Sister Hua dragged Lin Fang to a corner of the kitchen yard and confirmed that no one would eavesdrop on her, so she explained the reason.

"Sir, you don't know anything." Sister Hua sighed, "Whoever works in the Shili Foreign Farm either comes out of the Huaiyang Kitchen Gang or visits the dock of the Huaiyang Kitchen Gang and gets a 'Chefing Permit' from them. Others are not allowed to work in the Shili Foreign Farm."

"So, I can still become a disciple of the Huaiyang Chu Gang?" Lin Fang was still interested in becoming a disciple. Although he learned a lot from Mr. Peng Zilin, not only Sichuan cuisine, but other cuisines have also learned some basic knowledge. However, it is always good to learn more.

"Little sir!" Sister Hua looked at Lin Fang with shock, "You have the skills to cook and cannot be worshipped by your master!" Huaiyang Chu Gang's standards for accepting apprentices are very strict. If you don't say anything else, you can't get over the one you are allowed to take the skills to become a master!"

"How is that?" Lin Fang smacked his lips with a little regret, "That's it."

Sister Hua: "..."

"If that's the case, then go to a dock and get a 'chess permit'." Lin Fang thought for a while and asked, "What are the conditions?"

"I'm afraid we can't get the 'chess license'..." Sister Hua smiled bitterly, "If you want to get the 'chess license', you must first offer a hundred yuan to make a fortune. Although this is harsh, I can still take it out. The key is that this second article requires us not to conflict with the members of the 'Huaiyang Chef Gang'. Our crimes against Chen Gui, so naturally they violate this second article."

"Is there no solution?" Lin Fangyang raised his eyebrows, "Is the 'Huaiyang Chu Gang' so domineering?"

"The solution is not without it." Sister Hua hesitated and sighed, "Unless we are willing to bow our heads and ask Chen Gui for his understanding, as long as Chen Gui is willing to forgive us and write a 'Christian love letter', we will take another 100 yuan to the 'Huaiyang Chef Gang's main hall to get a 'Chest license'."

"How do you ask for Chen Gui's understanding?" Lin Fang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Can I still have to bear the thorns and apologize..."

Halfway through, Lin Fang's ears moved and kept his mouth and looked toward him.

"How troublesome is it to apologize for the crime with a thorn? Why not kneel down, knock out all the way and bow out, and slap from beginning to end on this street outside, and say, 'Grandpa Chen Gui, I'm wrong. I'm not good at cooking, and I don't deserve to carry my shoes for you.' Perhaps, I can forgive you, maybe it's not necessarily!"

The visitor spoke frivolously and spoke jokingly, and was gently stroking the goat whiskers on his chin. Who wasn't Chen Gui?

Chen Gui didn't come alone, and there was a middle-aged man in his forties following him.

This middle-aged man was wearing a brown blessed and longevity brocade robe with his hands on his back, and his posture was very arrogant.

Although Chen Gui stood in front of this person, his status seemed to be lower than that of the other party, and he was more like a person responsible for guiding the way.

"How much have you drunk?" Lin Fang couldn't help but sneer, "If you have a peanut, you won't be so drunk."

Chen Gui was stunned for a moment before he realized that Lin Fang was ridiculing him for being nonsense and delusional.

"Boy Lin, you have already given the opportunity to beg for mercy. Since you are ungrateful, don't blame me for being ruthless..." Chen Gui's face turned red with anger, and he turned to another person and said, "Junior Brother Du, please take action!"

Du Changhai nodded slightly and bowed slightly to Lin Fang, "Du Changhai, the special chef of the Huaiyang Chef Gang, according to the rules of our kitchen industry, if there is any conflict, it is just for the 'chef'. Today, I will bet with you, a point. If you win, you will bully my Senior Brother Chen and write it off. If you lose, breaking your right hand will be considered a lesson for you."

Wow!

Is the local version of the food halberd? Interesting!

Lin Fang raised his eyebrows and was about to agree, but was stopped by Sister Hua.

"I don't agree!" Sister Hua stood in front of Lin Fang, "Why do you want our little gentleman to have an arm if you win? You lose but just don't cause trouble for our little gentleman? This is unfair!"

"Fair?" Du Changhai sneered, "Our Huaiyang Chef Gang is willing to give you a chance to cook, which is the greatest fairness. Do you still feel unfair? Then what do you want?"

Sister Hua's heart sank. I had heard that the "Huaiyang Chu Gang" was arrogant and domineering, but today I saw it.

Chen Gui is arrogant and Du Changhai is domineering. These people are arrogant from the bottom of their bones. It is probably difficult to seek justice in their hands.

