The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Master, you see him like this, isn't it an insult?"

"Master, your dishes are recognized as top-level delicacy. We are all proud of being able to eat Master's dishes, but this guy makes a big rant, saying that it's just delicious. Isn't he insulting you, Master?"

Han Lei shouted loudly.

The people around also showed their approval.

Master Ding's face sank again, and his heart became more and more unhappy.

"Is this dish unpalatable? How about I change a table for you to another dish?" Master Ding said.

The so-called radish and vegetables, each has its own love, maybe this kid doesn't like the fresh taste of Huaiyang cuisine.

This kind of situation has of course happened before, but generally, because of face, I don't say it, and I still praise a few words. It's like this kid, who shows it directly.

"No, it's good, I really like Huaiyang cuisine." Tang Hao didn't want to be too busy, so he laughed.

But to Master Ding, this was a bit harsh.

Since he likes to eat Huaiyang cuisine, it cannot be unpalatable, but even so, this guy still says that his dishes are just delicious, isn't he saying that his cooking skills are not good?

As a master, how could he not be arrogant.

He believes that he has reached the pinnacle of cooking skills. Looking at the whole of China, it is top-notch. At this moment, he was told by a hairy boy that he couldn't. Even with his self-restraint, he was a little annoyed.

He lowered his face and said: "Little baby, you have a big voice. If the dishes I cook are just delicious in your eyes, what else is really delicious?"

At this time, Han Lei sneered: "Master Ding, this guy is a nouveau riche from a small place. He likes to show off when he has nothing to do. You don't have to worry about him."

"Master Ding, your cooking skills are the best in the province. The dishes you make are all extremely delicious. With this kind of guy, how could you have tasted better."

"That's right, Master Ding, don't pay attention to this guy!"

Everyone agreed, with a look of deep understanding.

Seeing this, Ling Wei became even more embarrassed.

have a good meal,

How did it become like this.

At this time, Tang Hao's face was also cold, and he said, "Your dish is really just delicious. It's far from the real deliciousness."

When Master Ding heard it, he almost laughed out loud.

And that Han Lei is a joy.

This kid is so open-mouthed, just with this sentence, he will completely provoke Master Mao.

Master Ding sneered and said: "Then you can talk about it, what is the real delicacy!"

Tang Hao put down his chopsticks and said, "Okay, you want to see it, right? I'll make one for you now, so you can taste it."

As soon as these words came out, the entire hall fell silent.

Everyone was stunned, and then, as if they had heard a big joke, they laughed.

"Haha! This kid is so funny!"

"He's crazy, how dare he show his ugliness in front of the master!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Even Master Ding laughed, and he began to feel that there was something wrong with this guy's head.

A 10-year-old boy, but said to make a dish, let him, the master, taste what is really delicious, this is not a joke!

Ling Wei opened her mouth slightly and stayed there.

A pair of beautiful eyes widened and stared at Tang Hao.

She was a little at a loss. Strictly speaking, she had not been in contact with Tang Hao for a long time, but she knew that he was not a flamboyant and bragging person.

Could it be... he really can cook?

However, even if he could, he could not be the opponent of Master Ding!

"Good boy, your tone is really big! Okay, you can make it for me. I want to see how you can make me a real delicacy." Master Ding said angrily.

At this time, the commotion in the hall had already spread to the kitchen, and many chefs came out. After hearing about the incident, they all had expressions of disbelief.

"Haha! This kid is nothing more than that! With such a big tone, I see how humiliated he is!"

Han Lei sat down, feeling relieved.

Originally, he wanted to excite Master Ding and drive this guy out. Unexpectedly, this guy suddenly made a big speech and wanted to challenge Master Ding.

This is simply an idiot!

Han Lei secretly said.

"Boy, what do you want to cook, I will let the kitchen prepare it for you." Master Ding said coldly.

The people around laughed, a little contemptuous.

"As a kid like him, even the apprentices here are not as good!"

Tang Hao pondered for a while and said, "Are there any snakes here?"

Master Ding was taken aback, "What are you going to do?"

"Snake soup!" Tang Hao said word by word.

Master Ding frowned and said disdainfully, "Snake meat is delicious, but it is extremely difficult to make a good snake soup."

"There are still a few in the store, go kill one!" He looked at the group of chefs.

Immediately, two people responded and entered the kitchen.

Their store has a complete range of eight major cuisines, and snakes are regular customers of Cantonese cuisine, so they naturally have them in the store.

"Tell me, what more do you need?"

"Winter bamboo shoots, mushrooms, ham, tofu..." Tang Hao sent a series of condiments.

Master Ding nodded and said, "No problem, I will let them prepare."

"And angelica, ginseng..." Tang Hao sent a lot of medicinal herbs in a series.

Master Ding was stunned for a while.

"What are you doing?"

"Naturally, it's a medicated meal!" Tang Hao said.

Master Ding almost laughed out loud.

Medicated medicated diet, it must have the smell of medicine, it can only be regarded as functional food, which can be regarded as delicious.

This guy first said that it was delicious, and now he said that it was medicated food, which was contradictory.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to buy it!" Master Ding waved his hand, and someone wrote the medicinal herbs in a notebook and went out.

"Tang Hao, are you really going to do it?" Ling Wei leaned over and whispered.

"Naturally!" Tang Hao said lightly.

With that, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Master Ding snorted coldly and followed.

Han Lei and others also stood up and followed, ready to watch a joke.

Entering the kitchen, you will see that all the materials and tableware you need are ready and placed on the stove.

Before the snake meat and herbs arrived, Tang Hao cut the seasoning first.

He walked aside, looked at the knives, chose one that was in hand, and stood in front of the stove.

Then, I picked up a piece of bamboo shoot and weighed it a few times.

"Yo! The posture is quite good!" A chef laughed.

From their point of view, this kid is probably not as good as even the lowest-level apprentice here, but he has to show off in front of so many chefs. Isn't this a joke!

Tang Hao glanced at them coldly, and then threw up the bamboo shoot.

When everyone saw it, they laughed more and more.

This kid still wants to show off his skills!

But then, their faces froze, and their smiles suddenly solidified.

In their sight, the boy raised his hand gently, as if he was understatement, and slashed a few knives at will, and the bamboo shoot in the air suddenly disintegrated.

Then, brush brush, knife light like electricity, dancing out a cold light.

The knife was incredibly fast and dazzling.

However, the movement was so flamboyant.

As the sword light danced, bamboo shoots came down one after another, about an inch long, all as thin as hair.

In an instant, the entire kitchen fell into a dead silence.

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