"Since you want to drink, I'll drink with you!" Lu Xiaoxian raised the bowl.

Chen San picked up the wine glass with both hands, drank it greedily, put down the bowl and said vaguely: "Good wine!" ”

"If you like it, drink more." Lu Xiaoxian drank all the wine in the bowl.

Filling the wine again, Chen San unceremoniously picked up the bowl, but his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air: "Childe...... I...... I'm sorry for you? ”

Lu Xiaoxian smiled slightly: "There's nothing to be sorry for, I've always treated you as a brother, you don't feel comfortable, I naturally want to accompany you!" ”

Chen San's hands suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and he could barely hold the cup. The drink spilled out of the glass, and the more it spilled, the more it spilled.

"I'm sorry Childe...... I'm sorry for the autumn wind...... I'm really no match for him! Chen San's lips moved slightly, and strings of tears flowed from his eyes.

The sobbing after a cry is like a tsunami after a wind, and it seems so abrupt in the house.

After a short silence, Lu Xiaoxian said in a deep voice: "You don't have to be worthy of others, as long as you are worthy of yourself!" ”

The corners of Chen San's mouth pulled up a wry smile, and he said drunken eyes: "I practice cooking hard every day, and I have suffered so much, who knew that it would be such a result?" ”

Lu Xiaoxian stared at the other party's eyes and said word for word: "Don't indulge in everything too much, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses!" “

"Childe is right!" Pap" clapped his hands indiscriminately, and Chen San bared his tongue and said: "Childe is right!" Suddenly, he was stunned, "But I'm not reconciled......"

Pouring a bowl of wine for himself, Lu Xiao was idle, and only the drunken people in the room could be heard muttering.

Squinting his eyes, Chen San looked at Lu Xiaoxian with drunken eyes, "Before I saw him, I felt that I was the first in the world" He slammed the wine glass on the table and laughed: "Now I know how stupid I am!" ”

"There are no firsts in this world." Staring at the wine bowl on the table, Lu Xiaoxian said: "Many people who exist like gods in your eyes are actually very fragile!" ”

Chen San's mind, numbed by spirits, seemed to be unable to keep up with the other party's train of thought, and was stunned for a moment. Lu Xiaoxian shook his head and said, "That's it, let's not talk about it today, and I'll talk to you again tomorrow when you wake up!" ”

Chen San reached out and grabbed the wine jug on the table, raised his head and drank it, unaware that the wine was dripping all over his body. As soon as the hand was released, the flask fell to the ground with a snap, and the man lay on the table.

Lu Xiaoxian turned his head, and Zhao Fengtang and Wu Liu were still standing behind him.

"You two sit down, I have something to ask you!" Lu Xiaoxian said lightly.

The two hurriedly sat down, and Zhao Fengtang said embarrassedly: "Owner, Chen San ...... him"

"I don't blame him!" Lu Xiaoxian sighed, "I just can't figure it out, if you lose, you lose, no matter how good the world's first chef is, how many guests can he deal with when he is drunk?" But as long as you can do your part, the autumn wind will not be so depressed! ”

Seeing Chen San's appearance, Lu Xiaoxian finally understood that the reason why Qiu Fengpo was depressed was not because he lost to the world's first chef, but because there was no chief chef in the back hall of the restaurant. The chef is the soul of a restaurant, and a restaurant without a soul has no future.

Zhao Fengtang's old face turned red, and he bowed his head and said, "The owner has taught you a lesson!" ”

"You were there to compete with the world's first chef that day?" Lu Xiaoxian changed the topic and asked again.

Zhao Fengtang nodded.

"Childe, I'm here too!" Wu Liu interjected on the side.

"No matter how good he is, how can he win with just one sword?" Lu Xiaoxian finally asked the doubts in his heart.

Zhao Fengtang smiled bitterly: "Childe, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it." At that time, he did just wave his kitchen knife and finish cooking a dish. ”

"One dish in one slash?" Lu Xiaoxian seemed to be listening to a book from heaven, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Zhao Fengtang was silent, as if recalling the scene at that time, and after a while, he continued: "The competition that day was based on eggs, which was originally proposed by Chen San. Because although eggs are ordinary, the relevant cooking methods are complex and diverse, which can test a person's cooking skills. I know Chen San, and he's very good at it. The world's first chef knows that it is powerful, but he looks like he doesn't care, and says casually, then I'll make a dish today that you've never seen before!. ”

"Something you've never seen before? What dish is so magical? Lu Xiaoxian blinked.

