Qingdao in December, the weather has gradually cooled down, the sky is drifting with fine rain and mist, the pedestrians on the street are scarce, the convoy is driving slowly on the wide avenue, lengthening the Lincoln, as Xiaoya's voice fell, Wang Ming was slightly stunned, and then glanced at Xiaoya with great meaning, and his fingers habitually knocked on the mountain spring water bottle in his hand, sending out a constant rhythm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that Xiaoya had no intention of continuing to talk, Wang Ming also retracted his gaze, leaned on the soft leather seat and closed his eyes, waiting to reach his destination, while Zheng Xiaofeng on the side was also very quiet.

The convoy drove all the way, and after finally stopping, the door was opened from the outside, and Wang Ming and the three of them got out of the car one after another, looking at the huge glass revolving door in front of them, and the Sheraton sign came into Wang Ming's eyes.

"Let's go." Before Xiao Ya's cold voice fell, Wang Ming walked in directly towards the door of the Sheraton Hotel, and behind him, Zheng Xiaofeng also chased after him directly, making Xiao Ya slightly stunned and followed in expressionlessly.

Entering the hall, Wang Ming and the two turned around, looked at the expressionless Xiaoya, smiled slightly, and then took out the mobile phone and began to press the dial pad.

"What are you doing? Grandpa is in 1618, the house has been set, just register with your ID card. Xiao Ya's face changed slightly, and she immediately said to Wang Ming, and after the words fell, she sat down on the sofa in the hall, and a cold face emerged with a touch of anger.

"Thank you, I just wanted to make a call and ask about the company." Wang Ming lightly put down a sentence, and immediately checked in at the front desk under the gaze of Xiaoya who wanted to kill.

After checking in, Zheng Xiaofeng pulled his suitcase, followed behind Wang Ming, and came to the location of the rest hall.

"Let's go, Miss." Wang Ming said helplessly, and as his voice fell, Xiao Yahu stood up, and when the sound of high heels hitting the floor came out, he took the lead in walking towards the entrance of the elevator.

The three of them got on the elevator, and after coming to the sixteenth floor, looking at Xiao Ya who was walking briskly in front of them, Zheng Xiaofeng pouted: "This woman is really not an ordinary cold, such a character, she must have no friends." ”

"Let's go, the trouble comes from the mouth, don't comment on a person easily." Wang Ming said softly, stopped at the door of 1618, and after ringing the doorbell, after a short time, the door was slowly opened, and the door was opened by a young man who was somewhat similar to Xiaoya.

"Sister." After greeting Xiao Ya, the young man's eyes looked at Wang Ming and the two, and immediately smiled at Wang Ming in front of him.

"Wang Ming, my name is Xiaofeng, I'm glad to meet you." The young man said with a smile, making a gesture of invitation to Wang Ming, looking polite, and his sister Xiaoya's personality are completely two extremes.

"Thank you." Wang Ming nodded and turned to look at Zheng Xiaofeng on the side.

"This is the key to 1610, go put your luggage down, then take a shower, rest and rest, I have something to talk about." Wang Ming's voice fell, Zheng Xiaofeng was slightly stunned, then nodded, turned to leave.

"Little one, don't you come in yet? I want to kill my old bones. In the room, Wei Lao's familiar voice came out, making Wang Ming outside the door take a deep breath, calm the trace of longing in his heart, and strode in.

The area of the room is not big or small, after Wang Ming entered it, he saw the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at a glance, Wei Lao leaned there with a smile on his face, and looked at Wang Ming who came slowly.

"Teacher, it's been a long time... Missing. Wang Ming's face has become complicated, he hasn't seen him for a few months, Wei Lao seems to be a lot older, his hair was still a little black, but now it has all turned gray, although his face is still full of red light, but Wang Ming can see a trace of tiredness in his expression.

"Sit down, sit down, let me take a good look." Wei Lao beckoned and said with a smile at Wang Ming, making Wang Ming nod, he sat beside Wei Lao obediently, and a heartfelt smile appeared on his angular face.

"Teacher, you're all right." Wang Ming opened his mouth and said, he could feel Wei Lao grabbing his palm, and he trembled slightly at this moment, and suddenly felt a little complicated in his heart.

"The body is still tough, haha." Wei Lao said with a smile, and then, his eyes fell on Xiao Ya on the side with doting.

"Xiaoya, you and Xiaofeng go to Lao Chuanlu to make arrangements, grandpa wants to catch up with this little guy, and we will go over for dinner later." Wei Tianxiang opened his mouth to speak, making Xiao Ya reluctantly stand up, and Xiao Feng on the side nodded with a smile, and then, when the two walked to the side, Xiao Ya turned around, took out a business card, and put it lightly on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"Grandpa's physical condition is a little special, if you feel unwell, call me directly." Xiao Ya said coldly, and without waiting for the two to speak, when she turned around, she followed Xiao Feng and the two out of the room.

