self-improvement as a cook

Chapter 43

The owner in front of Fuchunju is also an old gourmet, and the wine they sell is quite authentic. It is Jinhua wine specially transported from the south, buried under the small bamboo forest in the backyard, and a jar is dug out when eating, and the price is naturally high. Fei, but for the diners who eat delicious food, they can't afford this kind of wine, and they won't come to Fuchunju.

Fuchunju is not aimed at ordinary people, and real ordinary people do not have the spare money to go to restaurants. A table of southern banquets in Fuchunju costs at least a few taels of silver, plus such a jar of Jinhua wine, no ten taels of silver Can't get down.

To ordinary people, ten taels of silver is no different from a huge sum of money, which can buy two pigs. If you save some money, it will be enough for a family for several years. Who would be willing to go to a restaurant? Wealth is expensive, especially Mr. Mei, who is the most literati and Confucianism.

Literati love southern cuisine because of the name of its elegance, and there is a rather elegant story behind many dishes, which is fascinating, so it is highly sought after by literati. What they eat is the dishes, but what they experience is the small bridges and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River. , graceful and delicate taste.

Just like most men like Jiangnan women, this kind of aesthetics influences almost all Dayan men. Therefore, a healthy beauty like Mrs. Su is not widely accepted, and my skin is fair and petite, with big eyes Those with small faces became real beauties.

An Ran actually doesn't like this kind of delicate beauty, it's completely different from her own personality, but it's helpless to pass through and occupy this little beauty's body. Unnecessary trouble, such as An Jiamu before.

An then thought about An Jiamu's mentality carefully, and he could probably understand one or two things. The aesthetics of this world is like this, especially for a powerful man like An Jiamu, who is born with a petite and weak woman like herself. There is no resistance, An Ran did not succeed before, probably because the aunt was tricked.

What's more, this girl's method is also wrong, too direct and urgent, it will make the man lose interest, and she and An Jiamu are completely wrong, probably at the beginning, An Jiamu must have thought that she was trying to catch him by means.

A man like him likes women to think about him, which can fully satisfy his manly psychology, but he doesn't like women's tricks. When he is interested, he will play with you, and when he loses interest, he will even look at you I was not in the mood, so that I later found out that I was not playing hard to get, but I really didn't know who he was. After being surprised, I felt that this game was fresh and interesting, and I accompanied myself to play such a real and fake big boss. Dragon code.

In the end, I had a complete showdown with him, and found that I really had no intentions for him. The tall and big man was psychologically shocked, and when it came to that, I couldn't force it anymore, so I let myself go.

In some respects, that man wasn't really bad, at least he had some manners.

The reason why I thought of An Jiamu was because of Mr. Mei. After a few cups of hot Jinhua wine went down, the old man was a little drunk, and pointed to the wine cups and said: "Although the Jinhua wine in Fuchunju is not bad, it is only ten. Nianchen, if you talk about the best, you have to say it is your Jizhou Prefecture."

An Ran was stunned: "Mr. is really drunk, where did the Jizhou Mansion get Jinhua Wine?"

The old gentleman waved his hand: "No, no, although the Jizhou government does not produce Jinhua wine, it is not without it. Ten years ago, the old man saw with his own eyes that An Jiamu brought half a boatload of Jinhua wine back to Jizhou, all of which were more than ten years old." Aging, now it’s another ten years, and those wines are at least 20 years old.”

An Ran felt a little uncomfortable, she didn't know why Hao Duanduan mentioned An Jiamu, but she was even more shocked by the man's connections, did he even have friendship with this respected Mr. Mei?

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but try to ask: "Do you have contacts with Anfu, sir?"

Mr. Mei glanced at her: "No contact, I did him a favor. When An Jiayan went to Beijing to rush for the exam, something went wrong. The examiner at the time acted recklessly and colluded with the person who copied the exam papers to exchange An Jiayan's essay for someone else. I didn't want to find out that An Jiamu, this kid, stopped the old man's sedan chair in the street, and kept saying that his brother was the first name. I saw that he talked very well, and he was born again. Qingjun didn't look like a fool, so he took him back to the mansion, and after careful questioning, he found out the clue, but the matter was very involved, and the old man had no intention of interfering, but the boy said that scientific research is the cornerstone of the country, and he chose Talents who govern the country are not mediocre ones who will eat and wait to die, if this matter is not strictly dealt with, I am afraid that the court will be full of mediocrities in the future, and Dayan’s peaceful and prosperous age will become a joke."

