"My name is Zhaoke, what's your name?"

This thin eater looks like a wife, and the flesh of his cheeks is sunken into the bones, but he has an indescribable kind eyebrow.

"Zhuge is not bright, the word Mingtian, you call me Mingtian." Ming Tian just nodded and smiled at him politely, and ordered the recruiter to send the processed muscles to the rooftop.

"Hey, hey, hey." Although Zhao Ke has sharp beak and monkey gills, he has an ugly face and a large mole under his nose, which is connected with a disgusting hair.

But it feels like he should be an honest man, similar to An Luo, and his speech is soft, which makes people listen very comfortably.

"Little doll, how long have you been a chef?" While handling the cabbage in your hand, she nagged.

"Five years." Ming Tian was not interested in talking to him too much, and he happened to be dealing with cabbage.

"Oh, five years? It's really a hero from ancient times, and he can be a chef with 5 years of experience. I can't do it, I've been a recruiter for 20 years before I became a chef. ”

Zhao Ke's eyes showed a hint of decline, as if he was unwilling to give full play to his talents, but he didn't dare to speak out.

Ming Tian glanced at him, his eyes condensed slightly.

People in the world often think that what tofu carved Buddha and radish carved flowers are the ultimate in knife skills, but they don't know that in fact, the same as egg fried rice embodies fire skills, what really embodies knife skills is actually the simplest cabbage heart.

But seeing this honest and honest cook, the kung fu of cutting cabbage was unexpected.

The knife pierced, cut four knives from top to bottom from different directions, and after the last knife to the end, the knife twisted, and the cabbage spread out like a flower, and there was only about three or four layers of cabbage heart left in the center, which was round and jade!

A cabbage only takes two seconds to pick out the cabbage sum, and the cabbage sum is not scratched at all!

In just one minute, Zhao Ke picked out twenty or thirty choy sums, and none of them hurt a single choy sum, and there was a full plate!

What kind of new operation is this?! Pick a choy sum in two seconds?! Feed! Where's the GM? Someone's hanging!!

Ming Tian looked at himself again, he could only peel the cabbage layer by layer by hand to remove the cabbage heart, and it would take about twenty seconds for a cabbage!

"Alas, it doesn't feel good today, and it's really slow." Zhao Ke seemed a little lost.

I'll it, and one in two seconds is really slow? Lao Tie, are you sure you're not pretending? Are you a god? What a god does is pretending to be forced in the eyes of ordinary people!

Ming Tian looked at the chefs around him again, and couldn't help but change his mind.

No matter what the era, the top chefs will never be eliminated by the times, and the people here are the top chefs of this era.

The restaurant on the left, dismembering a whole cinnamon fish, reminds Ming Tian of the allusion of the cow in Ku Ding.

The knife is as fast as this osmanthus fish is made of air without resistance, it only took less than half a minute, after cutting the osmanthus fish is still complete, and finally the knife is lightly patted, and the osmanthus fish suddenly blooms like a flower, and the meat of each part is scattered on the cutting board in an extremely artistic way.

I'll go, this is still Huangtai's knife skills, how awesome is Nima's platform for handling knife skills?

I said, you guys, are you sure you didn't use your superpowers to chop vegetables? How do I feel like I'm the weakest player here? Why don't I leave the group?

"Hey, little brother." Zhao Ke said hello again at this time.

Ming Tian had already been stunned at this moment, feeling as if the bones in his neck were petrified, and he tried his best to turn his head with a creak.

Zhao Ke's face sank slightly: "As a newcomer, I want to advise you." ”

Well, I know, you must have taught me to lower my value, I understand, master, I don't pretend to be forced anymore.

Mingtian felt that his self-esteem was almost shattered by a whole set of QWERs from every chef here.

However, what Zhao Ke said was unexpected.

"You'd better be careful with more money and food, the first two newcomers, one was killed by him, and the other hanged."

"Uh...... Yes? Ming Tian was stunned for a moment, unable to understand what he meant: "Dare to ask why do you say this?" ”

Zhao Ke's face stiffened, and the supernatural knife in his hand involuntarily slowed down, and he said something that made Ming Tian a little thrilling.

Qian Shan is mostly a native of Anfeng County, known as a genius chef since childhood, entered the dining room at the age of twenty-six, and it only took eight years to mix until the end of the diet, at the age of forty, a golden immortal entered the sea, and was appreciated by Emperor Qi Ming, who had just succeeded to the throne, and gave him a delicious gold medal.

Since winning the gold medal, the money has become more and more inflated, and he even bribed the royal court, and since then he has never cooked in the dining room every day, and has called other chefs like other chefs.

"The most annoying thing is..."Speaking of this, Zhao Ke suddenly burst into tears: "Every time someone can make a dish that is appreciated by the emperor, he will impersonate himself and say that he made it himself." And if he doesn't like someone, he will deliberately let other chefs do bad, and then blame the chef who doesn't like him. ”

It turned out that after Qian Shanduo took the position, there were also two extremely strong newcomers, and their talent and strength were even better than Qian Shanduo back then.

