PFC Chapter 12755
Chapter 12755
Chapter 12755
"Exactly, even ducks know where the food is best. What do you call that? It's called a wise bird choosing its tree to perch on."
"Let's not talk about it. I also want to try the God of Cookery's cooking, but unfortunately I don't have the luck."
"As if everyone wants that!"
The crowd burst into laughter.
Joking aside, despite Gan Niannian's approachable and down-to-earth demeanor, she is now a genuine God of Cookery.
For an ordinary person to be able to have a meal with her is an extraordinary opportunity.
If it were a normal payment, it would be an astronomical price, unaffordable even for slightly less prestigious families, let alone ordinary ones.
Long Hongxiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what was happening and looked at Lin Yi:
"You've been eyeing my duck from the very beginning! You deliberately sent this so-called God of Cookery to lure it with food! The dignified Lord of Tianjun, resorting to such despicable means, have you no shame?!"
Lin Yi shrugged, looking speechless: "If I said it was all a coincidence, would you believe me?"
"Believe my ass!"
Long Hongxiu rushed forward, trying to pull the duck away.
The green duck wiggled its rear to avoid her hand and continued to fan the flames for Gan Niannian without even lifting its eyelids.
Long Hongxiu immediately panicked, both shocked and furious: "Did you drug its food?! Otherwise, it wouldn't disobey me! It listens to me the most!"
Someone in the crowd jeered, "It's just greedy, what kind of drug did they put in it?"
"Exactly, if your cooking is bad, whose fault is it? The duck isn't stupid."
Long Hongxiu bit her lip, refusing to believe it no matter what.
A woman destined for greatness like her, everything she does is blessed by fate. How could her cooking skills possibly be inferior to a little girl who appeared out of nowhere?
It's impossible!
Lin Yi must have used some underhanded methods, he must have!
Just then, a voice came from the back of the crowd: "What's the point of arguing? Just have a match and that's it."
The old beggar sauntered out and looked at Gan Niannian and Long Hongxiu: "You two can have a cooking contest right here and now, and let Brother Duck choose whoever he likes to eat. That's fair, isn't it?"
He stroked his chin and added, "I'm picky, so I'll be a judge and give you your opinions."
The crowd paused for a second, then burst into laughter.
"Old beggar, your abacus beads are practically hitting our faces!"
"You're a judge? You're just here to freeload!"
The old beggar wasn't annoyed at all. He smiled and cupped his hands in greeting: "By the way, by the way, I'm just killing time anyway."
A group of people immediately raised their hands eagerly: "I want to be a judge too!"
"I'm picky about food too!"
"I have a silver tongue! My oral skills are famous!"
Are you talking about proper oral sex?
After a chaotic argument, an obese figure slowly walked up from the foot of the mountain, grinning broadly: "How about I be the judge?"
Upon seeing this, everyone fell silent.
Food Saint.
While others might disagree with his assessment of other things, when it comes to food, the Food Saint claims to be second to none in Tianjun, and no one dares to claim the top spot.
Although times have changed and the status of the Food Saint is not as high as before, his mouth is still recognized as an authority.
Long Hongxiu's expression changed, and she looked at Lin Yi with resentment: "It's not fair! The judges are all your people!"
At this moment, the Food Saint was bowing to Lin Yi with an undisguised fawning expression.
"He is indeed one of my men."
Lin Yi smiled and pointed to the old beggar: "But this old gentleman and I have only met a few times, and we are just friends who ate together."
"Furthermore, the final decision rests with the duck; the judges are merely a reference, providing us with some professional advice."
Before Long Hongxiu could retort, Lin Yi suddenly raised his voice and glanced at a certain spot in the crowd: "Brother Yuan, come out."
The crowd fell silent for a moment.
Yuan Chu's expression changed slightly.
This time, he used his most secret concealment technique, believing it to be flawless enough to deceive any expert, including Lin Yi.
In the end, it was still seen through at a glance.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yuan Chu stepped out from the crowd and cupped his hands in greeting to Lin Yi.
Lin Yi nodded to him, his tone calm: "Brother Yuan, being a judge here would surely make things fair, wouldn't it?"
Yuan Chu forced a smile, his heart pounding with anxiety.
He wasn't sure what Lin Yi meant, but he figured that Lin Yi wouldn't do anything to him in front of so many people.
If they were really going to take action, they wouldn't specifically point him out.
Yuan Chu had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Since Brother Lin has said so, then I will respectfully comply."
Long Hongxiu exchanged a glance with him before reluctantly nodding.
As for Gan Niannian, although she was somewhat confused, she had no objections since Lin Yi had said so.
Game start.
Yuan Chu raised his hand and a set of top-notch kitchen utensils appeared out of thin air.
The pots, pans, stoves, and knives were all gleaming and shiny, with blades flashing coldly. The pots had thick, even bottoms, and were clearly not ordinary products.
Next came a variety of top-quality ingredients: fresh vegetables and meats, rare birds and animals, filling the entire table.
Everyone exclaimed in admiration.
"The Yuan family is still a top-tier family after all. Even though it is declining, its foundation is still extraordinary!"
"Holy crap! I'm a chef at Dingxianglou too! I've never even seen any of these kitchen utensils before!"
"Even the legendary divine equipment isn't all that great, is it?"
On the other hand, let's look at Gan Niannian's side.
It was still that same old, shabby barbecue grill, a makeshift structure made of a few tree branches, with a few pieces of unused charcoal lying next to it.
At that moment, she was fiddling with a compass, muttering incantations about feng shui, saying things like "the orientation is wrong" and "the fire position is in conflict," which were incomprehensible to most.
The crowd was puzzled but impressed.
Upon comparing the two sides, some people immediately burst out laughing.
"The God of Cookery is the God of Cookery. He has real skills and doesn't need any top-notch cooking utensils. On the other hand, that guy looks impressive, but he's not good enough, so he makes up for it with cooking utensils."
Long Hongxiu snorted coldly, rolled up her sleeves, and began to take action.
She did it with utmost seriousness.
She poured her heart and soul into every step, and after years of living and working together, she believed she knew the duck's flavor inside and out.
The proportions of scallions, ginger, and garlic, the control of the heat, and the order of the seasonings are all important.
Cut, chop, fry, stir-fry, stew.
She performed each step of the process meticulously.
His focused expression made even the onlookers fall silent.
Someone whispered, "Regardless of the taste, the presentation is impressive."
The roast meat is ready.
The skin is golden yellow, the oil is crystal clear, and the aroma is so strong that it can be carried far away by the mountain breeze.
Everyone swallowed hard.
Long Hongxiu personally carried the plate to the green-feathered duck, squatted down and said softly, "Eat up, this is your favorite."
Then he handed one to each of the three judges.
The culinary master took only one bite, then frowned, put down his chopsticks, and said, "Garbage."
Long Hongxiu's face stiffened.
The old beggar ate with relish, smacking his lips and narrowing his eyes into slits: "Not bad, better than the chefs in those big restaurants. The cooking time and seasoning show some skill."
Yuan Chu took a bite and looked surprised: "It's really good, with perfect color, aroma and taste. I didn't expect Miss Long to have this skill."
Although he came out to support Long Hongxiu, what he said wasn't entirely untrue.