Lin Xian and the others were momentarily stunned, then immediately understood.
Zhao Hui actually used beef tendon to replace rice noodles, to make stir-fried beef noodles!
This is
a bold idea!
Even Liao Jie, who was focused on carving tofu, involuntarily paused slightly.
Uncle Zhong warily said, "It seems Zhao Hui and we had the same thought, for the last dish, everyone
wants to be original!"
"He replaced noodles with beef tendon, while we used tofu to replace monkey brains, interesting! Let's see whose
skills are better!" Liao Jie's eyes were filled with a fighting spirit.
Both sides had the same idea, they both wanted to do something unique with the final dish.
Since the ideas are the same, then they must compete with real strength.
As time ticked by, the aroma in the hall became more and more intense.
Lin Xian clearly saw Zhang Zhicheng standing under the scoreboard, swallowing his saliva several times.
This guy had been craving tonight.
