"Tao Yuanming" walked away in style. And the sensation he caused has just begun to ferment in the whole city of Linhai.

"Have you heard? Hongxiang's new five heavenly kings are true. ”

"Yes, that Wen Guo is really a level 50 magician, it's too powerful. ”

"It's okay, I'm a level 63 hero. It's still a bit exaggerated to be called the king of heaven or something. ”

"Uncle, look at your beard, forty or fifty years old, right? The people are only seventeen years old, and when you are your age, you may have become a literati. ”

"That's it, uncle. ”

"But I still think Tao Yuanming is more fierce. ”

"Of course, Yuanming is a hundred steps and fifty poems, this is a mythical legend. Why do you think there is such a big difference between people?"

"That's right," the afternoon pillow came to smell the birds. It's like listening to the chicken', this is too apt. ”

"It's mainly close to your sleepy king's heart, right?"

"I still like: 'There are clouds in the sky, people are in the clouds', it's so emotional. ”

In a small company somewhere in Linhai City, Liu Pu, an old employee who has always been cautious and hardworking, suddenly submitted his resignation to his boss Dai He: "The world is so big, I want to see it." ”

Dai He touched his bald head: "Although the world is big, but you are not bold; although the company is small, your credit is not small, and if you persist for half a year, the company will soon enter the regular stage, and you will receive dividends when the time comes." ”

Liu Pu: "Tao Yuanming said: 'Consciousness should be moved, and the bird will waste a good bow'." Goodbye boss, no boss. ”

Dai He was silent for a long time: "Who is Tao Yuanming, don't let me meet you!"

In a primary school hall somewhere in Linhai City, Xu Lei, a young female teacher, stood on the podium and said in a clear and sweet voice:

"When you drop three autumn leaves, you can bloom February flowers. Thousands of feet of waves across the river, into the bamboo ten thousand poles slanted. Students, what is this poem about?"

The elementary school students scratched their ears and cheeks.

A little Lori wearing a crimson dress and two pigtails raised her hand and said in a milky voice:

"Teacher Xu, it's the wind!"

Xu Lei nodded with a smile and said, "Classmate Mu is right, this poem describes the wind." The great poet who wrote this poem is Mr. Tao Yuanming, a first-year freshman of Linhai Hongxiang Technical College. ”

"It's also a first-year freshman, so you have to learn hard from Brother Tao. ”

"Okay—yes—" The students puffed up their small chests and replied in unison.

"Oh, why can Brother Tao write poems, Mu Mu can only guess riddles?

Because of the emergence of Wen Guo and Tao Yuanming Wenwu, there has been a blowout growth of new students in Hongxiang Technical College.

Soon, after passing the "100% passing entrance test", more than 100 new students entered Hongxiang.

Principal Li's long-awaited goal was achieved so easily. All Hongxiang leaders and teachers couldn't help but cheer.

However, Gu Wen's target is not just a hundred new students.

On the morning of the third day, Gu Wen appeared at the small noodle restaurant next to the Yuelai Inn. Of course, what appeared in front of Master Yuan Tong's master and boss was not Wen Guo or Gu Wen, but a little fat man with a smile.

His eyes were small and round, his body was also small and round, and only one pair of hands were slender and white, as if someone else's hand was misplaced on his wrist.

The little fat man walked into the noodle shop with his little eyes squinted. The guy in the noodle shop was tidying up the tables and chairs, and when he heard the little fat man enter the door, he looked up and yawned and said:

"This little gentleman, our noodle shop only opened at 11 o'clock, and it is not open yet. ”

"Really?" said the little fat man in a shrill voice, "I'm not here to eat noodles, I'm here to invite someone to eat noodles." ”

"Who's please?" the guy was still a little confused.

"Your boss, please. ”

"What? Our boss has been making noodles for half his life, and no one has ever invited him to eat noodles. ”

At this time, the boss and master Fu Yuan Tong walked out from the back of the kitchen and said with a smile:

"I didn't expect that there would be a visit from a fellow practitioner, and Yuan was disappointed. Little four, you avoid it first, this is the place to come to the door to set up Wan'er. You're not qualified enough. ”

The guy named Xiaosi still didn't understand a little, hesitated for a moment, but still put down the rag in his hand, retreated to the door, and closed the door.

The little fat man hugged his fists and smiled: "I have heard Master Yuan's name for a long time." My name is Li Shikuang, a new springboard, and a rookie. This time, I didn't come to tie the knot, but I wanted to ask Master Yuan for help in a small matter. ”

"It's just that I'm not related to Master Yuan, so I have to do a game. If I lose, the Sanyuanli Restaurant will toast and make amends. ”

Chef Yuan was slightly stunned: "It turned out to be Li Shikuang, one of the five heavenly kings of Hongxiang's freshman, and he has admired his name for a long time. Toast and make amends, and you will be spared. If you come to the door, you can draw the road first. ”

"Li Shikuang" is the third role played by Gu Wen.

