"I've only tasted this flavor when my master made this dish when I was just starting to learn cooking. Ever since my master passed away, I haven't had chicken tofu pudding that tastes so authentic."
"Even my master couldn't make such authentic chicken tofu pudding. This has always been an indelible pain in the hearts of my master and me. Over the years, we have been trying to recreate the taste of my master's time, but unfortunately, all of us have failed."
"I beg you, you must teach me the secret of this dish, otherwise my master will never rest in peace."
Looking at the excited and incoherent Liu Zhenxing, Xia Tian awkwardly pushed his arm away: "Ahem! Chef Liu, calm down first. It's just a dish. I'll teach you later. There's no need to get so excited."
Liu Zhenxing didn't feel like he had lost his composure at all, and said excitedly: "What? You agreed? Is this true? You're not lying to me, are you?"
Looking at his excited yet nervous expression, Xia Tian quickly waved his hands and said, "Not really, not really. It's just a dish, how could I possibly lie to you?"
After receiving Xia Tian's affirmative answer, Liu Zhenxing's excitement finally calmed down a lot.
He sighed, "Alas! You may not understand my feelings. This may just be a dish to you. But to me and my master, it is more than just a dish."
"From our perspective, this is our sect's legacy, and it's our responsibility. If this dish becomes incomplete in our hands, we wouldn't be able to face our ancestors even after we die."
"Master Xia, this dish is really important to me. But I wouldn't want your dish for nothing. How about this, do you want money or something else? Just ask. As long as it's something I, Liu Zhenxing, can do, I won't even frown."
Xia Tian laughed and said, "Chef Liu, what are you talking about? We're actually exchanging culinary skills. It's only natural for us to learn from each other and exchange ideas. As for things that have nothing to do with cooking, there's no need to mention them."
"This...how can this be possible? You said before that the Dharma should not be passed on to others." Seeing that Xia Tian directly rejected his intention to thank him, Liu Zhenxing felt a little uncomfortable.
"It's okay. Didn't we make a bet before? If I win, I will teach you two dishes for free. I told you about Master Wang's fish before, and now I'm going to talk to you about the secret of this chicken tofu. They happen to be two dishes! It's not like you asked me for help. You lost to me with your own ability. Haha!" Xia Tian joked with a smile.
Hearing Xia Tian say this, Liu Zhenxing bowed with some shame and said, "Master Xia, you're joking. I'm convinced that I lost to you. Besides, it's my honor to lose to you. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have had the chance to see this chicken tofu pudding."
"How about this, I'll take you as my master! Now that you've taught me the art of chicken tofu pudding, you're half my master. I believe my teacher will agree with me after he knows about this."
"Ahem! No, that's not allowed. We're just learning from each other, and we should still call each other brothers from now on." Hearing that Liu Zhenxing actually wanted to take him as his master, Xia Tian quickly refused. He didn't want to have such an old apprentice at such a young age.
Seeing that the two of them had decided the outcome of this round in just a few words, Qiu Mengyun asked curiously, "Are you guys too hasty in coming up with the results of this competition? Xia Tian hasn't even tried Chef Liu's dishes yet. Maybe his cooking is on par with yours?"
Chef Liu quickly shook his head and said, "No need to try. I know the quality of my own cooking very well. There's absolutely no comparison with Chef Xia's chicken tofu pudding."
Xia Tian didn't seem modest this time. He smiled and nodded, saying, "No need to try. I just paid attention to his cooking process. I've already discovered his problem. Even without tasting it, I can roughly tell what the problem is with his dish."
"Is it that mysterious? Why don't I believe it?" Qiu Mengyun said with some doubt.
Chef Liu smiled and said, "This is very simple. If you don't believe me, just try it yourself and you'll know."
Qiu Mengyun was waiting for this sentence, and without hesitation, she picked up Xia Tian's spoon and poured it into the chicken tofu pudding made by Chef Liu.
As for why we don't eat the summer food first, the best things should be saved for last. If we eat the good ones first and then eat the lesser ones, it will definitely be hard to swallow.
But now she will eat something smaller first, and when she eats the dishes cooked by Xia Tian later, she will be greeted with full of surprise and satisfaction.
"Mm! So fresh and tender! I think this dish is great, especially delicious. There's nothing wrong with it. Did you two make a mistake?"
After tasting the chicken tofu pudding made by Chef Liu, Qiu Mengyun praised it sincerely.
At the same time, I also began to doubt Xia Tian and the other person's evaluation of this dish.
She could guarantee that this dish would definitely be ranked among the top five in her culinary history. She really didn't understand how something so delicious could be defective.
Chef Liu shook his head seriously. "It can't be wrong. I've made this dish countless times. I know what it tastes like without even tasting it."
Xia Tian gave Qiu Mengyun face, took the spoon she handed over, and scooped a spoonful of chicken tofu to taste it.
After eating, a smile appeared on Xia Tian's face, exactly as he expected.
He didn't say much, but scooped a spoonful from the bowl of chicken tofu in front of him and said, "Try this again."
Seeing the spoon being fed to her mouth, Qiu Mengyun happily accepted the food from Xia Tian.
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