Hope suddenly appeared in the middle-aged man's eyes. He suddenly came to the bed and looked at Xiang Feng.
"You...are you serious?"
"Well, I don't have a job now anyway, so I won't lose anything by resting in the hospital, but you will have to bear the surgery fee and subsequent expenses."
There are too many victims now, not to mention that Xiang Feng is also a real victim in a strict sense and has the right to appeal for more compensation. He is not seriously injured now and will probably be discharged from the hospital in a while.
, I guess the cost won’t be too much.
I thought that if this huge sum of money came down, it would be almost a disaster for a driver's family pulling goods, but I never expected that the young man was so practical and didn't ask them for a penny more!
"Thank you! We are sorry for you! Tomorrow...tomorrow I will ask my daughter to take care of you! She is a very good cook! She cooks for you in different ways every day! I guarantee that you will recover quickly!"
The car owner was so moved that he burst into tears. He held Xiang Feng's hand and said thank you several times. He hurriedly left with the police, saying that he would immediately withdraw money to pay for the subsequent medical expenses.
"You should sleep a little longer. The impact of the injury to the back of the head on the body is still unknown. It's better to be cautious now."
While checking the instruments, the doctor told Xiang Feng that he indeed needed to rest, and he fell asleep again not long after.
When he woke up again, a vague figure and the rich aroma of chicken soup were the first to stimulate Xiang Feng's senses.
He opened his eyes with difficulty and saw a pretty little girl standing next to the bedside table, opening the thermos box, and the steaming hot chicken soup inside was emitting a delicious aroma.
The little girl also noticed that Xiang Feng was awake, and immediately filled a bowl of soup and walked to Xiang Feng's side.
"Are you awake? I am the driver's daughter. My father asked me to take care of you."
It's called care. In fact, according to Xiang Feng's injury, it is inevitable to hire a caregiver, but that will increase the cost, so it is most cost-effective to let family members bear this part of the labor.
The little girl looks about sixteen or seventeen years old. She is pretty and has two sweet dimples on her face. She is wearing a simple pullover and jeans. She has short hair that reaches her shoulders. Although her skin is not fair, it is very rosy and her eyes are shiny.
There was a searching look in his eyes.
"This is my father's fault. Don't take it too seriously. It's all an accident..."
Xiangfeng also nodded——
"Is everything okay now? Don't be too nervous. I won't blackmail you!"
After revealing the girl's purpose, she suddenly became a little embarrassed. She coughed twice in embarrassment and handed the steaming chicken soup to him.
“Drink it while it’s hot!”
At this time, Xiang Feng could clearly smell the fresh flavor in the soup bowl - his eyebrows were full of surprise.
"Is it coconut chicken soup?" He took another look at the quality of the soup. Although it is not perfect, it is still unique compared to ordinary home-cooked dishes. "It's very good. It's better than ordinary restaurants!"
"You also know how to cook?" The girl looked at Xiang Feng in surprise, "I studied at a chef technical school for a while...the teacher also said that I am quite talented...that's it..."
"What is it?" Xiang Feng also felt that his question was a bit abrupt, and immediately defended with some embarrassment, "Don't look at me like this, after all I am a professional chef..."
"Are you the chef?"
The girl looked sad and clutched her clothes——
"That's great... You must also like cooking, and you can still make some progress in this area..." With a sad expression, he said with a hint of vulnerability, "My dad thinks girls are losers, and he won't pay more for me to learn.
He also said that a woman can just cook and take care of the house...I also recently dropped out of school and was arranged to take care of you."
Her gloomy expression only lasted for a moment, and then she returned to her normal look.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Since you have such a high opinion of chicken soup, let's try it!"
The steaming coconut chicken soup exuded a sweet and delicious aroma. Xiang Feng took the soup bowl and took a sip. The moment the soup poured into his mouth, pictures and huge information suddenly appeared in his mind.
He almost dropped the spoon in his hand on the sheets.
The scene in front of me was of a girl chopping vegetables and ginger in a small kitchen. Even the order in which she put the ingredients into the pot was so clear.