Last time I came to the small noodle restaurant to eat, Gu Wen took a sneak peek at the level of Master Yuan Tong. found that this master who spoke like a stand-up comedy was also a master chef, with a level of 34.

This is also the first time Gu Wen has met a master chef. Although there is a slight difference in rank compared to himself, it has already surprised Gu Wen.

This time, Gu Wen came to challenge, but he wanted to recruit this master for Hongxiang.

In the Hongxiang Fourth Branch, the Department of Life Assistance is the weakest, because there are not enough students to recruit, and the teachers have stopped nine out of ten. Ding Rucai, a culinary professor who is still in the school, is only a 25-level master.

In Gu Wen's plan, the Department of Life Assistance is one of the fulcrums of Hongxiang's re-emergence. To this end, recruiting Yuan Tong, a master chef hidden in the downtown area, is an important part of the reinforcement.

Originally, Gu Wen was worried that Yuan Tong cherished his feathers and was unwilling to accept the challenge of his juniors. Unexpectedly, Yuan Tong was very generous, and he may have been very confident in his cooking skills, so he took on the challenge without saying a word.

Gu Wen didn't know that Yuan Tong opened a shop on the food street of Qi Emperor City back then, and he often had to accept challenges from all sides. Yuan Tong has long been accustomed to this kind of thing.

Although Li Shikuang is known as a level 44 chef, Yuan Tong can also see that Li Shikuang's level is indeed higher than himself.

However, although there is no clear hierarchical discrimination mode between chefs, it can still be seen from the skills and eyes.

Yuan Tong observed and found that Li Shikuang did not seem to have broken through the barrier of a junior culinary master and entered the realm of a 40 intermediate culinary master.

There is not much difference in level, and it is in his home field, Yuan Tong feels that there is nothing to be afraid of.

However, since he dared to come to the door to challenge, Gu Wen also prepared a few unique skills. Since Yuan Tongtuo let himself ask the question, Gu Wen was not polite.

I saw him take out the package on his back and open it, revealing the white chef's costume inside. Dress it neatly and put the chef's top hat on properly.

The little fat man Li Shikuang played by Gu Wen no longer had a hippie smile at this time, but a solemn face:

"You don't mind going to the kitchen first, do you?"

Seeing the little fat man's application, Yuan Tong also put away his contempt. Be honest with the chef and be the best of the best. This Li Shikuang is indeed a master among his peers.

Yuan Tong also stretched out his hand: "Master Li, please!"

Gu Wen strode into the kitchen. The kitchen space is not too big, but it is well organized.

There are a wall of kitchen knives hanging on the wall covered with the board: flat thick kitchen knife, flat handle medium kitchen knife, flat green kitchen knife, round handle thick kitchen knife, round handle medium kitchen knife, round handle green kitchen knife, chopping knife, boning knife, hook knife, stabbing knife, watermelon knife everything.

On the other side is the sink, with a pot stove in front and a vegetable rack in the back.

The case is red and white, and the white table is covered with white flour with a kneaded dough on top.

Gu Wen didn't go to the desk first, walked to the sink and washed his hands with water first. He washed it very carefully.

First, the palms are facing each other, the fingers are close together and rubbing each other, and then the palms are rubbed against each other along the finger seams, and then the palms are facing each other, and the hands are crossed and rubbed against each other along the finger seams.

Then hold the thumb of the other hand and rotate and scrub, then bend the knuckles of each finger and rotate and rub in the palm of the other hand to exchange and finally scrub the wrist and exchange.

Wash your hands, spread your hands evenly, and as soon as the essence and blood turn, the water on your hands will evaporate cleanly.

Yuan Tong nodded secretly on the side, purifying his heart and hands, Li Shikuang's basic skills are indeed solid.

Gu Wen walked to the white case at this time, first gently twisted a pinch of white flour in the flour belt, crushed it with his fingers, reached out to smell it under the tip of his nose, nodded and said: "This year's newly produced Guchuan high-gluten flour is so powdery!"

"Hehe, the small shop specializes in making noodles, so naturally this flour can't be sloppy. Yuan Tong smiled.

Gu Wen stretched out the back of his finger again and pressed on the kneaded dough: "Three times water, three times ash, nine hundred and eighty-one times kneading, good technique; ”

Yuan Tong nodded and said, "Yes, this dough is made by me every day." ”

Gu Wen smiled: "Okay! This will also save time." Then let's compare it to ramen. (To be continued.) )