The beginning is only when you become a chef

Chapter 102 Returning Home (Two Chapters in One)

"Boss Xia is here!"

"Boss Xia, please give me a bowl of Fantasy Fish Noodles right away. I came here directly after get off work and haven't had dinner yet!"

"I've been wandering around here for a few times, and I'm thinking there's something wrong here. It looks like a good section of the main road is about to be closed. What's going on?"

The crowd immediately rushed towards the double-decker bus, and within half a minute, it was surrounded in three layers inside and three layers outside.

Xia An was not surprised that he encountered such a popular scene just after parking the food truck.

It’s not like he suddenly appeared on the stage. Douyin’s official account has already released a short video preview.

However, Jinguan City has a permanent population of more than 20 million, which is several times larger than Lijiang City, which has about 5 million residents.

So even though the stall had just opened, the crowd expanded at a terrifying speed, and within a short while, the road was completely blocked, and there was noisy and heated discussions everywhere.

Fortunately, we now have this large food truck, the interior space of which is just like a big bus, with a ceiling and walls.

Although the car's windows face the crowd directly when opened, it seems to have its own "territory" to a certain extent, which greatly alleviates the sense of oppression brought by the huge passenger flow.

Before Xia An could take out the loudspeaker to speak.

Director Li was very enthusiastic. He first took out a loud speaker and shouted loudly to maintain order:

"Everyone line up in an orderly manner. If you don't line up, you won't be given any food!"

"Then, those who are in line will scan the code. The price is..."

Having said this, Director Li paused and looked at Xia An, who had just turned around and took out a piece of dough from the freezer.

"10 yuan a bowl, 10 yuan per person, no cheating." Xia An showed a smile on his face.

Heard the price.

The crowd got even more excited.

"Oh my god, Fantasy Fish Noodles for 10 dollars a bowl!"

"This wave must be praised by Boss Xia!"

"Finally, the trend of fantasy dishes has reached Jinguan City. I would like to call Boss Xia the contemporary popularizer of fantasy ingredients and fantasy dishes!"

Xia An tore off the plastic wrap on the surface of the dough, pinched the dough, felt the fluffy feel after it had risen, and nodded slightly.

The proofing process does not require too much time, as too much time is not good. Otherwise, the taste of the dough will suddenly deteriorate after reaching its peak.

Now, the pre-made dough is just covered with plastic wrap and put in the refrigerator for two or three hours. It is not an exaggerated length of time of a whole night, but it is still at the peak of quality.

“Start ramen!”

Saying this silently in his heart, Xia An started making the first hand-pulled noodles on the spot after setting up the stall.

Click!

Click!

The diners around were holding up their mobile phones to take photos or videos.

Wu Zhu, Xiang Shilin and Jing Nina were the most accurate in their positioning and quick in their actions, and they successfully placed themselves in the first echelon of the diners.

Approaching the window of the food truck, the three people were slightly different from the excited diners around them and did not use their phones to record.

He just stared intently, seriously observing Xia An making ramen in the window.

"You can see it, his pastry making skills are undoubtedly perfect."

Xiang Shilin moved his mouth and whispered.

Jing Nina nodded, with a look of regret in her eyes: "It's a pity that these doughs are pre-made, so we can't see him perform the White Snake Chain on the spot."

Xiang Shilin curled his lips:

"Isn't this for the convenience of setting up a stall? With so many steps and processes, all of them are done on site. How much effort and time does it take to serve a dish?"

It was also because Xia An prepared the dough and cooked the fish soup early.

The three didn't have to wait long.

After the dough is pulled into handmade noodles, they can be served immediately.

"Here, this is the first bowl of the stall tonight."

Xia An boiled the handmade noodles. On the other side, Liu Shimeng scooped a large spoonful of thick soup from the soup pot, filled a disposable paper bowl, and skillfully placed a few fish rolls on it.