Not only does the entire cooking process reappear in my mind, but even the ingredients of the soup and the amount of ingredients are clearly reflected in my consciousness.
[Whole chicken, 2 green coconuts, 2 slices of ginger, 1 shallot, 10 grams of cooking wine, 3 grams of salt, 1 gram of MSG]
It was clear that no one spoke, and the information that came to his mind was as if he was watching the girl finish the coconut chicken soup!
Seeing Xiang Feng holding the soup bowl in a daze for a long time, the girl stretched out her hand and waved it in front of him, feeling a little worried——
Is it a sequelae of the surgery? Did he really hit his head and go crazy?
"Are you OK?"
At this time, Xiang Feng came back to his senses in a daze, and the first thing he said was--
"When handling chicken, you need to pay more attention to your knife skills, and you need to consider the amount of coconut water. More is not always better..."
After saying this, Xiang Feng was stunned for a moment, and immediately started to explain, but the girl's suspicion got the better of him.
"You... you can know so much after just one taste?"
Xiang Feng was right. She did have these unavoidable problems when handling the ingredients. She was vaguely aware of them when she tasted the food, but it was impossible for her to be as thorough and aware as Xiang Feng.
And he only tasted it. How on earth could he think of so many things in one moment?
Xiang Feng didn't know how to explain the phenomenon just now, so he had to lie casually in a panic——
"I...I used to work in a restaurant that specializes in coconut chicken! I subconsciously..."
The girl looked at Xiang Feng up and down with suspicious eyes, and finally sighed, as if she admitted Xiang Feng's lame statement.
"Seeing that you still have the energy to find fault with my food, I feel relieved." She remembered something again, "My name is Li Jue, what about you? Which restaurant did you work in before?"
"I am Xiang Feng, before... before..."
He was also a little shy to speak up. Just now he was talking eloquently about her dishes, and the next second he was going to tell people that he had worked in many restaurants without getting a stable job, and he was so slapped in the face that he was really caught off guard!
When Li Jue saw Xiang Feng's embarrassed look, he knew that something must have happened that he was embarrassed to talk about, so he didn't ask any more questions.
"Then you drink first. I also made some other dishes. Do you want to try them together?"
Li Jue picked up a few more lunch boxes and opened them, including boss fish stewed with tofu, and red bean sprouts and yam stewed porridge. The quality of each dish was quite good, and just looking at it made people excited.
Xiang Feng had no choice but to suppress the surprise in his heart. He picked up the small bowl with vegetables in Li Jue's hand and ate one bite after another. However, the scene of Li Jue handling ingredients in the kitchen inevitably appeared in his mind, but he still suppressed his desire.
The impulse to open my mouth is to quickly pick up the rice.
To be honest, he was quite hungry when he woke up after sleeping for so long. Moreover, after studying cooking for so many years, he was rarely served like this. In his memory, the few times he was seriously ill, his junior sister made some simple soup and porridge for him.
, other than that, most of his memories are of cooking for diners by himself.
This kind of time is really rare, and he doesn't want to disturb Li Jue's interest because of his strange changes. It can be seen that she likes cooking very much, and he can't resist her kindness.
"I've eaten!" Xiang Feng was also very complimentary of Li Jue. He ate up all the soup before putting down his chopsticks, burped, took the hot tea from Li Jue, and slurped up.
I breathed a sigh of relief after eating it.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you..." Li Jue smiled happily, "It's good that you can eat happily. My dad is usually out running groceries, so I don't eat too much of the food I cook."
Li Jue seemed to think of sad things again——
"It would be great if he would finish the meal I cooked and change his mind... I also want to become a full-time chef..."
Seeing the dimness in the girl's eyes, Xiang Feng grabbed Li Jue's hand and wrapped his broad palm around the girl's delicate but powerful hand:
"Don't give up! If you really like this job, you should stick to it no matter what! You are really talented, and you will definitely gain something if you continue!"
Xiang Feng's words are sincere. Although Li Jue's skills are not top-notch, you can feel the chef's meticulousness and love for cooking from her dishes.