"At least... at least the conditions must be equal!" Sister Hua gritted her teeth and thought to give it a try. What if, "If you lose, the grudge between Chen Gui and Mr. Xiao will be written off. If you win, the grudge between Mr. Xiao should be written off!"

"Lu Yinghua, are you okay?" Chen Gui sneered, "If you win or lose, you will write off your grudges, won't we go there for nothing? No, this boy named Lin, I'm going to settle this arm!"

"you……"

"Sister Hua." Lin Fang pulled Sister Hua behind him and glanced at Chen Gui, "If you bet on your arms, then bet on your arms. If I lose, I will give you an arm. If you lose, I will give me an arm. This is fair."

"Junior Brother Du..." Chen Gui was stared at by Lin Fang with a guilty conscience, and couldn't help but look at Du Changhai, "We can't agree to this condition, right? Just as I said before..."

"I agreed!" Du Changhai smiled faintly, "Senior brother, don't worry, I'm a super chef, it's easy to win the game. Don't worry!"

"That's what it means, but..."

"Nothing good, but!" Du Changhai was a little displeased, "If Senior Brother is worried about me, then I will leave my hands. Senior Brother, you can ask Elder Lin Chu in the gang!"

"Don't worry! Don't worry! Of course I feel relieved!" Chen Gui saw Du Changhai a little angry, and quickly lowered his head to please, "That's the decision!"

"Yeah." Du Changhai nodded slightly and looked at Lin Fang, "Since that's the case, at noon tomorrow, I'll be waiting for the big drive in the Wanli Restaurant. I would like to remind you that if you run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. If you run away overnight tonight, it doesn't matter if our "Huaiyang Chu Gang" can't find you, but this "Zhihua Tower" will have to take it on your behalf. You have to remove one arm from the top and bottom to apologize for you!"

Lin Fangxian's face was dull. When he heard this, his eyes were fixed, and anger surged in his heart, "Okay! Your Huaiyang Chu Gang is really domineering! I can't run away, you'd better find a doctor as soon as possible. Good luck, Chen Gui's broken arm may be able to pick it up!"

"Haha... say goodbye!" Du Changhai smiled disdainfully and left.

"Hmph!" Chen Gui shook his sleeves and quickly followed.

"Mr...." As soon as the two outsiders left, Sister Hua looked at Lin Fang with concern, "I know more about Du Changhai's reputation. He is very good at Huaiyang cuisine. Wanli Restaurant is their home court. Tomorrow they will definitely make things difficult for you. It will be difficult for you to win this 'chef'! Otherwise, you should leave quietly at night..."

"It's up to people." Lin Fang smiled softly, "The person surnamed Du is a special chef. I'm a little more powerful than a special chef. Don't worry, Sister Hua, I will definitely win tomorrow!"

"But……"

"Nothing good, but!"

"Why!"

Seeing that Lin Fang could not be persuaded, Sister Hua had to stop persuading each other.

But this day seemed to be extremely long and extremely tormented.

Even though the business of "Zhihualou" is much better than usual, there have been constant customers since noon, and after a day, Sister Hua couldn't be happy.

The next day, Lin Fang still got up early.

After washing up, he still came to the kitchen yard, first made a small rack, wiped his sweat, and then prepared to go into the kitchen.

After fighting the Baji Small Fight again, Lin Fang felt more clearly the feeling of the seemingly vague heat flowing all over his body.

The feeling of the heat flowing all over the body was extremely comfortable, as if the inside was bathing in the hot spring. Every part of the inside was gently ironed, and some slight hidden injuries on the body seemed to be quietly healed by this heat flow.

So when Lin Fang walked into the kitchen after wiping his sweat, he felt relieved in everything.

Lin Fang only experienced this long-lost sense of ease when he had just traveled to the Earth Era.

At that time, he had just traveled from the real earth to the era of the earth, and from a thirty-year-old otaku suddenly turned into a 20-year-old college student, and had a youthful body again, so he had such a sense of ease.

Lin Fang never expected that he had such a pleasant experience now that he had just played the Baji Small Fight for two consecutive days.

No matter whether the world is real or illusory, it is a good harvest to have such an experience.

The soul has memory. As long as Lin Fang remembers this experience firmly, even if he leaves this world and returns to the spiritual world, Lin Fang can still reproduce this experience.

At that time, maybe you can create a spiritual dual cultivation, or maybe this is the correct way to break Fang Qisheng and the Twelve Demons' conspiracy.

Lin Fang didn't think too much about it, and after entering the kitchen, he started cooking soy milk.