It is worth mentioning that everything from the ingredients to these disposable tableware like instant noodle bowls are provided by the Shu Culture and Tourism Bureau. Xia An specially tested the quality and found that it is very suitable for holding a bowl of soup noodles without breaking or leaking soup.

[Ding, 10 yuan has been credited to your account. ]

The sound of the announcer was ordinary.

"what."

Xia An looked up and realized that the person who took away the first bowl of noodles today was a familiar face.

"Xiang Shilin? Why are you in Shu?" He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Holding the bowl of noodles, Xiang Shilin laughed and said:

"Why, Boss Xia doesn't welcome me as a guest?"

"As long as the diners are not looking for trouble, I welcome them all."

Xia An glanced past him and noticed Wu Zhu, who was also a familiar face, and an unusually tall young woman with obvious Caucasian mixed-race facial features behind him.

The woman looked at him with a raised corner of her mouth and took the initiative to greet him: "I have heard a lot about you, Boss Xia."

"Are you with them?" Xia An noticed the positions of the three people. Wu Zhu kept his distance and did not dare to get close to the woman.

Xiang Shilin simply took the first bowl of noodles, turned around and handed it to the woman naturally.

It's not a turtle man style or anything, it's more like the descendants of Tai Chi cuisine serving the superiors.

"Yes, my name is Jing Nina, and I am also a descendant of the Tai Chi cooking world."

The woman who called herself Kyonina smiled faintly and said:

"Then, it has been decided that I will be the replacement chef for the third episode of 'The Chrysanthemum Downstairs Competition'."

"I am looking forward to facing you, Boss Xia, in the third episode!"

The woman was not arrogant, and she just sounded like she was here to make a report.

Xia An nodded at her without saying anything, and told Liu Shimeng to scoop another two large spoonfuls of soup, fill two disposable paper bowls, and place the fish rolls on them.

"You two are ready too, come get your food."

Wu Zhu and Xiang Shilin both scanned the code.

The three of them, under the envious gazes of the people around them, took their bowls and left the crowd.

"Suck it-"

Before finding a good place to sit down, Wu Zhu lowered his head and slurped noodles while walking.

When Xiang Shilin heard the sound of him slurping noodles, the rich flavor already made his psychological defenses crumble, and the demon of appetite was banging on his cage.

I can’t stand it anymore!

His eyes were filled with hunger as he used disposable chopsticks to stir up a large ball of noodles and stuffed it into his mouth.

Seeing this, Jing Nina could only stop and look down at the disposable paper bowl in her hand, sniffing the soul-trembling delicious smell that was gushing up.

A heavy color gradually grew in her eyes.

“It’s true that you can’t learn the secrets of dishes just by watching TV programs.”

This descendant of the Jinghua lineage among the "Eight Phoenix Immortals" murmured in his heart.

“In this dish…”

“Triple flavor, playing with sound, life and soul!”

Voice, life, soul.

This series of "appearances" points to a level higher than the special level. It is the secret of food that all top-notch chefs who have been deeply involved in the special field for many years are pursuing, which is referred to as "the meaning of food".

Just like the heart of a top-notch chef, the meaning of food mastered by Lin chefs is also varied.

Just by smelling the scent, Kyo Nina could vaguely glimpse a hint of its outline.

Of course, it's just a little bit.

Very subtle!

If it weren't for the fact that Jing Nina was the direct descendant of the Phoenix Eight Immortals of the past, and had mastered the true culinary skills that outsiders could not imagine, she would probably not be able to catch even this faint shadow.

But no more.

Otherwise, this bowl of fantasy fish noodles, which contains an extremely high concentration of "food righteousness", can be ranked among the top circles, crossing the great classes and winning the food war.

Thinking this in her mind, Kyo Nina couldn't wait to use disposable chopsticks to pick up the noodles dripping with soup and put them into her mouth.

Immediately, she covered her mouth tightly.

An uncontrollable trembling moan burst out from her nose.

Wow!

It was not some delicious and graceful melody, but rather a rapid spiral sound.

