Now that the masters have spoken, face must be given. If you take Qiao at this time, don't talk about the other people's group of disciples and grandchildren, even Liu Zhenqiang can't help himself.

So Fang Yu hurriedly said: "Master, don't dare to take this seriously, you really hurt the younger generation when you say this." Zhao Lei and I were both angry that day, and all we said were angry words, and we couldn't do anything. In fact, it's just a small thing, what is there to compensate for and not compensate, and it already makes me very uneasy if it alarms you and Master Lin. I have already asked Brother Liu to pass on Zhao Lei's testimony to him. The implication is that he didn't care about the gamble that day.

The old man smiled when he heard this, pointed at Fang Yu and said to Zhao Lei, "Look, learn more from other people's small squares, don't make trouble everywhere if you have some skills." When I used to work at the Beijing Hotel, I heard Taizu say that we should 'guard against arrogance and rashness, and always maintain a modest and enterprising spirit.' Remember this sentence and you will be able to use it for a lifetime. ”

Zhao Lei respectfully said that he would definitely keep it in mind.

The old man turned his head and said to Fang Yu: "Xiao Lei grew up with me, and his temperament is a little impatient, but his nature is still very simple. You don't know each other, and you can get closer and closer when you have time in the future. ”

Fang Yu glanced at Zhao Lei, this thick-eyed and big-eyed product actually nodded and smiled at him with low eyebrows, which made Fang Yu feel a chill in his heart, but he could only smile and nod yes.

As he was talking, Chen Yuping walked in from outside the hall with a small dining cart.

Chen Yuping pushed the dining cart to the side of the hall, and four white porcelain bowls with lids were placed on the dining cart. The four bowls are shiny in color and soft white in glaze, and they look like fine porcelain at first glance.

Chen Yuping did not hurry and served the three bowls to the old man, Liu Zhenqiang, and Fang Yu in turn, and the last bowl was placed next to the middle-aged man, and then retreated to Zhao Lei's side.

Fang Yu looked at Chen Yuping's actions and guessed that he should also be Lin Maozhou's disciple. He and the others are juniors, so they all have no share.

The old man lifted the lid of the bowl and frowned slightly, "Oh, this dish...".

The old man glanced at the middle-aged man beside him again, and then said, "Zhenqiang, Xiaofang, hurry up and eat it while it's hot." This soup dish in Maozhou is very laborious, and it is rare for the old man to taste it, so today is a blessing for you. ”

Lin Maozhou smiled a little unnaturally: "Teacher, you are joking, you still taught me this dish." As long as you like, I will make it for you every day. ”

Fang Yu's heart sank, he could make a great master like the old man say that it was good, this dish should be extraordinary, and there was a mystery in looking at it like this.

After the old man tasted the first bite, Fang Yu also lifted the lid.

As the lid was lifted, a fresh fragrance came to my nose, and I felt full of fresh fragrance just by smelling it.

The wide-mouthed white porcelain bowl contains a pool of clear and transparent soup, and in the middle of the soup floats a brown round object about three centimeters long, and on the periphery of the round object are three tender green cabbage hearts, and five bamboo sunflowers float outside the cabbage hearts.

The voice of the chopsticks suddenly popped up in Fang Yu's heart: "It turns out that someone in this world has already invented this dish. The surface is smooth, the color is uniform, the bamboo sunflower is used very skillfully, and the dish is very complete. It's amazing, but this makes me impressed with this Master Huang. ”

Although Fang Yu had begun to slowly get used to the elusiveness of the taste chopstick, he was still shocked by the sudden sound of the miso and shook his little hand.

This action was seen by a short and a fat person next to him, and they both thought that they were stopped by this dish. The two of them pouted together, thinking that this guy surnamed Fang finally knew how powerful our Yellow Gate was.

Wei Zhen smiled in Fang Yu's mind: "People are hinting to us that the clear soup is not a big deal, and they will too." This dish may have a meaning for us. ”

Fang Yu remained silent, and asked secretly in his heart: "Then how do we deal with it?" ”

Wei Zhen said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, I'm here, you can rest assured." You can taste it first, this dish is quite a test of cooking skills, and I originally wanted to teach you after a while. Now that I've seen it today, I'll take a live teaching by the way, and some of the skills in it can also be used to make a top-notch trick in Sichuan Gorge cuisine. ”

With the guarantee of the weiji, Fang Yu settled down, scooped up a spoonful of soup leisurely, blew it, and sent it to his mouth.

The clear soup flows all the way down the tip of the tongue, fresh, sweet, fragrant and mellow, and the different flavors appear on the taste buds like a wonderful picture, slowly unfolding. Fang Yu didn't rush to swallow it, but took it in his mouth and tasted it carefully.

The first time he saw the soup, Fang Yu knew that this must be a special top-quality clear soup, and the fresh flavor when he opened the lid was much sweeter than the last time he made it, just smelling it could make people's teeth and cheeks revel.

When he drank it in his mouth, Fang Yu realized that he still underestimated the essence of this yellow gate. With just one umami, there are no less than five variations in this spoonful of soup.

Fang Yu was savoring the recipe for the clear soup, and the two Yellow Sect disciples beside him began to gossip again.

The short Zhuang Changyuan snorted disdainfully at the tall and fat Ma Wenxiu: "See, this kid was quite stupid just now, but now he is dumbfounded." The clear soup of the third uncle is a must in our Huangmen, and the important members of the dominant party may not have a mouthful, and it is really a blessing that he can taste it in several lifetimes. ”

Ma Wenxiu replied in a low voice: "People have unique skills, of course they are qualified to be crazy." Now you might be savoring the recipe for the clear soup. ”

Zhuang Changyuan glanced at Fang Yu, "Formula? Are you kidding me. If you can restore the recipe after tasting two bites, then why do you have to learn from a teacher, and you will become a culinary master by eating it directly one by one. ”

"Hehe, maybe people have a 'tongue of God'." Ma Wenxiu teased with a smile.

"I'm still laser-eyed. There are so many geniuses in this world. He just learned the kung fu of a two-handed and three-legged cat from somewhere, and he thought he was sorry. If it weren't for the fact that the third uncle was afraid that Lei Zi's foundation would not be solid, and he would not let him get in touch with the skill of 'hanging soup', how could this kid be jumping. ”

"That's right." Ma Wenxiu nodded, "The root of the top clear soup is still on the stock. If you don't know how to make a first-class broth, even if you sweep the soup clearly, you can't get a top-notch broth. ”

Zhuang Changyuan listened and nodded frequently. "Senior Brother Ma, what you said is too right. When I was learning to make soup stock before, the master said that this clear soup is only an appearance, and if you know the trick, you can always learn it with more practice. But the effort of making the broth is a lifetime. When I can melt everything I have learned into a pot of soup, I can be a teacher and an apprentice. ”

"Well, my master said something like that. I don't know when I'll reach that state," and before they knew it, the two of them chatted and began to crook the building.

Although the two guys didn't speak loudly, they were standing next to Fang Yu, and with Fang Yu's ears, they could naturally hear it clearly, knowing that they were doing it on purpose.

Fang Yu didn't have the time to have the same knowledge as these two second goods. He slowly tasted the taste of the clear soup one bite after another, secretly running the internal practice of the ancient "Five Fowl Opera", improving the five senses, and under the inspiration of the weizhen, he restored the raw materials of this bowl of clear soup little by little.