He said and shook his head: "This kid is quite insightful, so I reported this matter to the emperor. The emperor was furious, and issued an imperial decree to arrest the examiner and put him in prison. Ke, the number one scholar on the Golden Palace is An Jiayan, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, brother of that boy An Jiamu."

An Ran was stunned for a long time. It turned out that An Jiamu had such a relationship with Mr. Mei, and he dared to stop the sedan chair to seek justice for his brother. This courage is really admirable.

I didn't want to hear such old things in Qizhou, but I suddenly heard Mr. Mei say: "An Jiamu is good everywhere, the only thing is that he can't live without a woman. He just lost his wife and married a decent house. What do you do? A concubine in the west, I heard that I recently fell in love with a small actor from the south, and I got it back to Jizhou, and held a banquet to take concubines with great fanfare. The former son even asked his brother to send a post to the old man from a long distance, calling The old man went to eat his wedding wine, not to marry a serious wife, but to take a concubine and want the old man to go, when the old man has nothing to do, it is impossible to do it, it is simply not clear."

talking.Standing up unsteadily.

Mei hurriedly supported him, but the old man waved him away: "You don't need to help me, just help this girl, this girl is capable, the old man looks at her..." He muttered and didn't know what to say.

Seeing that the old man was a little drunk, Mei Da hurriedly called his attendants over and helped the old man go back. Looking back, he saw An Ran sitting there blankly, without moving for a long time, the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was happy or sad.

An Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief, probably Mr. Mei would never have guessed how much his unintentional words meant to him.

I knew that a man like An Jiamu's enthusiasm for a woman was only three minutes, and when the enthusiasm subsided, he lost his neck.Now it's all right, from now on, she is truly free, and she no longer has to hide like a frightened bird, she can do what she wants to do openly, and from this moment on, she and An Jiamu have truly become strangers.

Suddenly, certain moments flashed before her eyes, the lotus pond on a moonlit night, the sky full of stars, the quiet courtyard, the laughter, the gentle breeze above the pavilion... The man she had been fascinated by had completely receded from her life, He is the eldest son of Anfu, and he is his own cook.

This is what I hoped for from the beginning, and it is also the best ending between them, but, more or less, I can't tell whether it is loss or sadness, no matter whether the man is true or not, after all, I have moved my heart , and also thought about marrying him.

Seeing Mei Da staring at him, he couldn't help laughing: "Come on, sit down, I can't eat wine, so I use this clear spring instead of wine, and drink this glass. From now on, I will be the real An Ran."

Mei Da was quite easy-going, she drank a glass with An Ran, and after a while uttered three words: "Why?" After listening to the ugly voice for a long time, it seemed that it was not so difficult to accept.

An Ran knew what he was asking, and shook her head with a smile: "Nothing? I just feel like I've come back to life again, happy, Mei Da, do you have any relatives?"

Mei was stunned for a moment, An Ran suddenly remembered that Mr. Mei said that his face was burnt because of a fire in his house. Feeling very inappropriate, he quickly waved his hands: "I don't mean anything else."

Seeing that Mei shook his head, An Ran didn't know if he didn't care, or if he had no relatives, but he didn't bring up this topic anymore, and didn't talk to him anymore, the two sat quietly in the pavilion.

The gurgling sound of the casserole on the charcoal stove on the table and the pattering rain outside were intertwined, like the most touching tune, An Ran suddenly discovered that sometimes, there is actually no need to speak, as long as there is someone around, even if this person Not close, not even familiar, but as long as there is this person, you will not feel lonely, especially in such a rainy day.

An Ran gradually discovered that Mei Da was a good listener and a good friend. Even though she knew that he was Mr. Mei's servant, An Ran would not treat him as a servant. He gave her an indescribable sense of security. Let her approach with peace of mind and pour out her thoughts with peace of mind.

