Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 288

"real or fake?"

Zhao Gangsheng looked suspicious: "Master, are you exaggerating?"

"Of course it's fake."

A voice suddenly appeared, and Long Kunbao walked into the kitchen with a warm smile on his face.

"Master Long, you are here."

Zhao Gangsheng got up and said hello.

"Hey! Master Long, don't teach my apprentice badly!"

Ou Zhaofeng deliberately said something unhappy to him.

Long Kunbao didn't care, and retorted with a smile: "Am I wrong? It's hard to agree, how can there be perfect dishes in this world."

Zhao Gangsheng nodded, deeply agreeing.

"Eh? You can't say that."

Ou Zhaofeng shook his fingers and said, "It's difficult to adjust to everyone's taste, which just shows that the dish can be perfect. As long as it can completely meet the taste of the diners, that dish is perfect for the diners."

Long Kunbao disagreed: "Not every diner can understand the beauty of food. It is too extreme to suit the taste of a single diner. A person's life energy is limited. If you spend too much energy pursuing the so-called ultimate, you will waste your life. How many people can it serve? The essence of food is to bring happiness to people after all. I still think that what we should do is to bring happiness to more people.”

"So you're more of a businessman."

Ou Zhaofeng shook his head disapprovingly, but suddenly sighed, and said in a complicated tone: "Your talent is better than mine. If you can devote yourself to studying cooking, your achievements will definitely be higher than what you are now."

Long Kunbao asked with a smile: "If Master Ou is willing to teach me the Man-Han Quanxi, I can consider retiring."

"You are so beautiful!"

Ou Zhaofeng snorted before he burst out laughing.

"Master Ou, I've finished cutting."

The cook put down the kitchen knife.

Hearing this, Ou Zhaofeng put down the thermos, got up and came to the case.

Zhao Gangsheng followed Long Kunbao, and they also moved closer to watch.

Picking up a piece of mussel, Ou Zhaofeng shook his head lightly and said, "It's a little thicker."

"Is this still thick? No matter how thin it is, it won't be brittle."

The chef couldn't help muttering.

"It is indeed a little thicker."

Long Kunbao also shivered, and explained: "The net meat weight of this clam should exceed four catties. It is considered an old clam, and the meat will be harder. It needs to be sliced ​​thinner to promote ripening. Shorten the watering time when boiling to ensure the taste.”

He is the boss of Lu Yulou, and the chef didn't dare to refute.

Smiling, Long Kunbao continued: "However, it's not bad to cut it like this. The main reason is that I have been talking to Master Ou, and he didn't have time to explain the follow-up steps clearly."

Hearing the words, the kitchen assistant felt a little embarrassed: "It's my fault that I didn't ask clearly."

Seeing this, Ou Zhaofeng stretched out his hand and patted Zhao Gangsheng: "Learn a little bit, do you think Master Long knows how to be a man? When you are a leader, you have to be like him! Dare to take responsibility."

Zhao Gangsheng nodded, but he muttered to himself: How to be a chef is the same as being a big brother, do you have to stand up for the younger brother?

Ou Zhaofeng threw the mussel slices back into the basin, and said with emotion: "Master Fei is better at knife skills. He has exquisite knife skills and knows how to eat."

Long Kunbao didn't refute this, but nodded and said, "Mr. Fei is indeed a wonderful person. You have chosen the right person by recommending him as a judge."

"I heard someone was praising me?"

Feinan hugged Xiaobai and walked into the kitchen with a smile.

"Eh? Master Fei, you came here as soon as I mentioned you."

Seeing Xiaobai, Ou Zhaofeng asked curiously, "Is this your young master?"

"I fuck my son."

Feinan shook Xiaobai: "Calling Uncle?"

Xiaobai looked at them, turned around abruptly, and buried his head in Feinan's arms.

"Huh? Not sensible."

"It's okay, children are shy!"

Ou Zhaofeng smiled and asked, "Why are you free to come here today?"

"Come here if you're hungry?"

Feinan asked with a smile, "Why did it just close down?"

"Prepare for the game with peace of mind!"

"Then you can also prepare while you are in business! Just stop for a month, it's very bad for Feng Shui!"

"That can't be helped. That Huang Rong can do anything. I'm afraid he'll make trouble, so I simply shut down the business. If I lose, the restaurant will be given to him, and I don't have to work hard anymore. If If I win, if I manage well, the customers will naturally come back."

Ou Zhaofeng said with a smile: "I have opened Manhanlou for decades, relying on the help of the neighbors around me. As long as I open, they will definitely come again."

"Don't worry, you will definitely win this time, I support you!"

Feinan patted him on the shoulder.

Ou Zhaofeng waved his hand and said, "You can just seek truth from facts, and I will win with integrity."

"Good! Backbone!"

Feinan smiled and said, "Then I won't be impolite, my emperor's tongue is very picky, master Ou, you have to work hard!"

"Imperial Tongue? Haha! Indeed, your tongue really deserves the title."

Ou Zhaofeng waved his hand, and said boldly: "Then I have to see, whether the Manchu banquet made by me, Ou Zhaofeng, can satisfy the taste of your emperor's tongue!"

"Let me first make a boiled geoduck for you to taste."

Picking up the kitchen knife, Ou Zhaofeng grabbed a geoduck again: "I haven't been in a good condition all day today, and the dishes I cook are always tasteless. Come and help me taste it to see what the problem is."

Hearing the sound of the clam meat being cut open by the blade, Long Kunbao also felt itchy for a moment, took a chef's uniform and put it on his body, and asked with a smile while tying it on: "Master Ou, can I borrow your pot and stove? "

"Want to try it out?"

Ou Zhaofeng looked at him provocatively, and laughed.

The two chefs started working at the same time, and the temperature in the kitchen increased by several degrees as the flames rose.

The light of the knife was shining, and the ingredients were flying, Zhao Gangsheng was dazzled for a moment, and he didn't know who to look at.

Feinan came to the table at the side, took a teacup familiarly, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, handed it to Xiaobai's mouth, and fed him a couple of sips.

After pouring himself a glass, Feinan suddenly heard the phone ring.

"Hey?"

After connecting, Xu Xi's voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm in Wan Chai, where are you?"

Calling up the map to look, Feinan found Xu Xi's location, which was not far from Manhan Tower.

After observing the cursors of ordinary people around him, and found nothing unusual, Feinan said, "Wait for me there, I'll be right over."

After hanging up the phone, Feinan put Xiaobai on the chair, leaned into his ear and told him, "You wait here for me. Godfather is going to do something, and he'll be back in a while."

Xiaobai nodded obediently.

"Hey, don't bite!"

Feinan rubbed his head, got up and said to the two busy masters, "Master Ou, Master Long, I'm going out for a while, and I'll be back later, please help me take care of the child, okay?"

"It's okay, you go!"

Master Ou said without turning his head, "I just made another soup, Ah Sheng, take good care of the children!"

Fei Nan walked out of Man Han Tower and walked straight towards Xu Xi's cursor.

Xu Xi was in a car beside the road, with the lights off, hiding in the dark shadows.

After knocking on the car window, Feinan opened the door and sat in, sniffing, and asked doubtfully, "Are you injured?"

"Ah."

Xu Xi said seriously: "We met the monster that destroyed 701, his name is Tu Beihuan."

"Tu Beihuan?"

Feinan narrowed his eyes, thoughtful.

(End of this chapter)