Subsequently, Fang Jingzhi was pushed into the senior ward of the hospital.

The rest of the people left the hospital first, after all, only one person was allowed to accompany the bed.

Others can only visit the old man during their daily visiting hours.

This is also the system of many large city hospitals, after all, there are too many people visiting, and there is no fixed time, which has an impact on the order of the hospital and the recovery of patients.

After wiping Old Man Fang's face, Song Zixuan sat quietly on the edge of the bed.

Looking at his grandfather's old face, extremely weak, his lips were dark purple, and his eye sockets were slightly sunken, Song Zixuan was distressed.

He suddenly remembered that when his grandfather led him to the antique stall when he was a child, his grandfather at that time was ...... He is in good spirits, walks like the wind, and is not slower than young people.

Can ...... now

Thinking of this, Song Zixuan lay in front of the old man's window and cried silently.

On this day, only Song Zixuan accompanied Fang Jingzhi, and he felt infinitely guilty.

Maybe...... Since I took over my father's company, then worked in a few restaurants, and then went to the food academy, I have less and less time to accompany the old man.

"Grandpa, you are getting better, and your grandson has been with you and talking to you. ”

Fang Jingzhi's breathing was still the same, but there was no other reaction.

I don't know when, Song Zixuan fell asleep next to the old man.

Until late at night, Song Zixuan was woken up by a gentle touch.

He slowly raised his head and saw that the old man was looking at him, his gaze calm and gentle.

"Grandpa?"

"Boy, I'm ...... I think I'm dying, right?"

Hearing the old man's weak voice, Song Zixuan was pleasantly surprised.

"Grandpa, don't talk nonsense, aren't you all awake? You have been in a coma before, and you scared me to death. ”

Fang Jingzhi smiled slightly: "People are old, that's it, what is there to be scared to death." ”

"Grandpa, you wait, I'll call the doctor. ”

"Don't go ......" Fang Jingzhi said, "Let's talk." ”

Song Zixuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded and sat down again.

"Grandpa, how are you?

Fang Jingzhi shook his head slowly: "As I get older, my body functions are aging, and I feel like driving a car for decades and repairing it again...... It's also old. ”

"You're almost there, you're old and healthy, and you'll live for a few more decades!"

Song Zixuan wiped his tears and said.

Fang Jingzhi shook his head and smiled: "Silly boy, I know my body myself, by the way, how is the dragon soaring four seas?"

Song Zixuan's heart was shocked, and he suddenly found ...... In fact, he didn't know the old man very well.

It seems that every time they meet, the old man asks this question.

In the past, he would have been a little impatient in his heart, why did he ask every time, but this time he found that the old man seemed to care about himself from the bottom of his heart.

"Grandpa, I think I can already make it, I have already got the bamboo glue, when you are ready, I will try it when I go back." ”

Fang Jingzhi nodded slowly: "Longteng Sihai is not a dish, it is a kind of culinary realm, in fact, the dishes on the recipes of the Qing Palace are already the ultimate when they reach Doulongmen." ”

"What? Not a dish?"

Song Zixuan was stunned for a moment and asked.

"Not bad, Zixuan, cooking...... You've been in contact for a long time, and you've made a name for yourself in the Chinese culinary world. ”

"This time, grandpa watched the north and south kitchen gods come to visit the old man because of you, grandpa is very happy!"

Fang Jingzhi touched the top of Song Zixuan's head and said.

Song Zixuan lowered his head and smiled: "Old man, you rarely praise me." ”

"Fart, I praise you...... I have to let you hear it all?"

As soon as he heard this, Song Zixuan's heart warmed, the old man has always been like this, and he scolded when he opened his mouth.

But...... How would he know how Fang Jingzhi praised him behind his back?

"Grandpa, this dragon is flying all over the world...... Why do you say there are no recipes?"

Fang Jingzhi smiled faintly: "Boy, where is the recipe of the Dragon Soaring World?"

Song Zixuan thought for a moment and said, "Hmm, it's in the Qing Palace recipe!"

After thinking about it again, he said: "No, grandpa, the four seas of Longteng are actually Doulongmen, but the ingredients are changed, and the recipes are in Doulongmen." ”

Fang Jingzhi smiled silently.

Song Zixuan couldn't help frowning slightly: "This ...... Grandpa, I understand, I understand!"

Fang Jingzhi smiled slightly: "Understood, what do you understand?"

"Grandpa, I understand what you mean, and I understand that "Yongshanlu" dominates the country!"

"Domination?"

Fang Jing was stunned.

Song Zixuan nodded, and immediately said that he had read the content of "Yongshanlu".

In the first half of the book, as the old man said, ordinary dishes occupy most of the space, and the only outstanding ones are Jinyu fried rice, Jinlan Wudao soup, Doulongmen and Longteng Sihai.

And what he doesn't understand the most is to dominate the country.

On the surface, unification is the last dish in the recipe, but there are some things that are not written in the introduction of the dishes.

There is no cooking method at all, not even an introduction to the ingredients.

So from that time, Song Zixuan was sure that this unification of the country was not a dish at all, but it could not be ignored, and it was definitely mysterious.

And after chatting with the old man today, Song Zixuan instantly enlightened.

I think correctly, this unification of the country is the true meaning of "Yongshan Lu", and it is also the true meaning of cooking.

