The Heroes of Gulong: Great Chefs from Past to Present

Chapter 128: Wanting face and wanting face are two different things (Additional update by Deacon Quan Longtian)
  Li Chaofeng held the gourd given to him by Hu Tiehua in his hand and drank one mouthful of wine after another.

His face was very complicated. He looked at the three people in front of him and Li Chaofeng spoke.

"Guo Dalu?"

Guo Dalu, who was on some roads, nodded quickly.

Li Chaofeng looked at the shortest of the three: "Your name is Yan Qi?"

Yan Qi nodded, she was Yan Qi who died seven times.

Looking at the person at the end of the crowd, Li Chaofeng took a deep breath: "Are you Wang Dong?"

Wang Dong did not nod, but looked at Li Chaofeng's tall figure and young appearance thoughtfully.

The king is very lazy when he is motionless, but when he moves, the whole world has to move.

Since he was recruiting workers, Guo Dalu had to introduce himself and his friends by the way.

Li Chaofeng is the boss, he only needs to tell the clerk that his surname is Li.

After exchanging names, Li Chaofeng quickly froze, while Wang Dong's eyes gleamed.

As a thief who retired from the world, Wang Dong had always had good knowledge, so he could easily tell that the white jade gourd hanging around Li Chaofeng's waist was rare.

It is so rare that one can only be found in the inner courtyard of the palace.

Seeing that Li Chaofeng was hesitant, Guo Dalu quickly rubbed his hands, feeling a little embarrassed to take the initiative to talk.

"Boss, if it's difficult to handle, forget it."

Li Chaofeng wanted to stay away from the world, but people are like the world, so how could he stay away completely?

Even if there is no Guo Dalu, there will naturally be Zhang Dalu and Li Dalu.

Looking at Wang Dong with cold eyes, Li Chaofeng nodded, plugged the mouth of the gourd, and asked the three of them.

"Which of you knows how to knead dough?"

Wang Dong remained silent, Yan Qi folded his arms and said nothing, and Guo Dalu shook his head.

After clapping his palms, Li Chaofeng led the three of them into the kitchen, holding one palm together with a smile on his face.

"I'll demonstrate it to you guys. If you can do it, then stay."

"Ah, good."

Guo Dalu was stunned. He always did bad things, but he quickly nodded.

It was just kneading the dough, but he still had enough strength.

Don’t say whether it works or not, try it first and then say.

"Oh!"

Li Chaofeng slapped his palm, and five inches of dough that had already woken up on the chopping board flew into the air. Then the soft power of his hands exploded, and the dough began to rotate and hover between Li Chaofeng's palms.

When the zhenqi covers the dough, it will soon resemble a rubber ball.

Sometimes it was pressed into a cake between Li Chaofeng's palms, and sometimes it returned to a ball.

After the three changes were completed, Li Chaofeng put down his hands and the dough fell back to its original position.

It seems that nothing has changed at all just now.

Wang Dong and Yan Qi looked at each other. This boss is young and has great martial arts skills!
  At least, better than them.

Li Chaofeng's dough-pressing technique can not only press the dough so evenly, but once it is pressed on someone's body, it can directly crush the other person's chest into a pancake.

Once this person enters the arena, he must be a top master.

At this time, Li Chaofeng took off the gourd, took a sip of wine, and explained with a relaxed expression.

"Each piece of dough needs to be stretched and pressed nine times. Only in this way can the dough be soft enough and the Roujiamo will be the most delicious."

"Of course, I won't make it difficult for you. As long as you can do it once, you can stay."

Guo Dalu has already opened his mouth. He has been eating Roujiamo for so long. This is the first time he has seen how troublesome it is to make a pancake.

But he still wanted to give it a try. With three people in Fugui Villa, it was no big deal to always be hungry and full.

Moreover, Shuiyunjian Restaurant is very close to Fugui Villa. Even if he is the only one with a job, he can still help Wang Dong and others in the future.

Walking to the chopping board, he followed Li Chaofeng's example and clapped his hand, only to hear a "pop" sound.

The chopping board is cracked.

Li Chaofeng, who was waiting for a good show, put down the white jade gourd on his lips.

He opened his mouth and grinned, clenched his fists, his eyes were red, and he was filled with regret.

"My ironwood chopping board!"

"Ah, is it expensive?"

