This sentence was unexpected by Song Zixuan, he thought that Fang Jingzhi was reluctant to mention this issue, but who knew that he continued.

"In the early years, some old chefs would play with a hand of fire control when they were sparring, some could change the fire, some could change the shape of the fire, and the most refined of the game could basically hold the flame to stir-fry. ”

After Fang Jingzhi finished speaking, Song Zixuan frowned slightly: "This ...... It's too suspenseful, isn't it? Grandpa, it's all from the film, do you remember it?"

In Song Zixuan's opinion, Fang Jingzhi is getting older, or he has memorized these things with the bridges in the movie.

However, Fang Jingzhi ignored it and continued: "But later, some people couldn't afford to play, and when they lost, they didn't admit it, so they began to play yin, controlling fire and hurting people. ”

Speaking of this, Song Zixuan remembered the scene he had in Nantai City.

Maybe Zong Tianyu may not attack himself because he can't afford to lose, but no matter what the reason, he must hate himself.

And it was the time when the two of them were challenging and competing, and this move was made, which hurt the opponent and affected the opponent's performance to a greater extent.

Whatever the reason, this thing is indeed a joke.

"So, later, many cooks, especially a few highly respected ones, began to propose that fire control should not be used, including cooking and fighting, after all, this trick is too yin, and sometimes it is easy to kill. ”

Song Zixuan nodded slowly: "That's right, then no one will use it later?"

Fang Jingyi smiled: "Then how can it be, there is always a fly in a pot of soup, but most people don't use it anymore, and they won't pass this technique down." ”

Saying that, Fang Jingzhi looked at Song Zixuan: "Sun thief, you didn't teach this technique by me, you realized it yourself, don't talk nonsense when you go out, you can only realize the trick if you are bad in your heart." ”

Song Zixuan scratched his head in embarrassment: "Okay grandpa, don't say it so ugly, if I'm bad, I'll learn from you." ”

"When did Lao Tzu break down? You little rabbit cub, but your talent is not simple, and you can actually understand fire control by yourself. ”

As he spoke, Fang Jingzhi leaned forward and said with a serious face: "But you must remember it for Lao Tzu, and you are not allowed to use it at will." ”

Song Zixuan nodded vigorously: "Remember, grandpa, but what you said, some people control the fire to change the fire power and fire shape, and some people hold the flame in their hands, what is this for?"

Fang Jingzhi leaned on the couch, raised his head and said, "This...... Cooking depends on fire, but fire is dead and alive, and when needed, it will be changed. ”

"The heat is to turn it up and down, and the fire shape is to heat the bottom of the pot in different forms, sometimes it needs to be even, sometimes it needs to be heated emphatically. ”

Fang Jingzhi said with a smile: "You can teach, modern kitchenware can achieve this, but it may not be satisfactory, but the control of human hands can be precise, understand?"

Song Zixuan nodded: "I understand, but ...... Grandpa, the premise of holding the flame with your hand must be to ensure that your hand is not burned, but what is the effect?"

"Then you can achieve the ultimate in precision, every flame is under control, which is not possible with a furnace or a current stove. ”

Hearing this, Song Zixuan was also slowly digesting in his heart, indeed, only the ultimate control can cook the ultimate dish.

Looking at Song Zixuan's contemplative appearance, Fang Jingzhi said: "Boy, when I was young, I was like you, and I turned the world upside down, but you must remember that as a chef, only when you hold the frying spoon firmly can you really succeed." ”

Hearing this, Song Zixuan's heart shook.

Indeed, as Fang Jingzhi said, he has actually wanted to study the recipes of the Qing Palace during this time, but whether it is the Fortune Hotel or the Xunfeng Garden, it is difficult for him to withdraw.

The contradictions between these things made Song Zixuan have no choice, on the one hand, there were recipes that he had to study, new dishes that he had to research, and on the other hand, the two restaurants could not ignore them.

He sighed helplessly, and suddenly recalled the time when he was working at the Spring Coriander Restaurant.

Comfortable and unfettered......

Afterwards, Song Zixuan cleaned up the house again, made the bed for Fang Jingzhi, and left.

When they got home, Han Rong and Song Yinan hadn't slept yet, and they were chatting at the bedside.

Seeing that Song Zixuan was back, Han Rong hurriedly got up: "Little Er, are you so early today?"

Hearing his mother's care, Song Zixuan's heart warmed and smiled: "Mom, I've eaten it." ”

Looking at the environment in the house, this is where I grew up to live, but now, the three people are too small to be crammed here.

Song Zixuan secretly decided that he must change houses in the near future.

"By the way, Xiao Er, if you are not busy in a few days, you can go to Jinming Office Building, Film and Television is also ready to move over, the laboratory you want is relatively simple, and you can get it out in two or three days. ”

Hearing this, Song Zixuan came to the spirit.

I was still thinking about it at Old Man Fang just now, I have been entangled in so many things recently, and I don't have time to study the recipes of the Qing Palace.

And if we can reach the mass production of imperial fried rice as soon as possible, it will be an extra morning.

When the time comes, you can go to Xunfeng Yuan in the morning and read the recipe in the office first, in that case...... It's definitely much more comfortable.

