"I am Zhu Xin, a military officer under Sun Ce, and I am mainly responsible for tonight's dinner." Zhu Xin came to the kitchen of the yamen the next day and faced the three chefs here directly.

To be precise, there are only five chefs, and the Huofu, which is luxurious enough.

Zhu Xin couldn't help but sigh that Yuan's family is worthy of being Yuan's family. Just say that Fuchun Sun's family has no chef at home, there are eight here, even if five of them are the lowest-level Huofu.

"Are you the legendary 'chef' above the chef?" The chef led by the head is a 70-year-old chef. He is naturally the main one in the kitchen.

He paused and continued, "You should know, as a chef, what does it mean to me when you come here?"

Of course I know... Zhu Xin was a little helpless. The kitchen could be said to be a holy place for chefs and did not allow others to defile. And taking over the self here is tantamount to an "invader" in the eyes of the chef.

Facing a young invader, their attitude will be good, that's really a hell!

At the same time, he also found that the chef and the chef, as well as some hot men, looked somewhat similar. They should be a family, and the chef's offspring has a relatively high probability that the chef will be the chef, and may also deteriorate into a chef or hot men.

These eight chefs are highly likely to be related to blood. For example, father and son, grandson, grandson or nephew.

I have entered someone else's base camp, not only have to use other people's kitchens, but also have to direct others. If I were to change myself, I would have been considered as a kind of cultivation if I didn't kick the other person out in person.

"There is not much time, and I think we can use the chef's rules to solve the problem." Zhu Xin took a deep breath. He hoped that the chef's rules would also apply here.

"Oh, I really don't know what the chef has. Let's listen!" The chef asked curiously when he heard this. Obviously the other party didn't know the rules, but it didn't matter. Just be curious!

"The rules are..." Zhu Xin said slowly, "Choose a theme, and then you and I will cook one dish each, and select three judges to finally decide the outcome. A chef with better cooking skills will gain the right to use the kitchen and dominance!"

"Yes, this is indeed very consistent with the chef's rules!" The chef was stunned when he heard this, thought for a while, and then said, then looked at the three middle-aged chefs beside him and said, "You three, come and serve as judges!"

"Okay, father (uncle)!" The three of them responded one after another. As expected, they were indeed relatives.

The situation on the scene actually has no advantage over Zhu Xin. This is the other party’s territory, and everything here is more familiar to the other party than himself. The key is that the other party’s three judges are all their own people, and they are completely at absolute disadvantage.

"What should I do if I leave the topic to you?" The chef didn't plan to do the trick, and then gave Zhu Xin a chance.

At this time, Zhu Xin was very clear that the choice of the topic is very important. If you choose the right one, there may be a chance. If you choose the wrong one, then there will be no chance. Don’t expect that you will give the other party the right to choose, and the other party will give you some preferential treatment.

Pray that the other party will find his conscience? Zhu Xin has learned to travel through time until now, which is to use the greatest malicious intention to guess your enemy. Especially, there is a high probability that he will not be able to become a friend.

The question must be something the other party is not good at. Unfortunately, I don’t know what the chef in front of me is not good at. Then I can only choose dishes that people of this era cannot know...

First of all, I think of roast duck. After all, Beijing roast duck or Nanjing plate duck is definitely a unique one. Due to the lack of this history, people of this era may not be able to make that flavor. Even the Ma Lianliang duck he had made before, can’t make it.

But this is not safe, you must have an absolute advantage to win.

The other party is already seventy years old, and seventy years old means rich cooking experience. Under long-term cooking, there is a high probability that the cooking skills have been improved to purple or even red. Zhu Xin doesn't find it strange.

At least, in the past few years of cooking, his cooking skills have been dark purple, and it is already a matter of red.

It is gratifying that the other party is just a chef. In this profession, the professional skill level cannot exceed red. Crimson red is the largest level he can upgrade to during his lifetime. Unless the other party is a hidden "chef".

Sweep in the kitchen and look at the kitchen utensils here. After all, the types of kitchen utensils also represent the range he can choose. Of course, he cannot delay it for too long, otherwise the people in front of him will be impatient...

"Pasta, I ask for pastry as the event for the competition!" When he saw the consideration, he knew that things were stable.

"Pasta, yes, just pasta!" The latter smiled slightly when he heard this.

"The competition time is one hour, and the materials are mainly the existing materials in the future." Zhu Xin added.

"Of course there is no problem, please feel free!" The chef signaled Zhu Xin to choose the materials first.

Zhu Xin didn't bother to speak, bowed to the chef, and then went to choose the ingredients. Until he left, the young chefs couldn't hold it in and burst into laughter.

"What's wrong with this kid? I just choose pastry..." One of the middle-aged chefs said with a smile, "Isn't my father's best at dough?"

After all, Yuan Shu is a sweet lover, so the chef's choice is more favorable to pastries and pastries. As for other dishes, three chefs will be responsible, not to mention that five hot men will cooperate.

"It seems that he is very confident about the dough. Let's see what he is planning to cook!" The chef was also very curious about what dough this kid would take out.

He probably can make pastries in this world, but he also knows that cooking things will actually keep improving. Every moment, new dishes will appear.

As a chef specializing in pastries and pastries, he is of course curious about what kind of pastries the other party will take out.

At this moment, Zhu Xin, who was selected as a landmine, came to the warehouse where the ingredients were stored. The ingredients here were preserved by the warehouse officer's preservation skills, so the freshness was guaranteed.

Thanks to this magical skill, it allows the inland people to have the opportunity to eat coastal fishery products. It is precisely because of this that the cooking world can continue to develop. However, according to this situation, it may take longer to form regional schools.

After all, the circulation and storage of ingredients is very convenient. Therefore, the regional schools born in the unique local ingredients cannot be said to have no conditions for formation, but can only be said to be the time of formation, which may have to be slightly delayed.

However, if you want to win an old chef, Zhu Xin felt that you have to go through some evil ways. Traditional people may not win, so he chose pastry because if you can't win Chinese food, he can use Western food. The other party can't know about this thing, right?
Chapter completed!