Chapter 931: : 1 business card

"So, is this your mother?"
Location, Ju downstairs lobby.
In a corner seat for four, Chen Yang covered her face and introduced Xia Yu's mother.
"It's my mother..."
Chen Yang was very reluctant, but he could only admit it daringly.
The two serving dishes on the table were empty, and the two bowls of rice, full and untouched, were already cold.
That, friend mother?
Is it a book format or an avi video format...
Xia Yu twitched her lips and glanced at Lin Qingfeng, who was sitting opposite. Her makeup was ruined due to the previous special eating. The cheongsam collar had a button to untie, and a slight white skin was exposed, faintly showing sweat.
Shake your head to get rid of the excess.
Referring to the two bowls of unmoved rice on the table, Xia Yu laughed and said: "This rice is so unpalatable, so that you can't talk?"
Lin Qingfeng looked at him interestingly, his eyes admired.
"These rice are polished rice, and the price is certainly not cheap. It is sufficient to entertain guests in any high-end restaurant, but ah, ordinary rice, in the background of your perfect and harmonious cooking work, just eat and eat Tasteless."
"I admit the river crab, but it's perfect?" Xia Yu took a corner of his mouth and shook his head.
It was Lin Qingfeng's slight consternation.
"What do you mean by shaking your head?" She raised her eyebrow. "Isn't it perfect?"
"Somewhat..."
Xia Yu shrugged his shoulders and asked, "Shouldn't the real perfection be'shining'?"
Hearing the words, Lin Qingfeng hissed straight.
"You, you make a classic pastry recipe is not enough, you still want to shine? Are you calling it ambition, or is it lacking in people's hearts? Even the old dragon chef, who has spent most of his life in his life, may not have a classic The luminous work!" Lin Qingfeng's expression became wonderful again.
Really……
Xia Yu did not answer, looking at the system information bar.
Not long ago, a cooking record was like this:
[Successfully cooking ‘bottles of pork, pigs and birds’ meat
1, with a completion rate of 86%. The proficiency of this recipe has been improved. 】
The system specifically reminded him to be more familiar with the improved recipes.
Why?
The completion rate of "Cow, Pork, and Bird's Pork Meat" is less than 90%. The reason for not shining may be that the proficiency is not enough!
Moreover, there are too many new recipes that Xia Yu has created for the menu these days.
With today's menu,'Bull Meat of Boar and Bird' and'Expansion Energy of Fried Phoenix Shrimp', why Xia Yu dare to be so confident to improve the recipes of "Big Boiled Meat" and "Fried Phoenix Shrimp", in addition to The mysterious grease is related to the talents of [Food Species] that I just got a while ago, but it is not empty.
So, the proficiency problem that hasn't been encountered in a long time, he was a little bit ashamed in front of Xia Yu. He wouldn't admit it in front of Lin Qingfeng, cough, the reason why the meat is not perfect is because of his hand.
If the defects of the dishes caused by the hands are said, the most basic efforts and sweat of the chef must be questioned.
"It's really leisure. I haven't practiced in the space of the of cooking for a few days. Many new recipes are not proficient enough..." Xia Yu could only lament his hard work with tears.
It's about noon.
Xinju went downstairs to resume business, which actually attracted many guests.
After all, his Xia Demon's fame lies here. Although Xia Yu did not promote himself as the head chef, many people tried to come and try their luck.
The money bag is more generous, look at the new menu, and sit down and order without saying a word.
Slightly constrained, you can eat a bite even if you bite your teeth.
So at noon, Ju Xia downstairs store looked around, and the attendance rate of the lobby was 60% to 70%. Of course, the second and third floors are closed and unoccupied. There is still a certain distance between the business and the prosperity. .
Da da da.
The footsteps approached from behind, Zhu Qing said: "There is a lady who claims to taste food and media from the media looking for you, oh, last time she conducted an exclusive interview with you, surnamed Mu."
"I asked her."
Xia Yu looked up and looked at the door. Mu Xiaoyue was wearing work clothes and led the camera crew, looking eastward.
He was standing up to meet, but his hands were caught.
"wait"
Lin Qingfeng pulled the boy and said, "You haven't talked about the idea of ​​food tyrants and the integration of food and justice. As far as I know, the techniques of food justice, such as bursting inflammation, can increase your control of fantasy ingredients, but the increase is limited. ."
"Cooking skills, perfect for ingredients, are secondary."
The woman's eyes stared firmly at Xia Yu.
"The mystery of food...how exactly is it integrated with the food tyrant, or rather, how can you make perfect use of those reckless fantasy ingredients into a jigsaw puzzle of your food kingdom, piece by piece, build your ideal The color fortress?"
"Well, such a serious question..." Xia Yu stopped and saw that she was unable to get out of her hands when she was caught by a woman. The woman was barely visible, so she started to move her feet.
"Aren't you already a dragon?"
"Yes!"
"Then you have not realized that this world is both idealistic and materialistic?"
Hearing this, Lin Qingfeng's body shook.
Xia Yu didn't talk about it anymore, just taking advantage of the woman's lack of attention to get rid of her hand and went to receive Mu Xiaoyue.
"Wishful and materialistic?" Chen Yang murmured, suddenly burst into his eyes. "Is this the theoretical basis for him to dare to form his own way with food bully and food justice?"
Lin Qingfeng already had a storm in his heart.
Ideally, does it not correspond to righteousness? The heart of the kitchen, the meaning of food and the more advanced "spirit of food" can actually be collectively referred to as the "sign"!
Shiyi dishes...
