Zheng Guangyang watched Leng Yingchun taste the fried rice and seemed to see himself in the past. Thinking about it, it was really miserable. He sniffed and sympathized with the little girl and wanted to rely on his own arms to protect her.

Leng Yingchun received the sympathetic look from Zheng Guangyang and smiled calmly.

"Theoretically speaking, you can't eat moldy rice. It's really because I'm too poor, so I have to swallow it even if it tastes terrible. If you can't stand it, you can order something else."

"It's great to have food to eat during this time of food shortage, so how can I be picky?"

Zheng Guangyang smiled slightly, and the fried rice in his mouth was especially sweet.

You say it so nicely, maybe it's just for show, right?

Leng Yingchun smiled and thought he was just putting on a show to buy food from her.

"I think you should stop eating. Eating rice cooked with moldy rice will cause your stomach to be irritated and cause vomiting and diarrhea, and you may even be poisoned." Leng Yinghuan reminded.

"Aren't you here? Am I still afraid of being poisoned?" Leng Yingchun teased with a smile.

If she was poisoned, just taking some of Leng Yinghuan's blood would probably detoxify her.

However, when she was asked to drink blood, she suddenly felt nauseous and prayed that she would not be poisoned.

"Then it depends on the poison!" Leng Yinghuan was helpless.

Although it is a universal antidote, what if it cannot detoxify the toxins produced by moldy rice?

"Don't worry, I have experienced hundreds of battles and I am immune to all kinds of poisons!" Leng Yingchun took the risk.

She looked at the fried rice on the plate and thought that ancient fried rice was too simple. Just add salt and there were no side dishes.

If you let her handle it, even egg fried rice can be delicious.

"Little sister, why are you staring at the plate?" Zheng Guangyang was very curious about Leng Yingchun's behavior.

"I think this fried rice shouldn't be done this way. It's too rough and simple, and it doesn't reflect the level of a chef." Leng Yingchun said casually.

Unexpectedly, the waiter heard it. He thought Leng Yingchun was provoking the chef, so he felt a sense of justice and rushed in.

"Sir, don't be aggressive while eating. This is the fried rice made in our store. If you think it's not suitable, just make it for us."

"Just do it, no one is afraid of who!" Leng Yingchun stood up immediately, "Let's go to the kitchen and lead the way!"

"Little sister, don't get excited. We are here to eat, not to cause trouble." Zheng Guangyang whispered.

Leng Yingchun just calmed down, why do you have to be so impulsive?

But you have said harsh words, and if you don't challenge them, you will be laughed at by others.

"Yingchun, let's go home?" Leng Yinghuan also felt that Leng Yingchun was definitely cannon fodder if he challenged the chef.

"Don't try to persuade me. I'm going to give it a try and see the chef's skills. If we don't get to know each other, we can become friends and supervise each other in the future!"

Leng Yingchun's goal is very clear, which is to become good friends through competition with the chef.

If I really want to be in the catering industry in the future, at least I will have someone to give me advice.

"Guest sir?" the waiter urged from the front, "Let's go quickly. While there aren't many people here to dine, the chef is free. Let's give it a try!"

Leng Yingchun didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he went to the kitchen, followed by Zheng Guangyang and Leng Yinghuan.

The chef was a fat man, and when he learned through the waiter that Leng Yingchun was challenging his cooking skills, he immediately became angry and handed the spatula to Leng Yingchun.

"Little girl, you are too arrogant. Come here and let me see how you fry the rice."

Leng Yingchun took the spatula unceremoniously and took the moldy rice handed over by the sous chef.

The rice was indeed not very good. Leng Yingchun shook his head.

"Moldy rice is poisonous. Even if it is cooked, the toxin in it cannot be killed. It will damage people's stomach and intestines. No matter how well-cooked it is, it cannot be eaten."

"Then you gave up?" the chef asked proudly.

"I'm kidding, of course I can use this moldy rice to make delicious fried rice, but it's poisonous, so why bother harming people and wasting energy? Well, I'll go to Yuelai Building not far away to get some rice and peel it.

, how about we have an egg fried rice competition?" Leng Yingchun suggested.

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OK, OK, go quickly!" The chef asked her to get the rice.

Leng Yingchun arrived at Yuelai Building, entered the space, carried some rice, and went to the kitchen. She ground the rice with the chef. After it became rice, it was steamed into rice.

The shopkeeper heard that there was a cooking competition going on in the kitchen, so he put down what he was doing and came in to watch.

If Leng Yingchun can make delicious food as he thinks, he may consider inviting her back to be a chef.

In order to show fairness, Zheng Guangyang found several merchants to be judges.

The scene suddenly escalated into a tense state. After the shopkeeper gave an order, the two of them each filled a little bit of rice and went to their respective boilers to prepare for a show.

The chef had many people supporting him, and the scene was very shocking.

Leng Yinghuan was worried that Leng Yingchun would be affected, and shouted in a low voice, "Yingchun, don't be anxious, take your time!"

