Chapter 646 Line up, Take Your Time, Don't Rush

The lid of the basalt pot was slowly lifted amidst the attention of everyone, and it bloomed quietly like the petals of the epiphyllum, which was so beautiful that people were fascinated.

When the petals opened little by little, beams of light burst out from them, heading straight into the sky.

Its beauty has amazed and amazed many people.

Dishes that glow? !

Many people held their breath, opened their eyes, stared at the dishes in the Xuanwu pot, and exclaimed.

Fei Jin was holding his stir-fried beef offal exuding billowing heat and aroma, and couldn't help staring at the basalt pot. The beams of light and the rising water vapor suddenly made him feel bad. A hunch emerges.

The pot was uncovered.

Bu Fang glanced sideways at Fei Jin, and the next moment, he stretched out his hand towards the custard in the Xuanwu pot.

Everyone looked at Bu Fang in amazement, inexplicably looking forward to that Bu Fang's custard.

"Glowing dishes...seems amazing!"

"I've never seen a dish that glows, maybe it will be delicious!"

"Will Chef Feijin lose? Chef Feijin is a third-class chef!"

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The diners chattered subconsciously. They didn't know why, but their original confidence in Feijin almost disappeared the moment the light burst out.

They couldn't explain the reason for this strange feeling.

The little girl, Xiao Ya, stared blankly at Bu Fang. She was the closest to Bu Fang's position, so the scent of eggs emerged, making her want to close her eyes involuntarily.

The beautiful woman folded her arms, still standing in the distance and sneering.

She didn't believe that a kid who ran out to defend a stupid girl could win the first chef of their restaurant.

Bu Fang's hand reached into the Xuanwu pot, and under the eyes of everyone, he slowly brought out the blue and white porcelain bowl in the pot.

Everyone looked at the blue and white porcelain bowl and couldn't help but exclaimed.

That bowl is really beautiful!

As if it had turned into glaze, the blue and white flowers on it seemed to come alive, flowing slowly under the reflection of heat and brilliance, and it was so beautiful.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the custard in the blue and white porcelain bowl.

The egg custard was pale yellow, and its surface was as smooth as a mirror, without any flaws. The hot air and rich fragrance flowed on the surface, as if a gust of wind was blowing gently.

The egg fragrance gradually became stronger, and everyone couldn't help closing their eyes and taking a deep breath.

The silky egg fragrance penetrates into your nostrils, whets your appetite, and whets your emotions.

It smells so good! How can it be so fragrant? !

Many people feel quite incredible, and are extremely amazed in their hearts!

"You...how can this be so fragrant?!"

Fei Jin was holding his stir-fried beef offal, the fat on his face was shaking, he stared at Bu Fang with disbelief, and stammered.

Egg custard, this is not a difficult dish at all, in Glutton Valley, almost every household knows how to cook custard.

So when he learned that Bu Fang took out the custard to fight with his chef, he almost laughed wildly in his heart.

But when Bu Fang's custard was cooked, he was startled.

What the hell is this custard? !

"You are definitely not custard!!" Fei Jin shouted loudly.

The look of horror in his eyes lingered for a long time.

"Are you stupid? If it's fake, it's glass custard, not custard... I'm the loser." Bu Fang said with a half-smile, pulling the corners of his mouth.

That playful gaze made Fei Jin's face turn blue and red.

"Damn it! If it's really custard! Will this chef still be afraid of you? Can you cook a mere bowl of custard?"

When Fei Jin drank it, the veins at the root of his neck bulged.

The beautiful woman ordered someone to bring a table, and placed the table between Bu Fang and that fat gold.

With a heavy thud, Fei Jin placed the stir-fried beef offal on the dining table, the fragrant beef offal shone under the reflection of the light, and it shone brightly.

Exudes a charming color.

Like a hot dancing girl, attracting people's attention.

But Bu Fang placed the custard on the table calmly, without panic at all.

The egg custard in the blue and white porcelain bowl exudes a light yellow luster, filled with heat and mist, and the brilliance flows. Translucent, as beautiful as glass, like crystal, like gemstone, like strange jade, it is amazing.

It's like a flute-playing beauty in a white gauze dress, standing in the bamboo grove, covered with long blue silk hair slowly fluttering under the blowing of the bamboo wind.

A bowl of custard, calm and quiet.

These are two very different dishes.

The diners all looked at each other in blank dismay, no one thought that there would be such a different style of dishes in this kitchen fight.

How should this be eaten? !

The offal is hot, and the custard is clear.

The two complement each other on the dining table, making people hesitate when choosing chopsticks.

"What are you hesitating about? Chef Feijin finished cooking first, so it's natural to taste Chef Feijin's stir-fried beef offal first..." The beautiful woman said with a sneer from a distance.

Her red phoenix eyes were narrower, and she seemed to be looking at Bu Fang with some sarcasm.

Dishes with such different styles are all about giving diners a first impression.

If the egg custard is the first to taste, then maybe the stir-fried beef offal might really win.

But if the first taste is stir-fried beef offal, Meifu believes that this kid has no chance of winning.

A mouthful of stir-fried beef offal, so sour and refreshing, it cannot be washed away by a bowl of custard!

