Sitting in the luxurious western restaurant of the Wan Chai International Convention Centre, it doesn't matter what you eat, the important thing is to learn to order a cup of coffee and look at Victoria Bay in the distance and quietly pretend to be X.

It is a place where the political and business elite often dine and meet and the little bourgeois.

Zhou Dong found that since Huai Liangren walked into the Western restaurant, it was like a fish returning to the sea, and even the gentleman's taste on his body became much stronger.

In addition to him being a little unfamiliar with this environment, Zhou Aiguo, a guy who probes his brain, always makes the beautiful waitresses purse their lips and smile.

It wasn't until the chef of the western restaurant came to salute Guan Dasheng respectfully, and took a bite of the honorific title of 'Huai Shi', that the waitress's smile became much more sincere.

"Diligence is a hierarchical place, and island nations are particularly strong in this regard.

But even in Huaxia, junior chefs must maintain enough respect for the strong in the industry. ”

Guan Dasheng's words were unanimously approved by Yi Zhiyu, Huai Liangren and others, the old man seemed a little proud, carefully rinsed his mouth with a cup of warm milk he had just called, and then picked up a cup of pure water and drank it slowly.

"This is because in the hands of top chefs, whether it's a court feast or a variety of cheap snacks, it can become a delicacy.

People with money and power and people with no money can enjoy different cuisines, and in front of the food, they get a fair deal.

Chefs like you and me are people who can bring fairness to the world by their craft, so they deserve the respect of the industry. ”

"That's right, I agree with President Guan's words,

Lao Zhou, in fact, your biggest problem is that you have the ability to be a top chef, but you haven't adapted to the identity of a top chef.

You will be the real chef Zhou when you go back to this competition, and you must not be too kind to the junior chefs, it will only ruin your back kitchen!"

Huai Liangren's words made Dong Qishen and Lu Luxin nod silently, only Zhou Aiguo's heart was stunned for a while, he felt that the teacher was very good now.

Zhou Dong frowned slightly: "President Guan, it's time for us to enter the topic......"

Everyone also nodded, and they all looked at Guan Dasheng.

It was around 9 a.m., and although it was only two hours before lunch began, they all believed that with Zhou Dong's craftsmanship and understanding, they might only need a little useful information from Guan Dasheng to make the most authentic pan-fried pork patty.

At the same time, I was also very curious about this kind of Xiangjiang food that even Guan Dasheng said had been lost, and wanted to find out, if I could eat this lost delicacy in Zhou Dong's hands, it would be even more perfect.

"Hehe, people are verbose when they get old, since that's the case, let's get into the topic quickly. ”

Guan Dasheng said with a smile: "It is a fact that the raw fried meat cake rice has been lost, and even I, an old immortal known as the 'living fossil of Xiangjiang cuisine', don't know what the authentic recipe is."

The one that Master Xiao Zhou ate in Sha Tin only retains five points of taste at most, but then it has already been declared 'authentic', but in my old man's opinion, hehe......"

Dong Qishen frowned slightly and glanced at Guan Dasheng: "President Guan should have eaten authentic fried meat cake rice, right?"

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have invited Master Xiao Zhou here.

In the past few decades, I have also seen countless so-called 'geniuses', but unfortunately they are either packaged traffic chefs, or exaggerated ordinary qualifications.

Only Master Xiao Zhou's craftsmanship amazes me, although my old poisonous dragon has a poisonous tongue all his life, his favorite thing is to fall into the well and criticize badly, but I can't bear to see Master Xiao Zhou make unauthentic meatloaf rice, which hinders his reputation?"

Guan Dasheng thought for a while and said, "Although I don't know the recipe of authentic meatloaf rice, I can tell Master Xiao Zhou about the taste of meatloaf rice in my memory, maybe you can get some insights from it?"

Zhou Dong nodded: "Then thank you." ”

"Master Xiao Zhou doesn't need to be polite to me, an old man.

When it comes to the taste of authentic meatloaf rice, we have to mention the origin of this delicacy, presumably Chef Xiao Zhou also knows it, so the old man will not repeat it.

This delicacy can be said to be the 'New Year's Dinner' of the poor in Xiangjiang back then, and at the same time, it is the 'Zhuang Lao Rice' of the male laborers of the family, using the simplest ingredients, but making delicious and nutritious food.

In fact, when it comes to the essence of the ingredients, the current meatloaf rice is not lost to the back then, but why is it not authentic enough?"

Guan Dasheng paused slightly, took a sip of water, and then said: "In my opinion, it's because the current raw fried meat cake rice is missing a 'human fireworks'!"

The fireworks I am talking about are not the firewood pots of the year, let alone the smoky cooking techniques, this is completely a feeling, it is difficult to describe.