In fact, she has nothing on her mind, but it is good to have someone who can be trusted and can speak. An Ran has sorted out the classic techniques of Lu cuisine that she knows in her mind one by one in the past few days, and put them in the eight major schools of Qizhou Prefecture. Listing out the unique skills of the restaurant one by one, comparing them, I feel that even if these people are shameless, it is impossible for the chefs of the eight major restaurants to challenge themselves in turn. Isn't this a battle of wheels?

Since it represents the North and South, there are only three matches at most. If you win the first two matches, there is no need to compete in the third match. Therefore, if you want to completely defeat the North faction, you must defeat the opponent in the first two rounds of challenges.

If it was two rounds, what dishes would they choose?Forget it, don't think about it, anyway, the competition will be announced tomorrow, and I'm so nervous, I don't know how many competitions, big and small, I don't know what battles I haven't seen, and I'm afraid that a Yanzhou government will fail.

On the day when Fuchunju officially opened Zhang Nake, Mr. Mei preemptively sent a post to invite the owners of the eight major restaurants, Mr. Liang, the prefect, and several old friends, all of whom are highly respected people in Yanzhou Prefecture.

As soon as Liang Zisheng entered the Fuchun residence, he saw several people in the seat bowing hurriedly: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Wang, Mr. Xie, Zisheng greeted these gentlemen, and I wanted to visit the mansion a long time ago, but I am afraid I will disturb them." Mr. Quiet."

The gentlemen naturally look down on Liang Zisheng. Literati pay more attention to a character, even when they become officials. However, Liang Zisheng is a flatterer, and he regards flattering Han Zizhang as a shortcut to promotion. No wonder these people look down on him Therefore, I only glanced at him, and didn't even want to answer him.

It was Mr. Mei who greeted him: "Master Liang can come to support this old man's Fuchunju. I should thank Mr. Liang. This is the first time for this old man to do business, and it is on your Mr. Liang's land. In the future, I will invite you." Mr. Liang should take care of you."

Liang Zisheng didn't dare to dare, he knew that the reason why Mr. Mei invited these people was to defend himself. After all, these people are all famous eaters. After a while, let's compare them, who are they talking about? Well, even the owners of the eight major restaurants have to agree, with such a battle, could it be that old man Mei really hired some kind of powerful cook?

In other words, how can there be any southern cooks with good craftsmanship in Yanzhou now, even if they are found from the south now, it is too late, or the old man's home cook, no, although the old man's home cook's skills are passable, if it is compared with the eight restaurants Compared with the famous chef, there is no chance of winning.

Thinking of this, I immediately became more confident. Even if Mr. Mei came forward, today's challenge is justified. According to the rules of the kitchen industry, if the cook of Fuchunju loses, let alone stay in Yanzhou Mansion, I am afraid that even the cook will be a chef from now on. It can't be done, although it may not be a life-and-death situation, but today he has instructed Zhao Laoliu that it must be a life-and-death situation today, so that the Southern School cooks will no longer have a foothold in Yanzhou Mansion.

Thinking about secretly winking at Zhao Laoliu, the chefs of the other restaurants seemed to be following his assignment, but secretly they had their own ideas, so Yan Hetang was the one who could be trusted.

Zhao Laoliu is quite a villain, so he chuckled twice: "Mr. Mei, don't be fooled, if Fuchunju wants to open smoothly today, then you have to follow the rules of our kitchen business. When the new store opens, the chef in charge of the stove needs to accept the challenge from the local restaurant. If you lose hehe, sir, you have to hire someone else. In fact, we have a lot of northern culinary masters. Why do you have to find a southern chef? If Mister is interested, just give me an order to let my master come to cook the stove for Mister, and you can also invite me."

Mr. Mei sneered: "Why, I thought the old man would be afraid if Han Zizhang was brought out. Even if he is an imperial cook, I would not look down on him as far as his skills are concerned. The dishes he cooks are just to fool the emperor. He wants to fool the emperor." Old man, turn over and learn the craft for another ten years before we talk."

Zhao Laoliu didn't want Mr. Mei to be so disrespectful, he was very annoyed, and said sinisterly: "Mr. is highly respected, so talking about the emperor behind his back is disrespectful."

Mr. Mei raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter, do you still want to accuse the old man of disrespect, Mr. Liang, now you are more decent, even a cook dares to accuse the old man."

