"Liu Mang, I can't accompany you to Kyoto. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Li Ruonan's voice came from the phone.

"What's wrong?"

After the New Year, the battle for the head chef of the Manhan House is about to begin, and Liu Mang decides to go to Kyoto. Not for himself, but to complete the instructions of Silent and Han Shaobai.

"I went to the U.S. to negotiate with Jones about the fish cake business, and I was going abroad for a few months. ”

"In this way, then you should pay attention to your body in the United States, your stomach is not good, remember to eat on time. Liu Mang admonished.

"Well, you too. I have already arranged the future development upstairs, the plan is placed in the drawer of your office, and the people in the company are the elites I recruited, so let them argue first, and then you will make a decision. Also, leave the financial part to Fu Jing to take care of, and recruit a few more trustworthy people......"

"What's the matter? Aren't you just going abroad for a few months, can't you just wait for you to come back and deal with some things?" Listening to Li Ruonan's advice, Liu Mang said in surprise.

"I'm not afraid of going out for too long, you're not used to it. Li Ruonan laughed on the other end of the phone: "Also, remember to think about me when I'm not there." ”

"Hmm...... I will. ”

"Liu Mang, you must be happy. In the end, after Li Ruonan said this, he hung up the phone.

"Must be happy?" Liu Mang stunned Li Ruonan's brainless words.

"Good boy, have you finished the call? It's time to start boarding. Bu asked with a large bag in his hand.

"Oh, okay, okay......" Liu Mang put the phone in his pocket and walked into the boarding gate with his suitcase.

"Don't be funny, old man, you can't carry alcohol on the plane. Walking to the baggage check, a staff member checked the package that Bu Yu was carrying and said.

"Master, you can't bring wine, didn't I tell you before?"

"Who said you can't bring it, didn't I drink it on the plane last time?"

"Nonsense, last time you were on my private jet, of course you can. Han Shaobai in the back pouted: "You buns, public planes can't carry alcohol, don't you know?"

Because during the Spring Festival, it is very troublesome to apply for routes. So this time Han Shaobai didn't come by his own private jet,

"It's okay, let's go consignment. When Liu Mang picked up the bottle of wheel Moutai that Li Ruonan gave to him for the holiday, he said to the staff.

"Consignment, that's a lot of trouble. Silently, he snatched the wine from Liu Mang's hand: "Besides, I have to fly for two or three hours, how uncomfortable it is to drink without wine." ”

"Okay, don't be embarrassed for the little girl, this is the rule of other airlines. You're old, why are you so old?" Han Shaobai took off the top hat he was wearing on his head and said.

"Who made a mistake?" Silent eyes glared: "Good boy, how long is it until the plane takes off?"

"Well, there's about 40 minutes to go. Liu Mang looked at his phone and replied.

"That's not the end of it. Bu Yu scratched his chin and beard, and laughed: "Good boy, you go buy me something to drink, I'll finish drinking and then board the plane." Isn't it just right to arrive in Kyoto when the strength of the wine is over?"

"Uh...... All right. Liu Mang put down his luggage and walked to the airport restaurant: "Master, is KFC's fried chicken okay?"

"Okay, okay, okay, okay, it doesn't matter if the food is good, just drink it. After finishing speaking, he glanced at Han Shaobai provocatively: "As long as the thinking does not slip, there are always more ways than difficulties." ”

"Drink you to death!" Han Shaobai snorted, not bothering to take care of it.

In this way, without saying a word, he dried up a whole bottle of liquor with the fried chicken wings that Liu Mang bought, and boarded the flight with a full body of alcohol.

The silent snoring on the plane and the snoring shook the sky, which caused a group of passengers and flight attendants in the cabin to look sideways.

"This old ghost, I will sit with him again in the future, I will have his surname!" Han Shaobai, who boasted of his graceful demeanor and was pretty, said resentfully.

"Uncle Shi, this is where you live. Liu Mang looked at the courtyard in front of him and asked.

"yes? How's that? Not bad, right? Seeing Liu Mang's surprised expression, Han Shaobai felt a little proud in his heart.

Han Shaobai's residence in Kyoto is a courtyard house in a small alley. This courtyard is located near Chang'an Avenue, with three entrances and three exits, covering an area of one acre and more than a dozen rooms. Rao is Liu Mang no longer understands, and he also knows that this price must be sky-high.

"Back then, it was cheap to buy, and it was only tens of millions, but now it's expensive, and there is no place to buy it if you have money. Han Shaobai said with a smile.

