"Xiaobao, is there any recipe for Dongying in the kitchen god space?" In the evening, Liu Mang entered the space. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I haven't been here for a while, and the trees in the space are getting greener and taller. The leaves on the tree seem to be carved from jadeite, and when gently brushed, it is beautiful and distressing.

Walking in the woods of the space, gently inhaling the air inside, the whole person is refreshed.

"Yes hosts. Xiaobao nodded: "There are not only Chinese recipes in the Kitchen God Treasure Book, but also recipes from other countries, but the number is very rare." ”

"Great!" Liu Mang was overjoyed.

He just asked casually, not holding out much hope. I didn't expect it to be true, so that my plan could be carried out smoothly.

Liu Mang couldn't wait to walk in front of the stone tablet in the space and pressed his right hand up.

The familiar white light flashed, and a huge light curtain appeared in front of Liu Mang.

After this period of accumulation of completing tasks and cooking, his emotional value has skyrocketed to more than 100 million.

"Where?" Liu Mang searched for in the exchange area on the light curtain.

"Hah, I found it. After searching for a long time, he finally found a recipe in a compartment.

This recipe is classified in Dongying District, and Dongying District is just like this, lying alone in the corner.

"Wu Ye's Essay on Writing Food (fragment)? or is it incomplete?" Liu Mang sighed lightly and glanced at the desired exchange value.

"Damn! 80 million?" Seeing this price, Liu Mang couldn't help but burst into foul language.

How many fragments does it cost to have one fragment? That's more than half of my current net worth.

"Forget it, I can't help the wolf with the child, and when the whole task is completed, no matter how much emotional value you have, you can earn it back. Liu Mang thought about it and gritted his teeth.

"Confirm the exchange!"

As his words fell, a piece of information quickly poured into Liu Mang's mind.

"It's over! It's a big loss!" When the message was transmitted, Liu Mang couldn't help but let out a wail.

This "Takeno Writing Food Essays" (fragment) records only one dish, and it is still a soup dish, and the name is 'clear juice'.

"Pit daddy! I wouldn't have changed it if I had known!" Liu Mang's intestines were all repentant: "A thousand days of firewood and a stove to burn! With these emotional values, how many useful recipes should I change! I didn't expect to exchange for a simple soup!"

Liu Mang recalled in his mind how to make this 'clear juice'. In addition to the fact that the ingredients are a little unpopular, the production process is actually very simple, and it is completely unworthy of its high price.

"Forget it, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, and I'll ask Master Huaishu tomorrow to see if this recipe is famous in Dongying. ”

Liu Mang withdrew from the space with some disappointment and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Early the next morning......

"Hello, Master Huaishu. Liu Mang dialed Ida Huaishu's phone.

"It's Liu Mangjun!" Ida Huaishu's hearty laughter came from the other end of the phone: "I heard what Uchiko said about the past few days, and I support you very much." ”

"Thank you, Master, I will try my best to learn from each other without hurting the friendship between the people of the two countries. ”

"Well, I understand. There are only a small number of people with ulterior motives, and the majority of the people in Dongying still have their own ideas, and they will not be deceived by those unscrupulous media! Art has no borders, and food is the same way!"

"Master, I have come to disturb you today because I want to ask you something. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Do you know "Wuye's Essay on Writing Food"?" Liu Mang struggled to pronounce out the awkward name.

"Of course I do! This book is very famous in Dongying, and most people know it. ”

"Most people know?" Listening to Ida Huaishu's answer, Liu Mang's heart became more and more disappointed. What most people know is certainly not of much value.

"The author of this book is called Takeno Shaoou, and he was a famous figure in the Toei tea ceremony in ancient times. He was the first to simplify the foreign objects in the tea ceremony, turning the excitement and entertainment caused by the use of tea into appreciating and enjoying the tea itself, stipulating that the diet accompanying the tea should not exceed one juice and three dishes. Ida explained.

"No, isn't this book only about the tea ceremony?" asked Liu Mang in surprise.

Toei's famous kaiseki cuisine originated from the tea ceremony. The book was supposed to have two parts, one describing the tea ceremony and the other explaining how to make a tea dish. But unfortunately, the outer story has been lost, and the current kaiseki cuisine is only imitated by later generations according to the records of the time. ”

"Oh, I see. Liu Mang understood: "Master, what if I knew the 'clear juice' method recorded in "Wuye's Essay on Writing Food"?"

"Haha, don't joke, the practice of 'clear juice' has been lost in Dongying for hundreds of years, how can you a Chinese know." Ida on the other end of the line laughed.

"What? do you know how to make 'clear juice'?" Suddenly, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Ida Huaishu reacted, because with his understanding of Liu Mang, he knew very well that Liu Mang was by no means a person who liked to lie, and he said that he knew, and it must be eight or nine.

"Yes, I know how to do 'clear juice'. Do you think it's valuable? Master, Master ......?"

There was a busy 'beep' tone on the other end of the phone, and I had hung up.

"What's going on? I haven't finished speaking, why did I cut it off?" Liu Mang picked up his mobile phone and then dialed Ida Huaishu's number.

After dialing a few times, the phone was connected, and a heavy panting voice came from the other end of the microphone: "Liu Mangjun, I'll talk about it later, I'll be there soon!"

After about half an hour, the door of the hotel was pushed open, and Ida Huaishu hurried in wearing a chef's uniform and an ununtied apron around his waist.

"Master, how did you get here?" Seeing Ida Huaishu sweating profusely, Liu Mang and Wuyan asked.

"I'm here on a bicycle!" Ida Huaishu took the water cup on the table, drank it all, and gasped for breath.

"This ...... This...... Why are you in such a hurry? Tell me, I can go and find you!"

Liu Mang was taken aback, this hotel is two or three kilometers away from Ida Huaishu's cooking house, I didn't expect a 90-year-old man to be able to pedal a bicycle all the way over, this is amazing!

"Why am I not in a hurry! You kid! You know how to make 'clear juice', why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ida Huaishu blew his beard and glared.

"Uh......" Liu Mang scratched his head embarrassedly and changed the topic: "What the hell is this 'clear juice'?"

"Let me ask you first, are you sure that the 'clear juice' you know is recorded in the "Takeno Writing Food Essays"?" Ida asked solemnly.

"Well, yes, I've never done it before, but I'm sure that this 'clear juice' recipe is indeed from that book. ”

"That's good! That's good!" Ida Huaishu showed an ecstatic expression: "Liu Mangjun, do you know what this 'clear juice' means to us Dongying people?"

"What does that mean?"

"It means inheritance! Wuye Shaoou is the founding patriarch of kaiseki cuisine, and the things he recorded can be called a divine object to the Dongying cuisine people! This is equivalent to the "Jinling Recipe" in the eyes of your Chinese chefs, and the status is even more lofty!"

"Really!?" Hearing what Ida Huaishu said, Liu Mang had the feeling of picking up a stone, smashing it open and looking at it, and found that it was full of diamonds.

"Liu Mangjun, don't you mind doing it for me once?"

"Of course I don't mind. Liu Mang stood up: "Master, there is a place to cook in the hall downstairs, let's go there." ”