Chapter 55: The Kitchen God and the Novel

In Beverly Hills, Los Angeles, there is a restaurant called "Spago".

Founded by Wolfgang Parker, a top chef who has been in charge of Oscar parties for decades, it is so well-known in Los Angeles that it was awarded two stars by Michelin a long time ago.

Recently, Mr. Wolfgang Parker has been quite troubled because his two-star restaurant Spago is preparing to sprint for three stars, but it has not made a dish that will definitely satisfy the judges.

To this end, he tried new dishes everywhere, planned a menu that would satisfy him, and searched and searched, but there was still a lack of a main dish.

Last night.

Mr. Wolfgang Parker, having dinner with friends, in an ordinary small French restaurant, ordered a Tomahawk steak for the main course.

It was just a sparse and ordinary trifle, but when he tasted this steak, Mr. Parker was simply stunned by the taste buds that bloomed in his mouth, and he was completely speechless as he looked at this steak that had been grilled to seven ripe.

The meat is soft and tender, and when chewed, it exudes a sweet and fragrant fragrance, rich in fat, but does not make people feel greasy, as if surrounded by sunlight and grass.

He had eaten so many delicious foods that he hadn't felt this kind of amazement for a long time.

As a chef, knowing what kind of cooking this Tomahawk steak has undergone, with only a little salt, a little black pepper, and the charming flavor of the beef itself, it's hard to believe that such a steak comes from an ordinary small restaurant.

After taking a sip of wine and continuing to taste, when the aroma of red wine and the aroma of beef combined, and produced a wonderful combination in his mouth, his eyes closed when he enjoyed it.

Suddenly got up and walked to the kitchen, which was very rude for the chef who was cooking, but Wolfgang Parker couldn't take care of it so much, and under the curious gaze of his friends, he rushed into the kitchen separated by the door, and asked loudly, "Who made the tomahawk steak at table seven just now?!"

Several chefs were stupefied, thinking that the customer had eaten his hair or was not satisfied with the taste, and one young chef had a little shaky leg and raised his hand in fright.

With a smile on his face, Wolfgang Parker walked over and hugged him and said, "That's great! You should come to work in my kitchen! I've never enjoyed such a wonderful steak, did you use some unique curing technique to beat the beef to make it soft? Make it again and show me, immediately!"

Really, come and work in my restaurant, and if I can prove your cooking skills, I will offer you a job with an annual salary of more than $150,000 later!"

A few minutes later.

I saw the young chef take out a piece of beef from the freezer, the kind with Wal-Mart packaging, without even tearing off the label, and the price was twenty-nine dollars and ninety-nine cents, weighing only one hundred and fifty grams.

Just wash it and put it on a shelf and bake it over a charcoal fire.

The technique was not meticulous, and the method was quite rough, which made Parker feel that he was being teased, and he endured it before turning away.

Nothing was added, nothing was beaten, it was really just sprinkled with salt and black pepper, and it was just put on a plate.

The young chef's eyes are shining, and he probably still thinks about the job that pays 150,000 US dollars a year.

Wolfgang Parker didn't know what to say, he obviously wanted six medium rare, and when he cut it, he found that it was more than seven minutes, and he clearly felt that the dish had been ruined, but when he entered it, he found that although he was a little old, it still had a mysterious fragrance.

I finally understood that it wasn't the chef who made it delicious, but the meat itself.

I quickly picked up the box in the trash can, only to see that the label said - Cleveland Angus Cow.

The first time he heard about this brand of beef, he took the same piece of beef and asked a chef to take off his clothes and put it on, and when it was done, he found that the taste was simply amazing, and he couldn't help but scold that it was a waste of good beef......

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This side of the Cleveland Ranch.

Through a conversation with Zhang Xiaokai, Mr. Gold Sr. thought he had found a knack for raising good cattle.

As for Daddy Zhang, he didn't understand anything, so he just messed around raising cattle, which in Mr. Gold's eyes was a manifestation of selfishness.

When they left their house, they were full of pride, thinking that they would install a set of radio when they returned, play music to the cattle every day, and leave them alone, so that the cattle and sheep can grow naturally in a comfortable environment, avoiding any unnecessary human intervention.