Xiao Ya was also a little anxious. She stood behind Bu Fang, wanting to say something.

However, Bu Fang raised his hand and patted his head lightly, stopping his words immediately.

"Okay, let's taste the offal first, it doesn't matter." Bu Fang said.

Everyone looked at Bu Fang with weird eyes. This kid really has a big heart. It's fine to use custard to compare with other people's offal, but he actually let the diners choose the offal first.

This is really stupid!

"You kid is really crazy! But I just don't know if you have the capital to be crazy!" Fei Jin slapped his belly with a slap, and the fat on his stomach immediately trembled.

The next moment, the diners stopped talking and lined up one after another. One by one, they took chopsticks and picked up the stir-fried beef offal.

A mouthful of beef offal, sour and refreshing to the end of the world!

All the diners nodded involuntarily, and after eating, they stretched out their tongues and licked their lips, their faces flushed slightly from the pungent smell of the offal.

But although the spiciness is hot, it will not make people feel uncomfortable.

That kind of just right speed is the most commendable and the most attractive to diners.

This is the reason why Feijin's stir-fried beef offal can help the restaurant become the number one restaurant in the village.

After the diners finished eating the offal, everyone seemed to be a little absent-minded, and they didn't have much desire for Bu Fang's custard.

This is exactly what Xiao Ya is worried about.

But when she looked at Bu Fang, she found that Bu Fang had always been calm, so calm that people couldn't help but want to beat him up.

Bu Fang even pulled out a chair, leaned on it, and let out a soft breath.

"Okay, after tasting the offal, it's time for my egg custard, line up and come one by one, remember, don't grab it."

Do not grab?

Everyone is stunned.

The smug smile on the beautiful woman's face froze even more.

I have never seen such a shameless person! Who the hell stole your custard? Do you see that someone will grab your custard?

Neuropathy, this is it!

Fei Jin was also a little stunned by Bu Fang's words, the fat on his face trembled, his eyes were cold.

"Snatch the custard? Where did you get your confidence?"

"Hurry up and eat." Bu Fang sat on the chair, playing with his slender and white fingers, without raising his eyes, just said lightly.

Fei Jin froze for a moment, his stomach trembling with anger.

The diners also had half-smiles on their faces.

Everyone lined up, and everyone held a celadon spoon in their hands.

The first person leaned in front of the steaming custard, and the aroma of beef offal still lingered in his mouth.

But looking at the beautiful custard, he was a little reluctant to put down the spoon, afraid of this rare beauty and goodness.

This custard is like a sober and refined beauty, which makes them unable to bear the profanity.

"Let's eat." Bu Fang glanced at the first diner and said.

The diner was stunned, and the next moment, he scooped up the soup with a spoon.

The egg custard, which was as soft as tofu, shattered instantly, the beautiful mirror was broken, and the rich fragrance shot up from the crack in an instant!

Chi Chi Chi! !

The white gas gushed out and sprayed directly on the face of the first diner, causing the diner to take a deep breath intoxicated, and a red color appeared on his face.

"Good... good... so fragrant!"

This pungent fragrance was beyond everyone's expectation. No one thought that when the egg custard was opened, the fragrance that gushed out of it would be so strong!

Fat Jin's eyes narrowed.

Crash!

Like jelly, the custard was scooped up, and the white and tender egg was trembling slightly.

The nostrils of the diners were all dilated. Looking at the glass-like eggs and meat, they couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Ah woo."

As soon as he took a mouthful of custard, the diner's eyes widened and his pupils shrank in an instant.

White air seemed to be rushing out of his nostrils, and the custard seemed to be bouncing in his mouth, making his body tremble slightly uncontrollably.

Tranquility and freshness?

A fresh and refined beauty?

It's all a lie!

The taste of this egg custard is... powerful.

The diner felt as if he was wrapped in eggshells, and when he took a bite of the custard, the eggshells shattered, and his whole body seemed to turn into a chicken, a chicken that wanted to spread its wings and fly high!

"Okay, the next one, take your time, don't rush." ​​Bu Fang glanced at the intoxicated diner, and said flatly.

The diner came back to his senses with an anxious expression on his face.

"No! Let me have another bite! Just one bite!"

The diner behind him seemed to have thought of something, and he slapped the diner down.

"Snatch your sister, grab it!" After finishing speaking, he cautiously held out the spoon like the first diner.

Crash!

The jelly-like custard seems to be dancing on the spoon, and the rich aroma permeates, making people intoxicated.

"Crazy! This group of people must be crazy!"

Fei Jin watched the group of people scrambling around a bowl of egg custard, and sweat dripped down his forehead.

He didn't believe it, he couldn't believe it.

After eating his stir-fried beef offal, why would this group of people still eat the watery custard? !

Is there such a magic in a bowl of custard? !

"What's wrong? Don't you believe it?" Bu Fang leaned on the chair, saw Fei Jin's disbelief, and said with a twitch.

Fei Jin stared.

"If you don't believe me, just have a taste." Bu Fang said.

He turned around and looked at the custard, raising his eyebrows immediately.

"Oh, the egg custards have been robbed...I told them not to rob them."

Looking at Bu Fang's serious expression, Fei Jin felt as if an invisible slap had been slapped on his face.

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