Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 940 The Most Delicious Ingredients

"That's the lack of innovation, the lack of my own ideas as a chef.

So I started to innovate. I added fresh red peppers to the beef soup, which was spicy and enjoyable.

Those coolies who sweat all day need that kind of stimulation. They drink cheap rice wine and eat steamed buns with the spicy beef soup I made.

I came up with the idea of ​​adding sweet-scented osmanthus sugar to the fermented glutinous rice, which is specially for girls who can’t drink strong alcohol.
But of course they couldn't sit at the same table as the coolies, so Master and I sold a nearby shop that was about to close down, and opened another dining place for female customers.

Every morning I hang a signboard in front of the door, which says the special dish I want to cook today, sometimes it’s fried duck, sometimes it’s sweet and sour bamboo shoots, sometimes it’s braised river fish, I can do whatever I want, town The guests on the table always stepped over the threshold. In the end, if I didn't reserve some ingredients, Master and I would have nothing to eat at night.

The children who laughed at me back then convinced me, saying that my master must be the most capable chef in the world to teach students like me, and I am a famous teacher who produces excellent students.

But I knew in my heart that what Master taught me was only [-] to [-]% of his techniques. How could the so-called acme of cooking skills be sour duck and sweet and sour bamboo shoots?It should be a feast of simmering bear's paws with paste and candles, stewing civet cats in ham juice, stewing sheep and camel humps, and combining gold plates and jade cups!Those are the dishes that Master made famous in Jiangdu back then.

But it doesn't matter, culinary skills are interlinked after all. If the master doesn't teach me, I will explore by myself, and I often study the ancient seasoning techniques on the bamboo slips in the master's room.

Anyway, our life is gradually getting richer, and we don’t lack money to buy the most high-end ingredients. Soon I will be able to make a feast that the rich and powerful in the city will move their index fingers. They send people to carry sedan chairs from eighteen miles away If you come to invite me from the city, although it is not as exquisite as the sedan chairs in the capital, it still looks like the scenery of Master back then.

But at this time, the sad expression on the master's face will become a bit more serious, and the disabled right hand will also tremble.

When I was 20 years old, I felt that I had learned what Master had learned in my life, and I was even better than blue.

I am full of ambition and want to go outside to make a fortune, like those famous chefs, and create my own signature name.

But the master said: "Yangyun, life is just like this table of dishes. You can be full with simple tea and light meals, as well as delicious delicacies. But it depends on who you eat with. Don't you want to continue to eat this meal with me, an old man?"

I said that a good man has ambitions everywhere!Master, you have made a living but I haven't. Do you really want me to grow old slowly in this small town like you?

I feel a little resentful towards Master, feeling that he didn't pass on the most exquisite craftsmanship to me, but after all, I was just picked up by him, so that's fine, but every time I propose to go out for a living, he will use this sentence to dismiss me .

I can only stay in this small restaurant year after year, day after day, and cook some meals for those rough people that can only be used to satisfy their hunger. This is like learning the art of slaying dragons but can only be used to kill chickens.

But this time I was determined, and I said to him:

"Do you want me to stay by your side for the rest of your life and take care of you until the end of your life?"

At that time, I vented all the grievances in my heart.

Master stared at me blankly, then he suddenly got angry, and like every elderly father would do, he slapped me hard, with his disabled hand.

"You bastard! I don't want you to follow my old path!"

"I'm frivolous, right? You don't want me to follow your old path, but have you ever asked me what path I want to take?"

I was really stupid at that time, and said something that I regret to this day,
"You're not my own father. I've been helping you with these things for so many years, is it enough to repay your kindness? Do you think I really want to inherit your little place?"

The master was stunned, as if he had aged several decades for a moment, and sat down hunched like a dying old man, falling into a long silence.

"You want to make something really delicious, right?" Master asked me like this.

I nodded firmly. I believe that Master was definitely a top chef who was famous all over the country. As long as I learn one of his bottom-of-the-box dishes, I will also be famous all over the country.

He beckoned me over with his good hand, and then tapped my forehead, and I fainted.

When I woke up again, I had already become a demon.

Master said that if you want to make the most delicious food, you must have the best sense of taste. Human taste is inherently limited. Only by becoming a demon can you have better taste buds.

At the same time, only after becoming a demon can he use his set of kitchen utensils. "

As You Yangyun said, he looked at the set of kitchen utensils with magic patterns on the operating table: "This set of kitchen utensils is called Dragon Slaying Saber."

"Dragon Slaying Saber?" Ye Feng was surprised.

"Yes, this set of kitchen utensils is not a knife that chefs should use, but a tool for slaying dragons.

