A large plate of golden stewed sausage was brought over. The three of them looked at it. They saw a small bowl in the middle of the plate, and half a bowl of golden seasoning was served in the bowl. Around the small bowl were crystal clear and white sashimi.

The pieces of silver-white fish fillets are arranged in an orderly manner, as thin as paper, very transparent and clear. Through the sashimi, you can directly see the porcelain-white bottom.

In addition, on the edge of the plate are green and fragrant flowers and leaves, plus purple-red fragrant flowers and spikes, yellow, white, green and purple, and the ingenious color combination also makes this dish more bright and eye-catching.

Sure enough, this golden jade sashimi really tests the skill of the knife. Whether it is the symmetrical size of the sashimi or the vegetable carvings that match it, they all pay great attention to the fine skill of the knife and do not have any errors.

There is no doubt that Yaoyun's swordsmanship is exquisite and meticulous, making the golden and jade sashimi look pleasing to the eye and beautiful. The color, fragrance, taste and shape are all three of them, and it is better to taste the specific taste.

After all, dishes are not about looking at the plate. You only need to make them well-prepared. No matter how fine the dishes are, as long as they taste not good, they are a failed work.

At this time, Yaoyun presented chopsticks and said looking forward to it: "Lapest, please try it and give me an evaluation."

"Haha, I'm not in a hurry." Mr. Gu Yue took the chopsticks and handed them to Fang Yuan, then smiled and said, "Yaoyun, I tasted it and said it was not good, but Master Fang's opinion is the key. If he thinks it is not good, he will not be dedicated to helping you."

"Hmm?" The others were stunned, confused.

"Lapard, what do you mean?" Yao Yun was a little confused, her eyes flashed across Fang Yuan, not understanding what was happening in her family that needed Fang Yuan's help.

Mr. Gu Yue did not answer, but just signaled: "Master Fang, try it and see how it tastes."

"Land Master, you should first..." Fang Yuan naturally refused, but he thought about what Mr. Gu Yue said before coming over to help his friend repair his birthday tomb. Or, Mr. Gu Yue's friend is Yao Yun's grandfather?

At the same time, Xiong Mao moved his throat and said with a smile: "Two, don't refuse. It's the same for anyone to taste it first, why not just join us."

"Good idea..." Fang Yuan agreed.

At this moment, the three of them were no longer pretentious. They raised their chopsticks, picked up a piece of sashimi, dipped it in a little golden seasoning, and then put it in their mouths and chewed it gently.

At this moment, Fang Yuan felt that the thin sashimi was very chewy, but not tough. It easily melted. Then a cold and indescribable delicious taste bloomed in his mouth. The taste was so wonderful that thousands of words finally turned into a few words.

"praise!"

"tasty!"

Fang Yuan and Xiong Mao gave a thumbs up and were sincerely amazed.

Yao Yun smiled with a reserved smile. She must be very happy in her heart. However, after seeing Mr. Gu Yue without any expression, she was a little anxious and asked quickly: "Mr., how is this golden jade sashimi?"

After a while, Mr. Gu Yue put down his chopsticks and praised: "Not bad."

"It's just good?" Yao Yun was not very satisfied and asked, "You always tell the truth. How many points can you give me?"

"Ten system..." Mr. Gu Yue smiled and said, "I'll give you nine points."

Nine points, this is already a very good result. However, Yao Yun was very unwilling to accept it and frowned and said, "Laby Mr., I heard from my father that he was in the past. When he was a teacher, you gave him tens, why did I only have nine points?"

Gu Yue smiled and Cihe said, "Yaoyun, are you sure you want me to tell you?"

"Wait, I'll think about it again..." Yaoyun hesitated. She naturally knew that if the dishes were flawed, the effect would be completely different if others pointed out and understood by themselves.

"What are you going to think about?"

At this moment, a tall and blessed middle-aged man quietly walked into the box. A cheerful smile appeared on his face and he shouted happily: "Late Master, it's been a long time since I saw you."

"Dad, you are here." Yaoyun hurriedly greeted her.

"Yes." The middle-aged man smiled, his eyes turned and he could see clearly. He raised his eyes and asked, "What did you do?"

"It's me." Yao Yun admitted frankly, and then resented: "I've done a good job, better than yesterday. For some reason, the layman only gave me nine points."

The middle-aged man pondered for a while, then smiled apologetically at Fang Yuan and others, then took the chopsticks and picked up the sashimi to taste. He chewed it for a while, then swallowed it into his stomach, and nodded, "That's right, it's nine points."

"Why?" Yao Yun was anxious and confused, "You gave me tens of them yesterday."

"Think about it yourself." The middle-aged man said solemnly: "If you can't think of it, you will deduct another point and only give eight points."

"What..." Yao Yun was shocked, and her thin eyebrows immediately clustered into a cluster.

While she was thinking hard, Gu Yue laughed and said, "Don't blame your children too hard. To be honest, you are not as good as her at her age."

