"Tonight, there will be a banquet in the private room on the third floor, and the Bijian soup on the menu list will be left to you!"

On this day, Qi Hao finished selling vegetables and came to the hotel as always.

As everyone knows, Chen Bairong directly threw over a task.

At first, when he listened to it, he didn't think there was anything, after all, cooking for ordinary diners, Qi Hao was still very confident in his skills.

Until...

"The ten people who came in the evening are all some chefs I know, unlike ordinary customers, their tastes are unusually tricky, and their sense of taste is even more sensitive, but they can taste any flaws, so you have to be prepared!"

"Ahh This..."

"But you don't have to be too anxious, just calm down! After a few days of practice, the Bijian soup you made actually tastes very good, and if you play normally, they shouldn't be able to find anything wrong! ”

Chen Bairong said, then put his hand behind his back, and prepared other dishes without caring about himself, leaving Qi Hao standing in place, so nervous that his heart couldn't stop beating.

The assessment task of the system is to require the praise rate of customers to reach more than 90%.

In the evening, exactly ten people came to the feast.

Co-author, the assessment is coming so soon...

.......

In the blink of an eye, the sunset in the west mountain, the moonrise in the east mountain, accompanied by the sunset, several cars stopped at the door of Chen Bairong's hotel.

After meeting old friends and negotiating with each other, the banquet also kicked off.

Because most of the friends invited to the banquet are half a hundred years old, the dishes prepared by Chen Bairong are all made according to the standard of light and delicious state banquet dishes, such as steamed eight-treasure duck, bone broth chopping meat, secret altar Buddha jumping over the wall, etc.

For Chen Borong's craftsmanship, many guests were also praised.

Soon, the feast came to an end...

Qi Hao's Bijian soup is finally about to be presented.

Remove the broth from the stove that has been boiling for more than six hours, then process the chicken breast, pork tenderloin, then dilute the minced meat, add the broth to absorb impurities, and finally sprinkle celery leaves into the bright broth.

Although the whole process, Qi Hao's actions were smooth and smooth, but because it involved the assessment, he was a little uneasy and apprehensive in his heart.

Therefore, when presenting the dishes to the chefs of the state banquet present, Qi Hao felt a sense of defilement in his heart, so much so that he lowered his head the whole time, not daring to look at the people in the banquet hall, and even put away his afterglow.

One of the old gentlemen, who was sitting against Chen Bairong, simply sniffed the taste when he got the palm-sized soup bowl, and said: "This Bijian soup, the soup is thick, it shouldn't be made by you!" ”

"Hmm!"

Chen Bairong admitted calmly.

But in fact, the gap between the Bijian soup made by Qi Hao and the soup color and his own is very small, and ordinary people can't notice it at all, but helplessly, the old Mr. He next to him is used to nitpicking, and everything must be perfect.

"Who's doing that?"

"My new disciple, this kid did it!"

Chen Bairong said, and his eyes gestured to Qi Hao, who was bowing his head at the door.

"Oh?"

Mr. He raised his eyebrows and let out a sigh in surprise.

Then, dragging the soup bowl in his hand, as if drinking tea, he drank the clear soup inside, along with the celery leaves floating on it.

This clear soup seems to be no different from boiled water, but when you eat it, it is full of fragrance.

Although there is still a slight difference between this soup and Chen Bairong's own soup in terms of color, in terms of taste, the two are almost comparable.

Old Mr. He nodded slightly, and the old face covered by his thick beard faintly appeared with a smiling expression: "Hmm! Not bad! ”

At the same time, several other chefs also drank this soup in their own ways.

"This Bijian soup, at first glance, looks like a clear soup with little water, and there are no oil stars, but when it smells, it is fragrant and mellow, refreshing."

"And when you drink it, you can feel its freshness and softness, as if the whole person's mood is much brighter!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Lao Chen, if you are a disciple, if you cultivate it, your future achievements are likely to surpass Ling! ”

“.......”

"Hahaha! Compliment! Compliment! ”

In the face of the praise of Qi Hao from all his friends, Chen Bairong said polite words, but the smile on his face truly reflected his proud side.

And Qi Hao, in the midst of these praises, his anxious heart gradually returned to normal, even excited.

In a joyful atmosphere, the system panel also announced the results of this assessment at the right time:

[Pass the assessment task, the number of lottery draws +1]

【Luoxia Dragon Whisker Teaching Course Opened...】

[Teaching Objective 2: Learn to make the dish 'Luoxia Dragon Whisker'...]

[Assessment content: to be updated...]

"What the hell? On my side, I am growing vegetables and selling vegetables, plus I come to the hotel to study day and night, so long to pay, the final number of lottery draws, only once? You are a broken system, how about sending it to Hanako? ”

Seeing the word "reward" after passing the task, Qi Hao immediately became unhappy.

At this time, these chefs who had just finished drinking the soup, unconsciously turned to another dish made by Chen Bairong - parsley meat powder.

"Lao Chen, what kind of celery do you use in this dish? It feels so different to eat! ”

"The fragrance is crisp and refreshing, full of moisture, the taste is tender and not rough, and the flavor is also very strong, which is indeed different from the normal celery."

"Did you discover any new varieties?"

"What's the new breed there! They were all bought from my disciples' houses! ”

Chen Bairong said while eating: "But seriously, the celery grown by my disciple's family tastes really better than the celery on the market." ”

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration: "Yes! You don't all work in restaurants, these vegetables or something, there must be a lot of demand every day. Anyway, where to buy is not to buy, you can sell me face today and give my apprentice some support! ”

After such a little bit of the master's adjustment, Qi Hao's brows suddenly tightened, and he took advantage of the situation to start a promotion: "Masters, if you want, I can sell it to you cheaper, anyway, I still have several acres of celery at home." ”

Recently, although the celery pulled into the vegetable market can be sold out every time, because of the limited capacity of his tricycle, Qi Hao can only sell a few dozen catties a day at most.

After a few days of stalling, it was only after selling more than 100 catties.

If the remaining celery is not disposed of, I am afraid that it will really be abandoned in the ground.

The two masters and apprentices, as soon as they sang and harmonized, someone responded: "Okay! With this channel, I also happen to be convenient! I'll go to your house tomorrow to see how much celery you have in your field if the quality can meet my requirements! ”