Zhou Gan and the other two completed the work almost at the same time. In order to avoid nearby diners from mercy, the three of them even changed the soup pot, making it impossible to tell who made the dish.

Back in the restaurant, there were already people watching. Several servants put two tables on them and put the boiled cabbage soup pot on it. The fat chef began to shout.

"Dear young men, brothers and sisters, everyone knows the bet between these two little brothers and fat guys. This time I would like to ask everyone to testify and see if my Sichuan vegetable field in Renheju is not authentic, can I compare with the skills of these two little brothers?"

"Okay, since this dish of clear soup is limited, I would like to recommend ten gourmets to taste these two boiled cabbages!"

Suddenly, the crowd was clamoring, some were humble, some were canvassed, and some were related. I won’t tell you one by one. After one incense stick, ten people who tasted the dishes were elected.

"Please taste it!" said the fat chef confidently. The first one was Lao Huang, a teahouse. Lao Huang was a scholar. After becoming an official, he opened a teahouse. He usually planted flowers and grass, tasted tea and enjoyed food, and was also an elegant person.

Lao Huang first lifted the porcelain lid on the left, and a mellow fragrance came to his nose. Judging from its color, it was slightly yellow and without impurities. He nodded with satisfaction, tasted the soup first and then tasted the dishes. After squinting for a while, he said, "Not bad! The soup is good, and it is as good as Taibailou!"

The onlookers suddenly felt noisy. You should know that the three major restaurants in Shu, "Taibai Building", "Tianshen Hall", and "Fragrant Flavor House" are the largest and most famous restaurants in Shu. They are known as "Three buildings built in Shu, comparable to Luodu Street". This street refers to Confucius Street, so Lao Huang's evaluation is conceivable.

He lifted the other porcelain lid again, was stunned, and was shocked again, and then he couldn't come back to his senses for a while.

"Old Huang, what's wrong?" a familiar shouted.

"Is this carved painting the mountains and rivers in Shu?" Without waiting for his answer, he said to himself: "It must be so. Look at this Qingcheng Mountain and look at this Tianma Bridge... Can you carve such a painting in this cabbage! The mountains and rivers in Shu will be five or six points higher in the artistic conception first, which is simply a magical skill!"

"Old Huang, do you eat it? If you don't eat it, change people!" Someone shouted behind him. Old Huang raised his chopsticks and fell down again, and then fell down again and again. He smiled bitterly: "There is such a dish that makes me unable to bear to stop my mouth. It's so ridiculous! I'll drink the soup!"

This soup is as cool as white water, and Lao Huang was puzzled: "Why doesn't this soup taste like?"

"Old man, there is something wrong with your nose. Lower your head and smell it!" Zhang Fu said coldly with his arms. His soup was stolen by Zhou Gan's knife skills, which made the little chef very unhappy!

Lao Huang didn't care about his tone. When he smelled it again, it was indeed a scent of elegant fragrance. When he smelled it again, the fragrance increased a little. He smelled it nine times in total, and it was like this again. When he reached the ninth time, he felt that his whole body was comfortable and comfortable. The fresh fragrance not only pricked his taste, but also boosted his spirit. At this level, the soup was already the best.

Lao Huang couldn't wait to taste it, closed his eyes and exclaimed: "It's worthy of being the best soup. This time, Xiangjiuwei is really well-known, it's so delicious!" Even the local dialect of Shu emerged.

The remaining people hurriedly came up. They didn't have Lao Huang's elegant eyes and immediately shared the dish.

"Fresh vegetables, fresh soup, fresh color, fresh flavor, and really four fresh soup."

"When you see it, you feel it is clear and clear; when you smell it, you smell it is fragrant; when you eat it, you will be filled with tenderness and slag, and the flavor of Shu is all in this dish..."

"Don't finish it, don't finish it, give me another taste, I haven't tasted it yet-"

At this point, the winner was no longer aware of the outcome. The fat chef made the boiled cabbage, but no one could touch it. Zhang Fuzhou and the others looked at each other and smiled. Zhang Fu deliberately said loudly: "I think this Renheju has not obtained the essence of Sichuan cuisine!"

The two walked out of Renheju, and Zhou Gan asked, "Which one is next?"

Zhang Fu thought for a while and said, "Health Center, the orange Cordyceps duck, fermented glutinous rice braised pork, and Liu Gongya fish are all the best. I happened to see it!"

In the health center, a boy's voice suddenly rang, "Why is your dish so unpalatable? Come find your shopkeeper..."

Within three days, the names of Zhou Gan and Zhang Fu spread throughout the Tiandu Mansion. Even the prefect went to watch the two of them pick the restaurant and competed with food. Some people who were fond of the funeral learned that Zhang Fu's nickname was the nickname of the little chef god, and also gave Zhou Gan a nickname of the little chef immortal. From then on, the reputation of the immortal and the god began to spread in the way of kitchen...