He asked for a raw egg to be brought and placed on the cutting board, and then took a kitchen knife from his baggage. The kitchen knife was shiny and looked very sharp, but it wasn't a great treasure. He held the knife in his hand, but he did not rush to swing it, but first roasted the blade of the knife on the flames. Everyone didn't understand the purpose of his move for a while, and after about ten minutes, the blade of the kitchen knife was already glowing red. At this moment, a flash of knife light was suddenly seen, slashing at the egg on the board. I only heard a soft sound of 'snort', and the kitchen knife cut through the middle of the egg, all the way to the bottom. But at this time, the egg did not separate, after a pause, his wrist shook slightly, the knife side hit both sides, and the egg was divided into two halves, each poured to one side, both halves were complete, not a drop of egg liquid leaked! ”

"And such a thing?" Lu Xiaoxian didn't seem to believe it, "The egg liquid should flow out along the blade?" ”

"The knife was burned red." Zhao Fengtang explained, "After the egg liquid at the knife edge comes into contact with the knife surface, it is immediately cooked and solidified, forming a layer of 'lid' at the incision and sealing the egg liquid on the inner layer. This knife is not only fast, accurate and ruthless, but also extremely ingenious, and it does cut the raw egg with one knife, and the egg liquid does not leak at all. ”

"I see." Lu Xiaoxian said with admiration, "The world's first chef is really not simple, even if ordinary people think of the same method, it is not easy to cut the egg without damaging the eggshell, right?" ”

Zhao Fengtang nodded: "Of course." His knife must first be strong and fast, in order to make the eggshell at the knife edge not crack in a large area, but when approaching the board, the knife must be able to be timely and accurately contained, so that the eggshell at the bottom is still slightly connected, so the two eggs can be attached to the knife surface, and wait for a while, after making sure that the egg liquid at the knife edge has solidified, he will use his wrist to separate the two eggs and completely complete the knife. So although it was only a one-knife decision, this knife convinced everyone, including me and Chen San. ”

"It seems that Chen San was defeated under his hands, and he is not wronged at all!" Lu Xiaoxian already knew it in his heart.

Wu Liu glanced at Chen San lying on the table with some concern, wanting to say something, but he didn't know how to speak. After a long time, he finally said gloomily: "I'm afraid that he will be completely abolished, but it's a pity that he has a good life!" ”

"No, it won't!" Lu Xiaoxian said mildly, "I'm here!" ”

After that, Lu Xiaoxian got up, turned his head when he walked to the door, and said, "Tomorrow the three of you will go to the back hall, do whatever you have to do, and I will come back then!" ”

……

Datang is vast, and people in every place will have a way of life with a strong regional color.

Tea is indispensable for breakfast among the people of the imperial capital, and the people of Luoyang have risen to the point of loving tea.

"Exhaustive days and nights, tired days without food, not a day without tea." Luoyang people drink tea not by brewing, but by boiling, not only to put some ginger in the tea, but also to put some salt, Su pepper, and sometimes cinnamon.

In addition to eating breakfast at home, some people also make a special trip to Nanshi to eat, and there are many breakfast shops here. Eating a variety of pastries and cold dishes, and sipping two sips of tea from time to time, in addition to getting rid of greasy and clearing the stomach, also has a very important role, which is to quench thirst.

People who come to Nanshi for breakfast are easily thirsty because their mouths are eating for two minutes and chatting for eight minutes. When talking speculatively, a breakfast can be eaten straight from the beginning of the morning until noon.

Of course, most of these people are idlers who have nothing to do, only idlers will spend so much time eating breakfast, and of course, only they can understand the dynamics of the imperial capital.

At this moment, in front of a table by the window in a breakfast shop in Nanshi, two middle-aged people are sitting face to face on the table in the west head, eating snacks and drinking tea, chatting about the topic of the competition between the autumn wind and the drunken sky.

"I think the possibility of Qiu Fengpo winning is greater, after all, strong dragons don't suppress snakes, and no matter how powerful the chef of Zuixiaolou is, he is also a foreigner who has just arrived!"

"Not necessarily, haven't you heard, Qiu Fengpo has already lost a game before, and I heard that the world's first chef only won with one knife!"

"I think the previous defeat was because Qiu Feng Po was unprepared, but now it's different. Zuixiaolou let out the words, as long as the autumn wind can make dishes, they can do it. There are no wonders in the world, I don't believe that Zuixiaolou is omnipotent, there will always be something he can't do!

"Well, that makes sense." Lu Xiaoxian, who was on the next table, suddenly muttered to himself.

In just one day, the autumn wind broke and the drunken Xiaolou competition spread all over the streets and alleys of Luoyang, becoming a topic of conversation after tea and dinner. Lai Junchen and Wang Hufeng spread the news so quickly that Lu Xiaoxian was dumbfounded. It can be seen that they are determined to embarrass Lu Xiaoxian to the greatest extent in this competition.

Out of the restaurant, Lu Xiaoxian thought as he walked, in order to win the competition, there were two things that he had to do at the top of his mind.

First, to restore Chen San's confidence as soon as possible, he is not a professional chef after all, there are full-time workers in the art industry, and the competition ultimately depends on Chen San.

Second, I want to meet this legendary world's first chef, knowing that the other side can survive a hundred battles.

……

In the past, they usually used the morning of the day, when their memory is clearest, to train and adjust their taste discrimination.

But at this time, Chen San didn't seem to have recovered from his hangover, and he was listless, holding a kitchen knife in his hand, standing in front of the kitchen in the back hall in a daze.