Chapter 951: Dream Pig or Dream Me 2
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Xia Zheng raised his eyebrows. An Imperial Chef was specifically to serve the royal family in the palace and couldn’t go out and cook privately. This person who claimed to be Bai Er not only left the capital but also had the gall to compete with Lin Yuan. He didn’t seem like someone from the Imperial kitchen either. Who was he really? And what was his purpose for coming here?
Lin Yuan had heard Bai Er’s words, of course, but she naturally wasn’t as clear about the palace rules as Xia Zheng was, so she didn’t take them to heart.
Bai Er picked up a potato and grinned cheekily, "It’s so smooth! The texture is not bad, heh heh."
That playful arch of the eyebrows and the vibrant, spring-like smile on his face made Xia Zheng feel nervous on the inside. It was just a potato, and yet this guy’s thoughts had already gone astray.
Shopkeeper Liu coughed and explained the rules; they were straightforward—each person had three potatoes, and the first to finish cutting them into evenly sized strips would win. After both selected their potatoes, Shopkeeper Liu gave the signal to start, and the two began with orderly precision.
In the entire hall, only the sound of the knife hitting the cutting board could be heard, the blades in their hands reflecting a bright light. One could only see their right hands moving up and down, as the neatly cut potato strips flew about.
The attendants in the hall all held their breath as they watched their hands and the potatoes, uttering words of admiration.
Lin Yuan had dealt with potatoes for many years; she could cut them even with her eyes closed. She glanced at Bai Er from across her and saw that he was completely focused, his eyes fixed on the potato in his hand, his lips pursed together tightly.
And his potato cutting was very skilled. Cutting potatoes was not simple, especially peeling them and soaking them in water—round and slippery, they were hard to hold, let alone cut into evenly sized strips or threads.
Watching the potato strips cut by Bai Er, Lin Yuan couldn’t help but smile; no wonder this guy was confident enough to compete with her—he did have some skills.