Just like Fang Jingzhi said just now, the four seas of Longteng are not a dish, but a realm of cooking.

"Grandpa, you're right, the four seas of Dragon Teng are a realm, in fact, cooking is a realm, the realm is high, there are no recipes at all!"

Hearing this, Fang Jingzhi smiled knowingly.

"Boy, you know, the old man has never read "Yongshanlu", and he doesn't know what dominates the country, but what you think is right, sometimes...... Recipes are rules and regulations. ”

"But cooking is done by the heart, and when you integrate cooking into your body, your soul, and your life, there is no point in these rules. ”

"For newcomers, the recipe is a kind of training, a ladder, a shortcut, but after a long time, it has become a kind of resistance. ”

"For senior chefs, you give him the recipe again, and then follow the steps above to do it, the recipe is a shackle, a fetter, and an obstacle to the realm!"

Song Zixuan nodded seriously: "Grandpa, I understand, and I also understand what to do." ”

Fang Jingyi smiled: "Yingguo's Minamino Kei is coming, right?"

Song Zixuan was slightly stunned: "Grandpa, do you know this?"

Fang Jingzhi nodded slowly: "Nanno Kei...... He is not young, I remember that he learned a dish from me in the capital, and according to the rules of our China, he entered my door. ”

"Oh my God, grandpa, really......? I'm kind of in the same house as him, right?"

"Sort of, it's quite awkward for you to call him Senior Brother, he's about the same age as me, but according to Lao Li'er, it's really like this. ”

Song Zixuan couldn't cry or laugh, according to Lao Li'er, the opponent he would lead the team to face this time turned out to be his senior brother......

Then, after chatting a few more words, Song Zixuan poured some water for Fang Jingzhi to drink, and then let the old man rest.

After all, now that I'm weak and I've just been in a coma, I can't say too much.

The next morning, Fang Jingzhi had eaten early, and Ling Zhen and the others came to see the old man.

Knowing that the old man woke up, everyone was very happy, Han Rong also specially stewed chicken soup, and Fang Jingzhi was also happy.

For him, the older he gets, the more he likes to be lively, and so many people come to see him, so he is naturally happy.

"Elder Fang, take good care of your body, this illness is not a big deal, you can live to at least one hundred and two!"

Fang Jingzhi smiled when he heard this: "Then borrow your auspicious words, hey, it's just that this person, the older he gets, the more he remembers the things when he was young." ”

Ling Zhen nodded: "Yes, at that time, we were also simple, and although the cultural level was lower, it was more real. ”

"Yes, I was really happy to drink at that time, I remember once I came to the ferry, we went up to Jiufeng Tower, you know Jiufeng Tower, right?"

Ouyang Fengyao said: "I know, don't hide it from Elder Fang, when I was young, my father also brought me here once, at that time, the ferry gate was more prosperous than Zhonghai, and Jiufeng Tower was known as the first floor in the world." ”

Fang Jingzhi said with a smile: "Yes, at that time, those who could go up to Jiufeng Tower could be called a master, I remember that at that time, the most exciting thing was to look down on the second floor of Jiufeng Tower." ”

"At that time, Dumen was one of the most prosperous in the country, and the small businesses were full, including those selling steamed buns, fried dough sticks, silk and satin, and pulling foreign films......

Saying that, Fang Jingzhi seemed to be stuck in memories, at this age, memories seem to be a must-do every day.

"Yes, Elder Fang, I remember that the balcony on the second floor was locked at that time, that is, only a master like you could go upstairs to enjoy the view. ”

Ling Zhen said with envy, after all, at that time, Ling Zhen was not even a little cook, he was still a child.

Hearing this, Song Zixuan suddenly remembered that in fact, he and Baylor's Jiufeng Building was also on the second floor.

"Grandpa, I'll let you climb the Jiufeng Tower again!"

When Song Zixuan said this, everyone was stunned.

Fang Jingzhi looked at him: "Silly boy, there are some things, aftertaste...... Very good!"

Song Zixuan didn't say anything more, but he decided in his heart that Jiufeng Tower must open immediately.

Grandpa's body is not as good as day by day, maybe he will really leave one day, if he doesn't go to Jiufeng Tower, it will definitely be the regret of Song Zixuan's life.

That night, when Song Zixuan was with the bed, he contacted Baylor and asked about the situation of Jiufeng Tower.

Baylor said that everything was ready, and in terms of personnel, he would buy a team directly from the hotel in Yanjing at a high price.

In this case, as long as the recipe is printed, you can open it directly.

Song Zixuan immediately provided Baylor with a set of recipes, plus Baylor's, and fused them into a complete set of recipes.

One of the main dishes is Doulongmen, and the other is flame tofu.

The chef who made the flame tofu was the chef Han Fei who was admitted to the Western restaurant at the beginning.

After Han Fei broke up with the money worshipper, he has been following Baylor, from chef to chef, and now he is also a figure with a monthly income of 40,000 or 50,000 yuan.

This time, Baylor promoted him to be the chef of Jiufeng Tower, also out of trust, after all, it was impossible for Song Zixuan to guard Jiufeng Tower all the time.

All this is ready, Song Zixuan's heart fell to the ground, and his only wish now is that the old man can continue to live toughly.