Zhao Zixian has definitely encountered many powerful characters before, from Huang Liuzi, who initially posed a threat to him, to Wang Shao in the province, to the Dark Restaurant Group, and the various masters in the Wuyue Mountain Range, Xuanwu Elder, and Southern Sword God. But no matter how powerful these people are, they have never caused such a big change in Zhao Zixian's thinking.

There is a saying in the Chinese country, it is better to teach people to fish, it is better to teach people to fish. It means to give someone a fish, it is better to teach someone how to catch fish. This way others can also catch their own fish. But teaching fishing is easier said than done. It's like teaching a person to cook, so how can it be a matter of one or two days. A good chef has to go through many years of training to be able to make extremely delicious dishes. Even if you are willing to teach, ordinary people may not be able to learn it. But hot pot achieves this very well, as long as the chef makes the soup and hot pot base well. The moment the hot pot is served to the guests, the guests become chefs, and they can cook whatever they want. In the world, there really seems to be no other meal that can achieve this kind of feeling.

Zhao Zixian rarely admired anyone in his life, but now he really admires this middle-aged man. And these words have long been beyond the scope of what Fat Rong and the manager can understand, they just stay aside weakly, and they don't care about what the middle-aged man says, they only nod their heads in agreement. In fact, they themselves didn't think about it carefully, but they were afraid that if the middle-aged people were unhappy, they would suffer.

Having said this, Zhao Zixian no longer had any resistance to the middle-aged man, and asked respectfully: "Please Mr. move the chopsticks to serve the food, taste the other side of the mandarin duck pot, the taste of the dishes under the spicy pot." "When Zhao Zixian made hot pot, he used a mandarin duck pot, one was fresh soup, and the other was a spicy pot. Before, middle-aged people tasted the soup in the fresh soup pot, but the soup in the spicy pot could not be drunk directly.

There was only a small sip of soup, and what the middle-aged man said benefited Zhao Zixian a lot. If a middle-aged person is not good for himself, how can he still say these words to increase his knowledge? Since returning to Haikou, although I have seen the development of Zhao's hot pot restaurant. But Zhao Zixian knew that his company was actually surrounded by strong enemies. So Zhao Zixian wanted to learn more from middle-aged people. After all, by now, among the dishes that Zhao Zixian can cook, the best is hot pot. If middle-aged people can help themselves improve a little more, that's the best.

But after these words were spoken, the middle-aged man did not answer. Could it be that he is such a stingy person? Won't you say anything about my spicy pot? Zhao Zixian thought.

When I looked up, I saw that the middle-aged man's face had darkened significantly, and the radiant expression when he explained the benefits of hot pot to Zhao Zixian just now had completely disappeared.

There was a long silence.

The bodyguard Ah Liang took a step forward and said with some pain: "Boss, you have said too much today, you are too tired, let's ...... first"

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man waved his hand, planning to say something to Ah Liang, and said, "It doesn't matter, I know it in my own heart." After speaking, he looked at Zhao Zixian and said, "Young man, it's not that I don't want to help you taste the greatness of this spicy pot, it's just that even if I eat it again, it's useless." ”

Zhao Zixian didn't understand the meaning of this at all.

The corners of Ah Liang's mouth kept twitching, as if to prevent the middle-aged man from speaking, but he couldn't say it himself.

The middle-aged man said slowly: "Young man, I, I can't eat the taste of hot pot at this time, my sense of taste is gone." ”

"What?" Zhao Zixian looked at the middle-aged man with a surprised face, and said in a lost voice: "The sense of taste, it's gone, what does that mean?" ”

The middle-aged man smiled faintly and said, "You obviously know what it means, so why are you asking, it means that I can't taste anything I eat." ”

Zhao Zixian was stunned on the spot, and at this time, Ah Liang said: "Boy, do you know who our boss is?" ”

Of course, he is definitely not an ordinary person, but Zhao Zixian knows very little about his predecessors in the kitchen industry, and he can only tell the truth that he doesn't know.

