(I have applied to the editor to modify the title of the book: "I am the first person to work diligently", and I would like to inform readers and friends in particular)

———

In the foreground of various major cuisines in Jiuzhou Dingshi, an elegant small room called "Shi Yaxiang" will be left. The space is small, only more than 20 square meters. There is a mahogany eight immortal table and carved old chairs. There are eight-square-meter Su-embroidered screens depicting landscape paintings. They are small and exquisite, full of humanistic and elegant.

"Shiya Township" does not entertain customers who spend money, but "disciples" who do not spend money and have to talk nonsense.

For example, the person sitting at the Eight Immortals table, with a gray cloth coat with a pair of clothes, an old cloth shoes with an inner lining, a bald head with a long neck and a 40-ounce cheek, but he gave birth to a big belly old man with a black hair.

The facial features are over 60 years old, but the hair is as dark as if it has just been dyed, and it is thick and dense. At first glance, it shows that it has good health and kidney function is very strong.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this old man is just a joke, just like a turtle spirit with a shell removed.

But in the eyes of Chu Duqin Xingren, this old man is a world of Chu Du's cooking and food industry.

Mr. Huang Mingju, vice president of the Su Provincial Cooking Association and president of the Chudu Cooking Association, is this person. Not to mention that he is in Chudu, he is well-known in Su Provincial and even in most China.

Mr. Huang was the sous chef of xxhai back then. He was a famous chef and was also a famous food critic. Who doesn’t know that he tasted all the same tongue, and then just stopped to make things?

Which famous chef in Su Province is not proud of Mr. Huang being able to eat his own food? If he could eat two bites, he would just wish he could beat drums and drums and tell him...

But he only glanced at the dishes made by ordinary chefs, and it was not worth his taste. Only those who could get to the level of Shangshi Cheng are qualified to let him try the dishes, which is at most one bite or two. This is what I saw Lu Luxin’s face.

For example, if the "Chicken Shredded Spring Roll" in front of me was not supported by Lu Luxin's sword skills, even the old man Shang Shicheng's craftsmanship might not be willing to eat it.

In his words, "When a person is old, his arms and legs are gone, and only this tongue is still quite smart. Can he send all the garbage into his mouth?"

Shang Shicheng and Lu Luxin stood in front of Huang Mingju. Shang Shicheng looked frightened and trepidated, but Lu Luxin hid behind her senior brother and curled her lips secretly. She felt that she was still not satisfied with her hatred, so she made a face again. If the person on the chopping board saw this, she would have to be crazy on the spot. Why? She saw that "Master Mie Jue" was making a face, so she would not be scared to death?

"Little girl, what are you doing sneakily? Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Huang Mingju Chong, Lu Luxin, who was hiding behind Shang Shicheng, squeezed her eyes and said with a smile: "This is you. If another chef dared to be so rude in front of me, I would make him unable to survive in Chu Duqinxing!

No, he should not mess around in the entire Suzhou Province!"

Lu Luxin snorted: "It will scare people, who will believe it?"

Shang Shicheng hurriedly said, "Young sister can't be rude to Mr. Huang, Mr. Huang, it's all my fault..."

"Go and go, we are talking to each other, what's wrong with you?

If you don’t improve your skills, you will learn to be sophisticated and sophisticated! Just make this point, can you eat what you cook?"

Shang Shicheng smiled bitterly and said, "Old Huang, why are you scolding me again?"

"Don't you scold me?"

Huang Mingju stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a spring roll to take a look, put it back on the plate, shook his head and said, "I'm not convinced, right? Let's not talk about your skill in fried words, let's talk about the oil you use first. Oh, first-class cooking oil, right? Isn't it the seasonal new oil that the oil brewer personally screens the materials and brews it privately?

Just like this oil, you have the nerve to use it to fry spring rolls, and you have the nerve to bring it out for me to eat?"

"Old Huang, you..."

Mr. Shang was almost squeezed by him in Chengdu, and he smiled bitterly: "The oils brewed from ancient methods are strictly selected, but the process is still relatively backward, unlike these edible salad oils that are clear and transparent... Besides, where have you asked me to find a private oil brewing master these days."

