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"Chinese cooking has always been said to be 'seven points of knife skill and three points of hot frying', and 'no dish can be cooked without a knife'!" Chen Ke taught us how to teach wealth: "That is to say, for a qualified chef, knife skills are the foundation. If you want to become
A good chef needs to have good knife skills!"[]
"I want to be the best chef in the world!" Chuan Fu's fat face was filled with red light.
"Then you have to have the best knife skills in the world!" Chen Ke did not criticize him, and said loudly: "You need to have the best sweat in the world!"
"I'm not afraid of hardship!" Chuanfu said excitedly.
"Okay, let's get started! To practice knife skills well, you must first choose a good kitchen knife!" Chen Ke was not fooling him. His first job after demobilization was as a chef, and he even went to a cooking school. Otherwise,
He didn't dare to cook with just his hands: "At this stage, the kitchen knives your father left behind are enough for you, so you can save this step."
"From today onwards, you will start to practice knife skills. It will take half a year to achieve a small level of knife skills." Chen Ke said: "Of course, we are in a special situation and cannot follow the steps step by step, so we will give you three opportunities to quickly master the skills every day... This way you can do both without wasting time."
Liu Lang, who was listening curiously on the side, thought about it and whispered to Wu Lang: "What does Third Brother mean, do you want this fat man to provide for our family's three meals?"
That morning, Cai Chuanfu began to practice air cutting. Chen Ke ordered him to stand in front of the empty pier with a T-step. He held the knife in his right hand, arranged the finger shape of his left hand, and then repeatedly raised and dropped the knife. At first, he felt very relaxed.
But as time went by, my arms became sore and I wanted to slow down.
Unexpectedly, Chen Sanlang, who was writing in the back room, heard the sound of the knife cutting the chopping board slow down, and said loudly: "Are you asleep? You were lazy on the first day, and you still want to be the best chef in the world?!"
"Yes..." Cai Chuanfu quickly speeded up and kept his voice steady.
After a whole morning of chopping, he was so tired that his back ached and his legs were cramped, but he didn't dare to relax for a moment, not only because Chen Ke knew how to scold, but also because he cut his finger when he was distracted...
At noon, Chen Ke called to stop, and Cai Chuanfu sat down on the ground, unable to lift his right arm.
"Let's take a rest. I'll make lunch." Chen Ke handed a glass of warm water to him.
"Master..." Chuanfu trembled and took a sip from the bamboo cup. He raised his head with tears in his eyes: "How can you give me salt water to drink?" The price of salt in the Song Dynasty was high, and ordinary people did not waste salt like this.
"Replenish your energy, idiot!" Chen Ke scolded in an old-fashioned way, and then began to skillfully wash and cook vegetables. Finally, he witnessed the legendary magical skill. Chuanfu's heart beat faster and his eyes widened, fearing that he would miss a scene.
After lunch, Chen Ke asked him to practice spooning again. Spooning required effort with his left hand and less effort with his right hand, which gave him no excuse to be lazy. By the evening, Chuanfu could not lift his arms and was completely exhausted.
This meal had to be cooked by Chen Ke again. He was very dissatisfied with this and said: "As the saying goes: 'Old yin and yang, young cook.' You can't be a chef if you don't have physical strength. Why are you so weak in physical strength? Start exercising with me from tomorrow!"
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"Yes, master..." Chuanfu was about to cry.
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So starting from the next day, when Mao hour came every day, Chen Ke took Cai Chuanfu and ran around the county three times. When he returned home, Chen Ke made breakfast. Chuanfu was not allowed to take any time off, so he had to go to the yard with an axe.
Chopping firewood...According to his unscrupulous master, this can not only exercise his arm strength, but also supplement the family income...The chopped firewood will be sent to the breakfast shop on the front street, and he must earn at least 20 yuan a day to have food.
Eating, euphemistically called killing two birds with one stone.
After dinner, he practiced knife skills in the morning and spooning in the afternoon. During lunch and dinner time, Chen Ke would teach him a few cooking techniques in different ways. This lasted for half a month before he started cutting waste paper. It started with a piece of paper, and gradually
It turned into two pieces of paper, and then turned into a pile of paper... Chen Ke did not have the virtue of cherishing writing paper as the ancients did. After he finished writing, Chuanfu cut the paper into shreds.
What's amazing is that Chen Ke's endless writing was able to match Cai Chuanfu's endless cutting. In one month, he copied five copies of "Guangyun", with the full text and annotations totaling 217,800
Eighty-six words, an average of more than 7,000 words written every day...and they are in large characters.
Seeing that his son's homework was not delayed, Chen Xiliang naturally gave up the idea of letting Cai Chuanfu leave. What satisfied him most was that after a month, Sanlang's temperament became more calm and he was no longer as impetuous as before. Learning calligraphy is to nourish the mind.
, the ancients never deceived me.
The only thing that makes people scratch their heads is that this month, just buying paper cost two thousand yuan... almost half a month's hard work. But seeing his son's progress, Chen Xiliang felt that everything was worth it.
In the second month, Chuanfu's hands were obviously stronger and more stable. Chen Ke began to teach him push cuts, jump cuts, upper slices, lower slices, various flower knives, splitting, chopping, chopping, etc...