"This girl's character... Alas... The two of them have no father or mother since they were children, I brought them up single-handedly, and the girl's personality has been like this since she was a child, don't you mind. Wei Lao said softly, and Wang Ming on the side was slightly stunned, about the life experience of the two, he also heard of it for the first time, at this moment, as Wei Lao's voice fell, Wang Ming nodded thoughtfully, and had a trace of apology for his previous actions at the door of the hotel.

"This time, just stay with my old bones for a few more days, over there in the Dongjiang River, have you arranged everything?" Seeing Wang Ming nodding, Wei Lao said again, among the six disciples he accepted in his life, Wang Ming was the youngest and had followed him for the shortest time, but he was the most unusual one among the five disciples, but this unusual path made his achievements far surpass those of several senior brothers.

"It's all dealt with, don't worry, I'm measured, this time, I'll stay with you for a few more days, and the operation of several stores is also on the right track, and now even if you sit at home, you will have tens of thousands of income every day, haha." Wang Ming said with a smile, and as his voice fell, Wei Lao was slightly stunned, and then the relief on his face became even stronger, and he reached out and gently patted Wang Ming's shoulder, pushing the tea on the side.

"That's good, today's achievements have come step by step, although you are not very old, but I believe that you can go further on this road, you senior brothers, just too conformist." Wei Lao opened his mouth to speak, and Wang Ming nodded with a smile, many people choose to do something by themselves when they have a certain amount of accumulation, so as to miss many opportunities, and there are also some people who think that being a senior chef is far more comfortable than running it themselves, so they give up the opportunity to do business, just like Wang Ming's small shop and distribution center, if he is replaced by his five senior brothers, I am afraid he will not be able to pull down his face, let alone endure the hardship.

"While there is still a little time to spare, let me tell you about this exchange meeting." Wei Lao took a sip of the tea in the cup and said to Wang Ming again, and the expression on Wang Ming's face also became serious.

"The glorious period of Lu cuisine has passed many years, and now among the eight major cuisines, although Lu cuisine is still hovering in one or two, it has actually been seriously differentiated, and the most representative of them is the Confucian system, the Jiaodong system and the Jinan system, among the three branches, if it is according to the origin, our Confucian family has a long heritage, and it can also be called the orthodox lineage."

However, in recent years, the rapid development of the Jiaodong system, many representative dishes are also well received by diners, the speed of its development is extremely fast, has been faintly approaching the Confucian family, but also in some places, such as the Confucian family is good at knife skills, there is a transcendence, and this also makes the Jiaodong series of chefs, in the face of our Confucian series of chefs, have a certain sense of superiority, in the past year is even more so, many restaurants, Jiaodong a series of chefs and chefs, often vigorously suppress the chefs of the Confucian family, The chefs of the two departments are competing for the administrative power of the hotel, which makes the development of Shandong cuisine even more slow. Wei Lao smiled bitterly and said, as his voice fell, Wang Ming also nodded in agreement.

"What about the Jinan series? Sit and watch the other two factions fight, and develop backwards from them to strengthen themselves? Wang Ming asked with some confusion.

"Jinan a series, because of geographical restrictions, whether the cooking techniques or the adoption of raw materials are limited, to be able to enter the three branches of the list, is already his limit, although unwilling, but also stuck in the natural environment of the problem, the three branches seem to be independent, but faintly have the meaning of competition, the initial set of the exchange will develop to today, there is no longer the meaning of exchange, more, is a display of self-advantage." Putting down the teacup in his hand, Wei Lao leaned on the cushion behind him a little tiredly, with a trace of sadness on his old face, and said to Wang Ming again.

"I have also studied Lu cuisine for a period of time, and I also have some views on the current situation of the Confucian family, the Confucian family has a long history, the Ming and Qing dynasties were the most prosperous, and the most famous of them is the Manchu and Han Dynasty, but unfortunately, many of the dishes, whether it is for the chef's skills, or the choice of raw materials, and even the configuration of utensils, have extremely demanding requirements, which also leads to the fact that although the Manchu and Han Dynasty have concentrated the essence of the three materials of sea, land and air, the master who can cook it completely has almost extinct. Even those who know how to cook are suffering from the lack of the above-mentioned raw materials to try cooking, so that the Manchu and Han banquets are gradually only known to the world, but few people can really taste the dishes. Wang Ming opened his mouth to speak, and Wei Lao's gaze fell on Wang Ming with a hint of expectation.

"So, I'm going to try the dishes in this Manchu and Han banquet, and the first one is the first course, which is called the first dish of the first pot." Wang Ming opened his mouth again and added, and as his voice fell, Wei Lao's eyes suddenly lit up, there was a detailed method in his notes for this dish, but it was also copied by hand from other channels, as for the real Yipin pot of the dynasty, even he had never cooked it.

"The raw material aspect is the real hard injury..." )