After only half a day of going in, Long Xiang was kicked out, and he was a little puzzled: What's going on, isn't he training hard enough? It's still not enough basic skills. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Long Qian announced the punishment of Long Xiang, he left directly. Long Xiang tasted the dishes that had been returned because of himself one by one, and wrote them down in his notes while eating.

In the afternoon, there will be a two-hour break, and usually Ma Yun and Xiong Guangye will take a nap in the back kitchen, and then recuperate and prepare for the afternoon battle.

Ma Yun slept very well today, he slept relatively lightly before, but today he slept directly until he woke up naturally, and in his dream it seemed that he met his senior sister when he was in college, and he also successfully became a prefecture-level chef, and he entered the cave room with his senior sister in a beautiful manner, and lifted her red hijab, but the eyes were not the delicate face of the senior sister, but a child.

"Yo, Long Xiang. What are you staring at me sleeping? Ma Yun was simply woken up.

"Brother Ma, I want to ask, what was the situation when you first entered the kitchen to learn to cook?" Long Xiang asked.

Ma Yun understood, it turned out that he was still thinking about the morning's events, Ma Yun replied: "Actually, I also think that your father is a little too ruthless to force you." We used to start in the kitchen with side dishes and familiarize ourselves with the ingredients, and then we started cooking after a few months. The big shopkeeper now asks you to be in charge from the beginning, and the requirements are so strict that we rarely see them. ”

"Strict? I don't think so, I just think I'm not doing a good job. Long Xiang scratched his head, embarrassed to say.

"It's already very strict, maybe he wants you to do well in the cooking exam." The only thing Ma Yun could think of was this reason.

Ma Yun has always thought that Long Qian's father and son are just ordinary people who open restaurants, although he has never seen Long Qian in charge, but judging from his daily performance, Ma Yun knows that Long Qian's cooking skills are definitely not under his master Uncle Zhong.

What Ma Yun didn't know was that the disciples of the Eight Great Families who participated in the cooking competition before the age of twenty must obtain the standard of a prefecture-level chef at thirty, otherwise they would be deprived of their inheritance rights. So now that Long Xiang is eighteen years old, he is left with only two years to catch up.

"Then Brother Ma, how many stars do you think you can get if you take the cooking exam in my current state?" Long Xiang asked.

Ma Yun glanced at him and said like an idiot: "Just like you are now, you can't even tell the difference between chopped green peppers and carrots, and you still want to take stars?"

"I really don't know if that Zhai Li didn't go out to read the yellow calendar, and he had to cook that dish in the temple before he was picked up by you."

If Zhai Li knew that this was the case, would he vomit blood and faint to death?

Long Xiang has trained a lot, but there is no actual combat at all, and that victory is also a blind cat crashing into a dead mouse.

"And what do you think I should do?" Long Xiang continued to ask, he urgently needed a solution now.

Ma Yun was stunned and asked, "Didn't your father and my master tell you?" ”

"No, they just take a lot of turnips and potatoes for me to practice knife skills, and then turn the pot, and there is a pot that looks at the stew all night."

"No wonder your basic skills are so powerful, and the others are just a mess of scum, so that's the case. Come, I've got a book here, you can take it and read it. Ma Yun sighed for a while, and took out a yellowed thick book from a large pile of miscellaneous items on the counter, which was covered with dust.

"Poof." Ma Yun handed the book that was about to fall apart to Long Xiang and said, "This catalogue of herbs is written by a master of Hunan cuisine, which records the summary of this master over the past decades, you can learn more." ”

Long Xiang took the book, which was two inches thick, but it was still a little heavy. Roughly flipped down the book, in fact, most of the inside are with pictures and text, it seems that it should be very easy to read, Long Xiang noticed that there was a stone character written under the title of the book, and then the next two were not recognized.

"You also know that I have been pestering Uncle Zhong to take me as an apprentice, but he has not agreed, but he still gives me a lot of advice on cooking, and this book is given to me by him. Since I got this book, I feel that my understanding of cooking has been improved in a new way. Ma Yun explained.

"Then why don't you keep it and leave it here?" Long Xiang asked.

Ma Yun's old face flushed and explained: "The main thing is that I am worried about being discovered by Xiong Guangye, so as not to rob it." Only then did Long Xiang know that this was a mutual concealment between peers.

"Then why don't you guard against me?"

"Huh! I'm betting on it, you think you have such achievements at a young age, and when you grow up, your accomplishments in cooking skills are definitely above me, and you may not be able to become a heaven-level chef. If you remember today, it's not in vain for my hard work! "Ma Yun is innocent, transparent, doesn't like to hide things, and doesn't have any evil thoughts, even Long Xiang feels that if he plays a trick casually now, he will even deceive him.

