"It's not bad to accept an apprentice, why do you refuse? Is it because this butter tea is not very qualified?" After Sun Youchen left, Lin Xiao teased.

Before Sun Youchen left, he wanted to worship Liu Mang as a teacher, systematically learn Chinese cuisine, with sincere words and sincere attitudes, so he almost knelt down on one knee and directly apprenticed to the teacher, but was still rejected by Liu Mang mercilessly.

"Of course not, it's because I haven't thought about accepting apprentices yet. Liu Mang shook his head: "If he just followed me to fight, then I might agree, but not the apprentice." ”

"Why?"

"In addition to the fact that I feel that I am not qualified to accept apprentices, there is another reason that Master has a great responsibility, and I am afraid that I will not be able to bear it. ”

Like a silent master, in Liu Mang's eyes, he is not only his teacher, but also half a father.

In the eyes of a chef like Liu Mang, who abides by traditional rules, the apprentice is the continuation of his mantle and the transmission of professionalism.

The World Chef God Contest is more than in the past, Liu Mang has watched every one of these competitions, and he has indeed seen many masters. In the rest of the time, in addition to learning cooking skills with He Donglin and Lin Xiao, he also visited most of Paris, and soon, it was half a month later......

"Master, why don't you tell Jiro that you're coming to watch the game too?"

Today's last qualifier of the God of Chef Competition, because it was the debut of an old acquaintance Jiro Ida, Liu Mang and they came to the competition site early in the morning. As a result, it was found at the scene that Ida Huaishu, a cute old man, was wearing a hat and reading glasses, sitting alone in the far corner behind the audience. If it weren't for Lin Xiao who happened to pass by when he went to the toilet temporarily, he wouldn't have recognized it at all.

"The young eagle must leave the embrace of the mother eagle, and the ship will always leave the harbor and sail away. Ida Huaishu sighed: "I didn't tell Jiro this time because I didn't want him to be distracted." ”

"Master Huaishu, Mr. Jiro is already in his forties, and he has already become a father, how can he still be a young eagle?" Shan Jian sneered.

"In my eyes, that's right. Jiro Ida had a melancholy expression: "Jiro is the youngest child in the family, and according to Toei tradition, he can't inherit my shop, so he can only go out alone and set up another door." So I usually treat him very strictly, even to the point of being harsh, just because I am afraid that one day, he will not be able to be independent. ”

"My father was the same. Liu Mang smiled: "The two of them usually don't have anything to say when they meet, they always keep a straight face, as if I can't do anything right." But I know that he actually cares about me, but he doesn't know how to express it. ”

"Probably...... All fathers in the world are the same. Lin Xiao seemed to remember something, and replied in a slightly deep voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, after a month of intense competition, our contestants have dedicated a series of unforgettable dishes to everyone, today is the last of the World Chef Contest Qualifiers, please invite our two contestants to ......"

The competition is about to start, and the host is already introducing the contestants. The chef who played against Jiro Ida today is from Mexico and is a middle-aged man with slightly curly hair and brown skin.

After introducing themselves, the two of them chose the ingredients. Jiro Ida chose rice, eggs, chicken thighs, and a little green onion. The Mexican chef, Gillam, chose onions, peppers, beef and toppings.

"With only eggs, chicken thighs and rice, what are you going to do, Brother Jiro?"

"I don't know, he didn't tell me before I went out, and I didn't ask. Ida replied.

"Mr. Jiro Ida from Toei, what dishes are you demonstrating to you today?" After the ingredients were selected, the host picked up the microphone and asked.

"Today I will make you a common dish from Toying - omelet rice. Jiro Ida stood on the stage with his hands behind his back and his chest puffed out.

Although they tried their best to cover it up, Liu Mang and they could all see that Jiro Ida should be in a nervous mood at the moment.

"Is it just omelet rice?" Liu Mang was stunned.

Omelette rice is a common food in Dongying, and its status is probably the same as that of Chinese egg fried rice. It's said it's a dish, but it can't be put on the table, but if you really want to make a brilliant one, it will test the chef's skills.

"I've eaten omelet rice, too. But as far as I know, omelet rice is just the simplest dish in Toei. Any housewife would do it. On an occasion like today, do you have any intention in choosing to make such a dish?" said today's host to an Asian American, so he was also a little surprised.

"Nope. Jiro Ida shook his head: "At first, I was also very confused about what to do, after all, it was the first time I cooked in front of so many people. Later, I thought about it, why don't I just make my favorite and most memorable dish in my life? ”

"Is it because of the snack to the big?"

"It's not. Jiro Ida shook his head again: "When I was a child, I rarely ate omelet rice. According to our family tradition, only children who have received praise can eat omelet rice made by their father. I'm a stupid person and I always do wrong things, so the days when I can eat omelet rice are the happiest days for me......"

Speaking of this, Jiro Ida's originally restrained face showed a bright smile like a child.

"So, Mr. Jiro Ida, is your father here?"

"My father was very busy and strict, and he always said that men have to face everything alone, so he probably won't be here today. ”

"Is there another name for Dongying's omelet rice, called 'parent-child rice'?" asked Shan Jian.

"Cooking eggs and chickens together is not just a 'parent-child meal'. Liu Mang responded, glanced at Ida Huaishu who was sitting next to him, and accidentally found that this old man who was nearly 90 years old was secretly brushing the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.

This small detail moved Liu Mang's heart for a while, and he didn't know why, he suddenly remembered his father.

Although Liu Mang also complained when he was a child, and even felt that his father was too cowardly, as a man, he couldn't support a family, and he couldn't even keep the restaurant passed down by his grandfather.

But now that I think about it, when he was growing up, in those sweaty days, there must have been a pair of warm eyes that watched silently in the dark.

"Then Mr. Gillam, ......what are the dishes you have prepared?"

"My dish is a traditional Mexican dish – beef curry chili. The Mexican chef named Gillam has a strong accent in English, and Liu Mang's English is not particularly good, but he also finds it a little funny.

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