Liang Zisheng thought he was an idiot, he didn't even look at who was in front of him, he provoked wantonly, not to mention you Zhao Laoliu, even Han Zizhang standing here should respect Mr Mei, no matter how proud he is, he is just serving the emperor's cook Forget it, this is the emperor's gentleman, who has taught the emperor for several years. As the saying goes, one day is a teacher and a life is a father. The emperor is ninety-five years old, and he can't do this. He also respects Mr. Mei very much. I heard that he met now Also hold the disciple ceremony, Zhao Laosan is a fart, dare to yell in front of the old man, he is impatient to live, don't hurt yourself.

Hastily shouted: "Get out yet."

Zhao Laoliu didn't want Liang Zisheng to scold him in public, his old face turned green and pale, but seeing Liang Zisheng's face was full of anger, he was really timid, so he had to retreat first.

Liang Zisheng turned around and bowed to Mr. Mei: "Zisheng apologized to Mr. Mei."

Mr. Mei waved his hand: "Forget it, it's a disgrace to the old man to argue with this kind of people. Don't you just want to deal with the cooks of the Southern School, what do you spend so much on talking about? Just do what they say." According to the rules of the kitchen, but with so many of you, is it possible that you are planning to fight by wheel, so if you win, it will be dishonorable if it is spread."

Liang Zisheng's eyes flashed: "This is their kitchen business, but Zisheng is not very familiar with the rules. Tell me, Boss Qian, what is the comparison?"

Qian Hong hurriedly stood up and greeted Mr. Mei first. Mr. Mei glanced at him: "Old Qian, you are a century-old Jufenglou brand. Why are you planning to go to battle in person today?"

Qian Hong hurriedly said: "To tell you the truth, sir, I was ill for more than half a year two years ago, and suffered from a hand-shaking problem. Not to mention unique skills, I couldn't do it even if I went to the stove. Fortunately, the dog has graduated from the teacher. The building is supported by dogs, and the old customers looked at this old face, and they were tolerant, so as not to smash the signboard, Shichen came to greet the gentleman."

Qian Shichen stepped forward and bowed.

Mr. Mei sized him up and couldn't help laughing: "I never imagined that you, Qian Hong, a big and thick boy, would give birth to such a handsome boy. He doesn't look much like you."

That's all Mr. Mei said, if it were another person, Qian Hongfei would have to go up and fight him desperately, the meaning of this sentence makes people feel uncomfortable, but he can only say: "The woman next to me is pretty tidy, and the dog is free. her."

Mr. Mei nodded: "Sure enough, a hero is a young boy. Your kid is about the same age as the chef in Fuchunju. If these two people stand together and compete, let's not mention their skills, this picture is very eye-catching. .”

Qian Hong was taken aback for a moment, and thought to himself, what does Mr. Mei mean by this?Could it be that this Fuchunju chef is younger than his own son, how is this possible?

The reason why Shichen has such a good skill is that he has been with him since he was a child and taught him by himself. Even so, if compared with a real master, he is still inferior. It's just that this kid is arrogant. Agreeing to let him make a move was originally intended to frustrate his spirit. If this kid wins, wouldn't it be a waste of all his thoughts.

Mr. Mei’s words were not only heard by Qian Hong, but everyone present could hear them clearly. Others just follow the crowd and stay out of the way. Only Yanhetang’s owner, Liu Cheng, is happy. If it’s like Mr. Mei What he said was a stupid boy, so in today's competition, their northern faction will undoubtedly win.

However, they were also suspicious of Mr. Mei's strategy of suspicious soldiers. First they fooled them and underestimated the enemy, and then called out a powerful cook. The outcome would be unpredictable.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: "Sir, why don't you invite the chef from Fuchunju out, and let the rest of us see who is so talented, so that you can win your favor."

Mr. Mei raised his hand and pointed: "No need to invite, she is here."

Everyone at the scene looked in the direction Mr. Mei pointed, and saw a young girl walking slowly between the gallery. She was walking slowly in a green shirt and a green dress. Fu, the delicate and graceful posture is really like a Jiangnan woman walking out of the painting slowly, showing such watery and clear.

There are all men present, even if they keep saying that southern cuisine is not as good as northern cuisine, it still does not hinder their aesthetic view of women. Regardless of figure, temperament, and facial features, An Ran is very in line with Dayan's aesthetics, and today she specially dressed up , not to show off one's beauty, but a tactic, let these chefs see themselves, first underestimate the enemy psychologically, and then they will be more confident in reversing the victory.

