Huaxia, Yang's family, the time came in the evening, and Yang Cao began to reproduce the dishes he took out on the halberd this morning.

Yang Cao closed his eyes, held a bamboo knife in his hand, and placed two colors of tofu on the cooking table in front of him, one black and one white.

"Boom~Boom~Boom......"

As soon as his eyes opened, his eyes revealed a chill, and the bamboo knife in his hand was quickly commanded, and after cutting dozens of knives in a row, Yang Cao gently put down the bamboo knife.

Subsequently, Yang Cao didn't care about the two pieces of tofu that were "intact", moved to the side, turned the fire to the fullest, and put oil on the big iron pot rack.

After a few minutes of waiting, the oil in the pan begins to bubble.

"It's now!"

Put a spoonful of special bean paste into the pot.

"Wow~"

The choking oil smoke mixed with the choking spicy smell came from the surface, but Yang Cao was not affected at all, and kept stir-frying the bean paste at a specific frequency.

When the bean paste was about to be fried, Yang Cao quickly picked up the ground spices at hand and poured them into the pot.

"Star anise, fennel, cardamom, ......"

Stir-fry a few more times, then pour in the chopped ginger and garlic that has been set aside, and continue to stir-fry.

"After the seasoning, the next thing is the core ......"

Yang Cao's hands were as fast as lightning, and he slapped the cooking table, and the black and white tofu flew high, and the complete two pieces of tofu magically separated into small squares of uniform size in the air.

Yang Cao directly lifted the big iron pot with his left hand, caught the scattered black and white tofu in a flash, and quickly returned to the hot fire and began to stir the pot.

Following the wonderful rhythm of Yang Cao's left hand, the tofu and sauce in the pot formed a complete circle and kept spinning.

"Now it's thickening."

With a slight turn of the right hand, half a spoonful of water starch also turned into a circle, which perfectly blended into the domestic ring.

Finally, turn off the heat, remove from the heat, put on a plate, sprinkle with a little chopped green onion, drizzle with the hot oil that has been prepared long ago, and cover.

"Alright, let's serve it."

Yang Cao wiped his hands and said to the Yang family apprentices standing on the side.

But when he looked back, he found that the apprentices were still staring blankly at the dishes on the kitchen counter.

"Okay, don't be stunned, or grandpa will be angry." Yang Cao scolded with a smile, and the apprentices came back to their senses and hurriedly went to the lobby with the food.

……

Above the lobby, there was a large colored round dining table, but only Old Man Yang Zhong and Old Lady Murong Li were sitting on the main seat.

The others were all standing at the table, and no one was allowed to serve without the consent of Old Man Yang Zhong.

"I mean, you're really going to take that step?" A man who looked seven or eight points similar to Yang Cao, but looked even older, quietly asked Yang Cao, who had just come out of the kitchen.

This person is Yang Cao's uncle, the eldest son of the second generation of the Yang family - Yang Hua and the daughter of the Zhu family of the big family in the capital, that is, the only son of Yang Cao's aunt Zhu Ke, and Yang Cao's lobby brother - Yang Hui.

Like Yang Cao, he is the third generation of the Yang family, and he is also a talented chef, who is twenty-four years old this year and is about to break through Lin Kitchen.

"It's not that easy, it's just half a foot in the step." Yang Cao shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Hmm~~ You demon......" Yang Hui complained.

"Quiet, don't mumble." Yang Hui's father, Yang Hua, scolded in a low voice.

Looking at his father's threatening gaze, Yang Hui shuddered, immediately shut up, and began to look down and count the ants.

Seeing this scene, Yang Cao also felt funny, Uncle Yang Hua is a very serious person and rarely shows a smile, but his son Yang Hui has a detached personality, which is very similar to Yang Cao's father Yang Xiao.

This made Yang Hua have no good face every time he saw Yang Xiao, and he always thought that Yang Xiao had taken Yang Hui crookedly.

But don't look at Yang Hua who doesn't give people a good look, but he is indeed a typical cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and he is extremely supportive of the family.

Yang Cao looked at the others present again.

A young woman who looks to be in her twenties is Yang Yao's aunt Yang Yao, and the fourth daughter of the second generation of the Yang family.

Feeling Yang Cao's gaze, Yang Yao looked at Yang Cao and made a playful grimace.

"......Forehead" Yang Cao is very helpless to this actually thirty-six-year-old little aunt, because she is the most spoiled Yang Cao in the family, but she also likes to bully him the most, and her face was not less "ravaged" by this little aunt when she was a child.

Don't look at Yang Yao being so playful at home, but outside, she has the title of "Ice Rakshasa".

Standing next to Yang Yao was his husband Xue Yingshan, the third son of the second generation of the Xue family, one of the "Big Three", who was also a Lin chef, and the two were followed by only a five or six-year-old girl, who was Yang Cao's little cousin Xue Qian.

There are also those who are not present, the eldest aunt Zhu Ke, Yang Cao's second aunt's family, and his parents Yang Xiao and his wife, are the current core members of the entire Yang family.

"Xiao Cao, uncover it." Old man Yang Zhong said.

"Yes, Grandpa."

Yang Cao stepped forward and lifted the lid, and suddenly a soft light rose into the sky, making the bright lobby even more brilliant.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light dissipated, and everyone looked at the food in front of them in surprise.

The black and white tofu is neatly placed and distinct, and the black and white fish form a Tai Chi pattern, and the emerald green onion is draped on it, mixed with a soft spicy fragrance, which fills the entire lobby in an instant.

