The crowd was whispering, and big mouths rushed out of the kitchen.

"Oops my mom, oops, oops......"

"What's going on, slow down!"

"Do you know how people beat eggs? Seven or eight eggs, clatter, clatter, take turns throwing them into the sky, don't look at them, just pick them up with a bowl and click them, guess what?"

"Already cooked?" said Lao Bai.

"Go...... The bowl is full of egg yolks!"

"What about egg whites?"

"With the eggshell, the soul returns to the garbage can!"

When Tong Xiangyu heard this, he was distressed: "It's a waste, it's not his money that is spent on feelings!"

"Don't say anything, anyway, this master, I'm up to it!"

As soon as the words fell, Qingfeng came out with a plate of egg fried rice: "The hall is full of gold and jade...... That is, the legendary egg fried rice!"

"I'll make egg fried rice too!" Lao Bai complained.

"Who will do it? Then you can do it and I'll see?"

When Lao Bai heard this, he quickly gave up his seat: "Sir, sit down, I'll bring you chopsticks!"

"Come on, come on, everyone have a taste. Seeing that everyone was stretching out their chopsticks, Mr. Zhuge hurriedly said, "Can you wait for me to finish first?"

"You say, you say ......"

"Oh, in my life, I have only cooked for the first emperor alone, and the first emperor only loves to eat the dishes I cook, which means that except for the first emperor, no one has tasted my craft. ”

Hearing this, Lao Bai felt even more honored: "Then what are you waiting for? I'm not welcome!"

Lao Bai took a bite of food, his expression froze, and he swallowed it forcibly.

Everyone: "How's it going?"

Lao Bai stretched his neck and glared, "It's good, it's really ......"

"Just good?"

"Say, it's really ...... Special!"

Everyone tasted it, and they all looked constipated, and only Mr. Zhuge himself enjoyed it, "Okay, it's good." But seeing the strange expressions of several people, Mr. Zhuge was very puzzled: "What's the matter?

Lao Bai pondered for a moment and said tentatively: "You just ...... Didn't feel salty at all?"

"How is that possible? I only put five and a half spoonfuls of salt!"

Everyone: "Five and a half spoons?!"

"That's right, I think back then, when the emperor ate, I always put eight spoons, and at most, I could put ten spoons. ”

"Ten spoons?!"

At this time, Lao Bai finally figured it out: "I know, the first emperor is like you, he is old, and his sense of taste has seriously deteriorated!"

Qingfeng suddenly spoke: "You are wrong, my husband was born...... Dysfunction of taste. ”

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"The imperial chefs in the palace all said so. ”

"Then, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I didn't believe it at first, thinking they were jealous of you, and just tasted it...... I know why you stood out in the first place!"

"You ......"

Zhuge clutched his chest, and fainted directly without taking a breath.

。。。。。。

In the guest room, Zhuge was lying on the couch covering his chest and coughing, waiting with his big mouth with water.

"Master, drink some water, slow down and don't choke......"

Mr. Zhuge was greatly moved: "Ahem...... Do you still recognize me as a master?"

"Then why don't you recognize it? One day as a teacher, a lifetime as a father. ”

"Hehe, aren't you afraid that I will teach your craft badly?"

Big Mouth immediately comforted: "My craftsmanship is already poor, how bad can it be?"

"You...... You get out!"

"Master?"

"Get out, and you, give me out!"

Big Mouth and Breeze went out one after another.

Zhuge staggered out of bed, moved to the window, looked at the night sky, let out a long sigh, and fell to his knees.

"Long live the lord, the old minister is incompetent, and he has lost such a big face to you, it is really a crime that deserves death, and a crime that deserves death......"

。。。。。

In the lobby, Big Mouth was a little sad: "I originally wanted to learn some crafts and settle down...... Alas, why is my life so soft?"

"Soft?"

"The mud is on the wall, and you can't stand it if you want to. ”

Lao Bai hurriedly comforted: "You can't say that, Mr. Zhuge is really good at craftsmanship, you have learned the next one, can't you just master the amount of salt yourself?"

"That's not possible, the knowledge of cooking is all about putting salt!"

When Lao Bai heard this, he didn't know how to persuade: "Then what are you going to do?"

"I don't know what Master thinks, if he forces me to go with him, what will I do?"

At this time, I heard a "tom" upstairs, and everyone looked at each other and ran upstairs.

。。。。。

When everyone entered the door, there was a hole in the wall, and Zhuge rubbed his head and cried out in pain.

"What kind of wall is this, and how does it collapse when you hit it?"

The shopkeeper's brain twitched, and he replied: "This wall has been dug up by the tomb robbers before, and it has not been repaired, why don't you try it again?"

Zhuge got up, and was about to hit the wall again, but was pulled by everyone.

"Let go, let me go with the emperor!"

Big Mouth hurriedly persuaded: "Master, why are you so troubled?"

Lao Bai also followed the move: "Isn't it just salt, it's a big deal to put less ...... in the future"

"Put less salt, can you still eat it?" As he spoke, Zhuge suddenly touched the front of the bed and raised his kitchen knife, and there was a big mess in the room.

"Sunflower ......" Lao Bai was just about to make a move, when he saw Mr. Zhuge holding his neck with a knife, "Don't don't, I won't touch you, you be honest!"

"The reputation of a lifetime was ruined in one fell swoop, I knew it was like this, what did I care about what was delicious and unpalatable?

"Wait!"

The big mouth suddenly erupted: "You start, you cut it, none of them can stop you, you cut it! Cut it on the neck, the head has a big scar, eighteen years later, you are still a royal chef, you cut!"

The big mouth trick worked quite well, and Mr. Zhuge put down the kitchen knife and cried.

Seeing that Mr. Zhuge had calmed down temporarily, he hurriedly comforted him: "Master, I will never stop you if you want to die, but I have a few words that I must make clear to you, okay?"

Mr. Zhuge cried like a child: "What are you talking about?"

Big Mouth leaned up slowly, and then carefully took the kitchen knife, "Master, look at it, what are the words on the knife?"

"Wandefu, what's wrong?"

"Why engrave on this side, and not on that side?"

"How do I know?"

Holding a kitchen knife with a big mouth, Zhizhu was holding it: "The reason why it is engraved on this side is because the emperor hopes that when you cut vegetables, you can just see it, which means that the emperor loves to eat your dishes." ”

"Then why did he engrave that Terry Treasure on the reverse side?"

"That means that the emperor didn't know that your food was actually very palatable, but he didn't mind! "What's the mystery?"

"For a chef, as long as the person who eats the food feels delicious, then you are successful. ”

Seeing that Big Mouth had such an awareness, the shopkeeper wanted to be as surprised as an alien: "That's a good point! Actually, whether it is food or life, isn't the highest state between positive and negative, light and salty?"

Zhuge : "Is it salty or light?"

"What do you think?"

Zhuge thought for a moment: "hatever!"