Three thousand flowers are just for you

Today is probably the most troublesome day for Donghua in the past 36 years, because the hands that used to hold Cang He and killed countless enemies were defeated by the kitchen knife in their hands.

Fengjiu watched Donghua clumsily chopping potatoes with a kitchen knife for a long time. She felt that she had overestimated Donghua's culinary skills... Maybe the first item in the competition was not cutting potatoes, but cutting potato sticks. Wouldn't it be better?

Feng Jiu was a little frustrated: "Shaoyang, take a break, you have already cut half a pot of potatoes, your level has always been so stable, the potato shreds are still as thick as chopsticks, I will fry them for you to eat tonight!"

Donghua put down the kitchen knife and smiled: "This knife is not easy to use..."

Feng Jiu looked at Donghua with some disdain and said, "Could it be that you cut a potato and use Canghe?"

Donghua thought about it and said, "It's okay to use a dagger..."

Feng Jiu lowered her head and said, "Okay, don't tease me anymore, have you ever seen someone cut vegetables with a dagger?"

Donghua imagined a dagger, waved it in front of Fengjiu's eyes, and said, "Try it with a dagger and you'll know?" He picked up a potato and threw it into the air, and the dagger in his hand was gesticulating in the air. for a while.

Fengjiu just watched Donghua waving the dagger in the air very quickly. In the blink of an eye, Donghua picked up an empty plate and caught the potatoes flying in the air. The potatoes fell on the plate in the same way. inside.

Feng Jiu finally laughed loudly: "You should cut it with a kitchen knife, at least it can be cut into chopsticks, and you can still eat it when you stir-fry..."

Donghua walked up to Feng Jiu with the plate and said, "Look carefully..."

Feng Jiu carefully looked at the potatoes in front of her, and saw that the surface was covered with small vertical and horizontal squares, so she touched them lightly with her hands unconsciously.With this touch, it was just in the shape of a potato, and it spread out to both sides in an instant. At this time, the potatoes on the plate turned into thin and uniform potato shreds. These shredded potatoes were better than those cut by Feng Jiu, making Feng Jiu suspicious Did Donghua use some kind of immortal method?

Fengjiu looked at Donghua in surprise, pointed at the shredded potatoes on the plate and said, "You cut it, but it was changed by the fairy method..."

Donghua raised his eyebrows, and asked Fengjiu with a proud face, "What do you think?"

Feng Jiu seemed to have just realized it, hugged Donghua with a smile and said, "Shaoyang, you are so amazing!" Feng Jiu instantly felt that she must have saved the Milky Way in her previous life, otherwise how could she meet such a powerful man.

Donghua was still holding the plate in his hand, and being hugged by Feng Jiu so suddenly, he almost dropped the plate on the ground, and after hearing what Feng Jiu said, his pride soared, and he cleared his throat and said, "When I put the plate down, you can't wait until I put the plate down." hug!"

Fengjiu jumped up, took the plate from Donghua's hand, looked at the shredded potatoes on the plate and said, "It's unexpected, it turns out that you can cut vegetables with a dagger..."

Donghua smiled: "What else do I have to learn?"

Feng Jiu put down the plate and said, "Next, fry the shredded potatoes!"

Donghua nodded and said, "Then come!"

With a loud noise, the customers drinking tea in the teahouse in front, Yanzhi Zilan who was helping to serve the tea, and Yinger who was in charge of the checkout were all startled for three seconds, then Zilan came to his senses and rushed to the kitchen , followed by Rouge who hurried over.

At this moment, Fengjiu was holding a pot lid in his hand, and looked at Donghua in horror. Donghua was holding a spatula in his hand, with a look of lovelessness on his face.An iron pan fell to the ground, the bottom of the pan was cracked, uncooked shredded potatoes and broken plates were scattered on the ground...