Li Jue was frightened by Xiang Feng's sudden move, but when he saw the young man's approving and encouraging eyes, he couldn't bear to push him away.
"Thank you, I will always remember your words, but...can you let go now?"
Xiang Feng suddenly realized that he was being abrupt, and he let go of his hand with a blushing face——
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to..."
Li Jue laughed out loud when he saw Xiang Feng's embarrassed look——
"What! You were obviously the one who made the first move, so how come you were the one who suffered the loss in the end?"
"I, I, I..."
"Okay, okay! It's not the feudal era anymore, what's wrong with shaking hands?"
The girl started to clear away the dishes, stacked the lunch boxes, and after arranging everything, she helped Xiang Feng arrange everything properly, and then left the ward with the lunch box in hand.
Lying on the hospital bed, Xiang Feng stared at the ceiling boredly, thinking about the strange feeling that came from the tip of his tongue when he tasted the dishes and the series of things that happened next, and fell into deep thought.
After being hit on the back of my head, my taste became so strange... Could it be some kind of illness?
However, it was too far-fetched to explain the series of strange phenomena he saw based on symptoms alone. This development, which was no different from super powers, had to remind Xiang Feng of the novel he had read before, in which the protagonist obtained the power by chance.
With super powers, he resolved the crisis and successfully saved the world...
No, no, no! I must be overthinking it! How could such a fantasy thing happen to a cook like him? Besides, what is the use of this super power?
After thinking about it, he didn't come up with a good result, but he felt that the wound on the back of his head began to hurt a little. Helplessly, Xiang Feng had no choice but to tuck the quilt in front of him to his shoulders, and then try his best to empty his mind, and soon there was a slight feeling of pain.
of snoring.
"Doctor...I...I really don't have any problem at all?"
A few days later, Xiang Feng finally recovered more than half under Li Jue's care, and gradually mastered the basic phenomena of that strange ability - first, as long as the tip of his tongue touches the dish itself, the cooking process will be reproduced in his mind no matter how many times he touches it.
Second, under the same conditions, the various detailed ingredients of the dish itself and even the specific dosage of ingredients will be accurately fed back to the mind.
He hadn't noticed the other specific functions, but just based on these two, Xiang Feng was sure that the car accident must have brought huge changes to his body. So much so that he didn't even dare to have a physical examination on the day he was discharged from the hospital.
Believe in the diagnostic report given by the doctor——
The female doctor looked at Xiang Feng in surprise, and then glanced at the report of various numerical values fed back by the instrument——
"You're very healthy! It's better to say that a healthy body like yours is rare among modern people...Why, do you still wish you would get sick more often?"
Xiangfeng shook his head like a rattle, his voice stuttering: "I'm not..."
He wanted to tell his experience, but he still couldn't believe such a mysterious thing, let alone these doctors who believed in scientism.
Stuttering until the end, he still said nothing——
The bandages were removed and the hospital clothes were changed. He was still the free and carefree Xiang Feng, but he had undergone substantial changes.
When settling the bill at the front desk of the hospital, the Li family came to express their gratitude to Xiang Feng. It was originally agreed that they would only need to pay for the surgery, but the driver still stuffed 800 yuan into Xiang Feng's hand, saying that he would have to compensate him no matter how much he spent.
one time.
Xiang Feng declined again and again, but still couldn't win over the man, and in the end he only took 400 yuan.
It's not that he isn't short of money, it's just that he is confident that with his own ability and the blessing of this superpower, he can find a suitable job soon.
In the end, Xiang Feng still overestimated himself and went to many restaurants. Either he could only apply for the job of washing dishes or his identity as a chef was not recognized at all.
It's a shame to say that although he has excellent cooking skills, he has learned cooking from a chef since he was a child and has never experienced any real professional training. Therefore, he has no certificates or certificates to show his rank, but most restaurants require it.
Judging from the chef's certificate, a wild man like him will either start at the lowest level or get out of the way.
It's not that Xiang Feng doesn't want to start from the lowest level, it's just that thinking of all the previous experiences, he no longer has any expectations and hopes of being able to get ahead.
