Crossover in the Anime World

There was an inn, and Dulan walked in without hesitation. This was opened by the famous chef who inherited the title of Chef Ding. This time Dulan came to taste the cooking skills of the Chef Ding.

The Grand Master went out to eat without any guards? Shi Lan, who works as a waiter at an inn, quietly observes Du Lan. What Dulan did in Songhai City was hard to see through, and everyone who cared about it knew Dulan.

Shi Lan, another princess, the princess of Shu, naturally knows the Great Imperial Master, but she currently has no direct conflict of interest with the Great Imperial Master. She mainly focuses on observation. She came to Songhai City to find her brother.

The boss, Chef Ding, is much more nervous than Shi Lan, because this is a stronghold of the Mo family. If the Grand Imperial Master discovered any clues, he would be doomed.

However, it seemed that the Grand Master was really just here to eat, so Pao Ding warned himself to be patient and not to expose any flaws.

Dulan spent a lot of money and ordered a lot of dishes.

"Can you order so much food by yourself?" Shi Lan couldn't help but said after seeing Dulan ordering all the dishes in the store by himself.

Sure enough, she was a beauty with bright eyes, white teeth and a willow-shaped waist. Although she was still young now, Dulan could foresee that Shi Lan would be so beautiful that she would captivate the whole country in a few years.

"Take it away if you can't finish it. It's shameful to waste but glorious to save." Dulan said with a smile: "That's all."

Shi Lan was speechless and could only do as Du Lan said.

Du Lan has actually eaten a lot of delicacies of this era. Since many seasonings and ingredients are missing, the taste is basically monotonous. It's just that Chef Ding is also the most powerful chef in this era, so naturally he has to taste his craftsmanship.

There are a lot of dishes, and it probably takes half a day to cook them. Dulan is not in a hurry to eat them one by one. Judging by the standards of a gourmet, Chef Ding's knife skills and grasp of the timing of the fire are as pure as fire, but there is a lack of seasonings and more cooking. Therefore, although there are many dishes, the methods are limited. As for the taste, it can only be said that the deliciousness of the ingredients itself can be tasted.

Shi Lan was stunned, watching Du Lan eat up the dishes one after another like a gourmet, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva, and thought to herself, could the Grand Master be a monster?

"Little girl, to tell you the truth, my favorite thing is to taste delicious food from all over the world, and I can not only eat it, but also have some ideas about cooking delicious food." Dulan said to Shi Lan: "Please help me give it to your boss In a word, just say that although his cooking skills are excellent, there is still room for improvement, and if he is willing, we can compete."

...Shi Lan nodded blankly and went back to tell Dulan what he said.

Chef Ding was not happy when he heard this. Although the other party has a noble status, he may not be proficient in cooking. What should he and I discuss?

Shi Lan said: "I don't know if he can cook, but his appetite is really terrible. He has eaten every dish you cooked."

Cook Ding was surprised. He thought that the Grand Master ordered so many dishes and tasted every single one. Unexpectedly, he actually ate them all: "It seems that my cooking skills are good." Although Cook Ding also felt that the Grand Master's appetite was too big: "Wait for me to go out and take a look."

Dulan was the only guest in the hall, and in front of him were stacks of plates. Did Cook Dingxin really eat them all?

"Boss, have you agreed to compete with me in cooking skills?" Dulan said with a smile.

"You can tell from your clothes that you are either rich or noble. Can you cook?" Dulan didn't say clearly that he was a Grand Master. Although everyone saw through it, they didn't reveal it.

"Of course, let's see!" Duran's hands were flying, and the plates in front of him were all standing up like dominoes: "A chef who can't stand up a plate is not a good chef."

"Look again!" Dulan seemed invisible and appeared on another table in a blink of an eye. He put up all the chopsticks for dividing dishes and turned them into a hollow pagoda: "A chef who doesn't know how to style is not a good chef either. .”

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What's going on with this great national master? Does a chef need to be able to do both? Shi Lan said that the Grand Master was completely different from what he imagined. The Grand Master in Shi Lan's imagination should be an insidious villain. Why does he look like a madman now?

