Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 62, Chef

Two months ago a guy in shabby clothes made me wonder if I could pay for it, bought a glass of curry-flavored eaux-de-vie in my store, took a sip in front of me, and put the glass back on the counter.

"The taste is really good, but it would be better if the curry taste is stronger. Anyway, thank you very much for your delicious food..."

"Hey... you guy, are you here to find trouble, tell me clearly..." I yelled at his back running away, but I couldn't help thinking that because of the increasing rent cost, The curry powder is changed to a cheap one.

And from this day on, that guy would order a glass of eau-de-vie with different flavors on time every day, and he would only drink one sip each time and leave a comment.

It hits the mark every time.

After a month in a row, when he picked up the glass of the curry-flavored eau-de-vie that I tried my best to concoct the same taste as the first day's glass again, one sip after another until he drank it all. No reviews left.

The next day, he changed into clean and decent clothes and came to my shop. Instead of ordering food, he bowed sincerely, hoping that I would teach him the essence of cooking.

Then I had an additional apprentice in my shop.

And so on until now...

"Such a long time has passed in a flash. During this period of time, I have completely noticed your seriousness and talent, but because of this, I have almost been beaten by you, and I have nothing more to teach you."

I said to the young man, "Now it can be said that you have become a teacher."

"Teacher?" The young man was a little dazed.

"Yeah, with your current cooking skills, you can already open your own restaurant."

"No..." the young man said, "I'm still far behind."

I was a little puzzled, "Why do you think so? You know that your cooking skills have almost surpassed 99% of the chefs in Brahma."

"It's not cooking, it's ... it's something deeper."

"what?"

"Although I have learned how to mix and match the best stimulation for the taste buds, but...but I have somewhat forgotten the original intention of becoming a chef in the first place."

"Original intention..."

"It's really hypocritical, a livelihood to support a family, but it also starts to talk about useless things like meaning, but sometimes it feels like these useless things make us meaningful."

The young man said something vaguely, then asked me with a smile, "Teacher, why are you a chef?"

"Me, this is my childhood dream..." I smiled, and my thoughts couldn't help falling into memories...

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"Siming...Siming..."

In a carefree yell, I said goodbye to my friends who had been crazy for a day, and ran back to my home.

I pushed open the door carefully, and suddenly a scent came into my nose. There was a large plate of steaming curry chicken nuggets on the dining table, which made my empty stomach growl uncontrollably.

But the sullen woman sitting at the dining table made me dare not take a step forward, "You still know how to come back, I don't know when this is..."

"And this body of soil, the clothes I just changed in the morning made this look..."

My mother pulled me over, raised her hand and patted the dirt on my body, "You mud monkey..."

I obediently turned around to let her finish the filming, and then immediately rushed to the dining table, picked up the spoon and dug towards the chicken nuggets wrapped in golden soup...

"Be careful it's hot..."

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of being hot, sizzling..." The rich curry mixed with the aroma of meat can make people bite off their tongues.

"How is it? It's delicious."

"Well, delicious..."

"This is a hand-copied dish, not made by the cheap cooking machine outside."

"But the dishes made by the cooking machine outside are also delicious, sometimes even better..."

"Do you still eat? So much mouth..."

"Eat eat..."

"Hmph, what do you know... you, and those greedy fools who only have immediate interests."

"Those companies replaced chefs with stir-fry cooking machines. No one cares. They are all so happy because the food is cheaper. I don't know how there is a free lunch in the world. All gifts have a price."

"Sooner or later, when you get used to the cooking machine, people will probably consider feeding you some gasoline-like nutrient solution..."

My mother murmured in my ear like a bitter woman, but I just turned a deaf ear and ate nonchalantly...

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"Then you should have your wish now."

"what?"

The young man said, "If you have become the person you wanted to be when you were a child, then you should get your wish now."

I froze for a moment, then shook my head and said nothing...

The young man continued: "It's different from your dream of being a chef since you were a child. When I was a child, I just wanted to be a rich man just like all children..."

He smiled as he spoke, and then the corners of his mouth became bitter, "Until I met her."

"Her?" My attention was immediately attracted.

"Yes, it's her, a girl who is not very beautiful but is very gentle and always has a smile in her eyes."

"Your girlfriend?"

"I don't know if it's a girlfriend or not." The young man was a little sweet, and we were often together, "Playing around together, watching the sky together, talking about ideals together..."

"Her dream is to be a chef, a real one, the kind of ancient chef that's shown in movies and documentaries."

I subconsciously glanced at the kitchen knife I just put on the counter, "You mean the kind of ancient chef who prepared food to be edible by means of frying, frying, and so on?"

"Yes, she said that is the real chef... She also said that in the future, she will cook the food and I will taste it. She has the best cooking skills, and I have the best tongue."

"That's really a match made in heaven... But now you're here with me, that means..."

"We parted..."

"why?"

"Because it's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice, and now there is nothing that can show her cooking skills and cook."

"The water of life, promoted by a group of companies mainly including the eight major grain merchants, reversed the diet structure of human beings without changing the will of anyone, and also made the ancient chefs that have existed since the birth of human civilization no longer exist. Useful."

"Well, except for a few places..."

"The core area!" I sighed leisurely.

The young man nodded and said, "That's right, I heard that those people in the core area are still eating those extremely expensive natural organic vegetables, fruits, and fresh meat in a very luxurious way."

"Therefore, it is also one of the few places where ancient chefs can survive, and she was taken there."

"The core area! The core area of ​​each area is an ecological cycle system that is most suitable for human survival and is carefully adjusted by the intelligent brain. place to cross."

I looked at the young man with some pity, "Everyone knows that if you were not born in a blessed land, then you will never have a fate with him."

(End of this chapter)