"Uncle Cousin, the man we sent has returned with news of that young man"

A middle-aged fat man with a thick face walked up to the old man Cao Lang, who was drinking kung fu tea in the living room, and said in a low voice.

"Didn't let him find out, did you?"

Old man Cao glanced at the fat man: "Although I have only seen this little guy, I can see that he is a very assertive person." If I let him know that I sent someone to follow him, I guess I won't even have this kind of affection, and it will be difficult to take him as an apprentice when the time comes."

"Don't worry, Uncle Cousin, he didn't find out. ”

The middle-aged fat man glanced at the old man Cao, and said a little unevenly: "Uncle cousin, this kid actually rejected your kindness, isn't it a little crazy? I think it's better to forget it, you want to inherit the mantle, don't you still have me, my cousin and nephew? You also know that what I love most in my life is cooking, and when I started my business, I didn't hesitate to choose the catering industry, you always see"

"Stop, Xiaozhao, what are you thinking about, I don't know when I am an uncle?"

Old man Cao glanced at him, shook his head and said, "You like cooking, I know that." But with your talent, you will be a first-class chef at most in this life, and it is absolutely impossible to become a high-tech special. Zhang Zhao, it's not that your cousin won't teach you, it's really that your grandfather won't reward you for your cleverness."

"Uncle Cousin"

"Needless to say, your cousin and I are also the ones in charge of Jingbang Cainiu'er, if you really want to collect the mantle disciples, those who want to kowtow can go from Cheng'an Gate to Bali Bridge, are there so many talents in the food industry in the capital who are not as good as you?"

Old man Cao hit his cousin, and he spared no effort: "This little guy named Zhou Yi is a natural good cook, my old man has identified him, and it is useless for anyone to persuade him!

"He didn't go to the cinema, that's just a lie to your old man"

Zhang Zhao said: "He went to the snack street of the flea market. ”

"What, this kid went to the snack street?"

Old man Cao's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh heavily: "Let's just say, how can my old man be wrong? This little guy just got out of the restaurant, and he went to the snack street, and sure enough, he is a foodie among foodies, and he is my Taoist!"

Zhang Zhao rolled his eyes when he heard this, and said in his heart I have seen a lot of foodies, people go to a snack street, you old people don't have to be so excited, right?

"Tell me quickly, what did my little friend buy to eat? It seems that Chudu's snack street is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and a person like him who is good at eating will actually be interested in the snacks there? My old man is going to see it another day. ”

"Uh--he just bought a fried jelly, and then said a few words to the girl who set up the stall, and then helped them stir-fry the jelly, and it is said that the jelly he fried tasted so good that the diners in line almost got into a fight."

"What are you talking about, Zhou Yi helped the female stall owner fry the cold noodles, did our people buy one and bring it back?" Old man Cao was stunned for a moment and asked anxiously.

"Hehe, don't worry, cousin, I know that you have to ask this, didn't you buy one?"

Zhang Zhao looked honest, in fact, he was also a wilted bad, he didn't know how many times he had begged Old Man Cao over the years, but Old Man Cao just refused to really pass on his skills, this time when he went home, he was in a very good mood, and he just taught him a dish of fragrant wine and meat.

So he hid the lunch box with fried noodles behind him just now, and didn't take it out immediately, deliberately making the uncle anxious, which can be regarded as a sulking in disguise.

"Okay, you little Zhao, bring it quickly!"

Old man Cao glared, walked over and snatched the lunch box, and then couldn't wait to open it: "I want to see, this kid is scorched on three sides, the highest level of fried noodles!"

"It's so good-looking!"

Zhang Zhao didn't open it after getting this box of powder, and at this moment, he saw that the uncle looked surprised and saw a ghost, and he came over out of curiosity. When he saw pieces of jelly that looked like gold wrapped in emerald, he couldn't help licking his lips, and said in disbelief: "Uncle Cousin, can jelly still be fried like this, this is simply a work of art! ”

Don't look at Zhang Zhao who is quite fat now, and he is a businessman in the eyes of people. When I was in college, I was a 'wet man' who published poetry in the school magazine.

This wonderful box of fried noodles made him feel as if he had traveled back to time and space, back to his college days, and remembered 'the fried noodles we had eaten together in those years'

Old man Cao ignored him at all, it wasn't that the old man was pretending to be cool, but that all his spirit was attracted by this box of fried cold noodles.

