I shook my head helplessly.

"There are thousands of props in the world, why do you only recognize it, to be a food connoisseur?"

The fat man sighed.

"That's what my wife said. At least, I used to be a chef.

I thought, if you can't do it, I'll do my job. Being a cook and earning a little money is at least enough for the future expenses of your daughter-in-law and children. ”

I said.

"Isn't that good? ”

The fat male ghost had a tired face, and continued with a smile.

So, I started cooking at home.

However, I haven't been in the kitchen for 20 years since I became a food connoisseur.

Little brother, you know what, I can't even cut out the most basic shredded potatoes.

I put all my effort into making a big table of dishes for my wife. It took a whole afternoon to cut three cuts in my hand.

However, the food I made had no color and no fragrance. I can't taste it myself.

My wife was very cooperative, and she didn't have any leftovers on the table.

He complimented me and comforted me.

Speaking of my craft, my current craftsmanship has not changed at all from back then. I say that the food I cook is always delicious.

But I knew she was lying to me. Despite my wife's efforts to control her expression, she used countless beautiful words to praise me.

But I could see his eyes, and a person's eyes could not deceive.

I know. Now I don't even have the qualifications to be a cook.

In the past 20 years, I don't know what I've done.

I comment on other people's dishes every day, picking three minus four, and tasting the taste of other people's cooking.

However, I myself became a wreck. I can't fry even the most basic dish of shredded potatoes.

A genius chef in the eyes of others, and a food connoisseur who others regard as idols.

Lived to be 56 years old, lost his sense of taste, and had no craft. I completely lost myself. ”

The obese boy plunged the last insulin into his belly.

"Alas, it is easy to go from simplicity to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

When I was in my twenties and thirties, I never imagined that I would have such a beautiful day.

But at the age of 56, I can't accept being poor in my twenties and thirties.

So, I chose to give up my life and give up my life.

That day, while my wife was out to work.

I took a whole large bottle of sleeping pills and turned on the gas in my house.

I can't accept my downfall, I can't accept that I have fallen from the highest position.

I've been a real failure in this life. If I hadn't participated in that King Chef competition.

Or after the race, I didn't give up my old job for the sake of glory and wealth.

So I should be in a different situation today. ”

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

Like when I had just graduated from college. As long as I am given a stable salary of 4,000 yuan a month, I already feel that I am amazing.

But now, staying in the Huangquan Dumpling Restaurant every day, with a basic salary of 20,000 yuan a month, I still feel that the pressure of life is so great.

Money is a thing, I really have to save a little everything, if you spend it desperately, how much you earn is not enough to fill the emptiness in your heart.

People are always like this, this mountain looks at that mountain high. When you're hungry, you think it's good to have a steamed bun.

But if you can really live a life with a full stomach, you need big fish and meat every day.

Wait until the big fish and big meat are there, don't think about sea cucumbers, bird's nests, abalone fins, and lobsters.

Human beings are not satisfied, and human desires are like a black hole without a bottom.

No matter how hard you try, you can't fill it up.

Fat said sadly as he picked up the dishes on the table in front of him.

He couldn't taste it now. Although the fragrant ash oil wax soup dumplings in our Huangquan dumpling restaurant, the taste is so sweet and the taste is so soft and glutinous.

The fat male ghost couldn't taste it, and it was impossible for him to taste the last delicious meal before he walked on the Yellow Spring Road.

The current food, for obese male ghosts, is nothing more than a tool to extend life.

But now, he doesn't even have a life. What's the point of ordering such a table?

The obese male ghost picked up chopsticks, picked up a dumpling, and then chewed it slowly and filled it into his mouth.

The fat male ghost laughed as he ate.

After living for more than 50 years, I finally understand what it means to chew wax.

Unfortunately, I can't even imagine the smell of candles now. ”

I watched as the fat candy ate all the candles on the table in front of me.

Then, the fat man wipes his mouth.

Praise me.

"It was definitely the best meal I've ever had in the world. Candles are used as raw materials to make them look exactly the same as each dish.

In the past, I only thought that reviewing dishes should start from three points, one is color, the second is fragrance, and the third is taste.

Now I don't know. In fact, there is only one criterion for real food, and that is to be attentive.

Little brother, your dumpling restaurant has really put a lot of thought into the dishes.

If I get to the other side of the Yellow Spring, I still have the qualifications to speak.

I will definitely give you a big praise for the dumpling restaurant. ”

I smiled innocently and sent the fat boy out the door.

The fat man was also very generous, and he left us more than half of the paper money on his body.

It's a pity that these waste papers really don't have much effect on me.

I watched the fat man leave, and watched him walk little by little into the yellow light around the corner of the traffic light.

It's been another busy night.

I glanced at my watch and it was already 3:58 a.m. I survived another night shift and was ready to leave work soon.

I went to the back kitchen and called Niu Baiye and asked him to accompany me to clean up the front hall.

From time to time, big waves also get off work from the bar.

He drank a lot today. Niu Baiye started the old rule again, and boiled a big pot of thick milk tea in the back kitchen.

We cleaned the front room.

I helped the big wave to the single bed at the counter.

Niu Baiye came from the back kitchen with milk tea. Suddenly, the front hall of the entire dumpling restaurant was wafting with a strong milky fragrance and refreshing tea flavor.

Each of the three of us has a big cup, or a strong milk tea.

In this cold winter, you can make your body warm up quickly.

I turned on the TV hanging above the counter of the dumpling restaurant boredly.

A piece of Ben Cheng news is playing on it.

"Mr. Zhang Ziyu, a well-known food connoisseur in the city, committed suicide by turning on gas in his home at 12:16 this morning.

The cause of suicide is ominous.

When the Penang Food Association received the news, they all expressed their condolences for the passing of Mr. Teo Zi Yuk.

It is reported that Mr. Teo Zi Yu is the vice president of the Penang Food Association and a national first-class chef. He has served as a judge and guest of many programs such as "Food Competition", "Tiannandi and North Chef King", "Food Hard" and so on.

Mr. Zhang Ziyu has been famous in the food industry throughout his life. He committed suicide so suddenly, putting a heavy burden on his family.

Now, representatives of the Penang Food Association, as well as a number of official programmes, have launched donations.

......

We would like to thank Mr. Zhang Ziyu for his great contribution to the cause of Chinese cuisine. I also hope that Mr. Zhang Ziyu can rest in peace.

......。 ”

I think the fat man went really early.

If he could see this news, I think he would be very relieved.

Niu Baiye drank milk tea while sipping melon seeds.

"Zhang Ziyu! That was my idol when I was young.

I think it was because I watched his game. I made a lemon roasted geoduck and crushed the other chefs by a big score.

That's when I decided to be a good chef and win a championship or something.

Unexpectedly, why did my idol commit suicide?

I also wondered when I would have the opportunity to let him comment on my cooking.

After all, I've been a cook for so many years, and I don't know what level I am. ”

I looked at Niu Baiye, who was holding a milk tea bowl and drinking without an image. Smile with him.

"Brother Niu, your wish has come true! The fat man who was eating at our Huangquan Dumpling Restaurant just now.

Isn't that your idol?"

Niu Baiye was taken aback when he heard this.

"What? Why didn't I see it at all? When did Zhang Ziyu grow so fat!