Chapter 50: The First Show of Ferocity "You have come to me to learn cooking, and you have found the right person, because I am the most outstanding graduate of the Huaxia Culinary Training Academy. I am proficient in the eight major cuisines of Sichuan, Shandong, Guangdong, Jiangsu, Fujian, Hunan, Anhui, and Zhejiang. I have also studied official cuisines such as Tan's cuisine, Confucius' cuisine, and Dongpo cuisine. However, you only have three months, so it is best for you to choose one or two cuisines."Tang Niu, who had a festive look on his face and looked like a fat boy next door, exuded confidence when he talked about his cooking skills. Since he escaped from Shaolin Temple and smuggled here, he has worked as a handyman in many restaurants, where the cooking skills of the head chefs were only so-so. Only Ou Zhaofeng from Manhan Building and Long Kunbao from Luyu Building could gain his recognition. But it's just recognition. Although Master Ou and Master Long’s cooking skills are good, they are still several points behind him. Even though the three of them had never competed in cooking skills, Tang Niu was absolutely sure that he could make dishes that were more delicious than theirs. He had this confidence... "Master Tang, I want to learn Cantonese cuisine." Zhu Wanfang was the first to make the choice. After all, she was a native of Hong Kong and was used to eating Hong Kong-style Cantonese cuisine. "Then I'll learn Sichuan cuisine." Guo Xiaozhen followed suit and made her choice.
In the minds of ordinary people, Sichuan cuisine is one of the representative cuisines that is heavy in oil and spicy. In fact, Sichuan cuisine is not all heavy in oil and spicy. Sichuan cuisine is divided into three factions, the Rong faction, the Yu faction and the Yan Bang faction. The really spicy one is actually the Jianghu cuisine of the Xiahe Gang, which is the Yu faction. Rong Pai is not that spicy, but for people who don’t like spicy food, it’s actually quite spicy! Xiaozhen can eat spicier food than Afang. When she eats noodles in a restaurant, she often adds several spoonfuls of chili. "So, what about you?" Tang Niu turned his head and looked at Cheng Long. “If I want to learn all of them, how much tuition do I need to pay?” Cheng Long is quite greedy and wants to learn a little bit of all the eight major cuisines. As for whether he can learn to be as good as Tang Niu, or even surpass his teacher, he doesn't care much. It’s best if you can learn it, but it doesn’t matter if you can’t. "Mr. Cheng, this is not a question of money. It takes a long time for a person to learn the eight major cuisines. I was sent to Shaolin when I was eight years old..." Tang Niu almost let the cat out of the bag by mistake, so he quickly corrected himself, "I studied at the Huaxia Culinary Training Institute for fifteen years to achieve what I have today. It's not that easy for you to learn everything!" "If you haven't taught me, how do you know I can't learn it?" Seeing Cheng Long being so ungrateful, Tang Niu said angrily, "Okay, okay, I'll teach you whatever you want to learn. But I'll make it clear in advance that every student in the crash course can only study with me for three months. Once the deadline is up, you'll pack up and leave immediately." "No problem, let's start, Master Tang!" Cheng Long urged confidently. His self-confidence comes from his comprehensively enhanced physical fitness. The energy transformed by the blood-sucking beads not only enhances physical fitness, but also spiritual and brain power. "Okay, let's start with the basics..." “If you want to master good cooking skills, you must be good at cutting vegetables. Otherwise, no matter how good the seasoning is, if the appearance is not up to standard, it will not be accepted by the public.” "Let me demonstrate first..." Chachacha—— A fresh cucumber was cut into thin slices of equal thickness by Tang Niu in a flash.