Ah Liang continued: "Our boss is the world-famous food master, Qin Lan. ”

Qin Lan! Even if Zhao Zixian is ignorant, this name is like thunder. Legend has it that when this man was twenty years old, he was already the most famous chef in Huaxia, proficient in the practice of various dishes of the country's eight major cuisines. At the age of twenty-one, he suddenly gave up being a chef and stopped cooking, and began to travel all over the world, and as a foodie, he tasted all the food of various countries in the world at the age of thirty. I know the food of each country and each ethnic group well. The restaurants that can be reviewed by him once, even if they are roadside vendors, will definitely have a steady stream of business for several years in a row. But a few years ago, Qin Lan suddenly disappeared, even in a good restaurant, he couldn't find him to try the food once, I don't know where he disappeared.

How could a world-famous gourmand who then suddenly disappeared suddenly appear in his restaurant, and, moreover, say that he has lost his sense of taste? Zhao Zixian couldn't figure out all these things. Qin Lan obviously tasted a mouthful of fresh soup just now, and accurately said several bones in the soup at once. If you lose your sense of taste, how can you taste it?

Ah Liang's words solved Zhao Zixian's doubts, Ah Liang said: "Five years ago, our boss was in the world's kitchen and food industry for 20 years, and he was in the limelight. Who knows...... Who knew that in the summer of five years ago, there was a newly opened restaurant in Beijing that wanted to invite us to eat a dish, and this dish was our boss's favorite - hot pot. ”

Speaking of this, there was a pause, Ah Liang's expression became even more painful, and his words also contained desolation: "Because it is a restaurant in Huaxiaguo, and the taste is hot pot, the boss pushed down all the reservations at that time, and went to this restaurant to try it first, and the liquidated damages alone were hundreds of millions of yuan in compensation, but, but ......" Ah Liang's voice was almost choked, and he reluctantly continued: "But that restaurant is a trap set up at all, and everything you try is fake, they put poison in the hot pot, this poison is so poisonous, after the boss eats it, Life is worry-free, it's just, just lose the sense of taste forever! This is even more ruthless for a foodie than it is to kill him. Since then, the boss has been in a state of flux, and he no longer thinks about asking anything about the kitchen. ...... to this day"

Waiting for Ah Liang to speak, everyone present had a confused and sad look on their faces, but Qin Lan just smiled faintly and said: "When I was young, I didn't understand how to converge, the limelight was too strong, and getting this kind of end was something that would happen sooner or later." Don't mention it. ”

From top-level heroes to penniless ordinary people. Maybe many people can't stand such a blow and collapse, just like some movie stars can't stand it and will commit suicide. And Qin Lan not only did not receive a blow, but also looked very free and easy, which made Zhao Zixian admire. Because Zhao Zixian asked himself, if he lost everything, lost Zhao's Restaurant Group, lost the women around him, lost all the money, and lost all the abilities he got from "Changshengpu", he would become an ordinary person. Zhao Zixian didn't know if he could accept it. Qin Lan's freedom is not a realm that ordinary people can reach.

It's just that Zhao Zixian didn't understand a little that Qin Lan obviously tasted the fresh soup of the hot pot at the beginning, and was about to ask. Qin Lan herself had already spoken: "I am very satisfied with my current situation, and the money I made before is enough for me to squander for several lifetimes, and since this year, I have found that my sense of taste has come back a little, but it is only a short time when I get up every morning, and I can only feel it in the first bite of eating, and there is no taste in the second bite." When he said these words, Qin Lan had a smile on his face, although he smiled a little reluctantly, it could be seen that he was indeed content.

But there is one person who seems to be even angrier than Qin Lan himself, and that is Ah Liang. Ah Liang said indignantly: "The restaurant that poisoned the boss back then, on the night when the boss was sent to the hospital after the accident, the entire building was directly demolished, it seems that the other party was premeditated, and everything was arranged." Even if they all disappear, I must find them,......"

Speaking of this, Qin Lan shouted Ah Liang's name loudly, wanting to scold him to stop.

But Ah Liang's words still came out: "Jin Nantian, I must break your body into ten thousand pieces!" Hey, you can't think of it, when you pretended to greet me and the boss, I listened to your little brother when he called your name. I'm going to make you pay. ”

Kim Nam-tian? This name Zhao Zixian sounds so familiar, but I can't think of where I've heard it for a while.