Long Xiang thanked Ma Yun and took the book into the room, he didn't go to the afternoon class, and Long Qian didn't call him anyway.

If you want to do good, you must first sharpen your tools.

Long Xiang opened the book, judging from the table of contents, there are mainly nine points on it, of which the first eight points are the main dishes corresponding to the eight major cuisines, but they are all vegetables, and the ninth point is marine life and vegetation, and some ingredients that are still controversial. For example, clams, pufferfish. These things are still controversial with religion and folklore, whether they should be caught and eaten.

In addition to some basic properties, there are also a lot of detailed descriptions about foaming, storage, post-processing, as well as knife direction, carving, and books.

Among them, the Lu and Su departments are the major vegetable producing provinces, and these two appear the most times in the cuisine, and the most mentioned is the first heaven-level chef of the Su system, Lin Taixiang; The chef with the most Lu family is Qu Yang, the current leader of the Lu family.

For five days in a row, Long Qian did not come to find Long Xiang, but he had been observing this Long Xiang, and found that he had not been doing his job since that day, constantly transporting vegetables to his room, and also buying a complete set of props, and he was busy until the lights were bright at night, and even the usual training routine had been delayed.

Long Qian secretly went to see Long Xiang every night, and found that Long Xiang was carving a radish according to a book. From day one, it was nondescript, and even some unsightly filth; A little bit of shape in the back, and then a small rabbit took shape on the fifth day, and the progress was not small, but the price paid was that I went to bed at four o'clock every day and got up at seven o'clock in the morning, and I don't know how many wounds I had on my hands.

On the fifth day after Long Xiang got the Baicao Catalog, Long Qian finally couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart and pushed open the door of Long Xiang's room.

Long Xiang was still sleeping, and Long Qian saw a row of carved small animals on the table, as well as some small landscapes, which tested his skills even more.

Long Qian came in and woke up the sleeping Long Xiang, rubbing his sleepy eyes, Long Xiang saw the person clearly.

"Dad, why did you get in?" Long Xiang said hello.

"I haven't seen you go to the store in the past two days, so come and take a look. How's it going, I'll give you an account? Long Qian asked knowingly.

When Long Xiang heard this, he was stunned, and Long Gan asked him to cook, and he forgot about it all of a sudden.

"I forgot." Long Xiang lowered his head and explained.

Long Qian was a little angry, and his breath was a little heavy, and suddenly he saw a book corner on the side of Long Xiang's pillow, which felt a little familiar, and pulled out the book.

Long Xiang's face suddenly turned pale, and it was over.

The thick catalogue of herbs was held in Long Qian's hand and flipped at will. The front is okay, the more you see the back, the original blank place, Long Xiang densely memorized a large number of questions, as well as his own opinions.

"Who gave you this book?" Long Qian asked

"Yes, I found it at the counter." Long Xiang didn't dare to confess Ma Yun.

"Ma Yun gave it to you!" Long Qian said.

Long Xiang lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Long Qian suddenly took out a lighter and burned the book, and the flames burned in Long Xiang's room.

"Thinking that you are a first-time offender, I will spare you this time, if there is a next time, you don't have to stay here, and Ma Yun, you will tell him in person later, this month's salary is gone, tell him to pay attention next time." Long Qian said coldly.

Long Xiang was a little stunned, isn't it just to read this book, is it necessary? He began to get angry and roared at Long Gan: "What are you going to do, when you disappeared, there was no news of you in the world." You came back two years ago, and you started to act like a madman, what the hell are you going to do, am I your son? I'm not a robot, so I can't listen to you in everything! ”

Long Qian stood in front of Long Xiang, looked at Long Xiang, and just replied lightly: "You are my son, and you are the heir of Longyang Restaurant, so the path you have to take has been stipulated, and no one can break this rule." ”

"I know, I know what you think, you want me to revitalize Longyang, but with just the three of us, do you think it's possible? It's better to roll up the cover and live well. "Long Xiang was angry.

"Smack." Long Qian slapped Long Xiang in the face, "If you weren't my son today, then I would even expel you directly, but you are the heir of Long Yang, and I have to give you something to eat and drink." ”

"Then you expel me ......"

"Smack." Another slap in the face.

"Think about it, if I hadn't seen what I wanted to see in two days, it wouldn't be as easy as it is today."

After Long Qian finished speaking, he didn't care about Long Xiang, and went directly into the back kitchen.

Long Xiang, who was roaring angrily, was alone in the room, looking at the black ash that had turned into a cloud of ashes.