Well, I heard that Xiao Yi is a diligent person in Kyoto, and your favorite is the famous Kyoto dish of 'boiled fire'?

Then tell me, if you trace back to the source, which one is the best to eat braised and boiled.

Or in other words, which one is the most memorable for you?

Is it the small intestine Cheng in Kyoto, or is it the stew and fire that Master Xiao Zhou made later in Kyushu Dingshi?"

"What ...... this?"

Everyone originally thought that Yi Zhiyu would vigorously respect Zhou Dong's stewed fire, but they didn't expect him to fall into silence, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "If it is the moment, of course, it is Zhou Dong's braised fire that wins my heart the most."

Whether it is the color, aroma, or taste, it is simply impeccable, and there is nothing wrong with it.

But ......"

"Grandpa Yi, since you are impeccable and don't have any faults, isn't that the best, why do you have to say it?"

Lin Qing, who was squeezed into the corner of the wall by the 'gentleman' of Huailiangren, intentionally or unintentionally, was upset for Zhou Dong,

For this boiled fire, she wrote a special poem, in her opinion, Zhou Dong's boiled fire is the best, I really don't understand what Grandpa Yi has to find fault with?

"Maybe it's because it's impeccable and there's nothing wrong with it, so that's the biggest problem......

Yi Zhiyu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I remember when I was a child, the overpass was not what it is now, there were no rows of modern buildings, and there were lively shouts everywhere.

There are those who pull foreign films, those who sing big drum books, those who talk cross talk, those who play with banners, those who wrestle, and those who rub oil......

I remember that my father once took me to eat a bowl of braised boiled fire on the overpass, that is, I set up a stall next to the loess field where I wrestled, and the inside of the cauldron was steaming, but the outside of the cauldron was dusty.

The table is tattered, the stool still has three legs, and there is a bean curd jar on the table that is made of cracked cricket jars, and guests with heavy mouths can add them at will.

But the taste of that bowl of stewed stew has made me unforgettable to this day.

To say that the color and fragrance are not as impeccable as Zhou Dong's, and they are definitely not perfect, but they will give people a feeling that this is what they should be, and it is the most authentic feeling?

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for me to go to the south with my father, and when I returned as older, I found that the overpass was no longer the overpass of the past, and the stewed boiled stall was long gone.

Zhou boy, I'm not saying that the braised fire you made is not good enough, maybe my childhood memories have given this bowl of Tianqiao braised some extra points?"

"It's not the reason for any additional points, Xiao Yi, you can't forget this bowl of stewed cooking back then, in fact, it's not entirely because of nostalgia, but it has what I said - 'fireworks in the world'!"

Zhou Aiguo suddenly wanted to laugh, he had long heard that Chinese metaphysics was prosperous, and today he has seen it, what is the fireworks in the world, I don't know if African soil cakes count?

However, looking at the serious expressions of several old men, especially the teacher, who seemed to agree, he still didn't dare to laugh after all.

Dong Qishen nodded slowly and agreed: "President Guan said well, the fireworks in the world are one of the highest realms that my generation of chefs have pursued all their lives.

From the ordinary boiled and fried meatloaf rice, to the masterpieces of the eight major cuisines and the collection of ancient dishes, all of them are the same.

The dishes with the fireworks in the world may not be the best, but if there is no fireworks in the world, it will never be the best.

But looking at Huaxia Diligently, how many people can really grasp the mystery?"

Huai Liangren also nodded: "And as far as I know, the more simple the delicacies such as braised and boiled and fried meatloaf rice, the more difficult it is to make fireworks in the world."

President Guan is a former Xiangjiang chef, I don't know if there is a specific way to do it?"

What is the fireworks in the world, simply put, it is to return to the roots and be grounded!

In today's rampant world of all kinds of private dishes and high-end dinners,

Top chefs are getting farther and farther away from ordinary consumers, and they are getting farther and farther away from the fireworks in the world.

In this regard, Huai Liangren, who is on the front line of diligence, feels the deepest, as his dishes become more and more exquisite, and he receives more and more honors, he feels that he is gradually moving away from the road of cooking.

After all, Guan Dasheng is a person who once had the title of 'God Chef', not to mention how he behaves, there is indeed something worth learning from him in terms of cooking skills, and he sincerely asks for advice.

Dong Qishen secretly glanced at Zhou Dong: "Xiangjiang Chef or something, how can it be compared to my chef Hu Shenchu?"

The little junior brother is most valued by the teacher, but he has never been mentioned by the teacher to investigate the fireworks in this world?

I'm afraid it's difficult, I remember that my teacher once said, 'If you are a chef without the world's popularity, why should you stay in the world'?

This is a level of cooking for the realm, relying on understanding, not by talent and diligence can master the cooking skills......"

