After ten years of training, Huang Xiaochu was able to make Bijian soup with confidence.
Even so, Huang Xiaochu was praised by his master for his spirituality, unlike the two Cai brothers, who had studied for more than 20 years.
But now, with just a piece of firewood, he has achieved the level that he could reach in ten years for the rest of his life.
Huang Xiaochu was a little doubtful about life for a while, so much so that he was speechless.
The fire goes out, the soup is ready, and Yu Sheng opens the lid of the pot.
Bai Gaoxing took a look and saw that the color of the soup was like blue water, and the refreshing fragrance hit his nostrils.
Only then did he realize that shopkeeper Ganqing had shocked Master Huang, "Okay, shopkeeper, you can do it as soon as you learn it."
Yu Sheng said proudly: "That's right, I am the man who wants to become the God of Cooking."
He called to Huang Xiaochu, "Old Huang, let's see how it goes?"
Huang Xiaochu was stunned until Yu Sheng called him twice before he came back to his senses, "Who did you learn this from?"
"Follow you." Yu Sheng patted Huang Xiaochu on the shoulder, "Old Huang, don't be discouraged. You know, not everyone is a genius."
Of course, the cold words "shameless" in my ears were ignored for the rest of my life.
When you live in this world, you will never feel shameless when you brag about yourself.
Of course, it’s mainly about face and there’s nothing to boast about.
Huang Xiaochu didn't believe in any genius. It didn't depend on talent, but on experience, and on success accumulated through continuous failures.
But what is the explanation for the pot of Bijian soup in front of him? Huang Xiaochu took a bite with a spoon. It was light and fragrant, and it was perfect.
"You must have cooked similar porridge!" Huang Xiaochu affirmed.
He refused to believe that he could live the rest of his life in one go, and maybe this was how the porridge of "The Only One in All Worlds" was cooked.
Seeing Huang Xiaochu's affirmative expression, Yu Sheng thought that bragging again would be too offensive to an honest person.
He then said: "You guessed it right, this is how we cook the vegetable soup in our inn."
"You know, you can save firewood in this way and you can practice it without even realizing it." Yu Sheng said.
Huang Xiaochu felt relieved, but the reason for saving firewood was ridiculous. The most indispensable thing in the wilderness was firewood.
"Then you are also a genius, you actually figured it out by yourself." Huang Xiaochu sighed.
After a few compliments and humility, everyone came out of the kitchen.
Yu Sheng's first success was not to attack Huang Xiaochu, but to promote his reputation as a talented chef and make Gui Yidao more difficult to reach.
After seeing Zhuang Zisheng and Cai Ming sitting on their seats, Yu Sheng was stunned. Zhuang Zisheng cupped his hands and said, "Shopkeeper Yu, long time no see."
Cai Ming quickly stood up and said, "Yu, shopkeeper Yu, it was my fault last time..."
Yu Sheng said: "What are you apologizing for? I was the one who beat you."
Cai Ming was embarrassed, Zhuang Zisheng smiled and said: "Then you apologize?"
"That's even more impossible." Yu Sheng said, "I was doing justice for heaven."
Cai Ming shrank, and Zhuang Zisheng hurriedly changed the subject. He congratulated Yu Sheng on being appointed as the commander of the Ghost Suppression Division and then praised Yu Sheng for the delicious mapo tofu.
His attitude towards Yu Sheng has changed a lot compared to the last time he was at the porridge stall. He is not flattering, but treats Yu Sheng as a person of equal status.
As Chu Sheng or Zhou Dafu said, Yangzhou City was headed by the Fourth Young Master and had its own circle.
Now the rest of my life is enough to change four to five.
After some more pleasantries, Yu Sheng saw that it was getting late. After saying goodbye to them, he stepped out of the Shangxin Building and met Lu Junyi from Abalone Restaurant.
Seeing Yu Sheng, Lu Junyi asked: "Is the salted fish here with you?"
The four people in Yu Sheng shook their heads, "No, lost it again?"
Lu Junyi nodded and stopped looking for it. "Just throw it away." He turned around and returned to the shop.
Ye Zigao said: "Yes, before we go back, that salted fish went back first."
"I was bullied by cats when I returned home," Fu Nan said.