Walking into the courtyard without saying a word, sleepy-eyed walked directly to a side room, obviously familiar with the way.

"Okay, you Han boy, just like this to your senior brother? You are still locked, are you a thief to me?" After a while, Bu Shi, who walked into the wing, rushed out and yelled at Han Shaobai.

Bu Yu wanted to go to the place where Han Shaobai used to store wine to touch the bottle of wine and drink, but found that a combination lock had been installed on the door inside.

"I've already bought you a wine cabinet of Feitian Moutai, my collection of wine, don't even think about it. Han Shaobai replied.

"What's so good about that wine, I'm going to drink it for twenty years. He muttered silently.

"It's okay if you want to drink, I'll talk about it when I'm dead."

"Really?" Bu Shi's eyes lit up, and he walked around Han Shaobai in a circle: "For those wines, I will also die behind you." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

Looking at the two people arguing in the courtyard, Liu Mang couldn't help laughing: "Master, uncle, you are arguing slowly, I'm going to cook." ”

"Wait. Han Shaobai stopped Liu Mang: "Come to me, you don't have to be busy, I'll cook today, what you want to eat in the future, just ask the people in the kitchen to cook it for you." ”

"Okay. Liu Mang nodded: "Then I'll try Uncle Shi's craftsmanship today." ”

"These are all genuine works?" Coming to the hall where Han Shaobai was entertaining, Liu Mang looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall and smacked his tongue secretly.

The living room of more than 100 square meters is full of paintings, and at a cursory glance, they are all painted by some famous artists, and there is even no lack of masterpieces by famous teachers such as Tang Bohu and Zheng Banqiao.

Through the last time he went to Dongying to gamble, Liu Mang also had a rough understanding of the value of artworks, like these paintings, if they are all genuine, it is estimated that the entire house will be worth one billion.

"Definitely, this Han boy will be vassal. Bu silently walked to one of the pictures: "Li Kuchan's shrimp painting is still good, and it is deeply rooted in the true biography of his master Qi Baishi, but the painting of donkeys is a little worse, and it is far less charming than Huang Zhou's painting." ”

"Master, that's a horse. Liu Mang glanced at the painting, crying and laughing.

"Horse?" Bu Yu rubbed his eyes: "Just looking at the signature, I didn't see what was drawn at the bottom clearly." ”

Liu Mang and Buyu waited in the room for about half an hour, and a few servants walked in, cleaned up the table in the hall, and put the tableware on the table.

"Okay, this old boy is very fast. Sitting down without a smile, he opened a bottle of Feitian Moutai on the table and took a big sip.

The first dish to come up was 'Osmanthus Chong Fish Soup', which was also the dish they had made when Liu Mang first met Han Shaobai.

The snow-white soup is served in a small bowl of blue and white porcelain, sprinkled with golden osmanthus flowers, and when you smell it gently, a light aroma comes to your nose.

"Good boy, this set of porcelain is finally willing to take it out. He didn't say anything and didn't look at the dishes, but picked up the small bowl containing the fish soup and looked at it carefully: "Good boy, be careful when you eat, if you break the bowl, your Uncle Han will definitely look for you desperately." ”

"This is also an antique?" Liu Mang asked as he looked at the porcelain bowl in front of him with a simple shape, a translucent glaze, and a thin blue and white flower on it.

"Ming Xuande blue and white porcelain, last time I wanted to use it for drinking, your uncle didn't let me live or die, I didn't expect you to come this time, and you were willing to do it. Bu Su smiled and finished speaking, and then scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

"No wonder you use blue and white porcelain to serve this bowl of soup, your uncle doesn't see you coming, but thinks that today's soup is made at a super high level, and thinks that only by using priceless blue and white porcelain can it be worthy. It's really sassy. ”

"Really?" Liu Mang also picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful into his mouth: "Well, Uncle Shi's craftsmanship is really good, much better than last time!"

The minced fish scraped with a knife is blanched in clear broth, which not only removes the fishy smell of the fish, but also activates the sweetness of the fish, and when you sip it gently, it ripples on the tip of the tongue.

Combined with the faint fragrance of osmanthus, it makes the whole person feel refreshed.

"If Uncle Shi hadn't been looking for those peasant brothers who sold coolies last time, my braised pork might not have won. After Liu Mang tasted the soup, he praised.

