After He Xiaojun returned to the carving building, he first dried the washed clothes before entering the living room where he went to eat.

At this time, Ah Mei and the others had already set up the dining table, and Da Niu had already stopped the fire according to He Xiaojun's instructions, took out a clay pot as a stew pot, and served it when He Xiaojun came back.

Seeing He Xiaojun coming back, the big cow who was already salivating hurriedly urged him to hurry up and open the table, shouting that his saliva had already flowed and he didn't know how much.

He Xiaojun came to the "stew pot", first uncovered the large dish covered on the clay pot, and then gently removed a layer of rice paper that covered the entire basin to store gas.

After the rice paper was removed, a rich aroma immediately diffused from the tile basin, filling the space, and everyone at the scene involuntarily took a deep breath.

"It smells so good."

Before Da Niu's words fell, several people at the scene had already heard his impatient swallowing voice, and also saw his posture of preparing to grab food.

When He Xiaojun moved the soup to the dining table, scooped a bowl by himself, and put it in front of everyone, everyone was attracted by the aroma of the bowl of soup that looked a little more yellow than clear water, and involuntarily closed their eyes and took a deep breath of the aroma.

Just as He Xiaojun was about to beckon everyone to drink soup, an abrupt voice came from outside the door: "It's so fragrant, what kind of food is it?" Not only did the old man known as the 'God of Food' be attracted, but he also made the old man unable to smell the fragrance for a while. ”

The sound from outside the door made He Xiaojun and the others stunned.

Since the carving tower was given to He Xiaojun to live in, the people of Chen Village did not dare to come to disturb him, the head of the sect, even if there was something to beat him, they would call him far away, and they would not enter the living room door in the carving building without his permission.

When the bull saw this, he asked, "Who is it?" How dare you enter the abode of the head of the sect? ”

The voice did not answer the big cow, but seemed to be still intoxicated by the aroma of the soup, and said to himself: "From the taste, I only know that there should be chicken, but it is impossible for a simple chicken to stew such a fragrant soup, what else is there to make together?" ”

Listen to the voice, the person who speaks should not be young.

After listening to the words of this old man, He Xiaojun couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart, he hadn't seen anything yet, and he had already identified a main ingredient and cooking method from the aroma, it seemed that this person who called himself the "God of Food" really lived up to his reputation.

Da Niu saw that the other party did not answer himself, and from the words he heard, the other party was not like the people in the village, and when he was about to say something again, He Xiaojun stopped him from asking, and greeted the person who should be an old man: "This old man, it is better to meet by chance, listen to your old man's tone, you should have a lot of research on eating." I made this dish, so why don't you come and try it, and then give me some advice? ”

There are two reasons why He Xiaojun invited this uninvited guest.

First, He Xiaojun was also like Da Niu, he heard that this person's voice was unfamiliar, and he was definitely not from the village, but he thought more carefully than Da Niu, and this voice obviously had the tone of this area, that is, this person should live here for a while, and then live elsewhere.

Now, what He Xiaojun urgently wants to know is everything in this other world, since he has met an outsider, of course he wants to understand the situation outside through this person.

Second, He Xiaojun heard from the old man's words that the old man had a deep research on food, and since he had not yet determined what he was going to do, of course, he didn't want to miss this opportunity to ask the expert for advice.

As soon as He Xiaojun's words fell, an old man appeared at their dinner table.

"It was this little brother who invited you just now, right?" After the old man looked at He Xiaojun, he asked questioningly, "Am I really lucky enough to be able to taste this delicacy?" ”

He Xiaojun answered the old man with practical actions. He first instructed Ah Mei to bring one more bowl, then brought a stool by himself, asked the old man to sit down, and then scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to the old man, before he said to him: "Old man, you will taste my craft first, and then give me advice." ”

The old man was not polite, took a small sip of the soup from the bowl, and then paused for a moment in his mouth, as if to let the soup brew in his mouth, and then swallow it slowly.

After swallowing the soup, the old man closed his eyes and said nothing, and put on a look of trying his best to taste the aftertaste.

After a while, the old man with an unfathomable look finally spoke: "Good, good soup, good soup." ”

Da Niu has always been unhappy with this uninvited guest who shared his delicious food, and when he saw the old man's uninspired words, he responded even more angrily: "I still need you to say, as long as it is a dish made by Ah Jun, it is a good dish, much better than Tao Ranju's dishes." ”

Listening to Da Niu's words, the old man was stunned and asked, "Tao Ranju? What is it? ”

After listening to the old man's words, Da Niu even sneered: "Even Tao Ranju doesn't know, what else do you say 'God of Food'?" I think you're a bastard. ”

"Big Cow." He Xiaojun hurriedly stopped Da Niu and replied for the old man: "It seems that the old man should not be a person who lives in the local area, and it is not a strange thing not to know Tao Ranju." ”

"It's still this little brother who knows everything, I haven't been back to my hometown for fifty years." Then, the old man expressed his evaluation of the bowl of soup he just drank: "Little brother, this soup of yours is clear, rich, smooth, and refreshing, which is enough to be called first-class, I am the best restaurant in Hong Kong, and I have never tasted such a good soup." ”

After listening to the old man's words, He Xiaojun knew that the old man had at least been to or lived in Hong Kong.

"By the way, this little brother, what ingredients are you using to stew this soup, is it famous?"

"Uncle, since you call yourself the god of food, of course you don't have a shallow study of food, why don't you drink another bowl and see if you can drink the main ingredient of this soup?"

The old man refused, and said to He Xiaojun honestly: Whatever he has eaten, he must remember the taste, and he has already known from the attempt just now that he must not have eaten the things in this soup, even if he drinks another bowl, he will not drink the result.

Since the other party had honestly confessed, He Xiaojun was embarrassed to hide it anymore, so he scooped out the soup residue from the clay pot and put it in a dish for the old man to see.

After seeing the snake tied with waterweed on the plate, the old man suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that there is still a main ingredient that is snakes." By the way, little brother, you haven't told me yet, what is the name of this soup? ”

"Cantonese people call snakes dragons, chickens phoenixes, and cats tigers. When snakes, chickens and cats are stewed together, they are called dragons, tigers and phoenixes; When the snake and the cat are stewed together, it is called dragon and tiger fighting; And my snake and chicken are stewed together, and it is called dragon and phoenix Chengxiang. ”

"Dragon and phoenix Chengxiang? It's delicious, it's good, it's a good soup. ”

The old man had not been in for a long time, but he didn't know how many times he had praised the soup.

Then, at the invitation of He Xiaojun, the old man ate two more green vegetables that he fried, and even tasted his soy sauce as a seasoning.

After that, the old man asserted that He Xiaojun's cooking skills had reached the level of a culinary master.