"To return him after everything has happened is enough to show that this salted fish is a salted fish with dreams and ambitions." Yu Sheng said, "You all should learn from this."
"Then I will make the saltiest salted fish." Ye Zigao said, "Whoever dares to bite me will be killed by me."
As they walked on the street, thin drops of rain fell from the sky, and the wind brought a refreshing feeling.
Yu Sheng suddenly stopped and said, "Oh no, the cloth wrapped around my arm is still in Shangxinlou."
Only then did Ye Zigao and Fu Nan pay attention: "When will your arm get better?"
"Ouch, it hurts, it never heals." Yu Sheng pretended again.
"What a liar." Ye Zigao said, "Just now I swung my right arm very neatly."
Bai Gaoxing returned to Shangxinlou to pick up his things, leaving Yusheng to tell the two of them on the roadside, "No one is allowed to say that my arm is healed when I go back."
Just as Fu Nan was about to agree, Zi Zi Gao said: "What's the benefit of hiding it from you?"
"Yes, what are the benefits?" Fu Nan agreed.
"Hey, I'm the commander. You two don't want to do it anymore, right?" Yu Sheng said.
"If you want to threaten like this, I will tell your aunt when I get back." Ye Zigao said.
"Okay, let's do this. If there is a beautiful girl in the future, I will let it go to you." Yu Sheng said, he was ready to knock on a tree and hang himself on it.
"That's not necessary, anyway, you are no match for me with your appearance." When Yu Sheng threatened to deduct wages, Ye Zi raised his eyebrows and Yu Sheng immediately stopped talking.
"In this case, you go back and ask Li Chai to spend more time with me." Ye Zigao said.
"Who is Li guessing?" Yu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly said: "Okay, no problem."
By the lake outside the town, the Demonic Ghost, who was listening to the nagging of the Water Ghost, felt a little cold for no reason.
"What about me?" Fu Nan asked.
Yu Sheng patted him and said, "I have done you the greatest favor by advising you to leave Miss Chong'er."
"Why?" Fu Nan refused.
"You will understand later." Seeing Bai come back happily, Yu Sheng stood by the road and wrapped his arm around it, then hung it around his neck.
"Let's go back home." Yu Sheng said proudly.
They exited East Street and headed north along the east side of the road.
The slight rain did not disturb the mood of passers-by. Stalls were still lined up on both sides of the street, with food and drink, accompanied by the smoke of fireworks and the sound of shouting.
Stop and go, I will be curious about everything for the rest of my life.
When Yu Sheng stopped to look at the spices on the stall again, Ye Zi raised his head and said, "Hey, what a big breath."
"What?" The three people looked at him.
Ye Zigao pointed forward, "Look at how loud this tone is."
The three of them looked around and saw a large locust tree at the intersection of the street and alley in front of them. On the locust tree was a flag hanging with the words "The Most Authentic Mapo Tofu" written on it.
There are small words below the big words, "Ten yuan a piece, refuse to counter-offer."
There was a straw hut set up under the locust tree. Smoke came out of the hut. Guests came and went from time to time. It was obvious that business was booming.
"This is really loud." Yu Sheng said, "I don't even dare to put up an authentic sign, but he actually put up the most authentic one. Let's go and have a look."
The four of them lifted the grass curtain and went in. They saw that the interior was decorated like a roadside stall, with only three tables and a stove behind it.
There was a lot of work in the Shangxin Tower, and it was already past noon when everyone came out. Even so, the three tables in the shed were also full of people.
A stalwart figure was standing in front of the stove, working hard. An old man called to the four of them, "Sir, there are no seats available. Can you sit here?"
Looking along the fingers, I saw that it was a low table with four benches beside it.
The rich man wanted to go over and do it, but Yu Sheng held him back, "You are stupid, we are here to find trouble, you are so weak." He whispered.
Another customer came in behind and was blocked by the four of them.
Just as the person on the stove turned around to put Mapo Tofu on a plate, he saw four people blocking the way and shouted: "Sit down if you want to eat. If you don't want to eat, get out."
The four of them looked at her in shock, and then they were shocked again, "My dear mother, you are really authentic Mapo Tofu." Yu Sheng said.
The three of them nodded in agreement. This woman's face was pockmarked, so she was not an authentic Mapo or Tofu.