It's just that these men are really perverts. Through their eyes, you don't need to guess, and you can know what they are thinking in their hearts. There are only a few of them who have fairly straight eyes, and Qian Hong standing at the front is one.

Qian Hong only glanced at An Ran, then subconsciously avoided him, which showed that this person was quite a gentleman. An Ran glanced at the man next to Qian Hong, and couldn't help but think of Cui Chengzhi, who was equally handsome, but with a different temperament. , this seems to be a bit cynical, and there is also pride, the kind of pride exuding from the bones, which not only shows that he has a good family background, but also that he must be good enough, otherwise, he would not be able to raise such a chaotic Tian Cheng's pride is as if he is the proud son of heaven.

What's more, he looked at himself from amazement at the beginning to disappointment, but he didn't disdain, it was really progressive, very rich, An Ran couldn't help secretly guessing his identity.

Qian Hong said kindly: "Mr. Mei, this challenge is of great importance in the kitchen business, so it should not be a trifling matter."

Mr. Mei smiled: "Who is kidding? Don't look at this girl who is young and has such a bluffing handsome appearance. I want to remind you guys that underestimating the enemy is a big taboo. This girl His cooking skills are very good."

Liu Cheng smiled frivolously: "Let's compare, such a beautiful girl, no matter what, I have to cherish her fragrance and pity her." As soon as the words came out, a cold and stern look shot over, it was the masked person next to Mr. Mei The ugly servant, although he felt that this servant was offended, he still couldn't help shivering, and there was an indescribable fear.

But Mr. Mei laughed and said: "You guys can't wait, it's too ugly to lose in a while, don't blame the old man for being unkind, girl, do you dare to accept this challenge?"

An Ran straightened her back, and swept all the people present: "An Ran, seniors, please give me advice, which senior will come to teach you first?" The voice was clear and pleasant, but also sonorous and powerful.

Liu Chengdao: "Since Mr. Gangmei said that he wants to look seductive, how about nephew Qian Shi come here?"

Qian Shichen glanced at An Ran: "It's not too late for you to admit defeat now."

Hearing his surname Qian, An Ran knew that it must be Qian Shichen, the young owner and chef of Jufenglou, who can support a century-old brand at such a young age, and would not be ordinary: "If you dare to take this challenge, you will naturally I won’t shrink back, please give advice from the young boss.”

Qian Shichen was already proud, so how could he take advantage of this, he waved his hand: "So, please choose a dish that you are good at, so that Shichen won't be invincible."

An Ran laughed, "If I choose southern dishes, it will be bad for you."

Qian Shichen glanced at her arrogantly: "Since I let the girl choose, I am naturally not afraid. It is southern cuisine. If Shichen can't even compare with the girl, the kitchen knife in his hand..." Just about to say whether to take it, but An Ran interrupted: "Since that's the case, I'll just pick one. How about the eight-treasure pouch chicken?"

As soon as An Ran's words came out, everyone in the room was stunned. As long as you are a cook, who knows that the signature of Qizhou Jufenglou is the eight-treasure bag chicken, which has been handed down by the ancestors for almost 200 years.

The reason why it is a unique skill is that there are naturally things that others cannot learn. The unique skill of this eight-treasure bagged chicken is to remove the bone from the whole chicken. Just cut a small incision from the neck of the chicken, turn out the chicken skin little by little, and remove the bones. The skin is not broken at all, so that the chicken belly can be steamed with ingredients called eight treasures. When it is served, diners will see a whole chicken. The three sets of ducks in southern cuisine and the set of four treasures in Henan cuisine have the same effect.

The difficulty lies in the need to be extremely familiar with the skeleton and fascia of the whole chicken. As long as you are a similar cook, you can almost remove the bone from the whole chicken, but you can take it off seamlessly, and you are a master.

Undoubtedly, the people present never dreamed that An Ran, a chef of southern cuisine, would choose this Jufenglou's signature dish, which is also the housekeeping dish of the Qian family. Moreover, Qian Shichen's whole chicken with bones is the most popular dish in Yanzhou Prefecture. They are all famous, fast and steady, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to prop up the century-old Jufenglou brand at a young age, this girl is simply looking for death.

