Liu Zhenzai carefully counted the kitchen utensils and ingredients needed. Because it was a facility prepared by Zhang Minghai, the ingredients were distributed uniformly. Liu Zhen looked up and down and saw all kinds of chicken, duck, fish, rare abalone and seafood, and even live fish transported from the distant Americas.

It seems that Zhang Minghai has also invested a lot in trying to win back his reputation.

Liu Zhen beats the King of Chef. If Zhang Minghai can beat Liu Zhen, then he will naturally be more famous than the King of Chef.

Zhang Minghai's abacus was actually quite good at calculating. Liu Zhen smiled faintly and picked up half a duck. The knife was raised and fell. The half duck had been * into countless pieces, arranged neatly on the chopping board.

The people present exclaimed, "It's too fast? I can't see how I cut it clearly!"

"Yes, I only saw that Liu Zhen just picked up the knife, and the half of the duck turned into pieces!"

Liu Zhen put the duck pieces in a glass bowl, started washing, remove the smell, then turned on the fire and poured water into the pot, ready to wait for the water to boil.

"Papapapapapa--" Someone applauded, and Liu Zhen turned his head and saw that it was Zhang Minghai.

"The duck meat is well cut!" Zhang Minghai said wearing sunglasses.

Zhang Minghai has been blind for many years, and his ear sensitivity is not comparable to ordinary people. He has reached the point where he can tell that Liu Zhenqi is the kind of food ingredients by just his ears!

Liu Zhen was surprised. It turned out that Zhang Minghai had already understood the ingredients to this extent. He couldn't help but admire him, "Excessive." Liu Zhen replied to him.

"Since you have made duck meat, I'll give you some duck meat too." Zhang Minghai said, Liu Zhen was stunned. What does it mean?

It was a long time to talk about it, and I saw "Blind Zhang" dancing quickly. The kitchen knife reflected on Zhang Minghai's sunglasses under the light. When Liu Zhen came to his senses, he found that Zhang Minghai had cut the same half-sliced ​​duck into pieces of the same size and neatly listed it on the plate.

"What does it mean? Zhang Jianzi is also a duck?" The people watching the fun began to whisper.

"Yes, what's going on? Both of them made duck meat?"

"Now there is a good show. I can see this way to understand who has the best cooking skills!"

"It seems to make sense..."

...

Liu Zhen listened to the audience's discussion and felt lighthearted. It seemed that Zhang Minghai was really crazy.

At this time, the water in the pot was boiling. Liu Zhen heard the sound of bubbling. He opened the lid of the pot. Sure enough, the water was so boiling that it almost splashed on Liu Zhen's face.

Liu Zhen picked up the duck meat from the glass bowl just now, put it in boiling water, and then put it in a little large ingredients, pepper, ginger, green onion and garlic.

After recovering the lid of the pot, Liu Zhen began to prepare the oil pan.

"What is Liu Zhen trying to do?" someone said.

"I don't know, just watched him cut half a piece of duck, maybe make a boiled duck?" said a woman with a sharp voice.

"Where is that blind man? I think he is also boiling water..." A man spoke to the woman just now in a rough voice.

Liu Zhen turned his head and saw Zhang Minghai’s confident smile, under his dark sunglasses, and I don’t know what kind of eyes he looked like.

Although he was blind, he was skillfully chopping vegetables like a man with good eyes, peeling ginger, green onions and garlic. Similarly, after boiling water, he began to put the duck meat he had just cut into boiling water.

Liu Zhen frowned. Sure enough, Zhang Minghai put the peppercorns, large ingredients, ginger, green onion and garlic in, and covered the pot with a lid!

What exactly is Zhang Minghai doing?

Liu Zhen stared at Zhang Minghai. This man was obviously unable to see him, so how did he know what he put into the pot?

After careful observation, Liu Zhen found that the amount of large ingredients in this blind man put into the pot was almost exactly the same as what he put in!

Every time I cook, I add many seasonings, which are the experience conclusions that Liu Zhen has drawn through repeated considerations. However, how could Zhang Minghai have the same experience as him?

So, the only explanation is that Zhang Minghai has a bit extraordinary hearing and smell!

Although it is invisible, relying solely on hearing, Zhang Minghai can tell what the other party cut and how much he cut!

Through smell, he can accurately judge the other party’s dosage, including ingredients and seasonings, and it is almost exactly the same.

What a terrible skill!

Liu Zhen's eyes began to become focused. It seems that Zhang Minghai is really a good person. His attitude is competing with him and he wants to cook exactly the same dish as himself, right?

Liu Zhen sneered. Until now, Liu Zhen has never met someone who wants to try to imitate his cooking. What does it look like? Besides, just imitating this thing has already made Liu Zhen's blood spurt.

This person is sure to win!

Liu Zhen felt that his opponent made him serious for the first time, and not only felt a little excited.

He kept counting the time silently, calculating that it was almost time, lifted the lid of the pot, smelled the smell, took out the duck meat with a spoon, put it on the plate, and then picked up the chopsticks and ordered a little duck meat. It was tender and elastic, and it tasted just right.

"This duck meat is fat but not greasy. It turns out to be pink and tender when cooked. It looks so fresh. It's true that the chefs are different. The heat is just right with the time. This is the experience I have learned from so many years of experience."

Someone couldn't help but say it.

Liu Zhen raised his eyebrows, smeared it casually on the apron, then raised the kitchen knife in his hand, cut off the slices of ginger and green onion, and patted the garlic paste, ready.

Heat the oil pan, and put the freshly cut ginger, green onions and garlic when the oil is hot. Suddenly, a fragrance wafts out, and the people present are intoxicated by smelling it.

While stir-frying, Liu Zhen curled up the corners of his mouth and waited for Zhang Minghai to cook the same dish as himself.

Everyone was very excited. Zhang Minghai's ears moved. When Liu Zhen was stir-frying the oil pan, Zhang Minghai picked up the duck meat, put it on the plate to marinate it, and began to prepare ginger, green onion, garlic, and stir-fry it in the oil pan.

"It seems that Zhang Minghai is indeed competing with Liu Zhen. Look, he deliberately cooked the same dish as Liu Zhen, and even the order of cooking is the same!" Someone was talking.

"I didn't expect that if he was blind, he would be like not blind. His ears and nose are so good!"

"I don't know who will win this time? I think it's possible!"

Liu Zhen listened silently to other people's comments and smiled. If he wanted to beat him, I'm afraid Zhang Minghai would have to continue practicing for fifty years!

Zhang Minghai tried hard to listen to Liu Zhen's movements while stirring up the scene.

At this time, Liu Zhen had already added the duck to the pot and stir-fryed until the duck turned golden and the juice was everywhere. The fragrance around caused all the audience to drool.

Then Liu Zhen added a little light soy sauce in turn, then added sweet noodle sauce, Zhuhou sauce, and oyster sauce, and continued to stir-fry.

Fry carefully. According to Liu Zhen’s habit, the number of stir-frying times is fixed.
Chapter completed!