5: Chapter 5 Competition

Chapter 5 Competition

With the knife in his hand, in just three to five minutes Kung Fu tofu and carrots had already turned into thin strands of hair. 2

Sun Qing casually picked up a handful of tofu threads. With the help of his hand, the tofu threads turned into tofu dregs.

"Mu Fangfang, how did you cut it? "This tofu thread actually broke with a pinch?"

Pleasure turned around and covered her face as she walked out of the kitchen.

No, let's settle the war between women by themselves. This was too scary. Not to mention tofu, even a piece of tofu would n' t be able to handle it.

The corner of Mu Fangfang's mouth twitched. Mu Fangfang was angry at the fact that he had to be trained. Now, there was a more critical Sun Qing...

"Then I'll trouble you Chef Sun cut me a piece of tofu that wo n' t break."

"You dare to instigate me?"

Sun Qing naturally knew that he was in the wrong, so he turned around and left the kitchen mercilessly." Elder Zhao, urge her to practice her knife skills."

Elder Zhao was an uncle in his forties and his attitude towards Mu Fangfang was extremely friendly.

"Xiao Mu, look at this. I didn't say it. Do n' t make it difficult for Uncle Zhao. Just endure it for two days. Uncle Zhao will cook you some delicious food, okay?"

Looking at Elder Zhao's conflicted expression, Mu Fangfang could n' t help but agree to it for the time being. He obediently practiced for two days.

Elder Zhao had indeed done what he said. He had changed his ways over the past two days to cook delicious food for Mu Fangfang. Mu Fangfang was still very satisfied with this.

At noon on the third day, Elder Zhao couldn't get busy anymore. Mu Fangfang volunteered to lay hands on Elder Zhao, but before he could finish cutting the dish, Sun Qing stepped on Hentian Gao and entered.

"Mu Fangfang, have I allowed you to run around?"

Sun Qing was already tall and tall, but now she was standing at a height of 1.6 meters tall. She was barely a petite Mu Fangfang 15 centimeters tall.

"Chef Sun, the cosmetics on your body taste too heavy. It might affect the food."

Knowing that it was impossible for him and Sun Qing to coexist, Mu Fangfang didn't intend to be polite with Sun Qing. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him.

Sun Qing had always been like this, so how could he stand being pushed open by Mu Fangfang?

"Let me tell you, I'll be the one to decide this chef."

"Really?" Mu Fangfang put down the kitchen knife in his hand and wiped his sweat with a towel on his shoulder.

"All I know is that Joan Lin isn't your Sun Qing territory. After all, you do n' t deserve these three words."

Sun Qing was angered to the point her fingers were trembling. Back then, she had been dug up from another store by a high salary, so these people had always turned a blind eye to her. Ever since this Mu Fangfang appeared, not only had they taken 10% of the shares, they also had a faint tendency to surpass themselves. How could such an arrogant Sun Qing endure it?

"It's not up to you to decide whether I' m fit or not."

Seeing Sun Qing exhausted, Mu Fangfang tilted his head and said," Then let's see the real chapter."

Sun Qing looked at Mu Fangfang like he was looking at an idiot.

"Do you know how many awards I have won?"

He walked quickly to his work area and Mu Fangfang washed away the vegetable residue in his hands.

"There's already a competition between us. Sun Qing, we do n' t just talk about our names."

After saying this, Mu Fangfang pulled his white kitchen clothes down and put on his hat. He looked like he was about to start a war. How could Sun Qing easily admit defeat in front of so many people? His face darkened and he said," Elder Zhao, help me get my clothes."

Old Zhao, who had been named, quickly ran to Sun Qing office. Ever since Sun Qing came over, other than some big shots, she had rarely cooked. This time, it was rare to see two people with equal status. Old Zhao secretly felt a pinch of sweat for this new girl.

When he picked up his clothes, Elder Zhao turned around and saw the photos on Sun Qing desk. Wasn't this a big Boss? Why would his photo appear here? Elder Zhao was stunned when he heard the call from outside. He quickly came to his senses and walked out with the things he should have taken.

Mu Fangfang was very competitive. Before Sun Qing was ready, he wouldn't make a move first. Sun Qing took off the ring on his hand and washed his hands." Mu Fangfang, don't say I' m bullying you. It's not too late for you to quit now. Otherwise, I' ll make you lose so much that you won't know how to cut vegetables from now on."

At this point, Mu Fangfang wouldn't admit defeat." Alright, I' ve never met an opponent like this before. I really want to taste the taste of losing without cutting vegetables." Hearing Mu Fangfang's words Sun Qing her heart was filled with undisguised ridicule, which made her furious.

"Other than those who are currently working on the spoon, the rest of them are coming to Judges." Sun Qing couldn't wait for a slap to Mu Fangfang face, but she knew she could n' t. Otherwise, she would admit that she was inferior to others. She hadn't suffered such a grievance since she was so old.

Hearing Sun Qing's words, everyone put down their lives and came over to watch. Those who could n' t come could only turn into regrets and toss their spoon.

There were all sorts of kitchen after Joan Lin. After the two of them had chosen the ingredients and tools, Elder Zhao announced the start of the countdown. He saw Mu Fangfang neatly handle the chicken. Then, he put the cut potatoes and all kinds of ingredients into his open stomach. After a few cuts, he wrapped them in tin paper and put them into the oven.

Mu Fangfang still remembered that his father had said that when different ingredients were combined, they would have different tastes, and when they were combined with the Chinese special casserole soup, it would be more nourishing. Mu Fangfang thought about it and didn't stop. He put the prepared onion, ginger and garlic into a casserole, then added a proper amount of boiling water and boiled it.

While waiting for his original broiler to come out of the oven, Mu Fangfang looked at the Sun Qing beside him. Sun Qing simply brought a steak. While frying the steak, he began to stir up the sauce. The two of them seemed to be evenly matched.

The employees who were acting as Judges were staring at the two of them. The steak was cooked until it was half cooked. The Mu Fangfang chicken had already been stewed in the casserole. A strong fragrance came from it.

Both of them had entered the final stage. It was clear that Sun Qing didn't think of Mu Fangfang as a real opponent. Sun Qing thought that as long as he casually made a dish, he would be able to make Mu Fangfang roll home.

Everyone cut a small piece of steak and drank a small bowl of chicken soup. The Mu Fangfang chicken and potatoes melted in the mouth, making people want to eat more. Although the Sun Qing steak looked good and smelled good, it felt like it was missing a bit.

Mu Fangfang looked at these Judges with great anticipation. She knew that if she won this debt, she would definitely be able to stand here. Moreover, she had carefully observed the expressions of each Judges after tasting it. It was clear that her dishes were slightly better.

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