Gourmet food starts from the green leather train chef

Chapter 122 Can only use oil?

"Brother Zhou, you want to buy land in Lanqing Mountain, or you want to buy a mountain directly?"

Zhang Dehou stared blankly at Zhou Tijun, thinking that this is strange, we mountain people think about how to run to the city all day long, but you city people think about running to the mountains instead?And I have to buy a mountain, what can I do with it, be the king of the mountain?
"Brother Zhou, if you said it two years earlier, there would be no problem. The country has a policy that all rural land, hills and tidal flats belong to the collective. Who is the collective? My village party secretary is it!
Not to mention a mountain top, I can do it for you if there are more, but now it is difficult. "

"Brother Zhang, what do you say?"

Zhou Tijun was surprised. Nowadays, more and more city people go to the countryside to buy land. It is not too prosperous to invest in orchards for sideline farming. Why is it so difficult for me?

"Hey! The government developed Lanqing Mountain two years ago, but half of the funding chain was broken, and the development project was idled as a result.

At that time, even the road into the mountain was only half built, and we mountain people felt hopeless.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Huo, a Xiangjiang businessman whose ancestral home is from Lanqingshan, came to our place to find his ancestors, and found that the beautiful scenery here is worth investing in, and then he invested in Lanqingshan Nursing Home.

Brother Zhou, you know about this, how many old people from the city did you bring here? "

Zhou Tijun nodded: "Of course I know about it, but what does it have to do with my buying a mountain?"

"Brother Zhou, have you forgotten? At the beginning, the Lanqingshan Nursing Home advertised that there is a kind of spirit of heaven and earth here, which can alleviate geriatric diseases and prolong the life of the elderly who live in it.

Don't even mention it, being reminded by the promotional words of the nursing home, it seems that this is really the case."

Zhang Dehou said very seriously: "Mr. Huo hired a statistician, and this statistic is amazing. There are many long-lived elderly in the nine villages of Lanqing Mountain, and the average life expectancy is said to have reached 83 years old!
It is said that it is much higher than the Little Devil Country with the highest average life expectancy in Asia!

Mr. Kanyu from Xiangjiang said that this is because Lanqing Mountain has dragon veins, and it is the dragon veins that make the old people live longer.

This is amazing, the people of our villages met together and made a rule. After this, the land of Lanqing Mountain will no longer be rented out for sale, so as to prevent outsiders from taking away the dragon veins of Lanqing Mountain. Qi.

So after this, there will be no outsiders living in Lanqing Mountain, the only exceptions are those old people in the nursing home, they are going to live here anyway, and they are not afraid of the dragon's energy leaking."

Zhouzhou father and son were stunned, let alone Lanqing Mountain, which has a "north and south appearance", which is like a fairyland scenery, isn't it superstitious that it has the spirit of dragon veins?It is understandable that people are unwilling to sell the land for this reason. Only fools who know that their family is a cornucopia will sell it.

"However, there is an exception to everything"

Zhang Dehou is a kind person after all, seeing Zhou Tingjun's disappointed expression, he felt ashamed of his savior.At that time, the old wife suddenly had a heart attack on the mountain road. If it weren't for the help of Zhou Zhijun who drove by, he would have become an old widower by now.

"Brother Zhou, I just want to tell you that if you want to buy land, you can do it unless all the nine villages in Lanqing Mountain agree. I can only sell it to you if the person agrees."

Zhou Tingjun frowned when he heard this, and thought that this was too troublesome. He knew how superstitious the people in the mountains were. He was kind to Zhang Dehou, and other villages did not owe him anything. Then it was so easy to agree to buy the land for him. ?
Forget it, if it doesn't work, just give up on Lanqing Mountain, and find a new place by yourself later.

Zhang Dehou said again: "Brother Zhou, if you really want to buy land here, brother, I will slowly find a way for you, but now is not the time.

Isn't this the autumn harvest?According to the rules of Lanqing Mountain, every year after the autumn harvest, a "thousand-person banquet" will be held, and all the respected old people in every village will participate.

This face-to-face banquet is not simple, it is not only to celebrate the harvest, but also a time for various villages to compete secretly."

Zhou Zhou couldn't help laughing: "Uncle Zhang, isn't it the villages who compare ramen noodles?"

"Isn't that right? It's a good omen to have a noodle feast, and noodles represent longevity, so when making noodles, you must never mix it with each other. How unlucky is that?"

Zhang Dehou shook his head and said: "At the face-to-face banquet, the masters invited by each village will work together to let everyone eat and drink well, and pray for a good omen for a bumper harvest in the coming year. At the same time, we also hope that the elderly in each village can live a long life and be healthy." healthy.

The rivalry happens after the face-to-face banquet. The powerful villages will invite the big chefs from the city to compete with each other. This will determine the distribution of the public land in the coming year.

By the way, you people in the city don't know that every village in Lanqing Mountain has its own land, but there are also some "public lands" that don't belong to each village; whoever gets more of these fields and who gets less will be all Now that we have seen the results of Doucai, for the sake of fairness, we will also invite professional judges,
In fact, every year, our village and the 'Balilouzi Village' on the south bank of Jianquan Lake are the ones that have the strength to fight vegetables every year. It is said that this year they invited a chef from the city. Our side"

Zhou Tijun listened with gusto, it's so interesting, why do you still fight for vegetables?Suddenly Zhang Dehou stopped talking, and couldn't help asking: "Did our village also invite a chef?"

