"Try it?" Su Zifang brought the dinner plate to the table.

Mu Lu couldn't wait to hold the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

The crisp sound of "click, click" spread along the alveolar to the ear canal, producing a pleasant sensation like chewing potato chips, which made Mu Lu fall into intoxication.

After a few mouthfuls, Mu Lu suddenly looked suffocated.

"What's wrong?" Su Zixin had a bad feeling in his head.

"Well, the taste is okay." Mu Lu swallowed the meat slices in his mouth, his eyes a little wandering, "It's just that when you eat it, you think it doesn't taste like that."

Su Zi was stabbed in the chest*1.

Seeing Su Zifang's expressionless expression, Mu Lu continued: "And this juice, it doesn't taste right. It's the same as the sweet and sour pork ribs I ate yesterday. It's not that authentic."

Su Zi was stabbed in the chest*2.

"Yes, I remembered it. It tastes like sweet and sour pork, not pot-wrapped pork at all."

Su Zi was stabbed in the chest*10086.

k.o!

Su Zifang stood next to Mu Lu with an expressionless face, feeling desolate in his heart. It seemed that he had really failed when a Northeast Banker complained about his hotpot meat.

It seems that the system is right, doing this will really make diners furious.

"Oh, by the way, Boss Su, the rice dumplings you cook are not as delicious as those made in the cafeteria of Jingling University."

"What?"

Su Zifang's face was full of dissatisfaction when he heard that the food he cooked was not as good as the university cafeteria.

As we all know, university cafeteria cuisine, as a magical cuisine independent of the eight major cuisines, has always been designed to innovate and challenge tradition.

In recent years, not only have dark dishes such as stir-fried meat with five-nut mooncakes, grape corn soup, and orange braised pork ribs been introduced, but also the Parkinson's Dianshao cooking method, which combines Xingyi, drunken fist, and Dianshao, has been invented.

There are signs of development towards the traditional chef world.

If Su Zifang gave up before because his Guobao Pork was criticized by an authentic Northeastern silver, then learning that his craftsmanship was not as good as the dishes produced in the university cafeteria completely inspired him to defend his dignity as a chef.

Determination.

"I do not believe."

"I'm not lying to you. It's just at Jingling University. You'll know after you've eaten it once. It's such an authentic Guobao Pork. I may not be able to eat it as delicious even in Harbin!"

"Which window?" After hearing what Mu Lu said so confidently, Su Zifang also had some doubts. Is it true that there is a great god hidden in Jinling University? It seems that he wants to visit the chef if he has time.

"The third canteen, second floor, Zhao Ji Xiaochao." Mu Lu remembers it very well.

"Pack it up. Boss Lu has something else to do, so I'll go over first."

After watching Mu Lu return home, Su Zi put it on the stove and took another bite of the sauce at the bottom of the pot.

"This sweet and sour flavor is pretty good, isn't it?"

After a few seconds of silence, he began to wash the pot with his head down.

When I made Guobao Pork, I made the sweet and sour sauce subconsciously, but it still tasted like sweet and sour pork. No wonder the system listed his sweet and sour pork on the menu, and the sweet and sour pork ribs, which are also sweet and sour dishes.

It was a disaster.

"It would be great if I could improve my cooking skills quickly." Su Zifang muttered softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a mission pop-up window popped up in front of him.

[Task: Ask the host to upgrade his cooking skills to an advanced level within one year. Current specialization: cooking skills (elementary: 133/1000). Mission reward: an S-level dish. 】

It actually went up!

Su Zifang remembered that before the banquet for everyone in Xile Street, his specialization was only 129 points, but now it had increased to 133. When he thought about the steamed seabass that he was rated as B-level, he understood clearly.

It seems that as long as you complete 250 plates of B-level cooking, you can be promoted to intermediate cooking skills.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that the task is not difficult to complete. Su Zi sat down on the stove with the washed pot happily, wiped his hands and started to think about what the S-level dish would be, Buddha jumping over the wall? Boiled cabbage? Or eight-treasure gourd duck?

?

Several dishes that Jia Xibei had mentioned countless times appeared in Su Zifang's mind.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something and opened the system interface: "Isn't there any instructional video? I think other systems will provide it."

【Recipe function is open.】

After a brief prompt, the icon of an ancient book sealed with thread slowly appeared on the system interface.

[Task: Ask the host to complete the specified cooking according to the teaching video provided by the system. A rating of b or above is considered as completing the task and you can enter the next stage. Current task cooking: Wensi Tofu. Task reward: Achievements in Diligence and Inquiry, 50 points in culinary expertise

.]

[Congratulations to the host for getting the recipe: Wensi Tofu]

Excited!

excited!!

Su Zifang's mind went blank.

Wensi Tofu is a famous dish of Huaiyang cuisine. It requires strict selection of ingredients, meticulous preparation, and extremely high requirements for knife skills.

Because it is so famous, many people think it is Dacheng cuisine that embodies the exquisiteness and lightness of Huaiyang cuisine. Even Huaiyang cuisine restaurants opened in other places must have Wensi tofu as the highlight of the restaurant, otherwise they will be kicked out

He was so kicked that no one in his family recognized him.

The first time Su Zifang saw Wensi Tofu, he was so excited that he almost turned around 360 degrees and knelt down, hugging his head and crying.

The system finally found its conscience and gave him a dish on the table.

But when he saw the task requirements, his excitement disappeared within a few seconds, and even became boring, and he felt a little regretful...

The system's recipe function is to complete one before proceeding to the next. It is very similar to the boss level set in the game. After defeating one, another one will appear.

However, he knew very well that his knife skills were definitely not even E-level in the eyes of the system. If he wanted to make a B-level Wensi Tofu, the difficulty would be about the same as getting into Tsinghua University and Peking University without reviewing or reading.

For a moment, Su Zifang felt that he might be like the legendary Shilipo Sword God, practicing to death in the novice mission of Wensi Tofu.

"well……"

After letting out a long sigh, Su Zifang still couldn't help but open the recipe page.

"Even if you can't complete the task, it's still great to study." He comforted himself quietly in his heart.

The layout of the recipe page is somewhat like the skill page of other games. On the left is a list of recipe names. The border of Wensi Tofu is wrapped in orange. If there are no accidents, it should be an S-level dish. The right side is divided into two columns.

Above are the cooking instructions with pictures and texts, describing how to make Wensi Tofu, and a loading video; below is the current highest level and system comment column, because Su Zifang has not cooked Wensi Tofu yet, so it is empty.

After quickly browsing through the cooking steps of Wensi Tofu, Su Zifang felt that it was not much different from what he saw on Baidu Encyclopedia. However, the pictures were much more detailed, with many close-ups and even partial details, which restored the knife skills and hanging techniques.

The movements of every detail of the soup.

Thinking that nothing happened anyway, Su Zifang decided to open the video that had just been loaded and investigate to see what was different about the video.

Su Zifang pressed the play button on the screen, and the surrounding environment gradually darkened as the video opened. The scenery around him also changed from a kitchen where food was silent to a strange place. With red walls and green tiles, surrounded by green bamboo,

The plaque with the name Tianning Temple slowly faded in front of his eyes, and the slow and low sound of chanting, accompanied by the rhythmic sound of bells, wooden fish and bells, floated into his ears.
Chapter completed!