Qi Cuiting invited four judges in total, including the two of them and Ma Deliang, chairman of the Nanwu Catering Association, as well as Jia Xuegong, the chef of the kitchen of Dongxing Hotel. Including her own five judges, they all arrived.

Qi Cuiting accompanied the four judges to talk in the living room. Water-patterned shrimp whisker curtains were hung on the window of the living room. On the wall were the ink-splashed landscapes painted by Cao Xiukun, a famous calligrapher of Yun'an. The deep green floor tiles were laid on the ground. There were six brown rattan chairs on the left and right. The two walls were made of red sandalwood, carved with birds and beasts, and landscape figures. Looking from the gap, there were flower rooms on both sides. There were four small ventilation fans in each of the flower rooms, which continuously brought the fresh air and the fragrant fragrance of flowers in the flower rooms into the living room, floating between the guests. Although people were sitting indoors, they could still feel the freshness and fragrance of nature. The guests who came secretly praised the exquisite design of the backyard.

In addition to food, Ma Deliang also has a special preference for gardening. This is not the first time he has come to this banquet hall. Every time he comes, he will be amazed at this small courtyard.

Qi Cuiting is 49 years old this year. She and Miao Suiyi are 30 years apart. When Miao Suiyi died, she was only 34 years old. After marriage, they had a son named Miao Guangda. After graduating from university, they stayed in Yangcheng, eastern Guangdong. The relationship between mother and son has never been very good. Miao Guangda rarely comes to Nanwu even during festivals. Today is the big day of the Yanxi Hall. As a young boss, he did not show up. This incident further verifies the rumors of the disagreement between mother and son.

Qi Cuiting first expressed her gratitude to the guests for the arrival of the guests. It is impossible for her to have such great face, a woman. All the people who came to support her today are looking at the face of Miao Suiyi, the chef god Miao Suiyi, who accumulated good deeds during her lifetime, was kind-hearted and made countless friends. Although he passed away for fifteen years, his influence was still there.

Miao Suiyi’s eldest disciple Shen Wantang, the third disciple Qian Guisheng, and the fifth disciple Mao Guoyuan have all arrived, but only the second disciple Zhu Dacheng has not yet appeared. Qi Cuiting quietly called Qian Guisheng to her side and asked in a low voice: “Why haven’t Dacheng arrived yet?”

Qian Guisheng said: "I just called and my cell phone is closed."

Qi Cuiting frowned, and she began to worry about whether Zhu Laoer would abstain from power. Today's internal cooking competition is the first and the last time in Yanxitang after twenty years. After this competition, Yanxitang will be acquired by Xinyuejiang Group and will no longer belong to their Miao family property.

Qi Cuiting whispered: "You go out and have a look. The official competition will begin at 10 o'clock. On such a big day, I hope you all will be there."

Qian Guisheng nodded and turned around.

Song Xuan took a sip of tea. Compared to his arrogant attitude outside the door just now, Song Xuan was obviously much more low-key and humble. He was ordered to come today. The old gang leader Zhuang Qiu owed Miao Sui Yi's favor in the past, so Miao Sui Yi's widow Qi Cuiting invited Zhuang Qiu to serve as a judge. Zhuang Qiu happened to be in good health. Although he could not come in person, he sent himself to show his solemnity. Although the Banquet Hall was a little famous in Song Xuan's eyes, it was just a small restaurant after all. There were so many prominent figures gathered today, and the movement was a bit too big.

Qi Cuiting slowly dropped the teacup and said, "Today I invite you all over, the purpose is to ask everyone to help you testify. Through this internal food competition, select the best disciple from the younger generation of Yanxi Hall and pass on the old man's cloud-cutting sword to him."

Jia Xuegong interjected, "Mrs. Miao, I heard that Mr. Miao's lifelong cooking experience is hidden in the sword of the slaying cloud. I wonder if this matter is true?" Not only did he care about this matter, but everyone else was concerned about it.

Qi Cuiting smiled indifferently and said, "The old man walked too fast back then and didn't have time to explain many things. He just told me to choose a suitable candidate among the younger generation and pass it on to him. This knife has always been kept by Mr. Xie. I don't know what the secret is."

Everyone's eyes were all turned to Xie Yunan.

Xie Yunan smiled and said, "I have always kept this Yun-slaying knife in the safe and have never moved it. Today I have brought this knife." He winked at his nephew Xie Zhongliang.