Just like the Shadowless Sword you were cooking just now, it should also be a sharp weapon for slaying demons, not a knife used by chefs, right? You Yangyun smiled, "I've heard that Taoism has a sword, Wuying, named Xiaolian, which is a Taoist sword.

But your sword is stronger than Xiaolian's aura, maybe it's Chengying? "

Ye Feng nodded, "Go ahead."

Only then did You Yangyun open his mouth and said: "That set of kitchen utensils is an artifact from the sky, it's not copper or iron, it's made of a meteorite.

In ancient times, Liu Lei raised dragons for Xia Emperor Kongjia, one male and one female. Liu Lei wanted to make meat soup from the female dragons and present them to Kongjia. He tried all the sharp weapons in the world, but only a set of knives could cut the dragon meat.

Legend has it that that day when the blade cut across the dragon scales, boiling dragon blood spewed out. The knife was tempered by dragon blood, so it was extremely sharp and could avoid all kinds of poisons!
This is a real dragon-slaying weapon, but he hasn't killed a dragon for a long time, and in my hands, it's just for cooking some delicate dishes.

At that time, I was very happy. I was finally going to get Master's true biography.

But at that time, Master asked me to do one thing—to kill someone. "

As soon as You Yangyun opened his mouth, Ye Feng gasped, "Why?"

"Because the only meat that can rival dragon meat is human flesh.

At first I refused, because I have only killed chickens and pigs, but I have never killed people.

But Master told me that you are already a demon now, and you are a higher-level creature than human beings.

People kill chickens, people kill pigs, isn't it because these creatures are inferior in people's eyes?

Therefore, he asked me to kill without carrying any burden.

At that time, I was already overwhelmed by wanting top cooking skills, so I killed people.

With my hands that used to cook. "

You Yangyun raised his hand, showing a wry smile.

"After I killed someone, Master taught me the method of making human flesh.

The master at that time, I don't know whether he was angry with me or what, he was already very old and sick.

I brought the first human broth I made to the master who was on the sick bed, "According to what you said, fresh meat, freshly killed, is good for your health."

Seeing Master sipping the soup with relish, I think it should be pretty good.

The chef should try the dishes, but I can't drink the broth.

After finishing the soup, the master closed his eyes and thought about it, shaking his head slightly disappointed: "It's not enough."

I asked Master what was missing, and Master said that he was familiar with the ingredients.

"Although you are very talented in cooking, practice makes perfect in cooking. After you make this simple human broth first, I will teach you more things.

I nodded. Since then, I have killed a total of 230 or eight people for practice. At the same time, my skill in human flesh is getting better and better.

During the last bowl, the master licked his lips and said, "The time is right, I will teach you the ultimate secret of this human broth."

I was not sad for the 230 eight people who died, but I was very happy listening to Master's teaching.

Because as long as I get this special dish, I will be able to win the title of the number one chef in the country just like Master.

The last dish is nameless, and the process is not difficult, but it is particular about the birth date of human flesh, and it is prepared and taught by the master himself.

He passed me a set of sophisticated calculation methods to select three people whose birthdays match their horoscopes.

I found three people who met the conditions, and while they were still alive, they peeled, cut the meat, refined the oil, and finally slaughtered and processed the ingredients. It took a full three days of hard work.

After returning to the house with the ingredients, the master immediately started a fire demonstration. Two hours later, the pot was full of aroma.

The master said sadly: "It's done, you have a taste."

At that time, I had completely forgotten the so-called human instinct. Faced with such a pot of broth and the nearly 300 people I had killed, the so-called instinct was simply vulnerable.

I couldn't wait to take a bite of the meat, it was really tender and smooth, it tasted like no other food in the world, it was the real dragon meat in the sky!

"Do you know one of the most exquisite skills in cooking?" Master asked in a deep voice.

"Respect for ingredients?" I was a little confused. Why did Master ask me such a mysterious question?

And I have killed so many people, how can I still talk about the word respect?

"Bullshit...it's a swordsman."

Sure enough, the master sighed, "No matter how good the ingredients are, no matter how wonderful the seasoning is, you must have a good knife to prepare them.

The same is true for this human broth. The knife skills you are doing now are still almost interesting, but it is almost the same.

Are you really going to the capital? "

Master was still struggling with this question, so I nodded resolutely.

To be famous all over the world is the dream of every teenager in his twenties.

What's more, I also have the ability to become famous all over the world!
"Well, I don't need to keep you anymore."

Master's words, I originally thought it was just that Master gave up the restraint on me, and finally let me go out.

But I didn't expect that Master's words had a different meaning.

Because my whole body suddenly became stiff and I couldn't move.

In the midst of surprise, the master showed a ferocious and proud look:
"This time it's really done! The most delicious ingredient - it's you!"

(End of this chapter)