Even Mr. Mei couldn't help frowning, and thought to himself, it's not a good idea for this girl to choose this dish. At first, I wanted Qian Shichen to underestimate the enemy and let An Ran pick the dishes. With An Ran's cooking skills, she randomly picked a southern dish It's not that Qian Shichen can compare, but this girl chooses other people's housekeeping dishes, and she wins natural glory. If she is cooked, it will become a big joke.

Qian Shichen was quite kind, and after hearing that An Ran had picked his own signature dish, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "Girl, let's pick the best one, this pouch chicken is the signature dish of my family's Jufenglou, how can you be better than me?" Well done, especially the boneless whole chicken, Shichen has practiced since he was a child, even if the girl is a consummate cook, she must not be my opponent."

An Ran blinked: "Since the young master said so, then let's not bother to compare it with a bagged chicken. It's simpler, how about this whole chicken without the bones?"

Qian Shichen said helplessly: "There is no need for a competition like this, the girl will definitely lose."

An Ran raised her eyebrows: "You are really conceited, you haven't competed yet, how do you know that I will lose? Let me tell you that I have also practiced since I was a child. Although I am not very good at knife skills, I have never lost in a competition. .”

Seeing what she said, Qian Shichen stopped arguing with her, and said impatiently: "So, how do you compare, Miss?"

An Ran: "Burning incense and counting the time, naturally we won quickly and well. To tell you the truth, An Ran hasn't cooked such a labor-intensive dish for some time. How about the young master show An Ran first?"

Qian Shichen took a look at her, and walked to the courtyard, where a shed had already been set up, a stove was set up and everything was ready, ready for today's competition.

Now that An Ran said that there is no need to compare it to a dish, it naturally saves a lot of trouble, and only prepares a whole chicken.

The small hall chosen by Mr. Mei has a very good location, where you can see the game situation quite clearly, and you can see all the details. Yes, it is exactly half a quarter of an hour from ignition timing to burnout, which is equivalent to 7 minutes in modern times.

It is extremely difficult to completely remove the chicken bones without injuring the skin within 7 minutes, but Qian Shichen is really good. The knife in his hand flickered and cut a knife under the chicken's neck, and then he skillfully Open the skin of the chicken and pick out the bones bit by bit.

The movements are skillful and neat, even though the incense over there is burning fast, they are not impatient, the movements of the hands give people a sense of ease, the incense is not burned out, a whole chicken has been separated from the flesh, placed on both sides of the table, clearly visible , a chicken is a chicken, and a bone is a bone.

Liang Zisheng glanced at Mr. Mei: "Shaodong's hand-bone chicken is quite similar to the old owner's style. It can be seen that there are successors in Jufenglou." He said falsely: "This dish is the signature of Jufenglou. , It’s a bit unfair compared to this whole chicken, it’s better to be a middle-aged man, this first competition doesn’t count, how about doing it all over again?”

This is not the truth, it is a roundabout satire on Mr. Mei.

Mr. Mei was still a little worried at first, but seeing An Ran's composed look, he thought to himself, this girl is not a big-hearted person, and she is a ghost, if she chooses to take the whole chicken out of her bones, she will definitely win Sure, even though I don't like her very much, and think that no matter how fast she is, she can't be faster than Qian Shichen, but I can only choose to believe her, and snorted: "Master Liang is too happy too soon, but girl An Ran Haven't made a move yet."

Liang Zisheng choked on a word, smiled sarcastically, and said to himself, what else do you have to say, old man?
It took Qian Shichen only half a quarter of an hour to remove the bone from the whole chicken. He put away his knife and looked at An Ran: "Is the girl even better?"

An Ran smiled, and said to herself, this Qian Shichen is really arrogant, he really doesn't understand himself, he has a very famous nickname in modern times, he is a masochist, he is not abusive today He has lived up to his reputation: "Shaodong's knife skills are really excellent, and An Ran admires it. However, since An Ran picks a whole chicken and removes the bone, it must be true from the beginning to the end. It is not a good cook to give up halfway."

As he said that, he walked towards the long table next to him, lifted a whole chicken onto the chopping board, and stretched out his hand: "God, knife."

"Come on, master." Gouzi replied crisply, and ran over holding the knife box.

