Chapter 183 (1/2)

Chu Lingfeng is not a treasure. Instead, he knows that boss Zhou can't imitate. If he tries to imitate, something will happen. After all, he forces the juice out of the Hawthorn through his energy, and then mixes it with the crushed rock sugar through his energy, which forms the soup.

Although boss Zhou looks energetic and really looks like a man who has been cultivated, Chu Lingfeng clearly knows that there is no energy in boss Zhou's body, so he doesn't tell him this technique.

Boss Zhou drank the soup, then nodded and stood with Chu Lingfeng. Obviously, the game is about to officially start now.

That is about half an hour, two people's dishes are ready, two people look at each other a smile, one person carrying a plate came out, put on the table.

Just as they were puzzled, boss Zhou took the lead in uncovering his own lid. Suddenly, a chicken like a peacock appeared, with a strong aroma.

When everyone was ready to start, Huang Fu Sen looked at boss Zhou and said, ”Lao Zhou, why did you come out with brother Chu? And you never add food in this restaurant. Why did you add two dishes to us today?”

Boss Zhou said with a smile: ”strictly speaking, today's one should not be regarded as an extra dish, but the result of my competition with your brother Chu.”

”Competition?” When they heard this, they were very surprised. They turned their heads one after another and looked at Chu Lingfeng.

Chu Ling Feng said with a smile, ”it's really a contest. You can try boss Zhou's dish first.”

Jiang Ruoxi looked at Chu Lingfeng curiously and said, ”Lingfeng, you make breakfast at home every day, but why do I feel that what you do is not as delicious as boss Zhou's dishes today?”

Chu Lingfeng smiles and doesn't say much, but boss Zhou looks at Chu Lingfeng's eyes and is more confused, as if he wants to see through Chu Lingfeng.

When they saw Chu Lingfeng, they didn't answer. They raised their chopsticks and put a piece of chicken in their mouth. After a while, the chicken was divided by five people.

Huang Fu Sen gave boss Zhou a thumbs up and said, ”Lao Zhou, you've made progress in your craft. This chicken tastes better than when I came here last time.”

Boss Zhou shook his head with a smile and said, ”you'd better try the dishes of Xiao Chu first.”

As soon as boss Zhou's voice fell, everyone looked at Chu Lingfeng and wanted to see what was under the cover.

Chu Lingfeng smiles and uncovers the lid without hesitation. A large amount of hot white steam is constantly ejecting from the lid, driving the air to roll, and a transpiration vortex of white fog is formed around.

Looking at this scene, people can't help but be more curious. You know, generally speaking, after being put in the lid for such a period of time, how can it be as strong as the steamer when it was just opened? No, it's hundreds of times stronger than when it was just opened, but where does so much steam come from?

About a minute later, after the hot steam dissipated, there were seven bright and lustrous dahanbao and seven ordinary fried chicken legs on the plate.