Chapter 7 [Cao Yidao]

"You're beautiful, I'm just a little shocked"

After Zhou Yi withdrew from the system, he half-disguised a piece of fragrant lees wine and meat and stuffed it into his mouth: "I didn't expect that in a small restaurant like the old place, there would be a special first-class chef, and I don't know how much it cost the old place to get it." ”

"It's not so exaggerated, right?" Zhu Xiaohua shook her head and said, "This plate of fragrant lees wine and meat is delicious, but you can be sure of the craftsmanship of a first-class chef?"

Although he is also a qualified foodie, he has not yet been able to distinguish the level of the chef, this fragrant lees wine and meat is very good, it must be from the hands of a special chef, but it is difficult to say whether it is a special grade.

Looking at the whole country, how many real special first-class people can there be? Those are all the characters who haunt Zhongnan ~ Hai, State Guesthouse, and People's XX Hall, and will run to a mid-range small restaurant in a second-tier city? One Thousand and One Nights is not so fantastic, right?

"Hehe, Xiaohua, you don't understand. If you look at these meat slices, the slices are five centimeters long, three centimeters wide, and three millimeters thick.

After the sub-professional chef has reached the full level, Zhou Yi has officially transformed from a foodie to a top food connoisseur, and if the food channel now asks him to be a judge, it is definitely deserved.

Moreover, the system has determined that the person who made this dish is equivalent to the eighth level of cooking skills, which corresponds to the chef in reality, which is the special level, which means that Zhou Yi, the culinary god of the ninth level of the Great Perfection, is already an existence that surpasses the special level chef.

"And this sake lees, which is made of red glutinous rice. The so-called glutinous rice in the world is out of three yangs, Liyang, Sheyang, Danyang, among which the best quality is Danyang. If I'm not mistaken, the red glutinous rice that makes this sake lees should be the first batch of 'Danding glutinous' harvested in Danyang last autumn, which can be described as the king of glutinous rice and the first in the world!"

Zhou Yi talked eloquently, foaming at the mouth, Zhu Xiaohua's eyes were straight when he heard it, and he couldn't open his mouth if he wanted to question, and his face was full of an expression of 'although he didn't know, but he felt powerful'.

At this time, Zhou Yi already has some brick family cave manship, and he is very capable of fooling people.

"Oh, I didn't expect that in this small place of Chudu, there are such foodies?

"What, you made this dish, old man?"

Zhou Yi looked back and saw an old man standing behind him, about sixty years old, with white hair and beard, blue cloth shirt and black cloth shoes, and his spirit was very healthy.

"Yes, it was I who did it, my old man went home to save his relatives this time, and when he saw the restaurant opened by his juniors, he had some itchy hands, so he made this dish. I thought that the guests were all cow chewing peonies, but I didn't expect to meet such a bosom friend as Xiaoyou, it's really happy."

This old man is very familiar, and as he spoke, he sat next to Zhou Yi and looked him up and down a few times: "Xiaoyou is also a person in the diligent circle?"

His background is not small, the patriarch and living ancestor in Jingbang cuisine, and he is also one of the few special first-class chefs in China. If it were normal times, ordinary people wanted to eat his dishes, it would be similar to the peach that the land lord looked up to the queen mother.

This time I came to Chudu to visit a few old friends, and by the way, I would like to bring a few side branches of the family, the old man has no children, no daughters, no wives, and a few nephews and nieces of the inner family, which are his only relatives. It just so happened that one of his nephews was the owner of this old place, and the old man was happy to see the hunt, and it was also in order to strengthen the façade for his nephew, so he passed this fragrant lees wine and meat to the chef in the store regardless of his identity, but the dish that Zhou Yi ate happened to be made by him himself.

However, after the old man made a few dishes, he regretted it a little, the so-called Boya wrestling the piano, Guy is a rare bosom friend, with his identity, cooking for these incomprehensible guests in this small restaurant, it is really a little uncomfortable, so he stopped and came out for a walk, but he didn't want to hear Zhou Yi's comments.

"Hehe, sir, you are wrong, I am just a foodie, where do I know how to cook?"

Zhou Yi shook his head and smiled. Looking at this old man's posture, he is definitely a senior with an identity in Qinxing, if he shows his true skills, he will definitely get into trouble, no, he has to hide.

"Oh?"

The old man looked at Zhou Yi, and felt a little unconvinced, not to say anything else, just Zhou Yi's comment just now definitely didn't look like an ordinary foodie's style.

"Old gentleman, surprised, right? Hehe, I won't tell you, my buddy's ancestor, that was the imperial meal for the Empress Dowager Xi, although it was because Cixi's old ~ bitch toured the west, and there was no cook with him, but I can also see that my buddy's ancestor is amazing."

Zhu Xiaohua saw that as soon as the old man sat down, she talked to Zhou Yi, ignored herself, and suddenly became a little unbalanced, and deliberately pulled out this topic to shock the old man.

"It's no wonder that it's a family history"

The old man couldn't help but look at Zhou Yi a few more times: "Old decay Cao Lang, it is also a fate to meet Xiaoyou in Chudu, just leave a way to communicate, when Xiaoyou has the opportunity to come to Kyoto, you can contact me." ”

As he spoke, he took out a business card and handed it to Zhou Yi, as for Zhu Xiaohua, who was looking at him with a blank eye, he ignored it directly.

"I said, it turns out that the old gentleman is Kyoto, Cao Lang, Cao Yidao!"

Seeing the name on the business card, Zhou Yi was taken aback. As a family heirloom foodie, if you don't know Cao Yidao, the veteran of Jingbang cuisine, it will be really in vain.

It is said that this Cao Yidao once performed a stunt of dismantling the cow with a knife in public, separating the flesh and bones, and shocked the entire Kyoto food world, and this nickname comes from this. Zhou Yi never expected that he would actually meet him in person.

"Xiaoyou also knows this false name of the old decay"

Cao Lang stroked his goatee and smiled proudly, what he wanted was this effect: "I think Xiaoyou was born to be my diligent person, but after several generations, I am afraid that the cooking skills inherited by the family can no longer be inherited." However, if the little friend intends to learn to cook, the old man must teach it and never hide it. ”

Learning to cook is like learning martial arts, and a good disciple who can really pass on the mantle is also something that the master is looking for, and the master also has to be upside down, in charge of food and housing, and in charge of life events, which is called a disciple in the mantle.

With Cao Lang's identity, I don't know how many people want to worship him as a teacher, but cooking skills are easy to learn and difficult to master, and he is extremely talented. Knife work and fire control can also rely on the diligent training of the day after tomorrow, but the innate keen sense of ingredients and the ability to distinguish taste and taste can not be obtained by diligence, which depends on whether the ancestor appreciates this cleverness.

To put it bluntly, it is not difficult to be a good chef, as long as the work is done, ordinary people can do it. But to be a top chef, or even a kitchen god, you must first have a good tongue, which is brought out of the womb and cannot be forced.

In Cao Lang's opinion, Zhou Yi is a genius with a good tongue, so he was a little moved, and when he heard about his family background, he really moved the idea of accepting apprentices. It's just that he never imagined that this disciple he fancy is the real god of cooking, and when it comes to teaching cooking, the two of them don't know who teaches whom