Chapter 1242 The food stinks (third update)
The man took the tray and sat down at a random table. He took a bite of the steamed bun and was stunned. The hesitation and helplessness in his heart was gone. Instead, a feeling of relaxation directly hit his whole limbs.
Another bite, the same thing, and a breath of turbid air from the body was also discharged. His eyes were surprised, and he only looked at Chai Yekuang: "How can this steamed bun have such an effect?"
Chai Yekuang smiled slightly: "A good chef should express his thoughts through food. I hope that people who eat my food will lighten their heavy hearts, throw away their unhappiness, and leave our store." It will be easy and happy to leave.”
Ouyang Mingyue said from the side: "Tell me, are my steamed buns worth the price?"
The old man thought of what he had just said, with a sly expression on his face: "It's great. You can still have this bite of food here, but people outside can't."
"Why can't we eat it outside?" Chai Yekuang asked.
"You can't cook food. If you cook it, it will stink." The old man said.
“The reason why it stinks is not because many people ignore the charm of food itself and only use it to achieve their own purposes.
So food also has feelings, food also resists.
My food may seem expensive, but the flour used in my steamed buns is rice flour that has been grown for fifty years.
The water I use is water with spiritual liquid added to it.
They know that I really bring out their charm, so I sell them expensively, and they don't mind at all, because it's actually not expensive.
The things in other stores seem cheap but ordinary, which does not bring out their charm, so they are disdainful for human consumption.
Unless someone can truly appreciate the charm of this food and make real delicacies, then these foods will no longer stink. The old man looked at Chai Yekuang, lowered his head and thought for a long time, and then said: "I am a chef. I always think that I can make the most delicious things in the world. I have forgotten why I am a chef."
I remember wanting to eat a bowl of rice porridge when I was a child, but no one made it for me. I thought that when I grew up, I would make rice porridge for many people. But when I grew up, as my status improved, I forgot my original intention, so My food will go bad.
I understand, I will rediscover my original intention, I will continue to hone my skills, and then cook food for everyone, thank you. ”
The old man looked at Chai Yekuang and Ouyang Mingyue: "Although I don't know where you are from, the words you said to me made me understand a lot, and I know how to do it."
After speaking, he looked at the kitchen aside: "Can I make a dish?"
"Okay." Chai Yekuang is not worried about the food he cooked being spoiled. Even if it is spoiled, it doesn't matter, as long as the person is willing to try it.
The man entered the kitchen and began to take out rice, peas, mung beans, red beans, lotus seeds, red dates, longan, kidney beans and peanuts and began to wash and boil them. Soon a fragrance came out.
Xiaofu's stomach suddenly growled: "I want to eat his eight-treasure porridge. I think I will never throw up if I eat his."
Although Leo was reluctant to let Xiaofu suffer, looking at her expression, Leo didn't say anything, but walked over: "Old man, give me a bowl of eight-treasure porridge first."
"Wait, just three more minutes. You don't have to ask me for it. I'll bring it to you later. You can taste it first." The old man was particularly excited.
(End of chapter)