"Another bowl of ramen!" A guest at a table shouted, "It's so delicious, why didn't I think the ramen at this restaurant was so delicious before, but recently I've become addicted, and I don't feel comfortable if I don't eat it for a day." ”

"Of course it's the craftsmanship of that little master, don't you see, it's the little handsome guy in the kitchen" The lady sitting opposite, biting her lip and saying, feeling the strong taste of the noodles, this noodle is absolutely amazing, it is impossible to have such an impact if you have more than one point or one point less...

In the kitchen, a young figure was hurrying back and forth.

Although the business in the store is booming, and the orders of customers are like a tide, but on closer inspection, the work on the young man's hands is not panicked at all, and every step is carried out in an orderly manner.

The slender fingers tugged at a ball of noodles, raised and then sank their wrists, and slapped the noodles against the press plate with a slight force. As the dough falls, dip the fingers of your right hand in an appropriate amount of oil and slide it down one side of the dough to the other. Then, with both hands working together on the shoulders and waist, the dough is pressed lightly and rhythmically, so that the oil evenly touches every inch of the dough, so that the noodles can ensure a pleasing ramen technique.

Although the technique of ramen is similar, the essence lies in the right strength and the feeling of passing the noodles on the hands, which is very subtle, but when the experienced ramen master pulls the noodles by himself, the subtle tension brought by each noodle to the hands will make the fingers and wrists naturally change the direction of the force, and the essence of the delicious bowl of noodles is the chef's meticulous control, which is the art of food.

Of course, as mysterious as it sounds, there is also a standard for evaluating the quality of ramen noodles in the industry - the number of deductions for ramen.

For example, the number of deductions for ramen noodles is about 8 buckles.

And the boy actually crossed over from another world.

In his previous life, the boy was from Huaxia, and his family was a food family, so he also followed his father to see a time-honored brand that can be said to be Huaxia ramen.

The old master has enjoyed life and rarely cooks, but he still likes this junior, so he happily entertained him and pulled three bowls of ramen with his own hands.

The shock of that time still echoes in the young man's heart at this moment. Those three bowls of ramen, there are 8 buttons, 12 buttons, and incredible... 21 buckles! There is no difference between the three bowls of noodles except for the thickness of the noodles, but when the noodles are eaten, they are like three completely different dishes, and the clear difference in taste between the lips and teeth makes the young man feel awe.

The same noodles, the same soup, but layer by layer, the impact of each bowl on the teenager is indescribable.

By the third bowl, the noodles even reached a point where they melted in the mouth, and the noodles that were thinner than a human hair, as if they would melt if they were cooked in the soup for one more second, made the boy deeply addicted to them and couldn't help himself.

Shaking his head, the boy woke up from his memories and concentrated his mind on the noodles on his hands, and as his hands flew up and down, the large pieces of dough were deftly pounded, stretched, broken, and kneaded in the boy's hands.

Sprinkle with enough clear oil and you're ready for the ramen.

I saw the young man pressing the strip with both hands, the left hand inward, the right hand outward, rubbing the strip on the strength, lifting the two ends, shaking and stretching, and then on the board, folding two in half, sprinkling the noodles, the strip is not sticky, folding and buckling into silk, a series of simple actions, but it seems to be contaminated with a magic precipitated by the years, which looks pleasing to the eye.

The boy's hands are like precise machines, and with the feeling of the noodles transmitted between his fingers, he adjusts the tendons of the ramen noodles all the time, 8, 9, 10...11...12 buckles...

A drop of sweat slowly slid across the boy's cheek, but the boy didn't care at all, he had already fully engaged himself in the action of his hand, 13 buckles... And again! The boy gritted his teeth hard, come on! 14 buckles!

There was a slight "pop" sound, and the surface hanging on the bottom side was gently broken by force.

Broken, the boy shook his head, and quickly took away the regretful emotion. In the previous life, the teenager was enchanted to practice the master's technique, and at the best time, he pulled 19 buckles, and only 2 buckles were left to keep up with the master's craftsmanship. But these two buckles are like a moat, and between the moats is the time of the old man's life, and it is not just the word "talent" that can be found shortcut.

In this life, it has been 2 months since I traveled to the world of teenagers. When he first came to this world, his soul crossed over to a Chinese boy with the same name as himself, also named Gu Bai. Gu Bai saw in the memory of the teenager that the teenager's father studied in Japan in his early years, and later met his mother who came to China to study in Japan, and then the two fell in love and got married, and had a family of three.

But then his father's business went bankrupt, and the debt collector came to the door, and in desperation, he discussed with his mother that he would send the 4-year-old boy to a kind old man for adoption, and the two managed to leave Japan without a trace.

The old man was alone, his family was in a small house in a remote but good environment, and he barely paid for the teenager to finish junior high school with the money left by the teenager's parents, but after graduating from junior high school, the old man lost his financial resources and lived by simply growing some vegetables at home. At this time, the teenager was getting weaker and weaker because of the psychological pressure of dropping out of school and the lack of nutrients needed for physical development. was in a coma for two days in a high fever, and it was at that time that Gu Bai crossed into the young man's body.