In the end, there was really no other way. When he came to this neighborhood with his last hope, two contrasting restaurants stood here.
One is a modern restaurant with a strong sense of haute couture design. The sharp-edged appearance of the glass structure makes people feel very high-end and novel. The other side is a very traditional Chinese restaurant. You can see the traces of time, but it also reveals its refined heritage.
It can be said that it has a polarizing appearance, but it appears in the same neighborhood.
Just when Xiang Feng was hesitating which restaurant to go to first to apply for a job as a chef, there was a burst of fighting and scolding in the old restaurant——
"I am a useless waste now!!! My spooning hand will never recover!!"
A rich middle-aged male voice came out, followed by a woman's earnest persuasion——
"Old Zhang... there's no way you can continue to give up on yourself like this! If you cooperate with rehabilitation, maybe... maybe you can still..."
"The restaurant will be gone by the time I recover! As a chef without my dominant hand, where can I go? Where else can I go?!"
Then there was another sound of smashing - although Xiang Feng didn't know the specific situation, he at least knew that there was something wrong with the restaurant.
Originally, he was a little resistant to restaurants that were too high-end and modern. Now it seems that the situation in the old hotel is even more special. Maybe he still has a chance to fight for it.
Having made up his mind, Xiang Feng walked towards the old hotel.
As a result, as soon as he entered the inner hall, a chopstick holder flew past Xiang Feng's face, hit the wall, and was instantly smashed to pieces.
A man with a bandage on his right hand stood there with a red face, while another woman next to him was packing her things with a sad face.
The entire restaurant was empty, with not a single customer, and it looked extremely deserted and strange.
Seeing Xiang Feng intruding, the man with bandaged hands followed him like a shadow——
"What are you doing here? We don't have anything good to entertain you here!"
Just when Xiang Feng really didn't dare to say that he was applying for a job as a chef but couldn't find any good reason, his stomach suddenly rumbled. After a brief moment of embarrassment, the man just growled angrily and turned around.
Just went upstairs.
Wang Lan poured all the smashed things into the trash can and quickly came over with a smile on her face——
"Young man, what do you want to eat?"
"I...actually I..." Xiang Feng was just about to say something, but his stomach growled restlessly again. The young man could only blush and cover his stomach. The woman just smiled, but the enthusiasm on her face was not reduced by half.
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"Are you hungry? I'll get you a bowl of noodles. Just sit here!" Wang Lan pressed Xiang Feng's shoulders and pushed him into the seat, then walked into the back door of the kitchen.
Faced with the woman's sudden enthusiasm, Xiang Feng was too embarrassed to brush off her kindness, so he could only sit on the bench in the front hall and look around the restaurant.
The furnishings inside were quite high-end, and although he couldn't tell the meaning of each object, it was still antique. The plaque at the entrance of the hall had a few powerful characters written on it——
"Tongxiang Restaurant..."
He was reciting the name of the shop on the plaque, and while he was dazed, a steaming bowl of beef noodles was put on the table.
The mist of water floats on the red oil soup surface, the white radish reveals its tender body in the bone broth, and the green coriander is embellished among them. The large and wide noodles look full of toughness, and the tangy fragrance makes you appetite.
, the delicious and soft chunks of beef lay on the noodles without hesitation. Xiang Feng had eaten a lot of beef noodles outside, and it was indeed rare for a woman to be able to do this in a way that made people's eyes shine.
"Very authentic beef noodles!" Xiang Feng picked up the chopsticks and stirred the noodles. As expected, the noodles were as elastic as expected. He took a big bite and the spicy beef bone soup entered his mouth. The noodles immediately filled his mouth.
He also showed a satisfied smile, "Your craftsmanship is so good!"
"Thank you for the compliment!" Wang Lan was naturally happy when she heard someone praise her cooking skills, but thinking about the crisis her restaurant was about to face, her heart inevitably sank again, "It's a pity... I'm afraid it will be...
There is no place to display..."
