"Do you dare to say that our Yunlailou character is not good?" Copperhead is furious.

"Kitchen products, not character." The fat man corrected.

"Who are you?" Copperhead asked.

"My surname is Ding." The fat man smiled, "Others like to call me ...... Chubby Ding. ”

"So you're Fatty!" The copper-headed green tendons are protruding.

"Hahaha, it's me, it's me." The fat man laughed.

", you're not welcome here!" Copperhead gritted his teeth.

"Roll or not, but I have feet and can walk." The fat man lifted his leg and walked away.

"Wait." I stopped him, "Dare to ask, what is cooking?" ”

"The so-called kitchen is the character of the chef." The fat man happily replied.

"Oh?" I wondered, "What is the difference between this kitchen and the character?" ”

"Character refers to a person's behavior and attitude towards others." The fat man said, "And kitchen refers to a cook's behavior and attitude towards others." ”

"Isn't that the same?" Copperhead sneered.

"It's completely different." The fat man said, "A chef treats people and things, treats diners, and picks up food." ”

"So what's the difference?" Twitter.

"You don't see what's the difference?" The fat man asked deliberately.

"I don't understand." Twitter replied honestly.

"That's why you can't cook, hahaha." The fat man smiled and walked, turned around, and turned into the stall of Tianfeng Tower.

"Who is he?" I asked.

"Fat Ding is the chef of Tianfeng Tower." It was obviously the first time he had seen this person, "I heard that ten years ago, in the huge Qizhou Mansion, he was the only one who could compete with Old Man Shen in cooking. ”

"Ten years ago, he should have been young, right?" I think Fat Ding's age should not exceed thirty years old.

"That's right, I heard the old man say that back then, the biggest selling point of Tianfenglou and Yunlailou was the duel between a young man in his teens and a master in his fifties." Chirp said.

"It's because it took too much effort to fight with this fat man that Old Man Shen will die." Copperhead was furious.

"But in the end, it was Old Man Shen who won, right." I say.

"Yes, so this fat man must be very unwilling, taking advantage of our trouble, to step on two feet." Copperhead said angrily.

"Yes, put your feet on it......" I thoughtfully walked to where Fat Ding had stayed.

On the ground, ingredients such as beef slices, shredded radish, and bamboo shoots were scattered in a messy manner.

If you're just here to laugh at the Reservoir Dogs, why does Fat Ding taste the dirty beef slices?

The so-called kitchen products are not good, is it just a shocking word?

Or......

Closing my eyes, Fat Ding's words and deeds just now resurfaced in my mind.

What is the proper way a chef should treat people?

What did Fat Ding see in the scattered ingredients in this place?

If the food is not good now, what should you do...... Is it okay?

"Twitter, Copperhead." I shouted, "You guys go to the market right away and buy a new batch of ingredients." ”

"Go now?" Copperhead frowned and said, "At this time, the good things have already been sold out, and at most there are some leftovers." ”

"Even if there are good materials, they can't compare to your royal specials." The twitter continued.

"Leftovers are leftovers, in short, buy them back first." I threw a silver bar to the copper head, "Quick! ”

Though they were puzzled, they took the money and set out.

"Boss lady, Master Wu, you tidy up the stall, I'll be back soon." I said to the proprietress again.

"Where are you going?" The hostess asked.

"It's not far away, I'll just take a stroll around the neighborhood." With that, I left the venue in a hurry.

Ran through the crowd, ran directly to the nearest tall building, stepped on the exterior wall, and jumped to the top of the building.

With the tiles under my feet, I began to look intently.

It was not the big girl and the little daughter-in-law who looked at it, but the food stalls in the venue.

There is still half an hour before the official start of the conference, and almost all the major restaurants have reached the finishing stage, and the prepared dishes (uncooked) are placed on the big table, and they can be cooked just after the guests enter the venue.

What exactly does a good chef do with food?

I'm going to check it with my own eyes!

At this time, the list that Twitter gave me played a big role.

The first thing I look at is the ones that are lower on the list and have a less reputable reputation.

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it.

At least half of the restaurants at the venue could not see the knife skills of their chefs, and the slices of meat cut out were of different thicknesses, shredded vegetables of different thicknesses, noodles of different sizes, and the materials were very coarsely handled.

Master Wu's sword skills are at least ten times stronger than theirs!

Then, I started looking at the stores that ranked in the middle of the range and had a mediocre reputation.

Their sword skills are significantly better.

Let's take a look at the stores that are among the best and have an excellent reputation.

At this level of cooking, the sword skills can barely be compared with the martial master.

After watching the lap, I felt very satisfied - in terms of sword skills alone, Master Wu was indeed one of the best in the entire venue.

But I haven't finished reading it yet.

The stall of Tianfeng Tower was deliberately left to the end by me.

Fat Ding said so mysteriously, what will his dishes be treated like?

Thick and thin!

Thickness varies!

Big and small!

I was shocked.

But unlike those shops with poor knife skills and rough handling, the dishes placed on the Tianfenglou stall are obviously the same kind, but they are divided into several parts according to different cutting methods, different colors, and different shapes.

That is, the thickness varies, but the thick ones are concentrated in one place, the thin ones are concentrated in another, and the other cases are about the same.

They were deliberately cut like this!

Why?

Recalling Master Wu's cutting method, it is so clever that it is the same, and all the dishes are like the same mold.

The 'kitchen products' in Fat Ding's mouth, does it have something to do with this?

After looking at it for a while, I turned my head to look in the direction of Wangfang City, and saw Ji Ji and Tong Tou holding a few large vegetable baskets and rushing to the venue.

Before the official start of the food conference, there is only a few incense sticks left.

If you can see the cooking process of Tianfeng Mansion in its entirety, I believe that I will be able to find out the secret of 'cooking'.

But now, there is no time.

I sighed, and one flew down, jumped high from the eaves, and fell into a hay cart with a pop, and the countless onlookers around me were stunned that none of them noticed me.

Unexpectedly, the hay cart still has this characteristic?

I jumped out of the haytruck, patted the roots and dirt on my body, and strode towards the venue.

The secrets of the kitchen were not solved, and the newly bought ingredients were not processed.

Is it still too late?

With a nervous mood, I returned to the venue to see that the stalls in Yunlailou had basically returned to their original appearance.

Of course, the board was empty, and there were no ingredients at all.

"Something is coming!" Behind him, Twitter and Copperhead hurriedly ran over and put the baskets of ingredients they had just bought on the board.

Let's go!

The eyes of the proprietress and the martial master, the twitter and the copper head were cast at me at the same time:

"What's next?"

(End of chapter)