"I think the child is very serious, maybe he really learned a good craft. ”

", he's been studying for decades to be like this. If he can cook a good dish from the recipe, I'll give him all to eat. ”

Mom gave me a blank look: "......"

......

The place where the building is located is only seven or eight minutes away from the community. There are schools and big shopping malls nearby, so there is no shortage of people. And because of the location, even the Education Bureau next door has many people who come to have a meal from time to time.

To put it bluntly, in a country where food is the sky, the catering industry is just in demand. Jumanlou has the name of the descendants of the imperial kitchen, although there is no craftsmanship of the year, but the food is not bad, and the price is not expensive. In recent years, this kind of two-star restaurant can also be called high-quality and inexpensive, and the common people don't like it.

Luo Wei naturally understands this truth, but if it is compared with Sun Shuo's hotel, it is indeed a little worse.

Yesterday's wedding was said to be held at their hotel, and later because relatives and friends were staying in the Diamond Hotel, the class reunion was also changed. According to Lu Chao and Dong Kang, many classmates regretted that they could not continue to eat at their house. One is to taste the craftsmanship of a five-star chef, and the other is really delicious.

"Is there pressure?"

Luo Wei called Lu Chao and the others, and naturally knew about these things.

There is such a thing as pressure, Luo Wei may not have it. But this is the first time I feel like I'm touching the kitchenware, and I'm still very nervous. Knowing his son Mo Ruo's father, if Luo Wei hadn't read the book of the chef's recipes, he would definitely be a rookie who didn't have any hair in Luo's father's mouth, or the kind of guy who hadn't even touched the kitchenware.

Born in a family of descendants of the imperial chef, people who have grown up so old and have never touched kitchen utensils in the kitchen are probably the only ones who are Luo Wei. Don't blame Father Luo for not having faith in him....

In this gathering building of Luo Wei's house, the earliest person who usually comes is his grandfather Luo Zhong. The old man's obsession, that's not ordinary.

"Why did Wei Wei come so early?"

Old Man Luo was beckoning the guys to clean up, and he was already surprised to see Luo Wei suddenly appear. Not to mention listening to Luo Wei's thoughts and seeing the recipe in his hand.....

"You're going to take over?"

The old man pulled Luo Wei to the office, a little excited.

Luo Wei understands this emotion very well, but he doesn't understand it. Although he knew that the old man would be lost, he still shook his head.

"That's how Grandpa is..."

。。。。。。

Luo Wei simply said what he said to his father, and finally added another sentence.

"I want to come back with the title of the god of cooking, and this year I don't have the title of imperial chef, but the god of kitchen happens to have it. ”

The old man raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it. After a pause, his brows furrowed, and his old face was a little distorted.

Luo Wei has never seen the old man so serious, since he was a child, his grandfather is a treasure to him. Even if he said he didn't want to learn to cook, he didn't say anything. You must know that Luo Weike has heard one thing, Luo's father also said this sentence back then, but he was almost not beaten to death by his grandfather when he said this. Sure enough, it's the difference between a father and a grandson.....

"Give me the recipe. The old man frowned and said.

Luo Wei chuckled in his heart and handed over the recipe: "What's wrong with grandpa?"

"I'm not a three-point hot guy, grandpa. ”

“......”

Luo Wei took out his qualification certificate, and the old man's expression was relaxed.

"You want to participate in the Chef Competition, right?"

Luo Wei nodded.

"Do you know how many people in China can cook?"

The old man asked, and without waiting for Luo Wei to speak, he asked again: "Do you know how many chefs there are in China?"

“.....”

Luo Wei scratched his head and muttered, "Do you know, old man?"

The old man was stunned: "....."

raised his hand and pulled it towards his ear, and pulled Luo Wei to the kitchen while pulling it.

"You are virtuous, and you have been raised by you. ”

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

"Grandpa, let go!"

Luo Wei wanted to cry without tears, the staff of the entire hotel, counting the chefs and chefs who were resting outside, there were one or twenty people, and they were stunned and watched while snickering.

Don't people lose face!

But the old man doesn't care about this, when Luo Wei didn't want to learn to cook, the old man was angry, but he didn't express it. After all, he is not an old stubborn, and knows that young people have their own ideas. Luo's father didn't catch up with the good times, and he didn't go to a good university, so he couldn't help it. But Luo Wei is different, when he came out of Normal University, it is good to be a teacher.

Now, Luo Wei suddenly said that he wanted to win glory for his family, to fight for a kitchen god to come back, and he still had a feeling of glorifying the lintel.

This is a typical newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and his hair has not grown, so he thinks about it too high.

In this case, the old man just pulled his ears, which was already temperless enough.

"Here, make me a dish. ”

The old man walked all the way to the kitchen, pointed to the cauldron in the kitchen, and said.

"Huh?"

Luo Wei rubbed his ears and was stunned: "What are you cooking?"

"Whatever you want, everything is available, and the dishes in the kitchen have just arrived, do what you like, make a dish and let everyone taste it. ”

The old man waved his hand and pointed to the waiters and cooks at the door.

"If you do it well, what do you like, I not only don't care about you, but also support you to participate. ”

"Okay, old man, just wait~~"

Luo Wei smiled, this is not simple. Standing in front of the cauldron and the stove, he rolled up his sleeves, and was about to do a big job, when he was really stunned.

"Old man, ask a question. ”

"What?" the old man's eyes widened: "Want to give up?"

"No, no, no. ”

"I just want to ask, this stove is a little advanced, how to light the fire?"

Luo Wei scratched his head, embarrassed.

As soon as these words came out, the old man's face darkened. The onlookers at the door laughed even more, and when they saw the old man there, they covered their mouths and endured it, and their faces turned red because of this.

"You.... You...."

The old man pointed at Luo Wei, but he didn't say anything, he must have been angry. It's a shame to be watched by the employees!

"Okay!

The old man took a deep breath, shouted towards the door, called a fat chef with a big belly, pointed at Luo Wei and said.

"Lao Liu, you teach him how to use these things. I'm going to get some fresh air!"

After speaking, he glared at Luo Wei and walked directly to the back door.

Luo Wei rolled his eyes, he was also embarrassed. I can't really blame him, the chef recipes given to him by the system, the chef's cooking experience, are all retro..... The back kitchen of this kind of restaurant is a special boiler, and even the fire is reinforced by the modified blast, so it will be faster to cook in the restaurant.... The so-called high-heat stir-fry is almost like this.

Because of this, the operation is not like a fire at home. It's not like a battery stove, it's still touched to adjust the temperature. Cooking in the back kitchen, the fire is big and the fire is small, and it is really not something that ordinary people can master. Not to mention some other ovens, stoves, and some special kitchen utensils.