Listening to Li Chaofeng's screams, Guo Dalu retracted his hands, feeling a little at a loss.

Yan Qi smiled and opened his mouth to explain.

"It's very expensive because this wood is as hard as iron and durable. It can be used to make ship bottoms and bridge piers. It is most suitable for chopping boards."

Guo Dalu: "You mean we can't afford to pay?"

Yan Qi smiled: "Actually, no matter what kind of wooden chopping board it is, we three poor guys can't afford it." Li Chaofeng also knew about this, so he just lowered his head, waved his hand casually, and started to chase people away.

"Okay, you're not suitable for this kind of job, so leave now."

"Boss, I can pay for it."

Although Guo Dalu was very poor, he was not so poor that he had no bottom line. He even said he wanted to compensate, even though he had no money to compensate.

Li Chaofeng raised his head, his eyes rested on Guo Dalu's face, and he said in a sincere tone.

"This is my fault, I shouldn't have made it difficult for you."

"Because no one knows how to knead dough. If you knew it at a glance, my business wouldn't be so good."

Wang Dong, who had been motionless, spoke: "Maybe, I can give it a try."

Li Chaofeng blinked: "What are you trying?"

Wang Dong nodded: "Knead the dough for you."

Li Chaofeng made a serious face: "I have already said, I don't need you to compensate."

Wang shook his head: "This is not a matter of compensation, but a matter of face. If he broke something, we should compensate."

"This is face."

Li Chaofeng took a sip of wine and looked at Wang Dong with a slight twinkle in his eyes. He had no ill feelings toward Wang Dong, and he didn't have much affection for him either.

After thinking about it, he sighed.

"Since it's for the sake of face, I can give you a chance."

"But if you can't do it, just leave here and don't think about paying for my chopping board."

Happy heroes are very happy, but there are some accidents in each of them.

Except Guo Dalu.

Because he has never been in the world, he just has secrets, but there are no accidents.

There was no charlatanism about him, and he had a good foundation in martial arts, so Li Chaofeng took the initiative to recruit.

Li Chaofeng's statement was strange, because he was the one who broke a chopping board, but he hoped that others would not pay for the chopping board.

Wang Dong smiled. He saw that Li Chaofeng didn't want Guo Dalu to join Shuiyunjian because of his and Yan Qi's appearance.

Guo Dalu wanted this job very much, and Li Chaofeng seemed to like Guo Dalu very much.

I just don’t like Wang Dong enough, and maybe I don’t like Yan Qi either.

So he walked into the kitchen, looked at the chopping board that was broken into two pieces, and clapped his hands.

This time the chopping board didn’t crack and the dough flew up.

Wang Dong's hands can catch the world's hidden weapons, of course a piece of dough is not a problem.

The only problem is how to turn the dough into pancakes.

This requires constant output of soft and gentle Qi.

Wang Dong's martial arts is very high, but he doesn't know the gentle palm technique, but he can shake up the dough.

Throw the cake.

The center of the dough was fixed with Qi in the left palm, and the right hand holding the dough began to rotate the dough, and soon a piece of dough appeared.

Li Chaofeng crossed his arms and shook the dough to turn the dough into pancakes, but he could not turn the pancakes into dough.

Centrifugal force cannot be used in reverse.

The diameter of the dough is five inches, and the cake made by Li Chaofeng using Zhenqi is only two feet.

The dough moved, and this time it started to move towards Wang Dong's left hand.

Wang Dong will catch Marshal Jin's bullets instead of avoiding them, although his Qinggong can avoid them.

But avoiding it is not as easy as catching it, because his Qi can generate suction.

Soon, the pancake turned into dough, but it was a foot of dough.

The hollow dough is like a balloon and explodes when touched.

But Wang Dong has stopped. He can make the cake round, but he can no longer turn it into a cake again.

But he still looked back confidently and said in Li Chaofeng's slightly serious eyes.

"You said, if you do it once, we can stay here."

Li Chaofeng narrowed his eyes: "But what you did was unqualified."

Wang Dong nodded with no regrets in his tone: "After all, this is the first time, so my hands are relatively raw, which is normal."

Yan Qi smiled. These words were shameless, but they were honorable.

Li Chaofeng thought for a while, then turned around and took a sip of wine.

After drinking, Li Chaofeng said coldly: "The probation period is one month, if you fail, you will leave!"

(End of this chapter)