Today he plans to make some tofu for breakfast. If you eat tofu, you can’t use fried dough sticks. Of course, it’s the most suitable to use sesame cake.

The production of tofu is not very different from the north to the south, but the methods of making sesame cakes vary greatly. There are dead noodles, noodles, and baking, fried and baking. The names are also different.

Lin Fang didn't care about that much, all he made was a oven dead noodles and pancake.

The noodles are cooked and made into egg-sized dosages. Use your hands to rub the dosage, pull them into long strips, apply the pre-adjusted meat filling, then roll the long strips into balls and throw them on the chopping board, slap them down, and press the dough with the meat filling into a cake shape again.

Dip a little water on both hands, pull and slap the dough between hands, and wait until the dough becomes thin and translucent, and slap it into the oven, and the dough is dipped on the furnace wall.

When the oven arrived at yesterday's grand rush to eat, Lin Fang made more noodles, intending to let every diner enter the door eat a hot sesame cake.

Tofu Linfang also prepared two flavors, one is Sichuan-style drunken tofu, which is also a sweet tofu. It uses fermented glutinous rice, wolfberry, red dates, and oranges, which are suitable for girls to eat as desserts. This type needs to be processed twice, and the cooked tofu is re-heated.

The other type is salty tofu. Without secondary treatment, just take out the tofu and season it. The noodles are covered with garlic juice, soy sauce, aged vinegar, spicy oil, pickled vegetables granules, and soybeans.

Lin Fang actually ate a kind of tofu with pickled soybeans as ingredients. The pickled soybeans are salty and delicious, and they are also a flavor with tofu.

However, considering that the tofu flowers are soft and glutinous, the chewy pickled vegetables, and the crispy soybeans are more in line with the public taste, Lin Fang did not make pickled soybean ingredients.

Just as Lin Fang was busy making breakfast, Sister Hua rushed in in a hurry.

She was earlier than the maids of all sizes who came to help Lin Fang. She was the first to rush into the kitchen and reached out to grab the bread from Lin Fang. "My little sir! When is it now? Why do you still have the heart to make some breakfast?"

"The plan for the day is in the morning, so breakfast cannot be saved." Lin Fang flashed over Sister Hua and threw the pulled bread into the oven. "Sister Hua, don't worry, I will do my best at noon. It doesn't take much effort to make breakfast, just treat it as a warm-up."

"How could you warm up like this?" Sister Hua glanced at the kitchen and complained, "Look at how many things you made! So many tofu and so many sesame cakes, how early did you get up? You shouldn't have been asleep all night!"

"How could it be?" Lin Fang smiled and shook his head, "I slept soundly last night. But Sister Hua, your dark circles seem to be heavier, and you look like you haven't slept all night."

"Ah? Is it so obvious?" Sister Hua touched her eyes in a panic, not knowing if it was a psychological effect. She felt that her eyelids were much looser than yesterday. "What should I do! What should I do! I seem to be really haggard!"

"There are many ways to nourish the food. If you eat better and have a good sleep, the dark circles will naturally fade away." Lin Fang couldn't help but smile, "If you want to take effect immediately, there is no way. Just swallow a snake gall!"

"I don't want it!" Sister Hua's head shook into a rattle, "The snake is so terrible, I don't want to eat it!"

How can you eat rabbits that are so cute?

Snakes are so cute, don’t eat them!

Thinking of this, Lin Fang couldn't help laughing. The cute and terrible things that women shouldn't eat are often delicious.

"Sister Hua, drink a bowl of tofu to warm your stomach. Are you salty or sweet?"

"Of course, it's sweet tofu. How could there be heresy like salted tofu?"

Lin Fang: "..."

Lin Fang laughed dryly, scooped a bowl of Drunk Tofu for Sister Hua, looked at the heat of the oven, and felt it was almost the same, so he picked up the tongs to get the sesame cake.

Sister Hua held the drunkard and smelled it, looking curious, "Sir, what are you doing? Why have I never seen it before?"

"Sichuan style."

"No? Didn't you tell me that you can't make really delicious meals without good chili?"

"I said that, but I also said that Sichuan cuisine is not spicy, usually it takes time and is more expensive. This drunken tomato is the kind that is a bit laborious and not particularly laborious. The real time is chicktomato, which I will make for you to eat another day."

"Yeah! Yeah!"

Sister Hua used the spoon to scoop a spoonful of drunken bean flowers, blew it gently, and nodded while drinking.

The soft and tender tofu flowers mixed with a hint of rice wine unique to fermented glutinous rice, and together with a few wolfberry, slid into Sister Hua's mouth. With just one mouthful, she couldn't help but close her eyes comfortably.
Chapter completed!