The prefect of Tiandu Prefecture was sitting in the "Tianchen Hall". Hesitantly looked at the two fat but not greasy, but not rotten and crystal clear Dongpo elbows. The two dishes were unique, one was cooked on high heat, one was refrigerated with ice, and the other was hidden in flames, and the other was burned like a fire, and the other was like fleshy ice, and the taste was as if it had been brewing for thousands of years, which made the prefect who had always been determined hesitant. The people next to him also held their breath and sucked their voices, because this was the last of the seventeen restaurants in Tiandu Prefecture. If the descendant of Dongpo elbows who had been passed down for a hundred years was defeated again, then no one in Tiandu Prefecture could pat his chest and admit that his family was the descendant of Shu cuisine, and the reputation of Shu cuisine was trampled by two young men.

"Oh~ I'm really distressed. I never gave me such a headache when I married a princess or my childhood sweetheart!" The middle-aged man with a handsome face and elegant temperament smiled bitterly and said to himself. A knowing laughter came from around him, as if he knew very well about this adult's romantic affairs.

The middle-aged man walked back and forth for a while before gritting his teeth and said, "It was this crystal crystal elbow that won!"

"Sir! Why is this? Is there anything wrong with the flame elbow I made?" An old man opposite Zhou Gan suddenly turned pale and screamed.

“No, no, it’s not that you did the wrong thing, it’s right

The noodle boy made so well. The two dishes are just the same in terms of color, fragrance, taste, meaning and shape. There is only one thing that people seem to be a little tenderer and delicious than yours. I don’t know why, is it that the meat you selected is poor? You can taste it yourself..."

"Impossible! Impossible! I chose black pig meat at the same time. How could the meat be of poor quality?" The old man closed his eyes and tasted it. He was startled and said, "This is impossible! Why is this meat so tender and smooth, just like fresh meat? This black pig meat was obviously transported from hunters on Baizhan Mountain, and there will always be a trace of old quality! How is it possible..."

"I'm also curious how you did it!" Zhang Fu poked Zhou Gan and wondered.

In fact, the truth is not complicated. Zhou Gan used the floating cloud hand-curling cloud style to promote blood circulation of the pork floss and force out impurities, so the meat is so tender.

Why is Zhang Fu so arrogant and arrogant can accept Zhou Gan in the industry he is best at? First, Zhou Gan's talent or fantasy about the way of the chef, and second, those who learn to cook generally cannot afford martial arts, and those who practice martial arts are disdainful to learn cooking. People who practice martial arts to a high level and have exquisite cooking skills are probably only Zhou Gan in the world. Zhou Gan's Zhou Gan can learn it in the future, but Zhang Fu from Zhou Gan will never do it. Therefore, Zhang Fu regards Zhou Gan as his own enemy. People like him can only pay attention to it when they meet their life rivals.

The people around were also discouraged. Instead, the Sichuan cuisine of their own was promoted at the other place, which made people feel particularly unhappy.

"Young Master Gan, your master asked me to tell you that the conspiracy has been broken and the thief was killed. I asked you to go back to the house early and don't run around in Shu!" Before leaving the prefect of Tiandu Mansion, he said softly in Zhou Gan's ear, and after that, he added: "I really didn't look at the third master. This crystal elbow tastes so good. I don't know when I can eat it so delicious again."

Zhou Gan smiled bitterly, and at the same time he felt relieved. It seemed that what he had done was not in vain.

At this moment, Li Sanshan, a thousand miles away, was facing the biggest change since his birth. Several masked men in black caught Li Sanshan from the bed of Liu Xiaoxiao, the brothel, and captured him without even wearing short pants.

"I'll tell you, my elder brothers, uncles, grandpa, are you okay?" Brother Li said with a frown, "Just give me a little dress, this bare butt is not a problem!"

"Shut up!" A big man snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, which made Li Sanshan's heart tremble. This was a look of killing people.

"If you hadn't informed you, how could Song Ci, who was dressed as a guardian, have a mess? All the mistakes are gone. Now the court is transferring several armies to join forces with the Southern Wulin people to encircle and suppress our sect alliance, and the losses are heavy. Now we have captured you and threatened Zhou Gan to steal the Qin Emperor's tomb key of his army. It can be regarded as a waste to use it and make a profit."

Li Sanshan was stuffed into a small dark space by several people and closed the iron fence. Although Li Sanshan had been blindfolded before, Li's second brother was so smart and talented. He listened carefully, touched, and sniffed, and guessed that this was the mezzanine of a large ship. "Do you still have to go out to sea?" Li Sanshan said worriedly.

Li Sanshan was trapped in the darkness of the sky for more than ten days, and could only eat some leftovers every day. However, Li Sanshan survived with amazing perseverance. Suddenly one day, thunder and lightning were intermittent, and the wind and waves were really huge, making a hole in the mezzanine. Li Sanshan narrowed his eyes and saw a giant tortoise hundreds of feet lying on the sea to swallow and breathe. The waves of dozens or hundreds of feet were stirred up by it. The giant tortoise was covered with two heads and four corners, covered with scales, and turbid green and gray air was absorbed and spit out. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning and thunder were roaring.

At this moment, a dozen feet of divine boat broke through the dark clouds and rushed towards the giant tortoise with a huge thunder and lightning. The giant tortoise breathed even more urgently, and suddenly a scream came from his mouth.

"Great Wilderness! Great Wilderness!"
Chapter completed!