He also took over all the cooking tasks and cooked every dish with all his heart.
Time passed like water, and in the blink of an eye, it was June. Chuanfu had been studying with Chen Ke for far longer than the expected month. However, the master did not say stop, so he remained silent and concentrated on completing his daily homework. Until one day
After finishing the meal, he put away the dishes and chopsticks, and Chen Ke seemed to say casually: "I have made a lot of progress in the past two months. The fried dishes have been served out."
"Haha..." Chuanfu smiled honestly, touched his obviously thin head and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Master."
"You silly boy..." Chen Xiliang said with a smile: "What Sanlang means is that you can go back and start business!"
"Ah...really, master?" Chuanfu said in disbelief.
"Don't be too happy too early." Chen Keke said seriously: "It's just that we can't always work for one person and eat for seven people, not to mention that my father is quitting his job at the dock..."
"How could it be seven people?" Rumor has it that there are only six of them.
"You are so good at eating, of course it counts as two." Liulang chuckled.
"Ahem..." Chuanfu smiled naively, and then heard Chen Ke say: "You have only learned a little bit about cooking. If you are complacent, you will only be a county cook for the rest of your life. You can't even go out to Meishan, let alone think about it.
Went to Bianliang."
"Yes." Chuanfu nodded heavily and said, "I will continue to learn from the master!"
"Business will get better and better in the future. You have to work from morning to night, so you don't have to come over," Chen Ke said with full confidence in Laifu's business: "I will come over when I have time..."
"Master, I've thought about it..." Although the two of them are ten years apart, in the two months since they got along, Chuanfu has regarded Chen Ke as a real master, and his tone is full of respect and love from the heart: "From now on, three meals a day
Cook the food and ask the waiter to bring it to you."
"No, no," Chen Xiliang shook his head repeatedly: "It will affect your business."
"I asked the waiter to deliver it earlier so as not to delay the business. This way, Master can save on cooking. Secondly," Chuanfu said sincerely, "The key is that Master and Master are growing up, so they need to eat better."
"..." When he said this, Chen Xiliang was a little tempted and said: "Then, let them go to your place to eat! Of course, they can't just eat for free. How much should it cost?"
"Master said this, which means I am an outsider." Chuanfu insisted: "Master has taught me all his cooking skills, and my children and grandchildren have benefited a lot from me. How much does it cost? If I still care about how much the master charges for meals.
, there is no conscience at all!”
"You have to save money when you are just starting out..." Chen Xiliang felt that Chen Ke was really good at judging people. If he accepted such an apprentice, he would not have to worry about food for the rest of his life.
"No matter how much you save, you won't miss a mouthful of rice from the master's house." Chuanfu said honestly, "Just shake the spoon a little and it will be enough for you to eat."
"I never saw it before..." Liu Lang said with wide eyes: "Brother Fu is so treacherous!"
"Let's play." Chen Ke patted Liu Lang on the cheek and said to Chuan Fu: "Just do what I said when you open the business. The first day will be free, then half price for the first ten days, then 30% off for the next twenty days. After one month, the price will be adjusted.
Don’t move until it’s 20% off.”
"Why not just set the price lower?" Chuanfu asked, scratching his head.
"Idiot," Chen Ke scolded: "Although you sell a dish for eight yuan and get a 20% discount for ten yuan, the price is the same, but the customer's perception is completely different... You think, when the customer sees the recipe
Come on, there are eight-dollar dishes and ten-dollar dishes, which one do you think is better?"
"Of course it's ten yuan."
"Yes, he will feel that this dish is more valuable, and when it is discounted, it seems like it is worth the money and he has earned it." Chen Ke said with a smile: "Unconsciously, he will order more more expensive dishes.
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"Master is so cunning." Chuanfu suddenly said: "Oh no, master is so wise."
"This is not cunning, it is just a normal business method." Chen Ke said seriously: "You must remember that only by operating with integrity can you last long, but you must also understand the psychology of your customers and operate with care, so that you can make more money."
"That's right." After hearing this, Chen Xiliang said with great admiration: "There is a saying in the art of war that victory can be won through righteousness and harmony. This is the truth."
"We will remember it." Chuanfu nodded seriously. Since he still had his wife at home, he talked for a while and then left.
The father and son sent him out and returned to the house. Chen Ke asked: "Dad, why do you suddenly want to change your career?" He only heard Chen Xiliang say that he was not going to work at the dock because he had money to eat.
"Do I only know how to push a cart?" Chen Xiliang laughed and said, "You kid, you look down on me so much!" Then he explained where he was going: "The summer grain will be harvested soon, and the county is hiring someone who can write and do math.
I am an accountant. I went to the county government to take the exam a while ago and I have been hired!"
"Yeah, that's such a happy event!" Erlang and Sanlang cheered together: "Dad can really hold it in, and he didn't say it until now!"
I want to report something that I'm sorry to everyone. I didn't get the monthly ticket award last month. Although the number of votes was enough, I didn't expect that there is a word limit, 55555...a thousand yuan. For a new book month person, that's it.
It’s just food money, asking for comfort, recommendation votes, collection, support...