In the kitchen of the Hero Restaurant, a fierce battle started. Lin Feng was alone, and Zhu Hongming was the master and apprentice. Lin's mother and others were still worried about Lin Feng at first, but they saw Lin Feng's sword skills

After that, all the worries turned into full of expectations. Especially after they had just eaten the delicious hero fish soup made by Lin Feng, they were even more looking forward to what kind of delicious dishes Lin Feng could make.

The delicacies have arrived.

An hour has passed, and not a single dish from Lin Feng's side has come out of the pot. It seems that they are all being stir-fried in the pot, and the aroma seems to be tightly locked in the pot, without even a trace leaking out, unlike just now.

Like the hero fish soup, the aroma is already overflowing before the dish is even served.

But on the other side, Zhu Hongming's side, five dishes have been cooked. When these five dishes were brought out, the one hundred public judges did not know who cooked these dishes, and some even finished eating them.

I’m full of praise and have already started voting.

"Haha! Master, look, our five dishes have already received nearly 70 votes as soon as they are served. Lin Feng has not yet cooked a single dish. Maybe he is just a showman, just trying to be cool.

, it’s impossible to make good food that’s edible.”

Duan Quanmin went out to take a look and found that each of the five dishes he had received received an average of more than a dozen votes, which added up to 70 votes. Therefore, after he ran in, he said even more excitedly

: "Master, let's hurry up. In this way, by the time Lin Feng's dish is brought out, all the judges will have used up their votes, and they won't be able to give them to him even if they want to."

"Haha! Yes, compared with my Zhu Hongming's cooking speed? It's a little more tender. Quanmin, if we go a little faster, these two soups will be ready soon. After a while, the public judges are all full, so where can we go?

Do you have the stomach to eat Lin Feng’s food? No matter how delicious it is, you can’t eat it, so naturally you won’t vote for him.”

Zhu Hongming also felt the threat posed by Lin Feng and accelerated his speed. At the same time, Mother Lin saw that the public judges outside had begun to vote for Zhu Hongming's dish, and she became a little anxious. Especially since he didn't smell it at all.

The aroma of the dishes cooked by Lin Feng also made them a little worried.

"Aunt Zhang, don't worry. You can see that Lin Feng takes every step in an orderly manner, and he must be full of confidence. Although Lin Feng has not yet cooked a single dish, but maybe they will all be cooked soon?"

Seeing the frown on Mother Lin's face, Li Yutong stepped forward to comfort her gently and said, "We must have confidence in Lin Feng."

"Yes! Aunt Zhang, that brat can definitely do it. I'm still waiting to eat the feast he made! Didn't you see that he also made the heroic fish soup this time? And, I think he seemed to have added more than before.

There are many ingredients that will definitely make it more delicious. Among other things, we have all eaten the hero fish soup, and the public judges will definitely vote for it..."

Luo Qingqing was also full of confidence, staring at Lin Feng who was running quickly between the twenty pots, full of expectation.

An hour and a half later, Zhu Hongming had already cooked fifteen dishes, leaving only the last five dishes. In the lobby on the first floor outside, the one hundred diners were already eating with gusto, and ten dishes were already served.

There are various styles of dishes, which is the characteristic of the Manchu-Han Banquet.

There are soups, pastries, appetizers, hot dishes, stews, light dishes, heavy-flavored dishes, etc. Almost every diner has found a dish they particularly like and voted for it.

Tickets. Moreover, these diners did not know that among these dishes there were no dishes from Lin Feng at all, because the waiter who brought the dishes out was not allowed to say who made these dishes according to regulations.

Therefore, these public judges voted based on their own feelings. They were accustomed to home-cooked food in small cities, and suddenly they tasted these exquisite dishes in the Manchu-Han banquet. Of course, everyone praised them.

The fifteen dishes have already won Zhu Hongming more than 900 votes. One hundred public judges, each holding 20 votes, only have a total of 2,000 votes. But now, Zhu Hongming's fifteen dishes have already won

It won them more than 900 votes. As long as their next five dishes win another 100 votes, Lin Feng will definitely lose.

"Haha! Master, we already have nine hundred and sixty-seven votes. If we get thirty-four more votes, we will win! This time, it was really easy to win... I was even frightened by his sword skills at first.

Jump, you are such a weak persimmon!" Duan Quanmin became extremely proud when he saw that the number of votes on his side was approaching one thousand.

Zhu Hongming also breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "A brat who is just starting out, wants to compete with me, a veteran of decades? I also want to teach him a lesson..."

The last five dishes were about to be cooked, but there was still no movement from Lin Feng's side. He could only see Lin Feng running around and busy, but not a single dish was started. In Zhu Hongming's view, his side was completely

The victory is guaranteed.

"Ah! What's going on? These two hours are almost over, why hasn't a dish come out yet, Xiaofeng? I see that the hundred public judges outside are almost full. No matter how good he is at cooking by then,

It’s useless to eat…”

Although Mother Lin has great confidence in her son Lin Feng, the score is now very different! It is completely one-sided. Her son Lin Feng's side has not yet produced a single dish, so naturally there is not a single vote. Zhu Hongming's side has almost a thousand

Voted.

"Lin Feng, hurry up! They already have almost a thousand votes..."

Li Yutong was also a little anxious and hurriedly reminded Lin Feng.

"What? So fast? The Man-Han banquet is indeed faster. The characteristic of Song Dynasty cuisine is slow cooking and slow stewing. It seems... I have to speed up a bit..."

Originally, Lin Feng planned to start the pot after two hours were up, but looking at the current situation, he still couldn't be too careless or pursue perfection too much. After one hour and forty-five minutes, Lin Feng took a deep breath and used his water control ability.

It seemed that on a large scale, a drop of divine water was added to all the dishes, and twenty pots were quickly opened.

Bang!

In the air, all the heat and fragrance from the twenty pots emerged, and the delicious smell instantly spread throughout the kitchen, shocking everyone. Just as everyone had guessed before,
Chapter completed!