Zhang Dehou said helplessly: "I did, and our village invited Kong Fang, the chef of Pengcheng's "Confucius Banquet". Louzi Village offered him a higher price!
Fortunately, there is only one cook Sun left in our village, and he is from the village, so he won't pick someone for me temporarily. "

Zhou Zhou wondered: "Since there is a chef, Uncle Zhang, what are you worried about? Is this Master Sun not good at cooking? Which cuisine does he belong to?"

Zhang Dehou shook his head and said: "Return to the cuisine? He doesn't have a cuisine, he just cooks a banquet."

"The one who burned the banquet?"

Zhou Zhou also shook his head secretly,

It's not that I don't look down on the masters who cook the banquets. Rural weddings and ceremonies are inseparable from these people. Their craftsmanship is unique; but most of the rural banquets pay attention to heavy oil and salt. It is a big pot dish, and it is definitely not enough to compare it on the table.

Not to mention that Balilouzi Village on the opposite side invited famous chefs from big cities, and even hired the chef of the Confucian Mansion Banquet.

Confucian cuisine is a major category of Shandong cuisine, and it pays attention to a "never tire of fine food, never tire of fine meat", which is the most test of the chef's skill.

This master Sun, who was born in cooking banquets, met the chefs of Confucian cuisine and those famous chefs from big cities, and he knew the result without guessing.

"Damn! No wonder the chef of the Confucian Mansion Banquet is called Kong Fang! Sure enough, he recognized the money!"

Zhang Dehou cursed harshly, shook his head and said, "It's too late to find a chef now, and Lanqing Village can only count on Master Sun, hey."

Zhou Tingjun smiled and said: "This Master Sun can do it. Knowing that he is going to face the chef of the 'Confucius Banquet', he didn't back down, which is quite remarkable."

"Isn't that a hero who must be rewarded with great rewards?

Cook Sun is from this village. His father and brothers are dead, so the share of the family homestead falls on him alone. If converted into an area, it is almost enough for a mountain!
But what does he need so many homesteads alone?So I thought about selling it.

Two years ago, rabbits in our place didn’t shit when they came, so who would buy them?Nowadays, many people want to buy it, but they are not allowed to sell it.

His only hope now is to win the noodle feast. According to the rules of Lanqing Mountain, even if he has made great contributions to a village, if he wants to sell the homestead, let alone our village will not stop him, even other villages will not Nothing to say. "

"So this is ah?"

Zhou Tijun smiled and said, "Brother, if you say that, I hope that Master Sun will win."

"Brother, I don't think you should count on it. Kong Fangna is a first-class chef, and it is said that he is the inheritor of the Confucian banquet, not to mention there are other chefs on the opposite side...

Cook Sun just set the banquet on fire, so what can he use to fight with others? "

The more Zhang Dehou talked, the more disappointed he became, and he kept shaking his head.

"Uncle Zhang, I do have an unfeeling request, can you let me meet this Master Sun?"

Zhou Zhou said with a smile: "It's nothing else. I also worked as a cook on the train for a few days, so I just wanted to communicate with Master Sun, maybe it would be helpful to him?"
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Master Sun has also received a notice from Zhang Dehou, knowing that Chef Kong, who is relying on the Great Wall of Lanqing Village, will not come temporarily. He was originally planning to be the second chef, so he has to be ordered to fight against the chefs led by Kong Fang.

For a young chef who has been cooking for half his life, this is happiness and great pressure.

"Master Sun, this is Zhou Zhou, the son of my benefactor brother.

He worked as a cook on the train, you two have a chat and see if you can come up with a way to deal with Balilouzi Village? "

In fact, Zhang Dehou didn't hold much hope. Seeing Zhou Zhou's mouthless appearance, he felt very uncertain, but he took Zhou Zhou and his father for a walk because of Zhou Tijun's face.

Anyway, a dead horse is regarded as a living horse doctor, and those who have jujube but not jujube will give a shot.

As expected of a lifetime banquet, the kitchen of Master Sun's house really looks like that. Zhou Zhou took a quick look, there is a water table, a chopping board, and everything for steaming, cooking, and frying.

Zhou Zhou smiled and said, "I'm Zhou Zhou, hello, Master Sun."

"You worked as a cook on a train?"

Master Sun has cooked banquets in the countryside for half his life, and he probably doesn't have the habit of surfing the Internet, but he didn't know that this is the most popular "Internet celebrity chef" recently,
Looking at Zhou Zhou's young appearance, he couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but forget it, little brother, you should save your energy, the opposite is Chef Kong, who is well-known in Lu Province and North Jiangsu."

Zhou Tijun frowned, this cook Sun obviously doesn't trust his son?But it's no wonder, my son is indeed too young, who can make achievements as a chef, which one must be over 30 years old? At the age of 40, he has reached the peak of his golden age. Most of his sons have not yet become disciples at this age.

Zhou Zhou smiled, didn't answer Master Sun's words, walked to the stove and looked at it: "Master Sun's cucumbers are really fresh enough, just looking at them makes people drool.

It's also a coincidence that the dishes I ate at Uncle Zhang's house today were a bit too greasy, so I wanted something lighter.
Look, Master Sun, can I have a dish of fried cucumbers?Just stir-fry cucumbers.

"Success, all the visitors are guests, this is the rule in our country, little brother, wait a moment."

Master Sun rolled up his sleeves and was about to start frying.

"slow down"

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "I have another request. You can only use oil for stir-fried cucumbers, not chicken essence, monosodium glutamate, broth, or even salt."

"What?"

Master Sun was stunned: "Little brother, did you say it wrong or did I hear it wrong?

Stir-fried cucumbers only use oil, can it be delicious? "

I said in my heart that I have burned the big banquet for half my life, so I know that the ingredients are heavy enough and the taste should be full. You can't fix me.
(End of this chapter)