"Son, what's the matter with him?"

"God just knew, probably because we saw that the cattle on our side were good, and my eyes were so red that I wanted to secretly learn how to raise them. Zhang Xiaokai shrugged his shoulders and replied, he didn't tell his father about the golden bird, for fear of scaring him, since he didn't know whether to say it or not, then don't say it at all.

Eat breakfast when it's time for breakfast, change clothes when it's time to change clothes.

After his father went out, Zhang Xiaokai watched TV at home for a while, and he didn't have to continue reading for the time being, he always felt bored.

During the period, I received a call from Mr. Stewart, saying that he had started typesetting and proofreading, and asked him some questions, and the book was completed by the two of them, and Zhang Xiaokai revised it all over once, and Mr. Stewart had to ask for his opinion in some places.

After hanging up the phone, I thought about it, and felt that writing seemed quite interesting, and I was a little itchy, and I wondered if I should write it myself, just to pass the time.

Just do it!

Go upstairs and sit in the study, open the Word program on the computer and start the idea.

The idea of writing a science fiction novel is born first, and there are more warships, planets, aliens, etc. in my mind in an instant, and humans are naturally the protagonists.

After I was really ready to write, trouble came, first thinking about how to describe the spaceship, and then thinking about how the plot would develop, and my confidence gradually collapsed.

Sitting in front of the computer for more than half an hour, I finally let out a long breath, thinking about writing casually, and more than two hours passed in a blink of an eye, and I looked back and looked again...... What the hell is written?

Select and delete all, close the computer, and the writer's dream is over for the time being.

From the idea of writing for a living to the shattering of the dream, only three hours passed.

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It's a holiday.

Re-download a good game, and a stay at home is a few days.

After playing until he was about to vomit, he lost interest and began to look for novels to read, and the Chinese students in the school often said that the Chinese version of the online novel was very interesting, he had learned Chinese characters, and he could also understand it.

This look, I was trapped again, one after another, staying up all night to watch, watching all night, day and night upside down.

By the time Zhang Xiaokai came to his senses, it was already the beginning of 2011, and the festive atmosphere at home was not strong, and on Christmas Eve, he only received a red envelope of 200 US dollars as a gift, a low-quality plastic Christmas tree, only 50 centimeters high.

When his son doesn't care about the festival, Daddy Zhang is naturally too lazy to pay attention, although it is a holiday, because of the lack of manpower, he is also very busy.

Zhang Xiaokai, who is addicted to novels and can't extricate himself, has recently had both unicorns, Donghuang bells and other divine beast artifacts in his head, as well as flying sword magic weapons, picking stars in his hands, etc., and he can dream of being chased by little monsters, which seems to have opened the door to a new world.

More than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

School only started in March, and now it is the beginning of January, he finally couldn't stand it, and his patience with this son who held his mobile phone all day was to the limit, and after confiscating the mobile phone, he took Zhang Xiaokai out to sea to catch crabs.

The Dungeness crabs in the nearby waters are very large, and the price is also high, and after more than a month, plus the fish production, they almost earned 350,000 US dollars, Zhang Xiaokai did not forget to make it bad, and from time to time took advantage of the shallow water in the river to catch the golden bird and put it aside for a few days, which was regarded as killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, and the fishermen who came to fish were miserable.

They have to spend a lot of fuel and labor costs to drive the fishing boats, and they can't catch fish every once in a while, and there are no Dungeness crabs to catch, so they often suffer heavy losses, and they are reluctant to come over time.

Seeing those fishing boats leaving, Zhang Xiaokai would put the golden birds back into the river to attract a school of fish, there were many fish in the sea, and there were many fish in the shallow water.

When he went to the market in mid-January, he also bought a piglet and came back and kept it in front of his house.

Daddy Zhang bought a herd of alpacas, a total of thirty alpacas, and planned to keep them as pets.

On this day, I suddenly received a call from Jennifer, saying that she was bored after returning from traveling, and ran away from home after quarreling with her parents, and was going to come over to join this elementary school brother......