Immediately, Song Zixuan immediately said: "Ah, so fast, no problem, sister, there won't be anything in the laboratory, right?"

Song Yinan glanced at him: "Nonsense, your sister got it for you, can it be bad? I will never go bad if all the equipment is good." ”

Song Zixuan smiled: "Hehe, that's good, in fact, the main thing is the sealing machine, and the room is closed enough." ”

"Don't worry, the room is big, the laboratory part is not even open, the airtightness of the door is no problem, including the sound insulation is also the best. ”

"Haha, that's great, worthy of Mr. Song. ”

"Fuck off, dead junior, make fun of your sister, don't you?"

Han Rong also laughed when she saw her children arguing: "Okay, okay, one of you two is the boss of the company and the other is the owner of the hotel, can you stop talking about work at my house?"

Hearing this, both of them laughed, and Song Zixuan said: "Mom is right, don't talk about it, by the way, Mom, I plan to change our house in the near future." ”

"What? I think that's good. Han Rong said as she looked at the environment in the room.

Although the house is small, the three of them have been used to living here, and for her, there is not much pursuit.

Song Zixuan said: "No, I can't change it, Mom, I don't care, but look at how old my sister is, why do you have to have her own room?"

Looking at Song Yinan, Han Rong nodded: "Yes, other people's daughters have their own rooms, girl, you don't blame your mother, do you?"

"Come on, Mom, when did I blame you? It's me, I've been making you angry......"

Song Yinan is also in her twenties, but in front of her mother, she looks like a docile little princess.

"I'm thinking about changing the bungalow for us, bringing a yard, and you can still grow flowers and vegetables in the future, Mom, and have some fun." Han Rong smiled: "Okay, Mom listens to you, but how much does it cost?"

Hearing this, Song Zixuan and Song Yinan glanced at each other and smiled.

"Mom, don't worry about it, Xiao Er is rich!"

Song Zixuan said: "Yes, sister, don't be funny, I really don't have the money to buy a house, especially a bungalow, it's not cheap now." ”

"Two, I actually think ...... It doesn't matter what kind of house you buy, it's okay to build a house, don't be too expensive, it's not easy for you to make money......"

"Okay Mom, don't worry about this," Song Zixuan looked at Song Yinan, "Sister, I have a little in my hand, but ...... There's no need, just listen to me when the time comes, someone will pay for it. ”

Song Yinan frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly opened his eyes wide: "You mean to let ......"

Song Zixuan smiled and made a gesture of boosing, and the two sisters looked at each other and smiled, as if they had a tacit understanding.

The two of them were naturally talking about Song Yunlang.

This second uncle has taken advantage of their father in recent years, and he also used public funds to drum up a restaurant, which Song Yinan has also heard of after taking over the company.

It shouldn't be a problem to ask him for one or two million.

In the next two days, Song Zixuan did not go to the Great Food Dynasty, but went directly to Xunfeng Yuan every morning to see the recipes of the Qing Palace.

This is not because of the mass production of imperial fried rice, but because Song Zixuan does not plan to sell it.

During this time, the other party was closed for rectification, and the fortune restaurant had no competitors at all, so it was good to sell ordinary dishes.

With Zheng Hui's cooking skills, it is relatively normal for the restaurant to have normal running water.

Of course, Cheng Baye has also called a few times, after all, there has been so many days of flowing water, for Cheng Baye, it is almost like a blood drop from his heart......

However, Song Zixuan still patiently persuaded him first, after all, it was not bad for these few days, and it was not too late to put it on the shelves when Chunxia Garden was completely down.

In addition, the Dragon Metropolis is about to reopen for a while, and the mixed entertainment of bathing, catering and KTV should also become a landscape in the entertainment industry of Dumen City.

For this alone, Cheng Baye's commission is enough to make him full.

Of course, Song Zixuan will not control it personally, and all these tasks have fallen on Song Yinan's head.

Only when she encounters a difficult problem to solve, maybe she will turn to Song Zixuan for help.

In the past two days, Song Zixuan has also gained a lot of insights, whether it is the introduction of Lu Lijun or Ren Damin, they have brought some leaders and CEOs, and Song Zixuan also presented five soups with golden scales.

In this repeated cooking, Song Zixuan's experience has made some progress, which has obviously promoted his comprehension of the new dish Doulongmen.

It's just that he didn't comprehend all the ingredients, and he didn't plan to get started directly.

It wasn't until the morning of the third day that Song Zixuan went to the Facai Hotel, and he should also learn about the situation in the store.

Looking at the account book, the turnover of the past two days is not bad, although a few thousand yuan a day is not comparable to the profit of God King Fried Rice, but it is enough to have some income on top of all costs.

"Hehe, it seems that Chunxia Garden is still not open. Looking at the Chunxia Garden with the door closed across the road, Song Zixuan smiled.

Yang Gang nodded: "Yes, second master, but I heard that it seems that the door is about to open in the past two days, and it should be a new recipe design." ”

Ling Ke'er stepped forward and said, "Master, but I have discovered one thing in the past two days, although Chunxia Garden is closed, a man will come over every day, and he will stay for a day. ”

This sentence made Song Zixuan stunned.