Guan Dasheng looked at everyone, and a smug look flashed in his old eyes.

"The fireworks in the world are a kind of realm for chefs, and naturally there is no operational way.

However, if you only talk about the delicacy of raw fried meatloaf rice, my old man still has some experience, and it may not be impossible to show this state through cooking.

Although it is still an expedient measure to sacrifice the basics and chase the end, maybe it can help Chef Xiao Zhou touch the edge of this realm through this delicacy?

I just don't know, is Master Xiao Zhou interested?"

Everyone was stunned, the 'Poison Dragon King' really deserves its reputation, and he still has this ability?

But looking at his smiling face, no matter how you look at it, it seems like he has another calculation, I'm afraid he won't easily tell his experience, right?

Zhou Dong smiled faintly: "No matter how mysterious the realm is, in the end, it must be shown through certain characteristics.

If I'm not mistaken, President Guan must have summed up a lot of the characteristics of this dish, right?"

"Yes, yes. ”

Guan Dasheng smiled slightly: "Only a person like me, who has eaten authentic raw fried meat cake rice and has a unique study of food, can summarize these characteristics, you just go to the shop in Shatin to eat a hundred times, I'm afraid you can't summarize it."

Unless, you can spend all your precious time studying your cooking skills on this pancake rice dish and keep cooking it thousands, if not tens of thousands, of times, and maybe you can find some inspiration, but it's absolutely impossible.

How can a talented chef like you, with so many famous dishes and even ancient recipes to learn, spend all his time here?"

Zhou Dong smiled: "What President Guan said is so difficult, it is nothing more than to let me know that your experience is very valuable.

So it's not that you can't tell me, but you have certain conditions attached, right?"

"I said, you are a genius who amazes me, your silk ~ sock milk tea and pineapple bun make my old poisonous dragon convinced!

So my so-called conditions are actually not conditions, because I have no malicious intentions, and the conditions proposed are only good for you, without any harm, Master Xiao Zhou, I am very sincere......"

"Oh, President Guan should know that Zhou Dong is a member of our Suzhou Provincial Cuisine Association, and I, the president of the Suzhou Provincial Cuisine Association, would like to hear it, what are your conditions?"

Dong Qishen is so sophisticated, he has vaguely guessed Guan Dasheng's thoughts,

In fact, it's not to blame this old poisonous dragon, when he was in Chudu, there were many people who were interested in Zhou Dong.

"Although the name of Xiangjiang Chef is nothing, he is also the first person in Xiangjiang to be diligent!

Since I received this title, I don't know how many people have wanted to worship under my disciple for decades, but I have only accepted one disciple!

It's a pity that when I was about to pass on all my cooking skills to this genius disciple, he died of a violent illness!

Since him, I have had a lot of students in the Xiangjiang food world, and even countless students, but there is always a shortage of real disciples!"

Guan Dasheng looked at Zhou Dong eagerly: "I'm talking about the mantle disciple!"

After becoming my mantle disciple, not only can I do my best cooking, but I will also be the first person in Xiangjiang in the future!

Zhou Sheng, if you are willing to worship me as a teacher, I, as a master, will naturally pass on all my experience and experience about raw fried meat cakes and rice to you.

This is the opportunity I gave you, and this is the opportunity you gave me,

As long as you nod your head, we will be both master and apprentice, father and son in the future, and everything I have will be yours!

Including my reputation, status, and billions of family fortunes, they will all be inherited by you, a disciple of the mantle, in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, even Huai Liangren didn't feel a little lemon heart.

The only disciple and heir of the Xiangjiang Divine Chef! There are countless family fortunes! I am afraid that another person will not be able to ask for it, but now he is regarded as a quid pro quo, and he insists on stuffing it into Zhou Dong's arms?

Chef Huai is not greedy for money and fame, but a little unconvinced.

This is not yet the final round, even Guan Dasheng is only focused on Zhou Dong, how did he, the winner of the last Supreme Gold Award, become a soy sauce player?

It's so sour......

Since Huai Liangren became famous, it has always been other people who sour him, and today is the first time he has taken the initiative to sour others, so he knows that this feeling is very uncomfortable.

"It can't be!"

Without waiting for Zhou Dong to express his position, Dong Qishen had already decisively refused, what are you kidding, my little junior brother is also something that you, an old poisonous dragon, can covet?

What are you as a Xiangjiang chef, compared to your teacher, that is, an ordinary man, how can you know the real chef's means!

Guan Dasheng didn't pay attention to Dong Qishen, just looked at Zhou Dong: "Zhou Sheng, I hope you will think about it carefully...... I ......"

"I don't think about it. ”

Zhou Dong shook his head and said, "Thank you President Guan for your attention, but unfortunately, you and I have no chance." ”