The competition is a no-rules affair.
Each side cooks its own special rice porridge.
After the judges have tasted the congee, they will give their evaluation.
At the end of the day, the twelve Gold Medicated Congee Masters will judge who is stronger or weaker.
After the staff of the Medical Alliance had delivered the ingredients, Xu Yixun’s eyes were fixed on the congee.
Xu Yixun’s gaze was fixed on Lin Mo.
As long as Lin Mo lost this match and admitted to stealing the Xu Family’s secret recipe.
Then he, Xu Yixun, would have the opportunity to make a fuss.
Even if his opponent was a medical saint, he would still be tainted by the name of theft.
Bringing down his opponent’s reputation was his first step towards revenge.
“Ming’er, don’t be anxious, father will avenge you for slowly pulling Lin Mo down into the abyss.”
On the other side.
On the competition grounds, the Xu Family Silver Pill Master saw that his opponent was only a young man.
His self-confidence instantly exploded.
“Little doll, I advise you to give up.
You were still a tadpole when I was cooking medicinal food.
If you lose, you’ll be crying.
I don’t care about you.”
In response to this person’s taunting words.
Lin Mo just shook his head speechlessly.
It really was.
I don’t know where this big fat medicinal chef got his confidence from.
Lin Mo didn’t say that he was much interested in such a competition.
The dual mastery of medicine and martial arts, coupled with the legacy of Lin’s ancestor.
If he could even lose, then he could really kill himself on the spot.
The pot was set on fire and all sorts of herbs were put into the pot one by one.
Everything was done slowly and methodically.
As for the big fat medicinal cook opposite him, both his technique and the speed at which he handled the medicinal soup were a cut above Lin Mo.
He looked up and saw the latter’s slow appearance.
The big fat medicinal chef smiled disdainfully.
“A brat is a brat.”
On Lin Mo’s side, he waited for half an hour to boil out the essence of the herbs.
After that it was time to divide and sort out the medicinal soup.
As Lin Mo put in a few night orchids as well as other plants.
All the rotten medicinal smell instantly dissipated.
In its place was a faint fragrance of orchids.
At this time, the big fat medicinal cook had already poured rice into the pot.
Smelling this fragrance, he curiously looked up at Lin Mo’s side.
The smell was not right.
It was obvious that the nourishing congee that this Lin Mo was cooking was not included in that secret recipe.
Thinking of this, this Silver Pill Master looked back at his own Second Master.
Seeing that the latter was looking at him with bloodshot eyes, he signalled to speed up.
The Pill Master hurriedly sped up the movements of his hands and even increased the fire.
After the porcelain jar in front of him began to emit steaming heat, a burst of rice fragrance instantly spread.
“Wow, it smells so good, I’m getting a little hungry.”
“That’s for sure, this man is the main chef medicinal food master of the Xu family restaurant.
It’s said that to hire him for one of these, the appearance fee alone is no less than 200,000.”
“No wonder, that’s a silver-grade medicinal chef.
Can this little medical saint win?”
Along with the bursts of chatter.
Lin Mo’s side also turned off the fire and called it a day, and as for the ceramic jar lid, it remained closed.
At this time, the judges’ team was over there.
Nie Qingfeng and the other twelve medicinal food masters had also prepared themselves.
“Masters, the five elements contain the congee, please taste it.”
Said the Xu family’s medicinal dietary masters then lifted the porcelain jar open.
The five types of coarse grains, each showing its own colour, together with the rich fragrance of rice, tempted the appetite.
By the time the group of judges had finished tasting them.
Nodded at each other.
“The taste is still good!”
“The medicinal properties nourish the five organs, the medicinal properties are good!”
“The only regret, the fire is too big and affects the whole.
The heart should not be too hasty, medicinal food is supposed to be a matter of slow work and careful work.”
To receive such an evaluation, the Xu Family’s medicinal dietician instantly showed a joyful expression on his face.
“Thank you seniors for your guidance, junior will bear it in mind.”
After saying this, he cast a provocative gaze at Lin Mo.
At this Lin Mo felt speechless.
Did this person not know that this secret recipe was from his own hand.
Using something of mine and showing off in front of me.
Is there something seriously wrong with him?