Although Xiang Feng was not very good at reading faces, he still saw what he had seen before and the current situation of the restaurant. It was hard to say anything at this moment. At this moment, the woman took the lead and spoke -
"When Lao Zhang came to our restaurant, he was about the same age as you. I was also young at the time, and I cooked him a bowl of beef noodles. Later, he insisted on staying here as a cook. Then
It wasn’t until much later that I learned that he was the heir to the craftsmanship passed down by the country’s top chefs!”
When Wang Lan said this, her eyes were filled with nostalgia and a touch of warmth. Obviously, the past days were also an irreplaceable memory for her, but when she thought of the current situation, the woman's eyes became brighter.
The hair dimmed.
"If Bi Qian'en hadn't taken revenge, how could Lao Zhang be in this situation! After following him for so many years, Lao Zhang has learned nothing about his behavior. His ability to eat both inside and outside has increased a lot, and now he actually joins forces with an outside restaurant.
They are squeezing the business of our restaurant!" The woman sighed again, "This restaurant has been passed down by my ancestors for more than a hundred years, but now it has collapsed in my hands. How can I face the sacrifices of my ancestors?"
Xiang Feng also learned more or less about the current situation of this restaurant from the woman's words, but the woman just sore her nose silently, looked up at the sky, and swallowed back the tears that were about to overflow from her eyes——
"I'm sorry for letting you, an outsider, listen to my complaints..."
"It's okay! Boss, you are such a kind person. It's not too late for me to thank you. In fact, if you don't mind...I..."
"Wang Lan!! If you don't give me an explanation today! I will smash your restaurant to pieces!"
The clamor outside was in full swing, but Wang Lan's face also changed. There was a sense of resentment in the deep helplessness, and finally turned into a kind of despair and defeat.
"What's coming...there's still no way to escape it after all!"
A tall man stood at the door with a menacing look. It was obvious that the visitor was not a good person. Before Wang Lan could walk out, he stepped in with one foot. He looked around with disgust and then said in an extremely mocking tone.
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"I shouldn't believe your nonsense. I'll give it a little longer. The business isn't picking up right now. I wouldn't have to suffer so many losses if I closed the business earlier!"
With the facts in front of him, Wang Lan was unable to refute, but still unwilling to be forced to close down like this, she got up and prepared to deal with the rent collector again.
"This...isn't it true that the chef has not officially resumed work yet...please give me a little more time...wait until..."
"Bah! Grace, grace! How many times have I given grace? Besides, your chef who supports the facade has lost his usual hand!" As he said this, he looked at the signs of smashing everywhere, and he felt even more disdainful in his heart, "I
Speaking of boss, the cook has given up on himself. What’s the use of holding on? If you have such leisure, it’s better to prepare to move, so as not to be in a hurry!”
Wang Lan also looked very ugly: "You can say whatever you want to me, but don't involve Lao Zhang! I believe he can recover!"
"I'm too lazy to fight for you! Move out with your things within today, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"
The man snapped his fingers, and immediately a lot of people walked out of the cars parked outside, all with weapons in their hands, and each of them came menacingly.
"I...I really can't raise the money..."
The man seemed to be waiting for Wang Lan to say this - he laughed evilly: "It's okay if you don't pay me! Mortgage the things in your restaurant! I'll let you go for the time being!"
"No!" Wang Lan stood in front of the man, her eyes firm -
The restaurant is full of old objects that have been passed down from the Qing Dynasty. Every item is a priceless treasure. It would be a real loss if it was really taken away by this rent collector!
The man pushed the woman hard, and Wang Lan lost her center of gravity and fell backwards, and was supported by Xiang Feng.
"I told you to stop using your hands and feet here! Don't bully others too much!"
After all, the young man couldn't stand it anymore. Taking advantage of others' danger like this was indeed disgraceful. However, Wang Lan's debt to the land rent was indeed wrong, but it did not become a reason for them to be arrogant and domineering.
"It's you who owe the money! Boy... are you a faceless person?" The man obviously didn't take Xiang Feng seriously, "This restaurant has been closed for a long time because there is no chef, and the rent has not been paid. In the end, it is the victim.
It’s us who are the ones! Can’t you just say a few more words?”