To put it simply, it is full of "intention" which is the artistic conception, that is, there is a story.
Does mother's taste exist? It is nothing more than seeing something familiar, touching the softness in my heart, and feeling flooded.
Shiba is facing materialism.
The so-called "overbearing" all rely on ingredients, or rather, the "gourmet cells" in ingredients to achieve their goals.
Compared with the desperate construction of the "imprint" by Shiyi, Shiba is more like throwing the magnificent fantasy scenery directly to the diners, letting them see and taste.
Lin Qingfeng had some insight, and suddenly got some insights that he could not speak.
Ah.
Then she shook her head in disbelief and muttered: "How do you feel that he has gone further than me on this road? It is impossible, I have been promoted for two full years."
A cold eye cast.
Lin Qingfeng noticed that Zhu Qing had not left, and looked at her diagonally.
"You dare to go back home" Zhu Qing said in a tone.
"This should ask the old man in your family, why allow me to come back." Lin Qingfeng said with a chuckle.
Zhu Qing took a cold look at Chen Yang, "This is you and Chen Dingbang's son?"
Lin Qingfeng's eyelashes were trembling, how could she not see Zhu Qing's hostility, and the resentment that had not been wiped out over the past ten years. In fact, on the Lou Lin ship during the New Year's Day hunting, when Xia Qing and Huang He faced each other, Lin Qingfeng was summoned by the leading Zhu Ji.
The old thing is mentioned again, it is to uncover the scars, but some things must be clarified after all, and the truth cannot be buried in the loess.
In the past, the Kirin son Chen Dingbang died, and a new genre was destroyed. The influence on the Chinese food industry has continued to the present. Otherwise, the Chinese community today should be able to see a tyrannical food tyrant chef group or organization that controls a lot of the right to speak.
"...Ten years ago, was that mysterious record of the cookbook really or not?" Lin Qingfeng said.
"Since you met the old man, didn't he tell you?" Zhu Qing sneered. "What's the secret record of breaking the Dragon Gate to the King of Heaven, but just a bait thrown by the black hands behind the scenes, but don't want to blow up the entire fish pond. Stupid fish bait."
"that……"
A glimpse of the lingering entanglement in Lin Qingfeng’s eyes, Zhu Qing sighed:
I’ll tell you straight, that’s the half-volume handbook left by Fairy Pui, and it’s mostly about cooking sauce, it’s about sauce Juice notes, oh, in the past, Liu Pengxing once used the legendary kitchen utensils to turn the dragon pot and successfully brewed "Juxia sauce"..."
what.
Was it a half-volume fairy note that Shaoan changed hands to Liu Pengxing? Xia Yu is definitely here to be classic.
"Is it like this?" Lin Qingfeng learned the truth, his expression fluctuating, from red to white, and finally a laugh of self-deprecation.
"Ha ha ha ha ha, it turned out that we were all cheated!"
Lin Qingfeng's eyes shed tears.
Fortunately, Xia Yu wasn't here, otherwise he would be guilty of hearing these old things.
What's the matter, an old peerless martial arts secret recipe in a certain martial arts martial arts, expired bait, can all be fried fish pond?
Hey, but the reality is
Since ancient times, affection can not be retained, only the routine is popular.
Suppose the beginning of the story is a treasure map with a certain secret record, and this treasure map is used as a waste paper and thrown in a garbage dump somewhere. It is estimated that there are not many treasure hunters who turn garbage, especially in rumors. In the increasingly intense situation, the words are the same as the real...
"Don't come again!"
Zhu Qing dumped the head of his mother and son and warned coldly: "We are both victims, but we are opposed to each other. My brother-in-law is dead, and your husband Chen Dingbang is also dead. There is no need to mention it in the past~EbookFREE.me ~But it’s better not to have contacts!"
"Tell him, be careful of Huang He, Wei Zhong is unconscious, and Huang He will not be willing to give up." Lin Qingfeng asked Zhu Qing, put a personal business card on the table, and showed his face, "If he wants to be in the near future, or say, In the past six months, if you are qualified to fight against the Yellow Crane, then please call the phone number on the business card. I will carefully guide him to become a food chef Dragon Chef!"
Zhu Qing's shoulder shook.
Putting down the business card, Lin Qingfeng and his son Chen Yang left.
Outside, in the car.
Chen Yang was in the driver's seat, "Mother, why are you..."
"The old guys are it!"
In the rearview mirror of the car, the mature and dignified woman suddenly had a pretty face, and the atmosphere in the car was suppressed.
After a while, the woman said quietly, "Xiaoyang, we need teammates. With the power of our mother and son, it is not enough to shake the family of the gatekeepers in the Chinese world. Do you know that your father was born in poor, old days? The biggest wish of the Tigers Club is to break the blockade of high walls on the inheritance of advanced cooking."
"Actually, the Xia's are the same as our Chen's, born humblely, rising from poverty, the Xia's in Shu, the Chen's in Yanyun, one south and one north, originally the two most shining new stars..."
Break the culinary blockade? Chen Yang thought of the old faces and old monsters behind the high walls, and the feeling of powerlessness suddenly flooded the whole body.
"It's better to say it's a vision!" Chen Yang sighed softly.
Looking at her mother's confident face from the rearview mirror, Chen Yang opened her mouth.
Does that Xia Demon need guidance?
It seems redundant.
Chen Yang had a real headache. I don’t know how to put a pot of cold water on her mother. Mother, do you really understand Xia Mowang's culinary career...
It has only been more than a year since he studied art! ! 8)