As someone who was determined to snatch the Rice Bucket, Chen Xing didn't just talk. He was also a capable person. Not only was he capable, but he also found Gao Fan as his sparring partner this time.
Speaking of which, Smart and Happy had not appeared in the store for some time.
As the only people who had ever defeated the shop's mythical beast in a competition of food, they could boast about it for the rest of their lives.
It was precisely because of this title that Chen Xing had invited Gao Fan to be his sparring partner.
In addition, when there was no tiger in the mountain, the monkey became the king. During the days when Wuhai and Hairy Bear were away, Brains and Happy were too arrogant.
Then, they were "reported" by someone — they blindly guessed who the naughty kid was.
Then, they were suppressed by Wuhai and Hairy Bear. The scene was bloody and violent, so there's no need to say more.
Wang Hong was still making a ruckus at the side, feeling very excited. In his opinion, this was a battle that was only inferior to the battle between Daoyi, Hairy Bear, and Wuhai.
Of course, the battle between the three heavyweights would have its fair share of exchanges. This time, it was a one-sided victory.
Happy and Brains had participated in the Rice Bucket Competition once.
I forgot to mention that Yuanzhou shop had held two sports games, three Bull King Meetings, and four Yuandian Awards since the fifth anniversary. I won't go into detail about other activities.
One more note: the second World Young Chef Competition was being prepared.
Of course, it was another story for Chen Xing, as a newbie in the restaurant, to find Brains and Happy.
There were some things that would lead to friendship through a fight, so they could only talk about it when they were free.
"Brother Gao Xing, how about we start practicing today?" Chen Xing asked.
Happy also had a name. Gao Fan often introduced him before, but everyone was used to his nickname, so they still called him Happy.
"Sure. As someone who once defeated Wuhai, I'll use 80% of my strength to show you the power of the Rice Bucket Competition," Gao Fan said with a dignified manner.
Although they had fought privately more than once, it was the first time for them to fight officially in The Kitchen God. However, as a rising star, Chen Xing naturally lost more than he won. It could be said that he had never won, but that didn't stop him from having a big goal.
How broad one's thoughts are, how big one's ideals can be.
"It's a pity that Brother Tan isn't here today. Otherwise, we could practice together." Chen Xing was a little disappointed.
The smart Qin Xiaoyi had something urgent to attend to today, so he didn't join them to practice their unique skills.
"It's fine. You still have a lot to practice. We can take it slow and increase the difficulty," Gao Fan said.
Chen Xing nodded and said, "Brother Gao Xing is right. I recently figured out a move called Starry Sky Seizing the Moon. I hope Brother Gao Xing can give me some pointers."
Gao Fan nodded and did not say anything.
"We can't continuously defeat the Black Beast ourselves, but we can train our juniors to defeat it. In any case, it's an unchanging rule that the new waves push the old waves, and the old waves die on the beach. As long as we put in some effort, even a shotgun can be used as a cannon. Chen Xing is still very capable."
Speaking of which, Gao Fan and Chen Xing were quite similar. One dreamed of being a golden rice bucket and a silver rice bucket, while the other dreamed of teaching a disciple who could defeat the Black Beast.
When the dishes were served, it was as if a whistle had rung.
Gao Fan stretched out his chopsticks. It seemed to be an ordinary movement, but it was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he had intercepted Chen Xing's chopsticks. However, Chen Xing didn't feel discouraged after being intercepted. Instead, with a slight shake of his arms, the chopsticks moved as fast as a shooting star and drew an arc in the air, darting left and right. His movements were flexible and varied. Had it not been for Gao Fan's rich experience, he would have broken out of the encirclement.
"Not bad. Again." Gao Fan was quite happy that Chen Xing had improved his strength again.
Then, the two of them continued. They fought back and forth on the dining table, just like the shadows of swords and sabers on the battlefield. It was very exciting.
Looking at them, Opello and the others at the nearby table were all stupefied.
"Do people even need to be so energetic when eating nowadays?" Opello thought for a long time before he thought of this word.
In Yuan Zhou's restaurant, Opello had always hoped to behave like a cultured master.
"It should be a special way of eating." Li Dehua was also a little stupefied.
It was the first time for him to know that eating could be as exciting as fighting.
"I think they are practicing some skills." Tang Le picked up some dishes from the plates and stuffed them into his mouth while the others were not paying attention to him.
In order not to be noticed, he still had to express his opinion. It was really tough.
As for Ma Minghui and the others, he was the youngest and thus didn't dare to move.
Compared to the open battle between Gao Fan and Chen Xing, the battle between Wu Hai and Mao Xiong was like a bloody storm that could not be seen. Without a sound, the dishes on the table were emptied.
Wuhai seemed to treat Mao Xiong quite well and even ordered dishes for two people. However, it was impossible for him to give in to Rice Bucket. As for Mao Xiong, although he admired Wuhai very much in ordinary times, he wouldn't be courteous when it was time to fight.
The silent competition between the two of them wasn't as eye-catching as Chen Xing's. From this point, it could be seen that the two groups were at different levels.
Due to the competition between Chen Xing and Mao Xiong, the dinner became more lively. As for Ao Pelo and the others, they were also very happy.
They ate delicious dishes. Regardless of whether it was Singaporean cuisine or Chinese cuisine, they were all addicted to the taste. Even if it was a dish they were good at, they would feel enlightened after eating it. It turned out that a dish could be so perfect.
"I really want to invite Head Chef Yuan to give a lecture in Singapore, but I wonder …" Ao Pelo walked slowly with his belly propped up.
"Giving a lecture is a good idea. We have to seize the opportunity of the Sino-Singapore Culinary Exchange. If we can invite Head Chef Yuan to Singapore, that would be even better," Li Dehua nodded in agreement.
"But … Head Chef Yuan is too busy," Ao Pelo sighed. "To be honest, I feel a little uncomfortable thinking that Singaporean is the best at mastering Singaporean cuisine by a Chinese. But after eating Head Chef Yuan's dishes, all the discomfort disappeared."
"That's true. The Chili Crab today is even more fragrant, tender, and juicy than before. When I ate it last time, I thought it was perfect. Unexpectedly, the taste is even better tonight. I wonder how Head Chef Yuan practices his culinary skills. Both his talent and hard work are top-notch," Li Dehua said in amazement.
Eventually, under Li Dehua's suggestion, they decided to try inviting Head Chef Yuan.
As for Tang Le and Ma Minghui, they walked behind the two of them and listened attentively. They didn't dare to express their opinions, as they felt that they were not qualified to say anything with their culinary skills. They were too far away from Head Chef Yuan. At most, they could only comment on the delicacies like laymen.
Although Yuan Zhou noticed that Ao Pelo and the others had left, he didn't have the time to greet them. Dinner had just started, so he could only continue cooking.
The customers would change tables after they finished eating. The customers of the restaurant would split into two groups in a well-behaved manner. This way, they wouldn't interfere with each other and could even save two seconds. With that, they might be able to get one more person to eat.
In order to get more people to come in for dinner, the diners thought of all kinds of ways. It could be said that they were the most hardworking group of diners.
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