Jing Nina felt like she was the white snake, and her consciousness was forced to reside inside the "white snake". She was very confused, following the pastry stick that kept spinning in spirals and circles.

Subconsciously, he entangled himself with the pastry stick and climbed up.

This spiral seemed to last until the moment the world collapsed. Kyo Nina tried hard to cheer herself up and looked out. She vaguely saw a man with a solemn expression, holding a pastry stick with a strange gesture.

In his endless circle, fish shadows emerged one after another, and then merged into the body of the "white snake". Gradually, Jing Nina could feel that her "white snake" was full of the fresh taste of fish with vigorous life breath.

At this moment, Kyo Nina seemed to understand something.

It turned out that what she tasted and felt was the secret of food that only Chef Lin could master.

It is what the man naturally gives to the dough when he performs his supreme skill, the White Snake Chain.

“No wonder learning the White Snake Chain is a prerequisite for learning the famous “Four Gods Seafood Eight Treasures Soul-Calming Buns”!”

"Did he do this on purpose? He knows that the White Snake Chain can stir and call upon the soul of the salmon when making fish noodles, thus constructing the most important part, the fresh soul of the fish noodles..."

In the midst of full of speculation.

Before I knew it, I had finished a bowl of Fantasy Fish Noodles.

Jing Nina lifted up the light paper bowl and drank the last sip of soup as if it were a treasure.

Then, stare at the empty bowl for a moment.

Until Wu Zhu and Xiang Shilin beside her woke her up.

Wu Zhu: "I can eat fish noodles at 10 yuan a bowl until I'm full!"

Xiang Shilin: "Add an adjective, it's the 10 yuan fish noodles from Boss Xia's stall..."

Kyonina suddenly asked seriously;
“Is there any way I can have a second, third, or more bowl?”

Hearing this, Wu Zhu and Xiang Shilin looked at each other with their eyes twitching.

"Sister, if there was a way, why would we still be here?" Xiang Shilin sighed loudly, "I would have racked my brains to find a way to get a second bowl of noodles from Boss Xia!"

Wu Zhu didn't say anything, but he felt even more regretful in his heart.

Not glowing!
Not the glowing version of the Fantasy Fish Noodle!
But because of this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At least Xiang Shilin and Jing Nina have not yet tasted the "truth" and do not know that the luminous food can save them.

And at the same time.

Lu Jiaxin also broadcasts live on Douyin.

Witness one lucky diners from Jinguancheng after another scanning the QR code in the dining car window to take away the Fantasy Fish Noodles.

Netizens turned into sour grapes.

"Ah, this scene makes me so jealous that I shed tears of envy. I really want to @ the local Culture and Tourism Bureau."

"Yes, we can go to the @Cultural and Tourism Bureau and ask them to stop lying down and make an effort to invite Boss Xia, the great man, over. Then we can eat and drink for free, right?"

"Damn it, seeing how powerful the Shu Culture and Tourism Bureau is, even the director of the bureau is personally involved, where is our Culture and Tourism Bureau? We must give it a thumbs up!!"

As a result, the cultural and tourism bureaus of many provinces and cities suffered tonight, and were bombarded with a series of deadly @s from local netizens, causing their message boxes to explode.

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The next day.

Xia An picked up his luggage and took a flight directly back to Lijiang City.

After arriving home, I pushed open the half-open courtyard door and heard faint sounds of chatting coming from the direction of the lobby.

He did not inform several disciples of his return, as it was a surprise attack, so he tiptoed through the yard to the lobby door to see how his disciples and daughters were doing during his absence.

The dining tables in the lobby were cleared and piled up in the corner, creating a large space for a small kitchen.

"Miyoko-sister, is this how you hold a knife?"

Lan Xiaoxi was dressed as a little cook, standing in front of a low coffee table of just the right height, with a chopping board on it and a light kitchen knife in her hand.

Next to Xiaoxi, Hojo Midori had a serious expression on her face, like a strict master, correcting Xiaoxi's wrong way of holding the knife.