After Gu Bai crossed over, he looked at this poor young man who was not yet 13 years old, his body was so weak, and his helpless sadness was unobstructed.

In his previous life, Gu Bai was the son of a Chinese food family, and he had a golden key since he was born. Therefore, since infancy, Gu Bai's body has been cultivated with careful ingredients and decoctions, the experience and methods of his ancestors for several generations, the powerful resources of the family, and the careful care of his parents, Gu Bai's body can be said to be at the peak.

This is just the basic condition of the kitchen god, the kitchen god has extremely high requirements for the sensitivity of every part of the body, especially the mouth, tongue, nose, hands, and other parts. In addition to the cultivation of physical conditions, training that makes the scalp tingle is also essential.

It's a headache to think about it now, at that time, other children were reading and playing games, but Gu Bai's life was accompanied by knives and fire. As a simple example, when Gu Bai was 12 years old, he had already used hundreds of kitchen knives.

At the age of 12, those kitchen knives are not inferior goods, each one is specially made by skilled masters. The quality, weight, and handle of the knife are all customized according to Gu Bai's hands at all times.

In addition to knife work, Gu Bai has basically tasted the original taste of all common ingredients, not only that, but his parents also consider the characteristics of each ingredient and the suitable recipe for Gu Bai one by one. After that, Gu Bai closed his eyes and could guess every ingredient prepared today when he smelled the smell in the kitchen.

Knife work, ingredients, and recipes are just Gu Bai's basic courses before the age of 12.

After that, it is more complicated, spices, heat, broth, the use of various knives, carving, plating, tasting each dish of the eight major Chinese cuisines, the history and culture of Chinese cuisine, dining etiquette, social etiquette, and the languages of famous countries in the world: English, French, Japanese, Korean, German, Italian, etc.

These are Gu Bai, who was born into a family and was promoted to Huaxia Special Chef at the age of 22, and the leader of this generation of young chefs in Huaxia.

But all these honors made Gu Bai a little confused, this is the son of the family, but is this really Gu Bai? For the cultivation of the family, the love of his parents, he can understand, he is not averse to cooking, he is born with a very high talent for cooking, otherwise it would be impossible to compete for the Chinese God of Food.

The Chinese cuisine is too deep, and the chef is even more star-studded.

Talent, hard work, and chance are not only Gu Bai's patents, but each generation of food gods is a person who is as admirable as a myth.

Gu Bai has always had a hurdle that is difficult to overcome, so that although his cooking skills are among the top or even the best, he still has not been recognized by the God of Food.

He still remembered the only thing the God of Food said to him when he went to see him: "You're fine, really." But you know what? There's no real you in your cooking, so it's not okay yet. ”

It was the only time they met, which made all the doubts hidden in Gu Bai's heart reach a critical point and erupt...

The words of the God of Food seemed to be surrounded by demons around Gu Bai, tormenting little by little, eroding his heart.

It's not that Gu Bai doesn't like cooking, it's not that he doesn't have talent, and it's not that he doesn't have resources. The love of parents may be a little heavy, but the methods and patience of parents are impeccable. The reason why the Maison is a Maison is that it devotes itself to the cultivation of the next generation. Therefore, education has always been the pride of a true family. Of course, Gu Bai did not live up to his parents' expectations, whether it is personality, quality, or in all aspects, he can be said to be one in a million.

But under the above conditions, Gu Bai, who can be called perfect, was poked in the weakness by a sentence from the God of Food. It's like in Greek mythology, Apollo's sharp arrow hit Achilles with precision.

The words of the God of Food are right, Gu Bai has always felt that his cooking skills are missing something, since he was a child, although there are countless diners and opponents who have been impressed by his food.

But when Gu Bai got the opportunity to learn from the God of Food and tasted the work of the God of Food, he simply admitted his failure. Losing to the god of food is not innocent. There is something that Gu Bai's cuisine does not have, but the works of the God of Food do.

Perhaps, this is the hurdle to become the god of food, and crossing this hurdle is the god of food, Gu Bai often thinks.

In the following years, Gu Bai worked even harder to hone his cooking skills, hoping to gain the approval of the God of Food. To become a god of food, you must be recognized by the previous god of food, which is an inevitable condition, and those who have tasted the works of the god of food will naturally be convinced by it.

Two years later, in Gu Bai's desire, he competed with the God of Food for the second time. It's just that nothing has changed in the results ...

The loss in Gu Bai's eyes, the self-confidence of the past, and the depressed appearance broke the hearts of his parents. His parents told him that he should give up becoming the god of food, this is enough, and he really doesn't want to see him suffer like this, and hopes that Gu Bai will inherit the family's restaurant, and with his Gu Bai's reputation and cooking skills over the years, it is enough to become a golden sign of Chinese cuisine.

But Gu Bai lowered his head and refused, and said silently: "I am unwilling."

More than 20 years of hard work, lost time and tears, have come to this day. Gu Bai raised his head, his haggard face, but his eyes were shining, "I have seen that hurdle, me!" No! Put! Abandon! ”