Rouge looked at the mess all over the floor, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

Feng Jiu smiled awkwardly: "Our young master heated the oil too hot, and then the pot caught fire. I was about to cover the pot, but unexpectedly, the young master threw away the shredded potatoes in his hand and smashed the pot... "

Zilan didn't hold back, and laughed on the spot, Yan Zhi was stunned for two seconds, and then laughed too.

Donghua threw away the spatula in his hand, pulled out the folding fan from his waist, opened it a few times, raised his eyebrows and said: "It happened suddenly, I have no other choice!"

Feng Jiu put down the lid of the pot, and said to Yanzhi: "Yanzhi, I'm sorry, I made your kitchen look like this..."

Yan Zhi shook her head: "It's okay, it's just that one pot is broken, just change it."

Zilan laughed and said, "I'm going to buy another pot..." After speaking, she took Yanzhi and left.

Feng Jiu sighed, and said to Donghua: "Tomorrow's competition, I should participate by myself!"

Donghua said without thinking: "Jiu'er, don't be discouraged, I will get that prize back..."

Feng Jiu glanced at Donghua suspiciously, and couldn't bear to hit him, so she nodded.

Donghua thought for a while and said, "Jiu'er, I'll go out right away, and I may not come back tonight, but I will definitely go to tomorrow's game."

Feng Jiu looked puzzled: "Where are you going? Did something happen to Jiu Chongtian?"

Donghua raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't tell me now, I'll tell you tomorrow!"

Feng Jiu nodded heavily and said, "Okay, then you should be careful, I'll wait for you to come back!"

Donghua nodded, and disappeared into a wisp of smoke.

Seeing Donghua leave, Feng Jiu shook her head and cleaned up the mess in the kitchen...

After dinner in the evening, Feng Jiu didn't sleep with Ying'er anymore, but rested in Donghua's wing room. Anyway, Donghua won't come back tonight, and it's really uncomfortable to share the bed with Ying'er... …

The next morning, Feng Jiu got up and washed up, and went to the front hall, only to see three people sitting at the dining table, but they were sitting unnaturally.Feng Jiu came over and asked, "Why are you all sitting here?"

Ying'er stammered, "Eat, have breakfast..."

Feng Jiu saw that there were no bowls and chopsticks on the table except for three people, so she asked suspiciously, "What about breakfast?"

At this time, only Donghua's voice was heard: "Breakfast is here..."

Feng Jiu turned around in surprise, and met Donghua's shining eyes. Donghua smiled and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Seeing Donghua holding two bowls of porridge in his hand, Feng Jiu blinked and asked, "What, what do you mean?"

Donghua handed Fengjiu a bowl of porridge, raised his eyebrows and said, "Eat breakfast, I made it..."

Feng Jiu took the bowl, looked at the porridge in the bowl and asked, "You really made this?"

After Donghua nodded, he said to the other three people: "What are you doing here? If you want to eat, go serve it yourself!"

The three of them came to their senses and got up to go to the kitchen one after another!

Feng Jiu sat down, took a sip of the porridge in the bowl, and felt that it was extremely fragrant, smooth and tender in the mouth, and could not be tasted at all, it was the taste of porridge.Feng Jiu gulped it down and said, "How do you do it? A bowl of white porridge will be so delicious..."

Donghua smiled and asked, "Is it delicious? Do you want another bowl?"

Feng Jiu nodded: "It's so delicious, of course we have to eat more!"

Donghua handed his own bowl to Fengjiu and said, "You eat my bowl first, and I'll fill another bowl." After speaking, he got up and went to the kitchen.

While eating, Feng Jiu murmured in her heart, how could Donghua's culinary skills have risen to such a level in just one night?What did he do tonight?Just thinking about it, Donghua came back.

Feng Jiu saw that Donghua didn't have a bowl in his hand, and asked, "Why did you come back empty-handed?"

Donghua sat down and said with a smile: "They have already eaten up..."

Seeing that there was still half a bowl left in her own bowl, Feng Jiu pushed it in front of Donghua and said, "There is still half a bowl left, you can eat it!"