Everyone present was fine, but Qian Hong, when he saw the knife box brought up by Gouzi, his expression changed drastically, and Feng Ji, the owner of Huiquan Pavilion next to him, also came over and said in a low voice, "Old Qian, why do I look at this?" The knife box looks familiar."

Qian Hong murmured: "How can it not be familiar? You must have forgotten that when the emperor drove south, he happened to pass through Qizhou and stayed for two days on purpose to announce that you and I will cook the signature dishes of our two families for the emperor. At that time, the imperial chef who followed Yujia was not Han Zizhang today."

With this reminder, Feng Jicai remembered: "That's right, isn't this old man Zheng? How could it be in the hands of this little girl? Could it be that this girl is a direct disciple of old man Zheng? No way, although old man Zheng is no longer the imperial chef. However, given his prestige, how can such a major event as apprenticeship be silent? Moreover, this kitchen knife was used by the old man all his life, and now it is given to this girl. Could it be that this girl will inherit the mantle? If so, this girl's How can the cooking skills be bad..."

Qian Hong glanced at his triumphant son, and sighed: "Shichen is probably doomed for this fall."

Feng Ji shook his head: "That's not necessarily the case, but this girl is really the old man's direct disciple. Seeing that she is only sixteen or seventeen years old, she learned the craft from her mother's womb, and she can't learn it for a few years. Shichen's unique skill has long been practiced by no one. I can't believe it, how can she compare with Shichen."

Just as he was talking, he heard booing all around him, he hurriedly looked over, and couldn't help but whisper, never expecting, An Ran actually covered his eyes with a piece of red silk cloth, and only said: "Start." , Everyone can't sit still anymore, how can I see such a knife-skilled person, I don't even look at it, it's a lot of awesome craftsmanship to dare to make such a big deal.They stood up one after another and walked closer, their eyes staring at the knife in An Ran's hand without blinking.

The whole chicken debone test is to know the familiarity of chicken bones. This is also a dish for grade examination. An Ran is quite familiar with this dish. However, this blindfolded debone method has an element of performance in it.

An Ran can't do anything about it, she can't be faster than Qian Shichen, if there is a tie in terms of time, if there is no surprise, the first game will be a draw at most, this is not what she wants, for the cooks of the Southern School, for Fu Chun Ju, in this battle, she has to completely crush these people in order to win a place for the southern cooks in Qizhou.

Even Mr. Mei sighed in admiration, and said to himself, no wonder this girl chose this dish, so she still has such a unique skill, and besides, under her pair of jade-white little hands, the whole chicken that was bleeding from the bones was gone. It presents a different kind of elegance, ten scallion fingers shuttle back and forth among the chicken, it is especially beautiful against the autumn sun, and this girl is born well, such a little cook is really tempting what.

Not to mention others, but if I was younger for decades, thinking of this, I stroked my gray beard and couldn't help shaking my head and laughing. I am old, old, no matter how good this girl is, I can only leave it to others. Luckily, he could tell that this girl's cooking skills were no worse than her master, Old Man Zheng, and there was a tendency for the young to be better than the blue. He really expected that this girl would give him What a surprise.

An Ran stopped, and the incense was burned out, An Ran took off the red silk cloth from her eyes, and cupped her hands to Qian Shichen: "Young Dong's family has accepted."

Qian Shichen's face was pale, staring at the chicken bones separated from the chopping board. He had practiced the craft since he was a child, and it was his own signature. He had always been proud of his unique skills, but he was defeated by such a little girl. The time is the same, but they are blindfolded, the winner is already divided, how can I stand here.

Thinking of how I looked down on her just now, I suddenly felt ashamed, and said dejectedly: "Young lady is a superb cook, I lost."

But An Ran said: "Don't hide it from Young Master, if you don't blindfold, An Ran's time will not be shorter than Young Master, so An Ran has to be careful."

Qian Shichen looked at An Ran for a while: "If you lose, you lose, why bother making excuses." He turned around and left.

An Ran was stunned, Qian Hong quickly asked someone to follow him out, but he looked at An Ran: "A famous teacher produces a high-quality apprentice, the girl is worthy of being Mr. Zheng's disciple, she is good at cooking." Qian Hong's words shocked everyone...

(End of this chapter)