Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 995 Just Wait To Lose
Ashikaga Kenjiro came to look for Yang Song again. This kid learned to be smart and didn't make trouble during business hours. He even brought a professional translator.

"I'm ready, we can start the game anytime." His face was full of anticipation, like a boy with pimples who confessed his love in public, waiting for the other party to give him an answer.

Yang Song looked at Ashikaga Kenjiro for a toothache: "The game is the game, what do you want to do dressed like this?"

A tuxedo black suit with a bow, shiny leather shoes, patterned socks, and even perfume.

"It's my sincerity to look solemn. I want to win you with my best posture!"

Yang Song: "As long as you are happy, let's start the comparison."

There are too many people looking for Yang Song to challenge their cooking skills, and there is a challenge ring arranged in the center of the food street.

Put the kitchen utensils and ingredients on it, and the chef can go to the stage by lifting his feet.

"Today we are comparing noodles with fried sauce and seafood!"

"Compared to two?"

"It's just comparing the next two games together. I can't accept the situation of one win and one loss with you for too long."

In the first game, Yang Song had already won, and from that time until now, Ashikaga Kenjiro felt that he was always in a dark period.

He has to win the second game quickly, and win the third game seamlessly, so that he is the final winner, there is no tie, and he is the king under the stars.

For making noodles, Ashikaga Kenjiro is a boss, an unparalleled boss.

Losing to Yang Song once is enough.

"I want to let you know what the King of Faces is."

Yang Song rolled his eyes with self-cultivation: "Go out for a walk if you have nothing to do."

It is not advisable to sit and watch the sky.

Yang Song went to the warehouse behind the bamboo forest, and came out again, pushing a small cart with ingredients on it.

"Stop talking nonsense, start early and end early, I have to go shopping with my girlfriend later."

Ashikaga Kenjiro immediately called Gua Li Gua to urge him.

"Yang Song, do you know that my ingredients this time are specially shipped from our Dahe country!"

"Your ordinary ingredients will tremble in front of my precious ingredients."

"In making food, the most important thing is the ingredients. Before you start, you have already lost to me."

Obviously, since Yang Song promised to start the challenge at any time last time, this kid just went to prepare the ingredients.

Today, when the ingredients are in place, he can't wait to pick things up.

Yang Song: "I'll give you a chance, you can use my ingredients, or if you need any ingredients, I can ask my friend to send them."

Ashikaga Kenjiro: "Hehe, do you think that I will give you my ingredients? Don't think about it! We each use our own ingredients, so don't try to take advantage. As a chef, finding high-quality ingredients is also a strength. One, I won't let you!"

Yang Song spread his hands: "Just as long as you are happy."

A letter group exploded.

"The challenge between Song Ge and Ashikaga Kenjiro is about to begin!"

"It's so lucky, I'm right at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion."

"I've already asked for a good leave of absence. I've already booked a car. I'll be there soon."

"plus one."

……

"Arrive at the battlefield in 15 minutes."

"Nimma, why am I out of town again?"

"Oh my god, luckily I didn't get on the plane, so I can get a refund."

"Brother Song, wait for me, I'm the boss and I don't need to ask for leave."

After lunch time, the lonely food street became lively at a very fast speed.

With the arena as the center, layers of people formed a big circle.

The most interesting thing is that everyone is sitting on a small bench.

A tall person accidentally sat in the front, and consciously changed the small bench to sit on the other side. The bench was short and did not block the sight of the people behind.

People who are really tall, such as two-meter giants, should be conscious and don't sit in the first two rows.

Delicate people are very proud, they sit where they want.

In 10 minutes, Ashikaga Kenjiro's ingredients were ready.

The ring competition officially begins.

There are as many flavors of Zhajiang noodles in Huaxia as there are families.

He Guo also has its own special fried noodles.

"I want to win you with your Huaxia noodles!" Ashikaga Kenjiro put on an apron: "You Huaxia have many excellent things, but you don't know how to cherish them. It is our country that carried forward those things. I want to tell you the truth. You, the great chefs of any country, can make truly excellent Jajiangmian."

Yang Song: "Why do you talk so much every time you cook?"

Ashikaga Kenjiro: "I am declaring, telling you the reason for failure, this is the life principle for all of you Chinese people!"

"We have a saying here that the villain dies because of talking too much, you learn it." Yang Song had already washed his hands and started kneading the dough.

Again, a real chef starts with making noodles.

Ashikaga Kenjiro looked constipated, he didn't say any more, he snorted heavily, and quickly started making noodles.

He must make the noodles better than Yang Song this time. The last time he lost was definitely because his hands were slow.

People who can't afford to lose always like to find various reasons.

All excuses.

When making fried noodles, the best noodles should be round noodles, because they are strong enough.

Yang Song knew this truth, and Ashikaga Kenjiro also knew it.

They do all round noodles.

In the form of ramen noodles, round noodles can be made.

Yang Song and Ashikaga Kenjiro have the same method.

There is no need for longxu noodles, and the round noodles suitable for making jajang noodles don't need to be so thin, and naturally they don't need to be pulled too many times.

In this regard, Yang Song's superb buttoning technology cannot be brought into play.

As long as he doesn't face down fifteen times, his chances of winning are big enough.

The two made the noodles almost at the same time and put them aside to wake up.

Then start chopping diced pork, stir diced meat, and make fried sauce.

"Ashikaga Kenjiro moved a lot faster this time?"

"I see."

It's hard not to see that when Ashikaga Kenjiro was boiling the sauce, Yang Song hadn't started yet, the old boy's expression was - I'm faster than you, so I'm sure to win.

Shitty.

Very arrogant.

Yang Song didn't seem to notice anything, he took out the meat in a steady manner, washed the pot, and started frying the scallion oil.

He was at least two steps behind Kenjiro Ashikaga.

At the stage of boiling the sauce, you can boil the noodles.

Ashikaga Kenjiro didn't want to waste a second, both stoves were turned on, the sauce had just been boiled, and when the fire was turned off, the noodles on the other side were just cooked.

He has a good grasp of the heat.

Take out the noodles, put them on the plate, pour over the sauce, and stir well.

"I'm done!" Ashikaga Kenjiro raised his hand high, and the young lady in cheongsam took the noodles away and sent them to the judges.

Each of the three judges gets a bowl, so there is no competition.

“The noodles are moderately soft and firm, very good.”

"This sauce is also fried well. If I'm not mistaken, the pork you used is fragrant pork fed at the same level as Kobe lobster. The meat is very fragrant and has a slight sweetness, and it blends well with soybean sauce wonderful."

"More than that, the onions, green peppers, and cucumbers here are all top-grade, especially your soybean paste. The soybeans in it are fermented very well, which adds a lot of color to this bowl of fried noodles. Good food requires more than a superb cook. Art requires excellent ingredients, and this bowl of noodles is really good.”

"Ashikaga Kenjiro Zhudama is in front, Yang Song wants to win, it is very difficult."

The judges spoke highly of Kenjiro Ashikaga's noodles, which made Kenjiro Ashikaga even more complacent: "Yang Song, you might as well just admit defeat."

(End of this chapter)