Donghua smiled: "Eat it, if I eat it, you will have nothing to eat!"

Feng Jiu filled a spoonful of porridge, handed it to Donghua's mouth and said, "Eat it. It's okay for me to eat less, you can make it for me later!"

Donghua ate a spoonful of porridge and said, "Okay, if you want to eat it later, I'll make it again..."

While feeding Donghua, Feng Jiu asked, "Shaoyang, how did your cooking become so good? Yesterday it was obvious..." I didn't dare to say the following sentence "almost burned the kitchen".

While eating, Donghua said, "I'll tell you after I win that golden kitchen knife..."

After Feng Jiu finished feeding half a bowl of porridge, the three people who had just gone to the kitchen finally came out.After tidying up, we closed the teahouse and went to the competition venue together.

The location of the competition was set in a relatively open field. When the few people arrived, many people had already surrounded them.I saw a large high platform standing in the middle, and the stoves on the high platform are very unique. Counting carefully, there are actually 32 stoves.The three tables on the left side of the high platform are the judges' seats, the right side is the waiting area for the contestants, and the audience area is naturally directly in front of the high platform.

Several people found a place to sit down. Not long after Fengjiu and Donghua sat down, many eyes were cast on them. Fengjiu was still holding Cang He, with a look of keeping away from strangers, but it scared no one. Dare to strike up a conversation.At this time, someone began to report the names of the contestants.Those who register their names must go to the contestant waiting area.After a while, Bai Yu's name was reported, Donghua got up slowly, and walked over with a folding fan in his hand.

All the contestants were dressed in high hats and white aprons, and dressed as chefs. Only Donghua was still wearing a lavender robe, holding a folding fan in his hand. He was dressed like a rich man, and he stood out among many contestants. .

After the names of the players have been reported, the rules of the game will be introduced again.The competition is divided into three items. The first item is the competition of knife skills. Whoever cuts more potatoes with uniform thickness will win. Only ten winners will be selected for this item.The second item is very simple. In an hour, cook one dish that you are best at. After the three judges taste it, they agree that the delicious one can pass, and the rest will be eliminated. Only three people can win this item.The last item, which is also the most difficult item, is to use the same ingredients within the specified time to make the dish that you think is the best, and then the judges will taste it and decide the final winner.

After Donghua patiently listened to the long-winded competition rules, he thought that the competition was about to start. Who would have thought that there would be some introductions from the judges and sponsors...

Donghua impatiently opened the fan and fanned it, his eyes drifted to Feng Jiu's body.I saw a few people sitting together at this moment not knowing what to say, as if they were very happy.Donghua was disappointed for a while, and just as he looked away, he heard the middle-aged man with a goatee sitting in the middle of the judges' seat opposite him say: "Young man in purple, did you go to the wrong place? "

Donghua raised his eyebrows and glanced at the person opposite, "Isn't this the competition waiting area?"

The man asked again: "Why do you come here dressed like this? Although you look handsome, you can't come to the competition dressed like this. Look at how other people dress..."

Donghua raised his eyebrows, and fanned the fan harder and harder in his hand: "This is a cooking competition, what does it have to do with what clothes I wear?"

At this time, everyone present fell silent.

The man was speechless for a while, and stared at Donghua a few times: "You, you..."

Seeing that the judges were angry, Feng Jiu panicked. Now that she offends no one, she can't offend the judges. If only one of the judges is unhappy, is there any drama?When he was in a hurry, Donghua said again: "This..." After a pause, he continued: "This judge, if you are unhappy with me, you can eliminate me. You have the right..." Donghua As soon as Hua's words came out, the audience gasped. Aren't these words clearly provocative, if Donghua is to be eliminated, it would be to avenge the public for the sake of private interests!

The judge was even more angry, but he couldn't say anything. Is it possible that he is really going to be eliminated?Wouldn't that justify his accusation of public revenge, so he can only eat Coptis chinensis in silence, without saying a word...

The other two judges came to round up the field, and after a few words, the competition officially started!