The two girls were stunned by what they saw. Cheng Long couldn't help but perk up and pay attention to every subtle movement of Tang Niu. After cutting two cucumbers in a row, Tang Niu finally put down the kitchen knife in his hand and said proudly, "I have seen it all. You must be steady, accurate and ruthless when cutting. You cannot hesitate. If you hesitate, you will lose. But my knife is sharpened very well. I will not be responsible if you cut your fingers." Zhu Wanfang: “…” Guo Xiaozhen: “…” Cheng Long silently picked up the kitchen knife and started practicing in silence. At first, Tang Niu's eyes were filled with a hint of sarcasm, and he thought Cheng Long was a master with low skills. In just three months, he wanted to learn the eight major cuisines, which was simply nonsense. One cuisine is enough! To learn cooking seriously, one has to work as a waiter for two years and chop wood for three years before one can work at the stove. It takes at least seven years to become a master! …… ten minutes later. Looking at Cheng Long who was cutting quickly, steadily and orderly, as if assisted by God, Tang Niu stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do. This guy is simply a monster, he couldn't even hold the knife properly just now, but now he can cut the radish into uniform and neat shreds. Is he the reincarnation of the God of Cookery? Impossible, absolutely impossible. I, Tang Niu, am the God of Cookery! No one knows how to cook better than me! Tang Niu, who was sent to the Shaolin kitchen to do odd jobs since he was a child, was upset and could not accept Cheng Long's monstrous growth rate. …… At noon. Cheng Long brought Afang and Xiaozhen and walked out of the crash course in cooking with a smile under Tang Niu's dull gaze. "Cousin, you have a great learning ability! You can remember everything the fat master says. In just two classes, you have learned how to cut, carve, prepare the side dishes and cook. You even know how to control the heat well..." Zhu Wanfang took her cousin's arm and walked downstairs, exclaiming in amazement, with little stars in her eyes. The same was true for Guo Xiaozhen, who was walking behind the two of them. If what attracted them to Cheng Long before was his figure, now it is his inner qualities. He has connotation, handsome face and figure. Who wouldn't love such a cousin! "Don't just praise me, go back and practice hard. I'm a lazy person. Even if I learn faster than you, I won't cook often. From now on, you will have to cook for our family." "Yeah, I'll study hard." "Me too." After bringing the two girls back to his residence, Cheng Long took a nap. During this time, Lei Zhilan didn't call him. I guess she had figured out his character, and she didn't go to the Lei Mansion because she had something to do. Therefore, Lei Zhilan would not call him unless necessary. At this time, she was most likely resting at home, or at Cheng Le'er's house. These two rich girls would spend time together whenever they had free time, or they would invite three or five sisters to play mahjong and live a comfortable life.
It's about three o'clock in the afternoon. Cheng Long drove to Mona's private casino. During this period, Mengna has been dealing with the mess left by Liu Yaozu. The businesses that were not profitable before were closed or sold, and the profitable but not profitable businesses were also sold in one go, leaving only a dozen prosperous shops and a casino. The prosperous shop can be used to collect rent and does not require any maintenance. Therefore, Mona usually comes here to take charge. It is said that many people want to come to the casino to make some money recently and cause a lot of trouble. "Mona, who is this...?" As soon as Cheng Long entered the casino office, he found a stern-faced, slim woman standing behind Mona, looking at him fiercely. "A Zhui! I went to the refugee camp a few days ago to recruit a bodyguard. She is quite skilled. Seven or eight strong men are no match for her. Moreover, she is a sharpshooter. She can shoot whatever she points at..." Mona particularly admired the female bodyguard she recruited. Except that she was a little thin and not as plump as her, she was quite good in other aspects and looked pure. "Refugee camp?" Cheng Long thought for a moment, then looked at Ah Zhui and said, "Have you ever been a killer in the Golden Triangle?" Ah Zhui's expression suddenly changed, and he subconsciously looked at Meng Na. Meng Na smiled and said seriously, "Ah Zhui, Long Ge's words are my words. No, they are more important than my words. If he asks, you must answer, and you cannot hide anything." Ah Zhui hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Mr. Long, I was indeed a killer before, but I have changed my career now. Sister Mengna gave me an identity and provided me with food and clothing. I will definitely protect her with my life and not let her get hurt in the slightest." (End of this chapter)