His ancestral home is Yingtian, near Bianjing, and he also grew up from fried jelly, but he is an absolute expert.

But at this moment, his hands began to tremble slightly, and a pair of old eyes that were originally half-narrowed also widened, as if he saw Captain Jack who had found a treasure in the deep sea.

"Gold inlaid jade, sure enough, gold inlaid jade, how many years have I not seen such a craft?

Old man Cao gently pinched a piece of fried noodles, and the action was gentle like an adolescent Xiao Zhengtai caressing the face of his first love sister, and looked at it affectionately for a long time before slowly putting it in his mouth.

"Oh"

In the mouth of the cold powder, the tip of the tongue and the crispy cold powder block were lightly touched, and suddenly a delicious sauce wrapped in the scorched shell splashed out, and the sudden fresh flavor made Old Man Cao almost stare out of his eyes!

With the top-notch frying skills and control of the heat, the fiery sauce is completely encased in the scorched shell, and even now, it still maintains a delicious temperature perfectly, so perfect!"

Old man Cao didn't care about the presence of juniors, and even said a dirty word excitedly: "It's a pity, it's a pity, the frying workers and heat control have reached the peak! It's just that the sauce is a little worse, otherwise it would be even more perfect, and it is never too much to call it the world's first fried noodles." Xiao Zhao, this sauce was made by Zhou Yi himself, Zhang Zhao!

At this moment when he was sighing with emotion, Zhang Zhao had already done most of the box of fried noodles, staring at the two eyeballs, and he was about to reach out to grab it. Fortunately, Old Man Cao reacted quickly and quickly received the fried noodles behind him.

"Uh, let me eat another piece, Uncle Cousin, eat another piece, what did you just say, sauce?"

Seeing the old man's angry face, Zhang Zhao barely 'sobered' from the temptation of the cold powder, smacked his lips and said: "I heard from our people, the female stall owner's business was not good, the powder couldn't be sold, it was Zhou Yi's help that sold out, and the sauce should be the female stall owner's." ”

"That's right"

Old Man Cao nodded: "I said, how could a great master at the level of a chef god make such a low-level mistake in sauce?"

"Chef God, Uncle Cousin, you mean?"

Zhang Zhao's eyes widened and said, "Could it be that kid?"

"Isn't that him?"

Old man Cao smiled bitterly, sat back on the sofa with the remaining half of the box of fried noodles, and sighed: "It's ridiculous that I still have to accept others as apprentices, but I don't want to meet the real kitchen god It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, this time my old face is lost." ”

"No, uncle, this kid is fried well, he may not be able to cook well? There are eight major cuisines in Huaxia, and there are tens of thousands of famous dishes alone, who dares to say that he can do it thoroughly, do you always praise him too much?"

"Hehe, of course he can't cook all the dishes in the world, but as far as the stir-frying skills and fire control skills shown by this fried cold noodles are not as good as my old man, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the realm of the god of cooking!"

Old man Cao glanced at Zhang Zhao, and suddenly said: "Zhang Zhao, you remember, strange people must have quirks, I think Zhou Yi doesn't like publicity, he is a strange person who hides in the world." So today's incident, you just rot in my stomach for me, and don't tell anyone that I once gave him the evaluation of the 'God of Cooking', remember?"

"But you can look for opportunities to make friends with him and get closer, maybe at a critical moment, he is the one who can help you get through the difficulties."

Old man Cao smiled bitterly: "And the matter that I want to take him as an apprentice, I must also keep it a secret." Sooner or later, this son will have a flying day, and if the diligent people know that I, Cao Lang, have tried my best to accept him as an apprentice, will there be any place for my old face?"

"Yes, uncle. Don't worry, I will hide this matter in my heart, and I won't say anything about it. ”

Zhang Zhao's eyes have begun to shine, of course, Zhou Yi's matter is that the less people know about it, the better, he is not a fool.

ps: Thank you for the reward from the 'Gu, Gu' brothers, Lao Gu, thank you so much :)

Well, it's already eighteenth on the list of classified newcomers, before the first recommendation, can we go further? Hehe, the book should be written slowly, and the taste will come out slowly, just like cooking a small fresh, but the light and darkness can guarantee that this book will definitely bring you a different feeling.

So, ask for collections, ask for recommendations, ask for all support, foodies :)