"etc!"

Just after picking the shrimp threads of two shrimps, Wang Xiuzhu next to him suddenly called for a stop.

Shen Mingzhu turned her head in confusion and saw Wang Xiuzhu glaring at her, "We agreed to do our own thing, why are you imitating me?"

Shen Mingzhu was speechless.

Isn't it common practice to pick out shrimp threads when cooking shrimp? Why does she need to learn it on the spot? "Don't you dare peek and learn from me again!"

Shen Mingzhu thought to herself, I'm afraid you will learn my skills secretly, so she took the shrimp basket and found a place with her back to Wang Xiuzhu to continue processing the shrimps.

Soon it was time to bake the shrimp.

Wang Xiuzhu was also a talented person. In order to prevent her from being spied on and learning from him, she actually took down a piece of the bed board and placed it between the two stoves.

It would take ten years of cerebral infarction to come up with such an idea.

Ten minutes later, the salt-baked shrimps made by the two were served on the table.

Under the light, the big red prawns are plump, and the curled bodies have a matte texture. The shrimp shells and shrimp heads are stained with a small amount of salt. The air is filled with the tempting salty aroma of roasted salt and spices, which is very appetite-stimulating.

To be fair, the shrimps for both people were served in the same container and even the presentation was the same, with only their names written on the bottom of the plate.

After Lin Guofu ate both plates of salt-baked shrimp, he voted for the one on the left.

This result made Wang Xiuzhu's face visibly worse.

Seeing this, Wang Huizhen guessed that the dish of shrimp on the right was made by her niece. After tasting the flavors of both shrimps, she voted for the right side against her will.

This result brought back the radiance to Wang Xiuzhu's face.

She looked at Pei Yang expectantly, her voice as soft as honey, "Pei Yang, you try it too."

From the moment Shen Mingzhu came out of the kitchen with the shrimps, Pei Yang's eyes never left Shen Mingzhu's face.

In order to make cooking easier, Shen Mingzhu used chopsticks to tie her long hair into a bun at the back of her head. A few strands of hair hung casually on both sides of her pink cheeks, making her look gentle and charming under the light.

It was not until Wang Xiuzhu urged him that he reluctantly withdrew his gaze. After tasting two plates of shrimp, he voted for the left.

Wang Xiuzhu's face turned bad again.

Obviously, the plate on the left belonged to Shen Mingzhu. Even if Pei Ziheng voted for her, she and Shen Mingzhu would still be tied.

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She couldn't accept this result!

"Wait a moment!"

Pei Ziheng, who was about to eat shrimp, and the others looked at Wang Xiuzhu.

"Let's find another judge. If the result is two to two, it will be too boring."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Huizhen stopped him, "It's fine if it's just a family quarrel, but do you want outsiders to come and see your joke?"

Wang Xiuzhu was only interested in defeating Shen Mingzhu and was completely unable to appreciate Wang Huizhen's good intentions.

"The loser is a joke, what should I be afraid of?" After saying that, he looked at Shen Mingzhu again, "Shen Mingzhu, if you are afraid, you can admit defeat now."

Shen Mingzhu said that it was impossible for her to admit defeat. "Please do as you please. I will accompany you to the end."

"good!"

Just at this moment, someone knocked on the door. When he opened the door, it turned out that a few old sailors came to wish Lin Fucheng a happy new year.

Wang Xiuzhu felt that God was helping her, and took the opportunity to ask several veteran crew members to help with the evaluation.

The old sailors who had food would of course not refuse, and they all picked up the salt-baked shrimps on the plates and started eating.

Wang Xiuzhu was full of confidence, however——

The first crew voted left after tasting it.

The same is true for the second one.

The third one, the fourth one...

There were a total of six crew members, and they all voted to the left in tacit agreement.

Wang Xiuzhu never expected this result.

She actually lost? She put so much thought and effort into this dish, but she lost to an uneducated rural woman like Shen Mingzhu? And she lost miserably, nine to one, and no one voted for her except Wang Huizhen?

What a shame! Wang Xiuzhu looked at the people in the room, and something suddenly flashed through her mind. She pointed at Shen Mingzhu and said, "I know, they colluded with you. I was wondering why they came by chance. It turned out that you found them. Shen Mingzhu, you are so shameless."

Shen Mingzhu was amused. "I have been in your sight since the bet was placed. How can I find someone to collude with you?"

Yes, Shen Mingzhu has been with her in the kitchen.

Seeing that the situation was not right, several old crew members found excuses to slip away.

However, Wang Xiuzhu was still not convinced and suspected that several old crew members voted for Shen Mingzhu in order to please their leader Pei Yang.

"The master's position is much higher than my father's. If they want to please someone, they should try to please the master, right?"