Battlefield Yuan Fengxue looked up at the sky, there were not many stars on the gray curtain, only the cold moon, he added: "But you don't know, if you want to really learn the skill, only my mother can give it to you, stinky daddy, not only is he not a good husband, nor a good father, let alone a good teacher, the only thing he deserves to admit is the ability to pinch sushi." ”

Sikong Yao was immediately silent, and when he thought about it carefully, it didn't look like he could teach people to make desserts, and Li Na was able to learn the recipe for making cherry blossom jelly from Ren Qian Weiya, and most of them were not taught by Battlefield Yuan Ze.

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue's mother has passed away, so if Sikong Yao stays in Renqian Flavor House, wouldn't it be in addition to pinching sushi, it is also kneading sushi, which is very different from the purpose of her coming here to practice cooking, Sikong Yao wants to come to learn cherry blossom jelly.

His expression became depressed, and at this time, Sikong Yao's emotions could almost resonate with the battlefield Yuan Fengxue, all of them were remembering the late pastry chef, but the intentions were very different, one was to mourn his biological mother, and the other was distressed about his own practice.

Although there are some regrets, Sikong Yao still wants to comfort the battlefield Yuan Fengxue in his heart, and there is nothing to be done about it, so he can only think that he is unlucky and run in vain, as long as he can see it, when the sun rises tomorrow, he will still be able to recover his former vitality, but the young man in front of him obviously can't do this.

Sikong Yao caught a trace of sadness in the eyes of Yuan Fengxue on the battlefield. than helpless and sad, but not touching angry remorse.

Emotions are the fastest spreading virus in the world, Sikong Yao is infected, and the snow on the battlefield is like cold frost, foggy, making people unable to see clearly or guess.

In the end, Sikong Yao still mustered up his courage and said, "Feng Xue, why do you hate Uncle Zemi so much?" ”

Although I knew that it was not good to ask like this, I couldn't bear it. Sikong Yao still wanted to figure it out. What happened between these two fathers and sons, at least in this white spiritual journey, do their best to change something, and add a meaningful touch to the trip. So as not to be too monotonous.

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue sighed. Shift your gaze back from the moon. sighed: "I didn't hate him, but he did something wrong, although my mother walked away with a smile." But I can't agree with his approach, my mother will not say how much suffering she has suffered silently behind her back in order to be with him, and he doesn't know how to take care of her mother. ”

Sikong Yao thought for a moment, it is true that Battlefield Yuan Ze does not seem to be a person who can take care of people, although he will take himself to eat supper every night in the past few days, but in fact, it is just a passing, more is just that Battlefield Yuan Ze saw that he wanted to eat, and what he ate, and he never asked Sikong Yao's opinion.

Sikong Yao shrugged his shoulders and said with a wry smile: "It's true that he doesn't know how to take care of people, but your mother can be with him, which means that he also has merit." ”

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue nodded and said, "So I still admit that he is my father, but I won't put up with him like my mother, I don't want to be a step-by-step puppet, I want to use my own way to find my own way of cooking and prove him wrong." ”

Sikong Yao looked at Yuan Fengxue on the battlefield, recalled the first time they met, and said, "If you want to find the way to cook, you have to figure out 'what is a real cook', like this?" ”

Everyone's definition of cooking is different, and everyone's way of having an epiphany of their own cooking is irrelevant, although there are thousands of ways to realize the Tao, but Sikong Yao doesn't think that figuring out what is the definition of a chef can give him an epiphany of his own cooking Tao, at least Sikong Yao himself is not so simple when he comes into contact with his own cooking Tao.

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue smiled back: "No, that's just a task that my father threw to me, he asked me to figure out what a real chef should be." ”

Sikong Yao said suspiciously: "But don't you disagree with Uncle Zejian's way, why do you still have to practice according to the tasks he assigned?" ”

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue snorted and said, "I didn't practice according to his arrangement, I just wanted to find the answer he wanted, and then prove it to him, even if I didn't follow his way, I could become an excellent sushi cook." ”

Sikong Yao smiled bitterly: "So you just went to find the answer in order to overturn his theory?" ”

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue nodded and said, "That's it." ”

Sikong Yao said helplessly: "It's really a big circle." ”

Even if you don't understand this, you can become an excellent cook, Sikong Yao himself thinks so, so he doesn't dare to agree with the approach of Yuan Fengxue on the battlefield.