Cook Ding had almost the same idea, but he knew better that Du Lan's martial arts was very high, and his body shape was definitely not something that ordinary people could display.

"Okay, since you are interested, let's move to the kitchen and have a good test." Cook Ding was afraid that blindly refusing would cause displeasure to the great master and cause trouble, so he agreed to the test.

Du Lan said that he had not cooked for a long time and he had to perform well this time: "We will compete with chickens." Du Lan saw that the chickens raised in the backyard of the chef were good, so he proposed a competition event.

That's no problem. Cook Ding can cook a lot of chickens, and he can cook them any way. Finally, Cook Ding decided to make a chicken soup.

Shi Lan never expected that the Grand Master would actually cook, and thought that this Central Plains official was really weird.

Du Lan seems to also want to make chicken soup, and the ingredients and utensils he chooses are similar to those of the cook. Moreover, he is extremely skilled in handling chickens, and his knife skills are on par with Cook Ding.

Of course, 'equal' is just Shi Lan's opinion, because she saw both of them disemboweling the chicken, but Dulan had actually separated the bones and meat of the chicken. By then, the flavor of the seasoning would have penetrated the inside and outside of the chicken. It will bring the essence of the chicken into the soup.

Sure enough, he was also making soup, Cook Ding thought.

However, Cook Ding still needs fire to make the soup, but Dulan doesn't need fire at all to make the soup, using all his internal energy. When he saw Dulan put his hands on the pot, white smoke came out of the pot. Both Cook Ding and Shi Lan took a deep breath, this level of skill was unbelievable.

It's just that although Du Lan used his internal strength, there were other processes. He was not simply making chicken. He was making the famous Chinese dish 'boiled cabbage', a dish that best highlights the delicious taste of chicken soup. For this reason, he also used With various seasonings that are not available in this era to enhance the freshness, this will be a dish that will shine.

Two hours later, Chef Ding placed his chicken soup on the table with satisfaction, and Du Lan's food was also ready.

"Let this little girl be the judge." Dulan said, "You go first." Dulan asked Shi Lan to try the chef's first, because if you eat first, you will lose.

This is the law of "The Little Master of China". The probability of defeat is very high if you eat first or if you don't have the light, and if you don't have both, you are almost certain to lose.

At this time, Cook Ding's work no longer shines.

It’s delicious. Although Shi Lan often eats Chef Ding’s delicacies, this time it’s especially delicious. That’s because Chef Ding is serious.

Seeing Shi Lan like that, Du Lan snickered. After she ate his work, she might never be able to eat anything else: "Then it's my turn!"

At this time, the sun was setting in the west and it was already dusk. Duran chuckled and slowly lifted the lid to show his work.

Colorful rays of light rushed out from the small cracks, and for a moment the entire Songhai City was not illuminated by the light, and the 'Youjian Inn' seemed to be swallowed up by the light. At the same time, an indescribable fragrance filled the air, and the citizens seemed to have returned to the days when flowers were blooming in spring, as if they saw a golden rooster pacing among the flowers with its head held high.

"What, what is this?!" Chef Ding has never seen such food in all his life. The aroma alone has already made him addicted to it and his mouth is watering.

"Boiling water and cabbage, please, little girl."

Shi Lan squinted her eyes and saw the vegetable leaves in the clear soup, which was the simplest food that only poor people would eat. But at this time, the soup was as clear as the crystal of the Milky Way without any impurities. The vegetable leaves had absorbed all the ingredients of the chicken soup. Plump and plump, like flawless jade, tenderer than your own skin, and even breakable by blows. Coupled with this aroma, Shi Lan was already addicted to it before eating it. With trembling hands, she moved the vegetable leaves and scooped a spoonful close to herself.

I want to eat, I want to eat, all the cells in Shi Lan's body are cheering. This is simply a physical carnival. When the vegetable leaves are eaten, the joy reaches its peak in an instant. Shi Lan soars and enters the delicious paradise.

Why is it so delicious? !

MSG, Duran put MSG.