Xiang Feng thought about what Wang Lan said before and knew that the restaurant was in a special situation now, and the proprietress was also kind-hearted. Anyway, he also meant it, so he shouted down - stretched out his hand to block Wang Lan:
"Who said there is no chef here! I am the applicant!"
"Are you a chef?" The man looked at Xiang Feng very suspiciously, and then at Wang Lan who was very surprised. He felt that the young man's identity was most likely forged, "Don't pretend to be fat!
Since you say you are a chef, you must be able to cook one or two specialty dishes, right? Prove it to me! Otherwise, I don’t believe this restaurant has the qualifications to continue operating!"
Xiang Feng was capable and naturally confident. He gave Wang Lan a look of relief and then confronted the man——
"Just do it! Just wait and see!"
Immediately, the two came to the kitchen, and Xiang Feng explained to Wang Lan while looking around the surroundings——
"Don't look at me like this... Actually... I just came in to ask if you were short of cooks..."
The shock on Wang Lan's face suddenly turned into ecstasy, and she held Xiang Feng's hand——
"Young man! You...are you really willing to work in our restaurant?"
You must know that chef Zhang Tiancheng, as a golden signature, is also very hands-on in his work. Apart from a few simple helpers, there are no outstanding chefs who can compete with Zhang Tiancheng. After Zhang Tiancheng's accident, the restaurant's employees moved to Biqian.
They almost broke up under the instigation of Zhang Tiancheng, and after he switched jobs to other restaurants, he also deliberately suppressed the restaurant. In addition, no one could stand Zhang Tiancheng's violent temper, so that Wang Lan has not recruited any new employees until now.
Although Xiang Feng did not agree immediately, he rolled up his sleeves and said——
“Just think of it as a thank you gift for your bowl of beef noodles!”
After saying that, Xiangfeng looked at the refrigerator in the kitchen. After opening it, there were various ingredients listed with various equipment and even some pickled or dried ingredients. It can be said that it is quite complete.
In the past, the restaurant often hosted large-scale banquets, and the ingredients in the cold storage were relatively complete and plentiful. Zhang Tiancheng was by no means a little chef who only stuck to a few special dishes. He could take care of everything from coordinating banquets to making exquisite side dishes. It can be seen that
Tongxiang Restaurant was also a very popular food destination during its heyday. Otherwise, it would not have such a large scale of cold storage and ingredients.
Xiang Feng simply glanced at the contents of the refrigerator and exclaimed——
"Did the uncle just now host a Man-Han banquet before?!"
The Manchu-Han banquet was originally a banquet made by Manchus and Han people when banquets were held in the palace of the Qing Dynasty. There were usually at least 108 kinds of dishes. The dishes were salty, sweet, meaty and vegetarian, with a wide range of materials and fine ingredients.
, all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas!
Although Xiang Feng had never been exposed to orthodox palace-style cooking training, he immediately retrieved dishes that met the requirements from his mind based on the tendencies of the ingredients and the stock of kitchen utensils he just saw in the kitchen.
Tongxiang Restaurant is such a large and well-established place, and the chef must be quite capable. However, Xiang Feng did not expect that Zhang Tiancheng was so capable. Not only did he have the skills to dominate the restaurant, but he could also host a banquet of this level.
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Wang Lan was shocked when Xiang Feng entered the kitchen. Instead of being surprised, he could calmly analyze the scale of the banquet hosted by Zhang Tiancheng before. He could even see the rules of the banquet. He was obviously not from a small place.
But as he said just now, he was probably a little cook who couldn't find a job and was trying his luck. How could he have such knowledge?
"You...how did you know?"
Wang Lan, who was overwhelmed with joy, finally regained her senses. Thinking of Bi Qian who had added insult to injury before, she couldn't help but become wary.
Today's young people...can't be gullible...There was a rip-off Bi Qian before, who knows if the young man who appears now might still be an evildoer with ulterior motives!
Xiang Feng also felt the change in Wang Lan's eyes, but didn't say anything more. He just took out a whole chicken from the refrigerator and a kitchen knife from the knife holder.
"Just call me Xiang Feng, and I'm not a bad person, although it's not very convincing..."