He also pried open Xiaoxi's fingers several times and personally pressed her fingers into the correct position.

"Keep cutting."

"Your technique is wrong, I will help you correct it."

"Gradually you'll get used to it, develop muscle memory, and then you won't make the same mistake again."

Xiaoxi was quite serious, without any of the childishness of a child of her age. There was a hint of heroic spirit between her eyebrows.

Xia An secretly observed for a few minutes, thinking in surprise:

"Our daughter seems to be very interested in cooking? Is she serious?"

A while ago, after discovering that his daughter might have two god-level talents, Xia An had considered training his daughter to develop into a chef from an early age.

Five years old is not young anymore.

Don’t say anything else.

Medicine King Soma Yukihira started running around in his father Saiba Ichiro's kitchen to help when he was just 3 years old.

If you are really interested in cooking, you can gradually lay the foundation at this age.

Before, Xia An was not sure whether her daughter was interested in cooking and becoming a chef, or how serious she was about it.

Can you bear the boredom of building your foundation day after day?

But now seeing this scene, Xia An's doubts disappeared.

"Where are Erina and Alice?"

He looked towards the standard open kitchen.

He couldn't help but exclaim again.

The two sisters seemed to be enjoying their daily food battle.

Two plates of freshly baked dishes were placed on the kitchen counter. The two sisters' eyes met, the atmosphere became heated, and they were about to score each other to decide the winner.

Seeing this, Xia An deliberately made footsteps, coughed, and walked into the lobby on the first floor.

"I am back."

A simple sentence with a smile brought out screams of delight one after another.

"father!"

"Master..."

"Master~"

Xiaoxi put down the kitchen knife, ran over quickly and climbed onto Xia An like a little monkey.

Erina, Alice, and Midori also came over, chattering in the voices of young girls, curiously asking him what time he had been setting up his stall in Jinguan City last night, or when the second episode of the show would be.

"Don't rush, don't rush."

Xia An hugged Xiao Xi and said jokingly, "Let me be a judge and taste your food war dishes first?"

Alice blushed, and said bashfully:

"Hey, I didn't even know Master was back, otherwise I would have worked harder and more seriously, and exploded my inner universe!"

Erina immediately became unhappy and glared at me:
"Can the little universe explode just by saying so? Haha, your cooking skills are still one star behind mine! Just admit defeat!"

Xia An was in a good mood and let the two sisters bicker with each other. This was a daily routine at the Nakiri family home, and also a daily routine at this three-story house after they moved in to live there.

"Let's go, Xiaoxi."

"We will serve as judges and comment on Erina and Alice's shokugeki."

He came to the bar, and then he encountered another accident today.

What can I say about Erina's dishes?

A bowl of noodles.

The smell wafting out is still the freshness of fish.

How could this not be familiar?

Alice's dishes are simply molecular cuisine full of her personal style.

The dishes are presented on a large white plate in a stylish and creative manner.

"caviar?"

Xia An sniffed his nose, but his daughter in his arms said firmly: "Dad, it's not caviar at all, Sister Alice's dish is made of some kind of vegetable!"

"Xiao Xi, have you eaten it?" Xia An was surprised.

"Hehehe, that's right, Sister Alice has secretly asked me to try out her dishes many times..."

Now, as if the secret was exposed, Alice's face turned even redder.

"Well, well, Xiaoxi has a strong sense of taste, so what's wrong with asking Xiaoxi for help when I'm researching new dishes?" She explained calmly.

Nakiri Erina was merciless and full of sarcasm:

"You're amazing, Alice, having a five-year-old try out your recipes."

Alice covered her chest, hesitating to speak: "..."

Xia An held back his laughter and used a spoon to scoop out a spoonful of the emerald green particles in the form of so-called "caviar" that Alice presented on the plate.

As soon as he put it in his mouth, he couldn't control his facial expression.

This is……

(End of this chapter)