Xie Zhongliang handed the black suitcase in his hand to Xie Yunan. Xie Yunan entered the password in front of everyone, opened the suitcase, uncovered the red silk wrapped on it, but saw a sharp kitchen knife in it, seven inches long, three inches high, half-arc blade, three inches wide, and a golden dragon with teeth and claws on the ridge. The dragon head is opposite to the knife head. The place where the dragon kiss is opened is the joint part of the hilt and the blade body. The handle of the knife is made of ebony, and the outside is wrapped with pearl fish skin, and is wrapped with gold wire and reinforced with gold wire. Although this knife has not seen the light of day for fifteen years, it is still sharp and very cold.

The guests who came today have all seen big scenes, but this is the first time I have seen such exquisite kitchen knives.

Jia Xuegong and Ma Deliang looked at each other. As the head of the kitchen of the Dongxing Hotel, Jia Xuegong praised: "What a good knife!" Ma Deliang sighed: "Only a chef-like figure like Mr. Miao can afford this good knife." His sigh was sincere, but he made Jia Xuegong feel a little embarrassed without any intention. After all, Jia Xuegong is also a celebrity in the Nanwu catering industry and the most representative figure in the Nanwu cooking industry after Miao Suiyi's death. Ma Deliang's words clearly mean that he is not good. Although the bloody man was unhappy, he could not refute it. After all, he was still a little self-aware. With his current level, he was still far from Miao Suiyi.

Xie Yun'an said: "This knife has been kept in my hands for fifteen years. I have always stored this box in a safe and have never been opened."

Song Xuan smiled and said, "It's really rare, Lao Xie, I remember you are a master of using swords. Facing such a good knife, are you really not moved at all?" He paused for a moment and then suddenly realized, "By the way, I almost forgot that you, Lao Xie, use a knife, hehe, this knife is too big and too silly, and it doesn't fit your low-key character of using a knife. You don't like seeing the light with a knife." Song Xuan had no respect for Xie Yunan at all.

Most of the other guests at the scene were not from the world and did not know the grudges in the world. However, almost everyone knew that Xie Yunan and Miao had a random relationship and were the guests of Yanxi Hall. Miao gave him the Zhan Yundao to keep before he died. This shows his trust in Xie Yunan and also proves Xie Yunan's status in his heart. It should be said that Xie Yunan is the closest one among everyone and Yanxi Hall. Song Xuan said such words in front of so many people at Yanxi Hall, not only did he not give Xie Yunan face, but also made the face of Yanxi Hall not look good. After all, today's scene was taken by Yanxi Hall.

Qi Cuiting said: "Mr. Song, isn't it important for Mr. Zhuang to have an illness?" He was changing the topic and reminding Song Xuan that the invitation to the banquet hall today was originally Zhuangqiong, not you Song Xuan. Since you are representing Zhuangqiong, you are the guests at our banquet hall. As guests, you must show some respect for the host. How can you be so arrogant?

Song Xuan smiled slightly: "Mrs. Miao, Mr. Zhuang's illness is not bad."

Xie Yunan has a good cultivation today. Although he has been repeatedly provoked by Song Xuan, he has never confronted Song Xuan. It is not that Xie Yunan shows weakness, but that he does not want to have a dispute on his old friend's territory. He smiled and said, "I actually like this knife very much, but unfortunately it's useless for me to bring it. Although I like to eat it, I don't like to make it."

Qi Cuiting said: "So a gentleman stays away from the kitchen, Mr. Xie is a gentleman!" If the words just now are a bit tactful, this sentence is to push Xie Yun'an with a clear standpoint. To say that Xie Yun'an is a true gentleman, it is alluding to Song Xuan's behavior today.

Song Xuan picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea. He stopped talking. There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, as if he had not heard Qi Cuiting's words. With his identity as Song Xuan, he would not have been skeptical about a woman.

Qi Cuiting looked at the time. There were still five minutes left before ten o'clock. She whispered: "According to the rules set by the old man during his lifetime, the cooking competition within our Yanxi Hall is generally divided into two steps. One is the question dish, and the other is to play it at will. For fairness, I want to discuss this question dish with you and decide." She winked, and all the disciples, including Shen Wantang, retreated.

Shen Wantang and his junior brother Mao Guoyuan came to the locust tree in the courtyard. Mao Guoyuan said intentionally or unintentionally: "Why haven't the second senior brother arrived yet?"

Shen Wantang smiled indifferently and said, "Maybe he thought there was no chance of winning, so he didn't dare to come."

Mao Guoyuan said: "Brother, you know him better than me. His personality is better than deformed than bend, and even if he dies, he will never admit defeat."
Chapter completed!