Chapter 800

As he spoke, old Wu smashed his mouth, as if the smell was still echoing in his mouth. "However, when I came here more than ten years ago, I tasted the craft of a young man named Xiong Qiang. Yes, it's seven or eight times the taste I ate 80 years ago. I can only regret... I heard that he died by accident?"

The town leaders didn't expect that old Wu still remembered Xiong Qiang, "yes, he left unexpectedly, leaving a wife and two daughters."

"Is there his daughter who took part in the cooking competition today?"

"That's right." the town leader nodded. "However, the girl has been working outside. If it wasn't for the 500 year old plaque, she wouldn't come back."

As soon as he said this, he directly determined Xiao Wei's motivation.

A philistine who doesn't love Yanjia food and only participates in the cooking duel because the old plaque is valuable.

Sure enough, old Wu frowned slightly after listening to the leaders of the town. However, he didn't make any comment on this, but said, "the old plaque can't fall into the hands of people with ulterior motives."

"That's natural. Just because I think so, I decided to hold this cooking duel. Only those who can cook the best Yanjia dishes can have the old plaque." the town leader said with high sounding.

When it was time for the formal duel, the town leaders took the stage to make a simple speech and solemnly introduced Mr. Wu, and the duel officially began.

People from the three restaurants enter in turn. Each restaurant can arrange two people to play, one cooking and one fighting.

Xiaofang is too young, so the landlady can only play with Xiaowei.

The cooking duel is also very simple. Choose any two dishes from all the family dishes and cook them successively. Finally, according to the judges' scores on the two dishes, the winner is finally determined.

The people of the three restaurants all tacitly chose the two dishes that the diners usually order the most and the most popular for cooking.

With the timer pressed, the duel officially began.

Xiaowei took a deep breath and began to cook the first dish in an orderly manner with the help of the landlady.

Originally, those who wanted to see Xiao Wei's jokes were shocked when they saw her knife work and skilled cooking skills.

Isn't this girl always working outside?

Can she really cook Yanjia food?

Dashan is cooking on the stove next to Xiaowei. Seeing such Xiaowei in the corner of her eye, she is really shocked. Anxious, the kitchen knife in my hand almost fell to the ground.

Under the stage, Xiong Wei's eyes were gloomy. Xiao Wei really can cook Yanjia food, which he didn't expect. He whispered a few words to the people around him, and then his face returned to normal.

After a while, it was time to cook.

When the timer rings, everyone on the stage should leave the stove with both hands.

Before the bell rang, Xiao Wei had prepared the dishes.

She was second only to Kongji. Looking at the mountain on one side, she hurriedly loaded the plate at the moment the bell rang.

Therefore, his dishes are messy and dirty. First of all, he makes a big discount on the whole dish.

Three of the same dishes were brought to the jury at the same time.

For a moment, the food was fragrant, and the onlookers on the scene were greedy Just smelling the taste.

Old Wu didn't move, and the town leader and another cook didn't dare to move first.

Old Wu sat there, his eyes passing over the three dishes one by one. Except that he frowned when he saw the dish in Dashan, the others had no special expression.

Then old Wu picked up his chopsticks and first tasted the mountain road.