However, in his body, Sikong Yao saw a little bit of his own shadow, a person can prove himself in his own way, no matter what the result is, but the process of fighting for it is worthy of praise, at this point, Sikong Yao must affirm the battlefield Yuan Fengxue, because she herself is the same.

Although with the passage of time and after experiencing many things, Sikong Yao has already let go of his prejudices against his father, but when he looks back, he has been deeply involved in the cooking journey and cannot extricate himself.

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue also smiled bitterly: "It's really a big circle, and I found a lot of answers, but he doesn't admit it to the stinky father." ”

Sikong Yao said embarrassedly: "You will never tell him the answer 'If you have the taste of ingredients on your body, you are a real chef', right?" ”

Sikong Yao remembered for a moment that the battlefield Yuan Feng Xue was like a treasure in Grandpa Eel's restaurant at that time, and he couldn't help but feel a little nonsense, this obviously would not be the answer that Yuan Ze wanted in the battlefield.

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue laughed and said, "How come, I'm not a fool!" ”

The laughter seemed to be laughing at his ignorance, Sikong Yao felt ridiculed, and his face sank.

Battlefield Haramine Xue immediately sensed that something was wrong, and added: "I didn't mean that, of course the answer I got was not so superficial, after being inspired by you, I think a real chef should be someone who can blend with the ingredients." ”

"Blending in with the ingredients?" Sikong Yao frowned slightly, if this is not paranoia, most of the time it is also a problem with the brain, can people talk to the ingredients?

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue disagreed, and said ideally: "Well, I think that a real chef should not only wholeheartedly want to cook delicious dishes for customers, but also give the ingredients a deeper meaning, that is, recognition." ”

Sikong Yao became more and more incomprehensible at this time, and was confused, "Approve the ingredients?" ”

"Does it mean that you select specific ingredients according to the needs of the dish and find the best ingredients?" Sikong Yao put forward his own opinion.

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue shook his head lightly and said, "No, that's the choice of ingredients, isn't it a matter of course to make good dishes with good ingredients?" But if you want to make a high-quality dish with inferior ingredients, that's what a chef can do. ”

Sikong Yao noticed the words used before and after the two comparisons of the battlefield Yuan Fengxue, good ingredients, and inferior ingredients, it seems that in the heart of the battlefield Yuan Fengxue, there is no difference between good and bad ingredients.

Sikong Yao somewhat realized the meaning of some of the battlefield Yuan Fengxue, and said: "For example, not dividing the ingredients into good and bad is also a kind of recognition, right?" ”

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue immediately laughed and praised it: "Yes, that's what it means!" There is no problem with the ingredients themselves, as long as they are not rotten ingredients, they can all be used, but after being artificially given a definition of good and bad, then the slightly inferior ingredients have no meaning of existence? That's not right! If we speak in this way, then is it true that people can also be divided into three, six, nine, and so on, and those who do not seem to have those who are conspicuous also have no meaning of existence? ”

"There is a distinction between high and low positions, but there is no difference between high and low status." Sikong Yao blurted out this sentence.

Battlefield Yuan Fengxue nodded hurriedly, and said more excitedly: "Yes, that's it, since there are no noble or low people, why do you arbitrarily define the difference between good and bad ingredients?" I don't think that's right. A true chef is not only a good cook for diners, but also a subject who gives meaning to the existence of ingredients. Only those who recognize the ingredients will be able to make delicious dishes. ”

Sikong Yao pondered for a while, slowly savoring the words of Yuan Fengxue on the battlefield, and recognized the ingredients, which was a question that he had never thought about.

The cuisine in Sikong Yao's heart, that is, in order to bring happiness to people, all dishes that deviate from this purpose, so the aroma is rippling, and the taste makes people drunk and dreamy, which cannot be called delicious.

This is the answer that Sikong Yao found on his own cooking road, and at the same time, he also took this opportunity to have an epiphany about his own cooking, and for the battlefield Yuan Fengxue, recognizing the ingredients is his own answer.

Sikong Yao thought silently, making Yuan Fengxue on the battlefield a little overwhelmed, for fear that his thoughts would not be understood, so he said, "Let me give you an example, right?" ”

Sikong Yao nodded and said, "That's the best." ”

"Let's take the sushi distance, Koshihikari rice is recognized as the best rice in all of Japan, and it is also the best choice for making high-end sushi, but can we say that Koshihikari rice must be used to make sushi?" This is obviously not right, the first person who cooked sushi did not use Koshihikari rice, so in this case, sushi that uses Koshihikari rice can't actually be considered authentic sushi, right? (To be continued......)