Chapter 208: Let You Open a Gourmet Shop, You Open for Business at 3 AM

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Cheng Fan was nearly driven to laugh by anger.

As a disciple of State Banquet Chef Qi Yunfeng, his cooking skill could not compare to those senior brothers and sisters who had graduated years ago.

But the talent he showed in cooking had even earned praise from his master a few times.

Now this Red Braised Pork he had made with full effort was actually dismissed by Lu Feng with a single sentence, "taste is just average"?

Cheng Fan was quite confident in the Red Braised Pork he made tonight.

Even if his master came tonight and tasted his Red Braised Pork, he would still have to praise it a few times.

This Lu Feng was clearly saying that on purpose!

Since entering the trade, Cheng Fan had never suffered such contempt.

He, Lu Feng, was nothing more than the boss of a street-side small shop.

On what basis did he dare to so contemptuously judge his cooking?

"It seems Boss Lu's taste is vastly different from that of a normal person."

Cheng Fan sneered, his tone carrying obvious mockery: "You think the taste is average, then tell me, specifically where are you dissatisfied?"

The several tables of customers around had long stopped their chopsticks, all looking over here, their faces full of expressions of watching the excitement.

Li Hong'an stood behind Cheng Fan; after hearing Lu Feng's evaluation, he slightly furrowed his brow.

He had of course tasted the Red Braised Pork Cheng Fan made, and the taste was indeed very delicious.

But for some reason, he always felt something was still not enough, yet could not point out what was wrong.

When he had tasted Lu Feng's soup dumplings before, he had not had this feeling in his heart.

It was as if truly delicious soup dumplings should taste like the kind Lu Feng made.

He also very much wanted to hear how Lu Feng would evaluate Cheng Fan's Red Braised Pork.

If Cheng Fan could take it in and improve according to his suggestions.

This Red Braised Pork could then be said to be a deserving signature dish of the shop.

"Alright, since you asked, then I'll say it."

Lu Feng did not pay attention to the mockery in Cheng Fan's tone, smiled faintly, and began listing them one by one.

"First, your Red Braised Pork's soup/juice is not reduced thoroughly enough, the stewing time is not long enough, the lean meat has not completely absorbed the flavor, and eating inside tastes slightly bland."

"Second, the amount of spices is a bit too much; the spice taste has stolen the pork's own meat fragrance. I suggest that next time you make it, reduce the amount of star anise and cinnamon by one-third."

"Third, the pork belly was stir-fried for too short a time, leaving too much fat inside the fatty meat; eating a few pieces will make people feel greasy."

"And then there's..."

As soon as Lu Feng began listing, Cheng Fan's complexion changed slightly.

With each item he listed, Cheng Fan's anger increased by a point.

Seeing that Lu Feng, once he started, had no end, Cheng Fan finally could not help but interrupt him.

"Enough! You're talking nonsense! My master clearly taught me this way! He is a State Banquet Chef! Could what he taught be wrong? I see you're just deliberately finding fault!"

Li Hong'an, on the other hand, listened very seriously, even holding his mobile phone and recording the few points Lu Feng had just mentioned one by one.

Lu Feng saw this and shook his head somewhat helplessly.

Does this person have a problem?

Just now he said he wasn't afraid of others giving opinions.

Now he gives him suggestions out of goodwill, and this guy gets angry again.

He keeps hanging the four words "State Banquet Chef" on his lips; hearing it too much is really annoying.

"You asked me to say it, and after I said it, you're not convinced."

Lu Feng sighed, then continued: "If you don't believe me, next time you can try..."

He originally wanted to say, next time he could let Cheng Fan try his own Red Braised Pork.

But just as the words left his mouth, he suddenly remembered.

This guy had already been put on the blacklist by his shop yesterday and no longer had the qualification to go to his shop.

"Sorry, forgot you've already been blacklisted by me."

Lu Feng said in a faint tone: "But if you really want to try, having someone else buy a portion for you is the same..."

He didn't mention this, and it would have been fine, but once he brought up being blacklisted yesterday, Cheng Fan's face was about to twist with anger.

His whole person was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, instantly bristling.

"You mean your cooking is better than mine? I ask you, is your best dish Red Braised Pork?"

Lu Feng faintly replied: "One of them."

The recipes given by the system are all max-level recipes, from soup dumplings to fried noodles and soup noodles, and then to the Lion's Head just unlocked.

Every one taken out is top-tier level.

So him saying Red Braised Pork is one of his best dishes was originally speaking the truth.

But hearing this, Cheng Fan took it as an obvious provocation.

"One of them?"

Cheng Fan's face turned red with anger: "How can you boast like this! Do you really think you're a God of Cooking?"

He suppressed the anger constantly rising in his heart, stared at Lu Feng, and asked: "Then do you dare to make an appointment to compete with me? Just compete on Red Braised Pork! Whoever loses will obediently admit their skill is inferior!"

"Aren't you free right now? There are so many customers in the shop—aren't you cooking anymore?"

Lu Feng looked at the customers in the hall and kindly reminded him.

Several tables of customers in the hall had called the waiter several times, and the sounds of urging for food kept coming.

The waiter kept apologizing to the customers while casting helpless glances toward Cheng Fan.

Master Chef Cheng, who was cooking, was currently competing with someone.

Facing Lu Feng's kind reminder, Cheng Fan didn't take it to heart at all.

He had already been provoked by Lu Feng into a strong competitive spirit, feeling that Lu Feng was just changing the subject.

The waiter cautiously walked to Li Hong'an's side and said softly: "Boss, the customers at those tables have urged for food three times, saying they'll cancel their orders if the food isn't served soon……"

"Let them cancel!"

Before Li Hong'an could speak, Cheng Fan waved his hand impatiently behind him, his eyes still fixed on Lu Feng: "Dare to compare? Give me a straight answer!"

Hearing this, Li Hong'an's expression turned ugly.

This Cheng Fan really couldn't tell the difference between the big joker and the little joker.

Are you the boss, or am I the boss?

"Okay okay okay, I don't dare, I don't dare, is that enough?"

Lu Feng watched him abandon the customers and act so recklessly, finally becoming a bit impatient.

The sky outside was gradually darkening, and he really had no mood to keep wasting time with Cheng Fan here.

Cheng Fan was stunned for a moment, almost failing to react.

How can there be someone so calm in this world?

Even the provocation tactic doesn't work?

Lu Feng stopped paying attention to Cheng Fan, looking at Li Hong'an behind him, and asked in a calm tone: "Uncle Li, can I leave? I still have business to attend to later."

Li Hong'an glared fiercely at Cheng Fan, then quickly nodded to Lu Feng.

"Go go go, Xiao Lu, you go back first, come visit often when you have time!"

Lu Feng smiled and nodded, turned around, and walked out the door, his figure soon disappearing into the crowd.

Cheng Fan refused to give up and still wanted to chase after him, but Li Hong'an grabbed him and gritted his teeth in a low voice by his ear: "Have you made enough trouble! Don't you see the customers are still waiting for you to serve the food? If this continues, I'll call your master!"