The beginning is only when you become a chef

Chapter 47 The mood of the city fireworks

Enthusiastic netizens kept @ing and asking questions, and all of them were made by nine-star famous chefs.

It seems that if your cooking skills are less than nine stars, you are not qualified to make comments.

【Tang Jinghan (9-star chef): If you guys want to @ me and criticize me, I’m sorry. I have great respect for this street food vendor and I really want to add him as my friend and try the Kaihua rice crackers he created! 】

[Lu Zuguang (9-star chef): My evaluation? Thank you for the invitation. My evaluation is that I not only ate Kaihua Guoba, but also the very special Liebingxian Taishan. I can only be grateful. ]

[Chi Xiaobai (Super Master): @Lu Zuguang~Lu family boy, you and your sister both know this street vendor owner, right? ]

Finally, the first special grade person jumped out from the live broadcast room watched by millions of people.

[Lu Zuguang: I guess we know each other. I was lucky enough to be treated and have eaten this Kaihua Guoba before, but it seems that the dish that Boss Xia prepared tonight is more complete than what I ate! ]

[Chi Xiaobai: Haha, you two siblings are amazing. You hooked up with a strange man without making any noise? You got the upper hand by eating the ancient dishes that millions of people haven't had in this live broadcast room!]

【Tang Jinghan: Can I say something sour? 】

[Chi Xiaobai: @Lu Jiaxin, Lu's sister, please ask this boss Xia if he still accepts food hospitality? The price is negotiable! ]

[Tang Jinghan: The price is good +1, I want to try this Kaihua rice cracker, and I also really want to try the previous Lie Chilled Fresh Tai Shan! ]

Of course, Lu Jiaxin saw the comments from Chi Xiaobai, the top master.

There was no way. The other party's barrage was colorful and generous, and he threw out several of the most expensive gifts.

While Xia An finished making another rice ball.

Lu Jiaxin quickly approached and said, "Boss Xia, Boss Chi wants me to ask you if you still want to accept the food invitation."

Xia An shook his head:

"Sorry, no calls in the near future."

The funds lying around in his account now are enough for him to burn money and run the stall to make losses for a while. Only when he has no more money will he consider opening a food invitation again.

Because, although setting up a stall at the night market is tiring, Xia An enjoys it immensely.

It’s not that he is content with being well-off, but Xia An really likes the bustling city atmosphere.

To open a high-end restaurant, where the guests are all celebrities and the diners are all ordinary people, means to cut off from the mundane world.

Then his attempt to recreate the ancient recipe would lose its greatest significance.

"Food that makes people happy is good food!"

What shines is good food.

Food that makes customers happy is also good food.

They are all pursuing the core of "beauty". The reason why food is called food is that in addition to giving people all-round enjoyment in terms of color, fragrance, taste and shape, it also has a core that can deeply touch people's hearts and touch their souls.

Of course, this is what a top nine-star chef must focus on in order to advance to the top level.

Such a "core" can be accurately called the chef's heart, or personal imprint.

Today, Xia An's "Daddy's Chef's Heart" mark allows diners at the night market stalls to taste Kaihua rice crackers that are made with his chef's heart.

At this time!

Ding!
A message pops up on the panel:

[The state of mind is sublimated, and the information of "City Life and Chef's Heart" is obtained. 】

[Talent: Market Life·Chef's Heart (1/3)]

[Grade: White (Growable)]

[Explanation: You set up a roadside stall, and you are determined to truly integrate into the city's fireworks painting and become one of them. People will taste your overflowing fantasy of the city's humanistic customs in your dishes. ]

Seeing this message, Xia An laughed in his heart and laughed heartily:

"Right, Panel, you agree with the path I'm taking. The dishes in the legendary stories are meant to be eaten by everyone!"

Triggered new kitchen information and collected a fragment on his own.

Xia An knew all too well what this meant.

As long as he continues to set up the stall and collect the fragments, he will be able to condense two completely different culinary hearts.

In the field of top-grade chefs, Xia An's knowledge is limited, so he doesn't know how powerful it is for now, but it is not difficult to make a simple guess. It is estimated that among the group of top-grade chefs, those who have the ability to develop a dual culinary heart must be extremely rare.

……

It was almost midnight.

Caiba Joichiro and Alice finally got in line.

Coincidentally, Wu Zhu, the descendant of Chef Suzaku, was forced to team up with the two of them. Together with a passerby lady in professional attire, they formed a small team of four diners.

Xia An had just taken the cast iron ball down from the alloy rack when he heard Hojo Miyoko's surprised voice:

"Alice Nakiri?!"

Hearing the voice, Xia An looked up and saw four people standing in front of the stall. Two of them were indeed old acquaintances in some sense.

The uncle with long red hair is named Saiba Joichiro.

He is the father of Medicine King Soma Yukihira.

He is also a very famous chef. He and Dojima Gin are known as the twin stars of Totsuki's golden generation. In today's food industry, both of them are probably veteran chefs who have been deeply involved in the field of specialties for many years.

Not to mention Alice Nakiri, when Xia An watched anime in the past, he also liked to call her sister-in-law.

But later he found out that, in fact, Alice was two months older than that tsundere Erina Nakiri.

"Hello, Boss Xia."

Alice saw Xia An coming and greeted him a little nervously.

After all, if nothing unexpected happens, this will be the master she will learn from in the future.

Saiba Joichiro said with awe:
"You control the diners in this night market street, their stomachs and tongues. I have traveled to so many countries over the years, but I have rarely seen chefs like you."

Xia An smiled:
"You are too modest. You are the Shura of Totsuki. If you are willing to set up a food stall at the night market, your business will be booming and the diners will be crazy. It won't be worse than mine."

But Saiba Chengyilang just shook his head and looked at him deeply:

"Do you really not understand, or are you pretending not to understand?"

"Unless we, the top chefs, show our true skill in entertaining them, why don't the majority of diners choose to eat the dishes in the legends to satisfy their curiosity and even obsession and make their lives complete?"

"In short, unless there is someone like you who can restore and prepare the legendary dishes on the spot and is willing to sell them on the roadside."

“Otherwise, you have opened up a unique food circuit in the world, and no one can compete with you.”

Beside him, Wu Zhu's eyes were filled with deep solemnity when he heard this.

This is absolutely true!

As a person in the world of Tai Chi cuisine, his late grandfather was a Suzaku chef who was comparable to Chef Biolin.

Wu Zhu knows better than most people that in today's Chinese food industry, there are no chefs who can reproduce the classic ancient recipes of their predecessors.

Of course, it is not difficult for people today to reproduce those ancient recipes that have no mysterious background, are easy to understand, and are below the special grade.

The difficult part is those recipes and dishes that are close to or above the special grade, and contain the marks and unique skills of the predecessors, as well as the ultimate insights of the special grade/Lin grade or even dragon chef level.

Therefore, it is a series of problems that have led to the situation that modern people, even chefs like Lin, can forcibly restore the "form" of ancient dishes. However, at best, they are imitations without the "charm" and cannot be considered a complete reproduction.

“But the Kaihua Guoba that this man restored…”

Wu Zhu was holding a paper bowl in his hand.

The big and round rice crust balls were divided into four parts. Wu Zhu scanned the code and paid 5 yuan to receive one of them.

He looked serious, observed for a moment, and his eyes gradually filled with piety.

This is definitely not something that only has form but no spirit!

Really amazing!!
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