The two newcomers were jealous of Qian Shanduo, so they launched a revenge, a newcomer, in the fish dishes he cooked, was stuffed with some fish scales in the garbage heap by Qian Shanduo, and the emperor was furious after eating it, and ordered Ling Chi to be executed on the spot.

The other, with extraordinary talent, has always been appreciated by the emperor, Qian Shanduo made good use of it, and then all the dishes he cooked, Qian Shanduo said that he made it himself, and all the credit was snatched away without exception.

He even made some bland dishes, saying that the newcomer made them, and in the end, the newcomer was repeatedly blamed by Yu Feng, couldn't stand the pressure, and hanged himself.

Hearing this, Ming Tian understood.

Co-authored this money and food is more of the same nature as our modern corrupt officials?

The credit of the subordinates is all their own, and if something happens, they will throw the pot on their subordinates, and if that person is not pleasing to the eye, he will create some pots for him to carry?

Although it is very hateful, it is also the helplessness of Chinese people.

Every race has a special inferior root, just as the American people's bad root is hypocrisy and selfishness, and the Chinese people's bad root is easy to expand, which is something in the bones.

Ming Tian looked at his hand that cut out calluses when cutting vegetables, the calluses were thicker than the calluses on the feet of football players, how many years of hard training did this hand have calluses?

This callus, for a chef, is the most proud medal of honor than the gold medal of deliciousness.

Looking at his unwilling eyes again, Ming Tian also guessed three points.

I'm afraid he was also bullied by Qian Shanduo.

After all, although the sword skills of the few guys next to him are also good, Zhao Ke's knife skills are obviously several grades higher than Huangtai, so there is no reason to only mix in Huangtai.

"Dude, stop crying." Mingtian is not the protagonist of a novel with three wrong views, he is flesh and blood, he will be angry if he doesn't like it, and he will naturally sympathize with him when he sees the pitiful.

stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, Ming Tian comforted the poor old man, and Zhao Ke snorted his nose, which stopped his tears.

"I was also a sword chef on the platform, I have been in the palace for 30 years, I worked here since the founding of the Southern Qi Dynasty, and finally got to the platform, but it was ruined by Qian Food. Thirty years, I've been doing it for thirty years. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Ke patted Ming Tian on the shoulder, and said bitterly in the tone of an elder.

"Little doll, I see that you have potential, in two years, I will return to my hometown, I should give you a piece of advice, dining room, be low-key, otherwise I don't know how to die, what about me, I just want to accompany my wife after returning to my hometown and enjoy my old age in peace." I hope you can do it yourself and make a difference here. ”

Hey, uncle, although this is a bit sad to the atmosphere, please don't say anything like wanting to go home, okay? That's a flag! You can't pull out this flag!

"Thank you, I will."

Ming Tian nodded to him in respect.

Anyway, although Ming Tian's cold reading technique is not refined, it is still possible to see if people are lying, and Zhao Ke should not be lying.

This kind of chef, Ming Tian really can't think of any other description than being respectable.

People like him who should be famous for eternity, but in the end they did nothing in their lives, there should be many in this era, right?

"What do you say? He's dead?! What about cold appetizers? ”

At this moment, there was a roar like Qian Shanduo killing pigs from outside the door.

When Ming Tian heard this, he leaned out.

saw Qian Shanduo holding a copper spoon and smashed it on the head of a Shanyou.

Na Shanyou lowered his head, very afraid, and didn't dare to squeak even if he was beaten or scolded.

Qian Shanduo's dead fat man didn't seem to be enjoyable, the copper spoon was bent, and he simply smashed his fist into his head.

Hey, big brother, you should resist it! You're going to get a concussion!

"You shit! Lao Tzu told you to take care of him, don't let him die, he's still useful, you dare to be lazy, don't you?! Yes?! ”

"Yes, I'm sorry, Rinsus."

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Maybe it's because I'm too fat, I haven't cooked for a long time, I lack exercise, I played for a while, I was tired and panting after a lot of money, and I turned over and panted: "Waste, it's all waste!" Now there is a shortage of people, and there are still six cold dishes, how can you do it?! Who is responsible for the emperor's blame? ”

As he spoke, Qian Shanduo just raised his head, separated by more than thirty meters, and happened to face Ming Tian's four eyes.

Being looked at by this fat eye, Ming Tian's body trembled, and he felt bad.

Sure enough, Qian Shanduo stretched out his hand, which was a little fatter than a pig's trotter, and pointed directly at Ming Tian: "Who is that!" Relational households, don't cut vegetables! Go to the people's platform and cook six cold dishes for Lao Tzu in half an hour! ”

When Ming Tian heard this, he suddenly felt bad.

Are you [beeping] teasing me? Cook six cold dishes in half an hour?! Why don't you let Lao Tzu use your human head to make red stewed pig's head meat?!

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