Chen Yuanyuan would never know, because of his existence, Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan saw a miracle.

The grilled lamb chop porridge from top recipes can help Zhouzhou break through the limitations of basic cooking skills based on its century-long experience. If the ingredients used are still the top Yanchi Beach lamb chops, then this congee dish is a master-level work. This is also the reason why the old man will never forget after eating it and repeatedly recommend it to Hu Lingjiu, his old enemy.

But what if Fatty is added to this super ‘flavor-enhancing agent’?

Chen Yuanyuan, the bondage partner, has long been an ordinary chef. He is just "a hundred years of brine", "inheritance secret recipe", "super spices" and the "eye" in the finishing touch...

After this roasted lamb chop porridge, which is already a master-level work, has long been transformed into a god, and has become a legendary chef-level work in the chef world.

Even the two national cooking masters cannot be eaten casually; in the past sixty years of life, the last time they had eaten this level of delicacy was a long time ago.

Hu Lingjiu took a deep breath, raised his head and looked at Zhang Zhouxuan's eyes very seriously: "What do you ask me about it? That's amazing..."

Zhang Zhouxuan nodded slightly and waited for him to continue talking. After all, Hu Lingjiu should have a more say in terms of porridge and vegetables.

"Although I still don't believe that this Zhouzhou chef can surpass me in making chicken, I must admit that his porridge dish has broken through 'mortality'."

Zhang Zhouxuan glanced at the passengers in the dining car and found that as long as he ordered this roast lamb chop porridge, or lowered his head to eat without saying a word, or looked at Kongwan with a blank look and still in endless aftertaste, he knew that his feelings were right.

These ordinary passengers are not comparable to him and Zhang Zhouxuan. When they encounter this kind of delicacy that surpasses the "mortal product", they can only be like this. They even forget to give applause to the chef and send various circles of friends.

"People's reaction to food depends first on smell, second on taste, and third on pain... But after all, it is just about wandering between the three inches of mouth and nose. The food and dishes in the world are all about making a fuss in this three inches of land...

Just say that your "Luxing Babao Pickled Vegetable" and my "Baizhang Chicken" and "Sanhuang*** are all done in this three-inch place to make diners praise and leave eternal delicious memories between their mouths and noses.

This is also the reliance of you and I to become national cooking masters, and it is also a realm that many special level and special level chefs may not be able to reach even if they spend their entire lives..."

As Hu Lingjiu said, his nose swayed and couldn't help but pick up a piece of lamb chop that was half floating and half sinking in the porridge and put it into his mouth.

The lamb chops are suspended and not sinking in the porridge, which indirectly proves that this bowl of porridge has been cooked to a full temperature. The lamb chops will not sink because the porridge is too frivolous, nor will it float because the porridge is too thick and heavy. This top-notch delicacy dish has secretly conformed to the Confucian doctrine of the mean.

Because Zhouzhou's thickening and roasting skills are becoming more and more mature, the snowflake fat in the lamb chops not only perfectly integrates the red skin and lean meat, but also turns out tens of fat fragrance at the moment of integration, which is better than before when I was on Wudaoliang.

So after the lamb chops were in the mouth, Hu Lingjiu felt the fat melting when it touched his teeth, and his mouth was extremely sweet. Moreover, this fresh sweetness once again broke through the three-inch limit of his mouth and nose, and flowed into his throat, and felt the delicious sweetness in his throat. When it flowed to the esophagus, the esophagus felt the delicious sweetness and flowed into the stomach. The superficial gastritis that had tortured him for many years seemed to be gently dispelled by a gentle big hand, making his old stomach feel the delicious sweetness...

"call--!

It won't be wrong!"

Hu Lingjiu let out a long breath with great comfort. The old man in his sixties could also "exhale like orchid". He focused his head and looked at the dining car kitchen with complicated eyes...

"It's really amazing...

Old Man Zhang, you and I have spent most of our lives studying food and are even more respected as contemporary cooking masters. Unfortunately, I have never been able to break through this "three inches between the mouth and nose", but this congee dish was done.

This young man did it!

This reminds me of a sentence…”

Zhang Zhouxuan laughed and suddenly said, "You two young people, just don't understand a truth. Who told you that you can only taste delicious food with your mouth and nose?"

Hu Lingjiu also laughed and continued, "Get out! Once you understand the truth that people can use their throat, esophagus, stomach and even pores in their bodies to taste delicious food, you will be able to understand what is the 'extraordinary' way of the chef!"

"What a pity... You and I just met this old senior who had been the former imperial chef in the legend... "

Hu Lingjiu sighed and said, "But we are lucky compared to this young man. He is obviously very talented and even used this congee dish to touch the legendary "Cook God's Way", but he didn't have the chance to see that old senior.

Lao Zhang, tell me the truth! Since you have been following him for so long, you should know if he has a sect, right?"

This roasted lamb chop porridge convinced Hu Lingjiuxin, but this is just a porridge dish, which can only prove that Zhouzhou is extremely talented, and at the same time, he has a unique understanding and even some kind of encounter in this porridge dish.

However, although there are not many chefs like Zhouzhou who can do every dish to the extreme or even surpass cooking masters, there are not many.

If such a genius in the kitchen cannot be taught by a master and only rely on his talent, he may be blinded by countless praises and huge benefits one day, and become a regrettable "Fang Zhongyong".

Hu Lingjiu really had the idea of ​​accepting disciples at this moment. Not to mention anything else, if Zhouzhou had his own national cooking master as a master, he would be able to avoid a lot of trouble from the chef industry in the future.

The Chinese chefs and traditional Chinese medicine and folk art circles are very particular about inheritance and teachers. If you do not have a strong enough background in the teacher, the more excellent you are, the more trouble you will be!

"There is everything in the dream...

If you ask what this is done, don’t tell me, the old man, just because you want to accept Xiao Zhou as your disciple?

If there is such a good thing, I can let go of it easily? Is it your turn? The surname Hu, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible."

The old man sneered: "Since you still remember the old senior in Zangdu, you should know that Xiao Zhou is not something you can touch... Use your elm head carefully to think about it! Where is the destination of x164?"

“The destination of x164…Zangdu!”

In amazement, Hu Ling almost knocked over the bowl in front of him with a nine-handed lift: "So he is from that old senior... OK, you are immortal, you dare to fool me!"

"Nonsense, why am I humiliating you?"

"You know his master's origin and deliberately instigate me to compete. Isn't this a conspiracy?"

Hu Lingjiu said angrily: "Others don't know, are you still not clear?

That old senior once gave me some advice. If this is the case, Zhouzhou will be my junior brother!

Since you are your junior brother, how can you make a fuss in the same family? Isn’t this a joke for outsiders?

Zhang Zhouxuan, your heart is so despicable!"

Xie Guangyun and He Wuhuo were both stunned when they heard this.

I thought what's going on?

Why did Master Zhou’s generation increase so quickly that he became a member of our uncle?

However, Mr. Zhang Zhouxuan laughed loudly and pointed at Hu Lingjiu repeatedly.

"Hahaha! You, the surname Hu, are so shameless... Are there anyone who recognizes you like this? I just want to ask you, where is your face?"

(It's strange that my family has been hot all over. I just had a low fever twice in the middle, once three days ago, and once today, the fever reached about 37.4. Then I drank boiled water and slept for a while. After about two hours, it dropped back to normal body temperature. There were no symptoms such as cough, headache, and sore limbs.

What is my situation? Do readers who have the same experience?)
Chapter completed!