Chapter Forty-Seven: Tense Nerves
After returning to the rental room, Su Yang once again took out the medicine and wine to compress his body, especially the place where he had just trained, and the position that had just been hit by their fists, it had to be handled well, otherwise, once it affected tomorrow's training, it would be worth the loss.
After washing up and chatting with Tang Xiaoling on WeChat for a while, Su Yang fell asleep directly.
It's just that what he didn't expect was that when he felt sleepy just now, another WeChat came, and when he looked at WeChat, he didn't expect that it was sent by Tan Yaya, and he didn't feel any more about Tan Yaya, so he finally fell asleep after a few casual words.
The sun was shining in the early morning, Su Yang was riding a bicycle on the asphalt road, and the cool breeze in the morning made him feel very comfortable.
The air quality in Xiaoran City is very good, which is also because there are few cars and factories here.
Of course, there is also an important reason for this is that there are more mountains and greenery in the city, so there will be such air, and it may be a good choice to come to Xiaoran City for a vacation.
Every time, the rooms of the Haiming Hotel will be full during the tourist season, today is September 22, and there is still a week to go to the day of the National Day holiday.
Generally speaking, the hotel is also the busiest time of day when it is close to this day, and it is the same no matter what position you have in the hotel.
Even Su Yang's kitchen began to get busy.
But busy is busy, these have nothing to do with Su Yang, the Chinese kitchen has its own other kitchens in charge of cooking, and he just needs to concentrate on practicing his cooking skills.
As usual, throwing the pot is a must for Su Yang to practice every day, and the rest is cooking.
Under normal circumstances, Su Yang's current practice Tian Hongmin rarely comes over to watch, all of them let people practice independently, and the competition is getting closer and closer, he can't limit Su Yang's thinking, otherwise when the time comes, if he makes undesirable dishes, it will be worth the loss.
When he came to the small room, it was still the huge iron pot, compared to the beginning, Su Yang could already practice freely, but if he wanted to stick to more, it was not so simple to do.
After practicing a few times, Su Yang's eyes were tightly closed, and at the same time, the iron pot in his left hand was also held still, as if everything was very normal.
Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, and a vague aura was released from his body, and at this time, the iron pot that had been still and peaceful began to slowly shake.
"The dragon dances. ”
Rise!!
With the sound of a dragon's groan, a golden dragon shadow instantly rushed up from within the iron cauldron.
Like last time, after the dragon shadow rushed out, it didn't take long to return to the iron pot, and then all the light disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
But this time it was different, the dragon was constantly hovering in the sky, and the dragon shadow seemed to be carrying those constantly churning sand, constantly rotating in the air.
Every time it rotated, it could be seen that the sand was constantly tumbling under the effect of the dragon shadow, even if Su Yang was not shaking the pot, but the sand was churning, and wrapped around the iron pot, becoming more and more powerful.
When all was calm, the dragon fell back into the cauldron and disappeared.
Looking at the sand in the iron pot at this time, it seems to be the same as before, but after the dragon dance, there seems to be something different in the sand than before.
But this is different, and he can't explain it clearly.
It didn't take long for Su Yang to put down the iron pot and leave the room.
Being able to shake this iron pot and use the dragon dance, Su Yang really knew that in fact, his throwing pot should have been out of the master, and the next thing was to use it in cooking, which made him look forward to it a little.
However, in front of everyone, he is always embarrassed to really use these, he still wants to continue to accumulate experience in his practice in order to truly improve his cooking skills.
Throughout the day, Su Yang kept trying to see if he could cook new flavors, but it was so simple to really create new flavors.
No matter how much he tried, the food he cooked was always the same as before, which made him wonder if he should continue.
That night, Su Yang still went to the noodle restaurant to borrow the kitchen to practice his new taste, but he still returned in vain, making him lose confidence in himself in an instant.
"Looks like I still can't. ”
Su Yang stared at the messy kitchen in front of him, and said to himself helplessly.
"It's great that you're able to cook so quickly, and the new flavors are all about the timing of the stir-fry, and it's the hardest thing for a chef to master, and you can't do it without calming down and thinking about it. Tang Xiaoling said.
"I know all of that, but I'm two days away and I can't wait. Su Yang said helplessly.
"It's useless for you to push yourself like this, cooking is not something you can practice once or two a day, you can stir-fry, but it doesn't mean that you have really mastered cooking, if you don't understand this, you will never be able to learn real cooking. ”
At this time, Uncle Wang walked in from outside.
"That's it for today! Your nerves have been too tense these days, I won't allow you to practice again from today until the competition, otherwise, you will never come to my noodle shop again, and never mention to others that I know you, I can't afford to lose this person." ”
Saying that, Uncle Wang directly ordered Su Yang to expel the guest.
Although Su Yang didn't want to give up practicing just like that, he had to leave the noodle shop again.
Along the way, Su Yang was silent, although Tang Xiaoling didn't say anything, he also knew that he must be very unwilling at this time, but what if he was unwilling, Uncle Wang was right, Su Yang has been practicing cooking skills frantically in recent days, but he has forgotten the most important thing in cooking.
Cooking is not just about cooking things and stir-frying, it doesn't mean that you cook deliciously, you are a chef.
Cooking that doesn't give people a sense of well-being is not really cooking.
A chef who can't make people feel happy is not a chef at all.
Su Yang forgot the two most important points, which was why he couldn't stir-fry the same dishes as the green pepper shredded pork before.
"Su Yang, let's not go to the gym today, you can accompany me in the evening." Tang Xiaoling said.
"What do you want me to do with you?" Su Yang said with a frown.
At this time, he really didn't want to go anywhere else, after all, the day after tomorrow was the day of the competition, and he couldn't let himself waste a little time.
"Uncle Wang is actually right, the knife competition has brought you too much pressure, and if you blindly practice now, you will only break down your body, in that case, how can you participate in the competition?" Tang Xiaoling asked rhetorically.
Su Yang didn't listen to Tang Xiaoling's words, he said a little impatiently: "You don't want to go, I'll go alone." ”
Saying that, no matter what happened to Tang Xiaoling here alone, he walked towards the small square by himself.
But at this moment, Tang Xiaoling stopped him directly, and said directly: "You can't go either, you have to put it down, do you think you can really go to the competition in your current situation? Even if you go, what if you go? Do you want to make a fool of yourself in public? Don't forget that Gao Hui is also the second chef of the Heming Hotel, and with his knife skills, he will definitely participate in this competition, do you want to lose the game in front of him?"
"If you're just like this, then I'm really wrong about you, Su Yang in the past is not like you, he has always been optimistic and courageous, and never gives up, and now you don't have the truth and belief at the beginning, if you continue to want to collapse your body, please do it, I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you." ”
Tang Xiaoling's tone at this time was quite indifferent, his eyes were sad and joyless, and after saying such a paragraph, he immediately left here, leaving Su Yang standing here alone.
At this time, countless fragments flashed through his mind, but each fragment felt so familiar and strange to him.
"Am I really doing something wrong?"
No one answered Su Yang's question, only he really understood this question.