Huang Mingju nodded after hearing this: "Yes, don't say you can't find it, I can't find it either... Alas, let's eat it, sooner or later, I will let you poison it to death."

Lu Luxin said angrily: "You are getting more and more unreasonable as you get older. Every time you come, you always offer sacrifices to you like a Buddha. You are so good, and you still want to scold us. Why?

I think you shouldn't call it Huang Yisong, it should be Huang Du Tong!

If you like to eat, you won’t eat, you will take it away and eat it myself.”

"Lu Xin! You can't treat Mr. Huang like this!"

Shang Shicheng glared at Lu Luxin, then smiled at Huang Mingju and said, "Old Huang, please taste it slowly, I'm still waiting for your advice."

"Even if you have limited talent, your achievements are over here. But this girl is a crafty material, and it would be a pity to just stay on the chopping board..."

Huang Ming sighed and picked up a spring roll and gently bit it open. He looked inside and praised, "Okay! The black hair is worthy of being a flower knife. Where is the chicken used?"

Even if he has good eyesight, he can only tell the advantages and disadvantages before eating, but he cannot get a lot of information like Zhou Dong.

"I saw free-range chickens from Shajiabang, Shushi City." Shang Shicheng hurriedly said: "The food we eat in Jiuzhou Ding is naturally excellent."

"Well, in this world today, it can be considered high-end."

Huang Mingju shook his head and said, "But if you want to say it's a rooster, just forget it.

I still don’t know when I see the mature chickens in Shajiabang? I mainly feed them with feed, just walk on the ground for three hours a day.

The real farmer's chicken is placed outside all day long, eating small insects, earthworms, and feeding grain and vegetable leaves. That is the real farmer."

Shang Shicheng smiled and said, "You can't hide anything from you."

"That's right, but this chicken can be eaten as much as possible. Who made me hungry?"

Huang Mingju put the spring roll into his mouth, took a bite and chewed it slowly.

"Um?"

This Chu Du Food King, a famous foodie in Su Province, suddenly widened his eyes and quickly stuffed the remaining part of the spring roll into his mouth. His movements were so fast that he could not taste the style of a famous foodie. He was like a beggar who had been hungry for three days.

Mr. Shang was stunned when he saw that he had known Mr. Huang for many years. When did he see him eating like this? Is this... really hungry? No, he just said that. Whoever takes it seriously is a fool.

‘Swoosh swish swish…’

Huang Mingju is really strong. He moved his chopsticks like lightning for a moment, sweeping away the storm. He swept away the whole plate of chicken silk spring rolls in just a few minutes.

"Delicious, delicious! What a wonderful chicken, a wonderful chicken, a wonderful chicken..."

Lu Luxin pouted: "Are you a cat?"

Huang Mingju ignored her and half-squinted her eyes and thought hard: "The chicken is still a semi-free chicken from Shajiabang. This cannot be hidden from me. But why is it so delicious? It can be compared to the top-quality chickens raised by farmers...

I know!

The key is to slaughter this chicken!

Animals will have great fear before being slaughtered, which will secrete a hormone, which will affect the flesh quality anyway.

But this chicken-killer successfully avoided this, so the meat of these semi-free-range chickens caught up with the real chicken, and even more so!

It's amazing, it's such a good craft! Who is this person?"

Suddenly he opened his eyes, looked at Shang Shicheng, and shook his head again: "No, this kid is stupid and stupid, it's not him." He almost depressed Shang Shicheng. Is it so unbearable in your eyes?

Look at Lu Luxin again: "Is the girl you killed? You are almost the same as your cleverness."

Lu Luxin rolled her eyes: "No, I think it's bad..."

"It's not you, who is that? Is it because your Su Cai has even had a talented person in the kitchen? Hurry, hurry, hurry! Let him come to see me."

"I don't have time to see you! And I won't tell you who he is!"

"Don't make trouble, girl, I'm serious, tell me who he is?"

Huang Mingju was very anxious, no, he had to see this chicken-killer!

"I don't want you to be vicious all day long and scold my senior brother all day long? I'll suffocate you to death!"
Chapter completed!