"Dry fried Niuhe is the basic dish in Cantonese cuisine, just like the double-cooked meat in Sichuan cuisine and the tofu in Shandong cuisine, which tests the basic skills of the chef. This is probably the reason why you chose to make this dish?"

Fernan smiled and said, "Of course you can play freely in this basic dish, but the most basic elements must be met."

"Innovation is of course a good thing, but since you are a Chinese chef to taste, isn't it unnecessary to take care of the taste of East Asian guests..."

Huang Rong's expression changed, and he suddenly interrupted him, snorted coldly and said, "Is it your turn to cook and point fingers here? Could it be that the boss of Manhan Tower is you?"

Fei Nan was stunned for a moment and laughed silently. Master Ou crossed over to Huang Rong and said, "Boss Huang, don't pretend to be him. What do you want to do? Tell me!"

"Haha! OK! Exciting enough!"

Huang Rong untied his apron, threw it on the chopping board, and said as he walked: "I came back from a trip around the world this time to promote Chinese food to the whole world, especially the Manchu and Han banquet. Xianggang is too small, and it is enough to have a Manchu and Han banquet. I will give you a chance. You can take me as your teacher, and I will teach you to make authentic Manchu and Han banquets and make high-end catering in Xianggang together. How about it?"

"You teach me? Authentic?"

Master Ou smiled angrily: "Our Zhao school's Manchu and Han banquet is authentic. Your Niu school likes to change it most. You think you are powerful and blindly pursue novelty. In the end, it will be inappropriate and fancy, and even lose your true nature."

"That's just that there's no agreement?"

Huang Rong was not surprised and took out a check book from his top pocket, and wrote it while saying: "We spent a month preparing to buy ingredients. After a month, the banquet was held for three nights. All three nights were used with different main dishes, including elephant trunk, bear paw, and monkey brain. We invited famous chefs and gourmets from all over the world to judge to see who made the real Manchu and Han banquet!"

He tore off the check: "If you lose, you will leave this store and signboard, and you will also be my teacher!"

As he said that, he threw the check into Ou Zhaofeng's hands.

Ou Zhaofeng took it with a smooth hand, looked down with a dark face, and his face changed: "Fifty million!"

"That's right, 50 million, if I lose 50 million, you will have to make a profit in this odds. Do you dare to compete with each other?"

"Compare with him! We fully support you!"

Fat second chef encouraged him, and Ou Zhaofeng was obviously a little moved.

Huang Rong winked, and the assistant opposite took out a contract and handed it to Ou Zhaofeng.

"As long as you sign this contract and win me on the 15th day of the first lunar month, the 50 million will belong to you. How about it?"

Ou Zhaofeng was a little hesitant, but the chefs in the kitchen were excited first.

"Compet! Don't be afraid! 50 million!"

"I will definitely win! Why not compete with him?"

"We will definitely win!"

After hearing their instigation, Ou Zhaofeng's head heated up and said loudly: "Okay! Just compete!"

As he said that, he took over the contract.

"Okay, see you in the game."

Huang Rong turned around and walked out the door.

Walking to Fernan's side, he looked up and looked at Fernan deeply, and walked out of the kitchen.

When he came to the car outside the restaurant, Huang Rong's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and said to the follower: "That big man is very clever and obviously looks at that old guy. The person with the surname Ou will definitely ask him to be a judge. How many people do you bring to teach him a lesson and let him stay at home honestly this month."

"good!"

The followers got off the car, got into the back car, and parked on the side of the road opposite Manhan Building.

The extended sedan started, and Huang Rong sat in the back seat with his eyes burning.

This is his first battle after returning to Hunan Port, and it cannot be missed!

"Wow! It's developed!"

The helpers excitedly hugged Ou Zhaofeng in the center and urged him to sign.

Ou Zhaofeng looked carefully at the contract, especially the breach of contract terms, and confirmed that the contract was indeed the same as Huang Rong said, and agreed on the content of the bet on both sides' 50 million Hong Kong dollars, Manhan Building land deeds and signs. Moreover, Huang Rong had signed his name in Party A column.

I actually prepared the contract in advance and signed the words in advance. Is this my decision to take it?

After looking at the excited look of the chefs, Ou Zhaofeng's smile was a little bitter.

Did Master Fei really tell me that these guys were bribed?

He calmed down, picked up his pen, and signed his name in the column B.

Seeing that he signed the letter, the chefs gradually calmed down, looked at each other, and their expressions became a little strange.

"Hey! This game is our chance. Manhan Tower is united in his heart and will definitely win this game!"

Ou Zhaofeng paused and gritted his teeth and said, "I won the game this time. I will give you 20% of your salary and pay another one more year of salary as a bonus! OK?"

"Okay! OK!"

Everyone was haha, and suddenly they took out an envelope from their pockets and put it in front of Ou Zhaofeng.

"Brother Feng, I plan to quit."

"Boss, I'm going to quit, too."

"And I."

...

Ou Zhaofeng was stunned, his eyes instantly became extremely disappointed.

"Brother Feng, that's it."

The fat second chef stood up with a hint of shame and straightened his back and said, "Wang Rong said, if you lose, I will leave this restaurant to me, and my brothers also have 30% of the shares."

"Just for this little share, you are colluding with outsiders to harm me?"

Ou Zhaofeng stared at them tightly, and every chef who had contacted his eyes couldn't help but avoid the eyes.

"That's not what I said? Brother Feng."

Fat Chef hurriedly said: "Actually, as long as you admit defeat and take Huang Rong as your teacher, you can merge the restaurant into Chaofan Group. At that time, you will be the major shareholder, and you will be dividends every year, and you can make money by lying down. Wouldn't it be much better than swaying in front of the stove all day now?"

Ou Zhaofeng gritted his teeth and breathed rapidly, and suddenly covered his chest.

Seeing this, Fernan strode forward and helped him.

Taking two deep breaths and breathing evenly, Ou Zhaofeng trembled and pointed his hand at Erchu and the others' noses and scolded: "Get away! Get out! Get out!"

Seeing this, Erchu and others took off their aprons, chef's hats, placed them on the chopping board, and walked out of the kitchen.

Before leaving, Erchu turned around and shouted, "Brother Feng, please think more!"

Swish!

A kitchen knife flew over and chopped it on the door frame.

Ou Zhaofeng shivered and withdrew his hand and covered his chest.

"It's not worth it to relieve the fire and get angry."

Fenan comforted him, and Zhao Gangsheng stood aside and looked confused. Didn’t he say that he came to learn cooking? Why did the whole kitchen run away?

"I really didn't expect that after following me for so long, they betrayed me for the sake of a share..."

Ou Zhaofeng gasped, his face a little depressed: "You said I didn't believe it before, but I didn't expect that those guys were really a bunch of wolves and hearts!"

Fernan advised him: "Who in this world doesn't love money? Let's take a look, think about how to compete with Huang Rong!"

"Yes, the game! I want to win!"

Ou Zhaofeng stood up straight with the chopping board, and a trace of blood appeared on his face: "I haven't lost yet! It's absolutely impossible to beat me in the Manhan banquet!"

Fernan nodded and said, "Master Ou, do you have anything to ask me for help, just speak up."
Chapter completed!