"They eat the third chopsticks!"

Jiang Tao glanced at Shi Lei quietly. Shi Lei didn't look at Jiang Tao this time.

"Fourth chopsticks!"

This time, Shi Lei stared at Jiang Tao. Jiang Tao didn't look at Shi Lei.

"Fifth chopsticks!"

The sixth chopsticks, the seventh chopsticks

There are countless numbers. Jiang Tao and Shi Lei are like a game. They eat chopsticks one after another, as if they were going to kill the whole fish.

No, they even want to kill fish bones, even plates.

In general cooking competitions, judges try dishes only by taking two bites. I've never met such a contestant who takes one bite and I take one bite and eats endlessly.

"They didn't want to have some with us?"

"Yes, two fish, or such a big fish, why don't you leave us some?"

"The big guy has been watching it for a long time. Are you hungry?"

"Don't you feel flustered when you eat such a big fish?"

"Don't eat you two!"

"Cooks don't spit out thorns when they eat fish."

"Play?"

"We are also very tired. Let's eat some fish to replenish our body."

There are too many meals in Tianxiang building. The diners are very familiar with each other. Yang Song is sitting here. They all thought that when they saw delicious food in Tianxiang building, they wanted to eat first.

Hiccup——

It's over. Jiang Tao and Shi Lei are full.

There's no fish.

Melon eaters: "this is your fault. We watched it for a long time and didn't give it a taste."

Jiang Tao doesn't understand: "why should I give you a taste?"

"Don't you understand?" Shi Lei is used to it: "I'll make some more for the big guy and eat and play."

"Stone kitchen really knows."

"Jiangchu, you have to learn."

"The fish is fresh today. How about some steamed fish?"

Shi Lei said: "steamed, braised, and a few stews, everyone can eat a bowl!"

"Jiang Tao also came to help!" Shi Lei also brought Jiang Tao.

And Jiang Tao followed.

The two chefs started from killing fish and cooperated with each other to make a fish feast.

Yang Song didn't help at all. He ate with others. He ate the most.

"It's a great day! The fish is comfortable!"

"The fish soup stewed with crucian carp tastes really good."

"Xiang, I knew that the braised fish in stone kitchen has improved again."

"I haven't eaten enough. I have to go to Tianxiang building to eat fish tomorrow."

"The steamed fish didn't put any salt at all. It was all dipped. It tasted so fresh that I could hear the fish diving."

"It's delicious!"

"I don't know how delicious the whole fish feast made by chef Yang is."

The crowd was so lively that Shi Lei gave Jiang Tao a bowl of fish soup: "cushion, I'm starving!"

I was so busy cooking that I almost fainted. This is the cook.

Jiang Tao took it impolitely, looked up and drank it. Shi Lei handed over a bowl of fish soup noodles: "try it, my apprentice did well."

Crucian carp has been fried on both sides. Add a pig spareribs to stew the soup. Cook the fine noodles and sprinkle a handful of finely chopped scallions. The fish soup is fragrant.

A bowl of noodles will relieve hunger and fatigue.

Jiang Tao said, "I lost."

He made his most successful braised fish, and Shi Lei did better than him.

"That's very kind. I've done a little better than you." Shi Lei doesn't want to be proud at all.

Jiang Tao has been better than him for seven or eight years. He can finally surpass. How can he be unhappy and proud?

"I'm more lucky than you. When I meet chef Yang and get his advice, my cooking can be a thousand miles a day."

Of course, Jiang Tao knows that he has long known Yang Song's excellent cooking skills, that Yang Song gave his money in Tianxiang building, and that he has made rapid progress in cooking with Yang Song's guidance.

I only heard before, but now seeing is believing.

When he took the first bite of Shi Lei's braised fish, he knew he couldn't win. The second bite felt that he might lose and felt like an illusion. Until the whole fish was finished, Jiang Tao finally determined that he had lost.

After losing the competition, Jiang Tao was not ashamed for the first time, but deeply shocked.

Only half a year, Yang song can make Shi Lei's cooking progress so fast, which is really subverting the imagination.

Some people are chefs and their disciples are so powerful.

"I want to challenge chef Yang." Jiang Tao said calmly.

"Don't go." Shi Lei said, "you can ask him for advice. It's just abuse to compete with him for cooking."

"Why? It's not that competition is the best training?"

"That's a competition with others." Shi Lei was terrified: "Chef Yang, he is not human at all."

How to swear?

"I mean, chef Yang's cooking is not something that ordinary people like us can imagine. You can't even imagine, let alone compete with him, which is particularly shocking." Shi Lei has lingering palpitations.

"All the chefs in Tianxiang building have experienced it. This is the lesson of our predecessors."

Yang Song smashed the field to challenge them. Shi Lei practiced behind his back countless times and failed.

"Through chef Yang's guidance and private practice, we are getting better and better at those dishes, but in any case, we can't compare with the dishes cooked by chef Yang. No, it's impossible."

Speaking of these, Shi Lei felt a lingering fear:

"Chef Yang has countless ways to cook a dish, and each one is delicious."

"True or false?"

"Why don't you believe it?" Shi Lei said, "just say a steamed fish. Steamed, you know, is to put the fish in the pot and steam. Chef Yang has mastered more than 30 different methods. Steamed fish can make so many patterns. Think of others."

Jiang Tao: "you're lying to me."

"I hope I'm lying to you." Shi Lei urged him: "if you don't believe it, you can ask."

Jiang Tao really asked.

"Not more than thirty." Yang Songdao.

Jiang Tao's breath was relieved: "I said it was steamed. How could it be..."

"Forty two." Yang Song added, "I've developed several new ones. Please try them another day."

Jiang Tao's face was struck by thunder:

"There are only forty-two kinds, which makes you laugh." Yang Song said: "I actually want to research out a hundred kinds and make a whole. Now there are less than 50 kinds. The speed is too slow. I have to speed up recently because of the worldly affairs. Otherwise, my hundred fish feast will be difficult to make this year."

"What is a hundred fish feast?" One hundred ways to steam fish?

"No." Yang Song smiled and said, "it's 999 methods of all kinds of fish, not limited to steamed."

One hundred kinds of steaming are only one tenth.

"999? It's impossible!" Jiang Tao: "you are dreaming."

"Yes, but I've always been good at making my dreams come true."

Yang Songjing conscientiously promoted the great cause of accepting Jiang Tao.

"Do you want to learn?"

"There are 42 methods of steamed fish. In addition, I'm good at braised fish, stewed soup, dry frying and so on."

Jiang Tao: "I'm dreaming."

Yang Song said to Shi Lei, "give him a slap."

Then he changed his mouth: "slap him with insult. Give him a punch to wake him up."