"Grandpa, grandma, yin and yang are in harmony, [life is like a play], please taste it."

Yang Zhong and Murong Li looked at each other, and at the same time picked up the porcelain spoon in their hands, mixed black and white, and ate it into their mouths.

At the entrance, the scene around the two changed rapidly.

They each returned to the delivery room of the hospital, after a few painful cries, there was the sound of the baby crying "wow", they all saw it, on the delivery table, the mother gently held her child, her face full of love.

In the next second, the picture changed, and the two old men returned to the moment when they just met, the young man was still so young, and the girl was also shy when she saw the young man who wanted to see but didn't dare to look at her.

Time passed, the two slowly looked at each other, knew each other, fell in love with each other, and finally formed a family, had their own children, tried their best to teach them to become talents, and then watched the children have the next generation, and the inheritance of education was also carried out, until now, the picture disappeared, and the consciousness of the two old people returned to the lobby at this time.

When the two old men opened their eyes, they found that they wept at some point, and held each other's hands tightly.

Yang Zhong and Murong Li looked at each other, smiled gently, and then looked at Yang Cao, their eyes full of relief.

"[Life is like a play], this dish lives up to its name!" Old man Yang Zhong said sonorously.

"Thank you, grandpa."

"You don't have to thank me, this is your own strength, I won't evaluate the taste, only the word perfect, and at the same time you added two kinds of medicinal herbs to it, eucommia and wild rose, both of which are good medicines for relieving the muscles and activating the nerves, one is warm, the other is cold, but there is no conflict at all, and even multiplies the medicinal power.

Lao Liu is right, you have indeed stepped into the door of the dragon level with half a foot, your two kitchen hearts, "happiness" and "inheritance" have begun to merge, but "inheritance" is weaker than "happiness", so the two kitchen hearts can not be balanced. Old man Yang Zhong commented.

At the level of Lin Chef, there is no need to say more about the conditions for worldly evaluation of cuisine such as taste and color.

If you don't achieve perfection, you can't even reach the level of a Grand Chef, let alone a Lin Chef.

The basic conditions such as taste, smell, and color are perfect, and you have a kind of kitchen heart is a special chef.

On the basis of the second foundation, the second kind of kitchen heart has been opened up, which is the Lin-level chef.

The dragon-level chef needs to integrate the two kitchen hearts to achieve the real "color, flavor, shape and meaning" six flavors in one, which is the dragon level.

And the competition above the level is to see whose cooking heart is stronger.

"Please also ask grandpa to teach." Yang Cao humbly asked.

"If you haven't been a master, how can you say "inheritance"? Old Man Yang Zhong asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, Yang Cao's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood what his grandfather meant.

My second kind of cooking heart is "inheritance", but I have never taught others, how can I understand the true meaning of "inheritance".

"It seems that I am too anxious." Yang Cao muttered.

Old man Yang Zhong also heard Yang Cao's self-talk and nodded with satisfaction.

Yang Cao's second kind of kitchen heart, in a strict sense, is incomplete, the word "inheritance", how can it be possible to understand the true meaning of "inheritance" without teaching others.

Yang Cao's "inheritance" kitchen heart is just a mansion in the sky that he imagined out of thin air.

This also strengthened Yang Cao's idea of going to Yuanyue to be a teacher, and he had a hunch that this would be the most important step for him to break through the dragon level.

"Let's try it all." Old man Yang Zhong said.

With the consent of the old man Yang Zhong, everyone in the Yang family sat down in their seats one after another, and each person took a bowl and put some tofu in his mouth.

Time seemed to freeze in this way, and everyone fell into the happiness compiled by Yang Cao.

It didn't take long for everyone to wake up, smiling happily and weeping at the same time.

"Xiao Cao, I was born in the same era as you, it is lucky and unfortunate......" Yang Hui, who has always jumped out, also sighed, and Uncle Yang Hua nodded in agreement.

"Hmph, stinky little girl, it's so deep! The little aunt is angry! Yang Yao began to lose her temper, if it weren't for her uncle's embarrassing pull on her, Yang Yao's face would suffer again.

And Xue Qian's little girl ran over on her little short legs, stretched out her little hand to Yang Cao, and said crisply: "Brother Yang Cao, hug." ”

Yang Cao looked at Xue Qian's big watery eyes, and picked them up and put them on his lap with a pampered expression.

Looking at the happy family, the old man Yang Zhong nodded, and began to instruct, the apprentices served the food, and started tonight's banquet, which was to celebrate Yang Cao's victory in today's halberd, and also to see Yang Cao off.

……

The next day, at Neon Tokyo International Airport, Yang Cao took his salute and looked for the person in charge of picking him up.

"Xiao Cao! Have you been waiting for a long time? ”

After a while, a black sedan stopped in front of Yang Cao, and a super strong man wearing a suit, with an inch of hair, and nearly two meters got out of the car to greet Yang Cao.

"Long time no see, Uncle Dojima, I didn't expect you to pick me up." Yang Cao greeted gently.

"yes, it's been a few years, and now you're a mature man." Dojima Silver said.

After speaking, Dojima Silver put Yang Cao's salute in the trunk, and then took Yang Cao into the car.

"Where to go first?" Dojima asked.

"Why don't you go and see Uncle Caibo first? Grandpa told me to go see him. Yang Cao said.

"Okay." Dojima Gin nodded, then called Nagi Senzaemon to inform him of Yang Cao's intentions, and then drove away from the airport.