"The problem is that when I was at her age, I didn't have so much material to let me squander and practice it." The middle-aged man explained, making sense. When he was young, the country was still in poverty and supplies were very scarce.

His skillful cooking skills are achieved by using limited ingredients and honing them bit by bit. Unlike now, the ingredients are very rich. As long as he is attentive and through a lot of practice, he can always master good cooking skills.

This is a fact. Mr. Gu Yue did not argue, but introduced it again: "Often, let me introduce it. This is Boss Xiong from Baihuiju, Quanzhou, and Master Fang..."

After pointing out the identities of the two, Gu Yue pointed to the middle-aged man again and said with a smile: "Zhang Pingchang, the boss of Xianyoufang, and the chief chef. He once became the chef of the state banquet through his relationship, but later he couldn't make it anymore and could only come back honestly to open a small restaurant."

"Oh, layman, you're hacking me again." Zhang Pingchang smiled bitterly and said, "Who said I couldn't make it? At that time, I was already the chef of the state banquet and was about to win the position of the chef. But my wife was about to give birth to her, so I could only come back obediently to take care of the children."

"Dad, I'm lying again. My mom said, you're back and I'll have a year later..." Zhang Yaoyun exposes it, smirking while pursing her lips.

"Sure enough, the girl's external minister has been turned out before she got married." Zhang Pingchang lamented and waved her hand: "Go to the kitchen and bring that jar of aged rice wine. I'll have two drinks with the layman."

"I understand." Zhang Yaoyun wrinkled her pretty nose, a little unhappy, but she still followed the instructions to get the wine.

As soon as Zhang Yaoyun left, Mr. Gu Yue whispered: "Often, how is your father doing now? Is it okay?"

"The body is pretty tough." Zhang Pingchang sighed softly: "I'm old and I love to think randomly. No matter how we persuade him, he just doesn't listen. You are here, just help me enlighten him so that he won't think about something unlucky all day long."

"Your father is eighty, and some ideas are understandable." Mr. Gu Yue whispered: "I think you don't go against his will and follow his heart. Maybe the effect will be better. After all, it's better to be loose."

"...This is true." Zhang Pingchang thoughtfully and nodded gently: "Anyway, I'll ask you, Mr.."

"It's not to ask me, but to ask Master Fang." Mr. Gu Yue smiled and said, "He is an expert and much better than me."

"He?" Zhang Pingchang was stunned, with a little doubt in his eyes.

Fang Yuan didn't think anything, but Mr. Gu Yue said unhappily: "What is your attitude? I miss you back from the state banquet hall because of your youth and was excluded. Why is the other Master Fang despised him because of his age? Thinking about Yao Yun, he is also young, but in terms of cooking skills, I'm afraid he is no less than you."

"Laby, I was wrong." Zhang Pingchang smiled embarrassedly and said in awkwardly: "I will punish myself three cups in a while and apologize to Master Fang."

"No need." Fang Yuan said openly and generously. Anyway, he came here this time because of the feelings of Mr. Gu Yue, and planned to repay the favor. As for what Zhang Pingchang's attitude was, as long as he was not too explicit, he would pretend that he hadn't seen it.

"What you want, it must be." Zhang Pingchang was very sincere: "The layman taught the right lesson. Not to mention that the layman would not cheat me. I just judge people by their appearance and have not yet understood Master Fang's background, so I just doubted it first. This is definitely wrong."

"What's wrong?" At the same time, Zhang Yaoyun came in with a jar of ten pounds and asked in a puzzled manner: "Are you talking about the dish I cook? Where is it wrong?"

"You have to think about this yourself." Zhang Pingchang smiled and said, "You should think about it slowly, but you have to pour wine for the guests first."

The waiter next to him was also very clever. He quickly took a few cups and placed them neatly on the table. It was a relatively retro wine glass with a wide mouth, like a bowl.

Zhang Yaoyun poured the wine carefully. A few cups were full. The wine was slightly yellow and there were some floating flocs. The fragrance swelled up to her face. It was indeed aged wine.

"I will do it first, and I will apologize to Master Fang." Zhang Pingchang raised his glass generously and drank a bowl directly.

"What crime is it for compensation?" Zhang Yaoyun was puzzled.

Fang Yuan smiled and raised his glass to accompany him. This is his personality. He respects others for one foot, and he returns for one foot. He is kind to others and does not take the initiative to cause trouble, so he will naturally not be afraid of trouble.

"Good, come again." Zhang Pingchang was very happy and signaled his children to pour wine again.

Zhang Yaoyun had added wine, but she advised her: "Drink less and pay attention to your liver..."

"I know, I know, don't worry, I'm responsible." Zhang Pingchang nodded while picking up a few sashimi, then put it in the wine bowl of Gu Yue's layman, and smiled and said, "Soak, let it be for two minutes, and it will be more flavorful."

"But..." Zhang Yaoyun hesitated: "Will this easily destroy the taste of the fish fillet?"

In an instant, Zhang Pingchang and Gu Yue looked at each other and smiled without saying a word, as if there was some mystery.
Chapter completed!