Daolin nodded seriously. He was 10,000% dedicated to things that would help him improve his cooking skills. After all, the improvement of his cooking skills meant the improvement of his cultivation.
Taishi Xingwei cleared his throat and said: "First of all, let me redefine the level of cooking skills for you. Of course, I am not talking about the small workers in the kitchen, such as preparing dishes, helping cooks, assistant chefs, and chefs."
"Real dishes are divided into three levels, namely ordinary food, spiritual food, and good fortune."
"When I was younger than you, I lived in a poor family. At that time, my family was so poor that we couldn't even eat one meal. Later, everyone in the family starved to death. I was rescued by the villagers and was given a hundred meals.
I grew up with family food.”
"At that time, I thought that when I grow up, I must be a cook and cook whatever I want. For this reason, I left my hometown and started traveling. I found many chefs and understood that every industry has its own
Competition in the industry, including chefs.”
"My last master was the original dean of Shijue Academy. He was also a warrior who loved cooking. He not only taught me to practice but also taught me his cooking skills."
"With the improvement of my cultivation, my cooking skills are also constantly improving. Soon the name of Taishi Xingwei has become famous in the culinary world. It can even be said that I have no opponent. In the God of Cooking competition held every ten years, I
Won the championship three times in a row.”
"It wasn't until the year I met my senior that he ended my record as the God of Cooking. With his 'Spring Scenery Beauty', he tortured me to pieces with a piece of green vegetables."
"I admire you, I admire you from the bottom of my heart. In the rest of the time, apart from performing my duties as the dean of Shijue College, I spent the rest of my time following your great grandfather. He taught me his ideas and combined all his ideas with me.
I share.”
"Later, I traveled to the mainland again. This time I left the Shenwu Empire and went to other empires. I found that your great-grandfather's idea was already being implemented by people in other empires."
"When I came back, I wanted to tell your great-grandfather the news, but he moved. Since I didn't ask my senior for his name, I couldn't find him."
"Then I said it later when we met. It wasn't until the end that I found out that my senior had passed away."
When Taishi Xingwei said this, his cloudy eyeballs began to turn red.
"The reason why I didn't give up my cooking skills is that I know that outside of the Shenwu Empire, other empires have already implemented the ideas of their predecessors. They have divided cuisine into three levels, which is what I just mentioned."
"Daolin, now you understand, the burden on your shoulders is very heavy, but don't worry, with my level and your great grandfather's legacy, you will definitely be able to step out of Shenwu, crush the chefs of other empires, and become the strongest
God of Cooking!”
Daolin was a little confused. Only then did he realize that being a cook also involves competition. Not only was there a cooking competition within the Shenwu Empire, there was also fierce competition outside the empire.
"When is the next MasterChef Competition?" Daolin asked seriously.
"On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival two years later!" Taishi Xingwei replied without any hesitation.
"So the year I was born happened to be the beginning of the MasterChef competition? Who won the championship that year?" Dowling asked.
"I don't know about the rest of the game. In short, their level is definitely not as good as mine." Taishi Xingwei said confidently.
"Please teach me how to cook!" Dolin suddenly fell to his knees and said in a deep voice.
"Get up quickly, haven't I already promised you?" Taishi Xingwei was surprised and quickly went to help Daolin.
Daolin broke free. He looked at Taishi Xingwei with bright eyes and said, "There is always a ceremony to become a disciple. I, Daolin, am willing to become your disciple!"
"Okay, okay! I will accept you as my disciple!" Taishi Xingwei burst into tears and Lian Sheng agreed.
"Daolin pays homage to the master!" Daolin kowtowed nine times solemnly before being helped up by Taishi Xingwei.
"Master, what do you mean by the spiritual and creation-level dishes you mentioned before?" Daolin asked in a studious manner.
"Spiritual dishes are generally a test of the chef's internal strength. Those who can make spiritual dishes are warriors. This is the method of your great-grandfather's philosophy, but it has become more mature in other empires."
"They don't need one hand to hold the spoon and another to transfer internal force. Instead, they have a special pot that most requires the chef to transfer internal force through the handle. Of course, the original concept is the same."
"What about the creation-level dishes?" Dolin continued to ask.
"The creation-level dishes are very demanding. Not only do they require the chef to be a highly skilled warrior, but the ingredients also need to be very precious."
"How precious?" Dorian asked puzzledly.
"I don't know, have you heard of spiritual beasts?" Taishi Xingwei said in a deep voice.
Dolin shook his head blankly upon hearing this.
"The Great Wilderness World is very large, and the Shenwu Empire is just one part of it. Even if the other four empires are added, it only occupies a corner of the Great Wilderness World."
"Many people think that the Shenwu Empire is the sky, and they just sit in a well and look at the sky."
"Some warriors know about other empires, just because they only have these few empires. They are just a mouse on the wall of the well."
"Stronger people know that this is a continent, so they think that the world is just a continent. In fact, they are just closer to the mouth of the well."
"I don't know how big the wilderness world is. You should explore it by yourself when you have the opportunity in the future. I can only tell you so much."
What Taishi Xingwei said completely overturned Daolin's world view. He was like the frog sitting in a well looking at the sky. The outside world is not as big as the mouth of the well.
"I will work hard!" Dolin's worldview did not collapse, he was still full of fighting spirit.
"Very good! I was still hesitant to tell you this before, but now I'm relieved. Your heart is strong enough. You have a long road ahead, and you can eventually reach the top by being down-to-earth."
"Let's get back to the topic, let me tell you why fried rice is different." Taishi Xingwei patted Daolin on the shoulder and said with a smile.
Dorian was all ears.
"Seasoning! You have to know that there are good and bad rice, and there is even the existence of spiritual rice. These are things for later. The dishes you make must be carefully selected, including the seasonings."
"The reason why my teacher's fried rice is delicious is because I use East China Sea sea salt, pure sea salt, not the commonly seen processed table salt."
"Some good seasonings can completely break the limits of a dish. Take the sea salt I used as an example. It was brought back from the East China Sea when I was traveling. It is not available here." Taishi Xingwei said with a smile.
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"Of course, I also have many, many other rare spices, which I carefully selected and brought back. The quantity is large enough for you to use. I will give them to you when the time comes."
Daolin looked at Taishi Xingwei gratefully, feeling warm in his heart. This old man with rosacea was the closest person to him in the world besides his father. This was a feeling of family affection.