Leng Yingchun made a fist gesture towards Leng Yinghuan, "I will do my best."

Zheng Guangyang watched quietly from the side with his hands behind his back. He saw a tenacity in Leng Yingchun, which he admired.

The chef heated up the oil in a pot, put down two eggs, and stirred it for a while. Then he poured the rice in and stirred it twice. After the rice and eggs were completely mixed, he put some water in the pot and covered it. After a while, he filled it up and served it to the judges.

Tasted.

As a chef, you have to prepare food quickly and serve it in front of the guests.

Leng Yingchun's first two steps are the same as the chef's. No water is added in the second step, and he keeps stir-frying. Slowly, you can see that the rice grains are clearly coated with eggs. Then sprinkle a little salt and stir-fry again.

It’s out of the pot.

She placed the fried rice in front of the judges and stood calmly in front of the chef.

Just by looking at the appearance of the food, the chef knew that he was completely defeated, but he stubbornly insisted on the last dignity.

After the judges tasted Leng Yingchun's, they were all immersed in the joy of egg fried rice. They scooped it up a few more times and gave the remaining bits to the shopkeeper and Zheng Guangyang to taste.

The result was obvious, Leng Yingchun won.

Among the many cheers, she saw the chef sitting aside lonely, but she couldn't laugh anymore. She seemed to have ruined other people's work in her impulsiveness.

She wanted to go over and comfort him, but she was surrounded by those people and left.

The shopkeeper looked at her flatteringly, "Little girl, I have been coming to this shop for many years, and the business has always been booming. Last year, the chef left and was replaced by an apprentice. Coupled with the famine, it was difficult to find a cook.

There are also few customers, and business has plummeted. I wonder if you are willing to join our store? The price will definitely not be lower than other stores."

"Sorry, I'm very busy and have no interest in being a chef in a restaurant!" Leng Yingchun refused, "I'm leaving first, Huanhuan!"

After Leng Yinghuan heard her voice, he grabbed her and ran up. She flew to the roof and ran away, far away from the place of right and wrong.

The shopkeeper asked Zheng Guangyang about Leng Yingchun's situation. Zheng Guangyang didn't say anything clearly, just smiled lightly and left.

Leng Yingchun's carriage passed in front of him and stopped.

"Mr. Zheng, I was in such a hurry just now that I didn't have time to say goodbye to you. Thank you for treating us to a meal and making me stand out." Leng Yingchun smiled gratefully.

She believes that after today's results are passed down, many people will know about her good cooking skills.

This will definitely open up a career for her in the catering industry.

"Little sister, we are destined to be together. My house is right in front. Why don't you come and sit at home?"

Zheng Guangyang wanted to get along with Leng Yingchun. After the late rice matured, maybe Leng Yingchun would reserve the amount of grain for him in advance.

"It's getting late. We have to go back. If we have a chance next time, we'll visit you!" Leng Yingchun refused, and Leng Yinghuan slapped his horse on the back and drove off in the carriage.

"These two kids are so interesting!" Zheng Guangyang smiled, and a boy came and whispered in his ear. He turned around in surprise, "Has Jingxian been here?"

"We saw Mr. Marquis on the way back from the shop inspection. When we reacted, we wanted to call him. His carriage was far away. Based on the direction he came from, we concluded that he had been here.

, after we return home, Master and Madam.@*~~

They all say that they have never seen him, so I will come and talk to the young master to see if you want to go and see him." The young man was helpless.

"I don't know where he will go next. If I chase him, I may not be able to see him. Besides, I have a lot of things to deal with now." Zheng Guangyang shook his head.

Why didn't this cousin come and sit at home for a while? When we meet again, we must scold him bloody.

"Master, there is one more thing. Your childhood sweetheart, Miss Qin Yan, is here... Hey, Master, where are you going? Madam asked you not to chase the young marquis, so you can go back early to accompany Miss Qin Yan." The boy shouted from behind.

With.

Zheng Guangyang is walking further and further away. He should find a place to stay for a while to avoid Tan Yan.

Leng Yingchun, who stopped in front of the vegetable vendor to pick seeds, felt puzzled when he saw Zheng Guangyang speeding past. How many times did he see him in one day? Does it count as fate?

"Little girl, after you plant these vegetables, you have to water them and add farmyard manure from time to time. Don't just think that you can just plant them and forget about them."

The vegetable seller reminded Leng Yingchun that he was afraid that she would not grow vegetables and waste the seeds.

"Thank you, auntie, I know what to do." Leng Yingchun smiled gratefully and looked at the wrapped seeds. She was very happy when she thought that there would be vegetables soon.

In order to thank the people who helped catch the loaches, Leng Yingchun went to the pastry shop and ordered more than ten pastries.

They stopped when they returned to a location about ten meters away from the door of their house.

The people of Taohua Village looked at the closed door. Zhu Qingqing and the others didn't know where they had gone.
To be continued...