"Your uncle has skills, but he is a little too smart. Cooking is all about following the trend and watching the dishes. Not everyone likes light flavors. Without saying a few sips, he drank the soup in the bowl and commented.

"Hey, Baiyun pork knuckle, I like this dish, it's the best thing to serve with wine." "After eating the fish soup, the second course will come.

"This 'Baiyun Pig's Hand', Uncle Shi has improved it, and the original version doesn't seem to do this. Liu Mang picked up a piece and asked.

The pork hand on the plate is a chess-sized slice, which should be boneless, then tied with string before being processed.

In this way, it not only maintains the taste of the pig's feet Q bomb, but also does not have the trouble of gnawing bones, which is a more delicate method.

Picking up a piece and putting it in his mouth, chewing it gently, Liu Mang's brows stretched: "It's very good, full of chewiness, full of flavor." ”

The taste of this kind of pork knuckle is sweet and sour, fat but not greasy, the skin is refreshing and the meat is smooth, which makes people appetize.

"Of course, your uncle has been in the Manhan Mansion for many years, and he doesn't have a few brushes, so he can calm the scene?"

"Are the people in the Manhan Mansion the same craftsmanship as Uncle Shi?" asked Liu Mang.

"It's pretty much the same, especially a few chefs, many of them have won the ranking in the Chef God Competition, and there are even several Chef Gods. ”

"That's it......" Liu Mang was a little worried: "Master, what is the process of competing for the position of head chef this time?"

"It's hard to say, it's not hard to say. Bu Yu put down the chopsticks in his hand: "It's not difficult because your current level is enough, but the difficult thing is that you have to convince people in addition to defeat." ”

"Convincing, this is really difficult!" Liu Mang hesitated.

He is now just a name of the former head chef's disciple, and he has never even entered the Manhan Building, except for Lin Xiao, he doesn't know anyone at all, how can he convince the family?

"Good boy, in fact, you don't have to worry too much, if it is a person of the same level who goes to Manhan Tower, it will definitely not work, but you are different. He smacked his lips and said.

"Master, why am I different?" Liu Mang said in surprise.

"Prestige! swept the Dongying cuisine world and helped China successfully apply for the World Heritage Site, and the prestige accumulated by these things is enough to convince many people in the Manhan Building. Imagine how many chefs can reach your heights?"

Speaking of this, he paused silently: "Of course, there are still some people in Manhanlou who are not convinced, and the reason for this disbelief is mainly interests. felt that with the head chef and breaking the existing deadlock, Man Hanlou could not become their hen that laid golden eggs. ”

"Then what should I do? After promising them to become head chefs, the existing pattern will not change?" asked Liu Mang again.

"Of course not. Bu silently shook his head: "The current Manhan Mansion is crumbling, and the major chefs have never thought about it in the future for their own interests." Master, although I have left the Manhan Tower, I have always come out of there, and I can't watch the hard work left by your master and ancestor be corrupted like this. Therefore, the shares in the hands of the twelve chefs must be recovered, and they can no longer be allowed to lie on top of it and suck blood. ”

"Will the chefs agree?"

"If you don't agree, you have to agree!" Silently slapped the table: "If Manhanlou wants to stand up again, it is necessary to carry out a major blood change!"

"Okay. Liu Mang nodded.

In fact, Liu Mang really doesn't have much affection for Manhanlou in his heart. And in his opinion, what does it have to do with him if a restaurant in the sunset falls down?

My own upstairs is now smooth sailing, as long as I keep doing it, my reputation in the future will definitely be greater than that of Manhan Tower. Why pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelon?

However, Bu Yu is always his own mentor and a person who needs to be respected for the rest of his life. Taking back the position of head chef can be regarded as fulfilling one of Master's wishes.

"As for the head chef, do you have to do it yourself? I think Lin Xiao is very good, take some burden on him, so as not to run blindly all day long, and not have the best of both worlds?" Thinking of this, Liu Mang chuckled.

At this time, Lin Xiao, who was on a cruise ship far away in the South China Sea, with a fishing rod in his hand and lying on a chair squinting, turned over and sneezed a few times.

"Who? Who is talking about me?" Lin Xiao scratched his head: "Gu Qianyao, do you want to fix me again?"

"You've been so obedient these days, why should I fix you?" A pair of hands reached out from behind Lin Xiao and hugged his shoulders.

"Forget it, Brother Liu should be in Kyoto now, and I'll go to cheer him on. Lin Xiao thought about it and lay down comfortably.