Chapter 023 Make You Mouthful
"Chen Sanwei? Who is that?"
Chen Jiaming was still confused. When he reached the door, he suddenly stumbled.
etc!
Last name Chen? ?
Chen Sanwei???
Where has he heard this name before?!
"Fuck! Isn't this the name my dad always talks about?"
Chen Jiaming was shocked and confused.
And some numbness all over the body.
Dad just came to my dream...
"Could it be that the person outside the door is really our ancestor?!"
A cold voice came from outside the door, "It's me."
“…”
“…”
Chen Jiaming stood there, and the dream from a few days ago suddenly replayed in his mind.
There was an old man in my dream...
He always says it's his ancestor.
To teach him the cooking skills that have been passed down for hundreds of years.
What did he say at that time?
"Who wants to learn how to make soup from you? Dad, I'm learning cooking well now."
"Ancestor? I'm still your father!"
"If you have nothing to do, go and reincarnate as soon as possible, you are sick!"
In the customs of the older generation.
If you dream about dirty things, or a dead old person appears in your dream for no reason.
You have to scold them, and scold them harshly.
Scold them all away.
“…”
After reminiscing, Chen Jiaming squatted on the ground.
Covered his ears.
Is it too late for him to pretend he didn't hear it?
The knock on the door sounded again.
"I think you're right. Cooking skills aren't something you can learn with just a few words."
"I need to be taught step by step, so here I am."
“…”
Chen Jiaming really wanted to slap himself in the face for saying this.
Let you be rude!
Let you talk nonsense!
Make you not believe it!
In mid-air, Jiang Lin crossed his arms and watched the show.
If the ghost has no criminal record and the ghost messenger has enough credibility and can act as a guarantor, you can apply to take the ghost out temporarily.
When he came out, he spent a few points and bought a small prop from the mall.
It can allow Chen Sanwei to remain in the underworld for a long time and stay in the human world.
And it will not affect Chen Jiaming.
Compared to listening in dreams, it’s easier to learn by hand, right?
Since then.
Chen Jiaming lived a life of misery.
Under the influence of Chen Dahai, and through self-study online, Chen Jiaming has developed a certain level of cooking skills.
In addition, our ancestors taught us step by step with all their strength day and night.
After three days, Chen Jiaming finally learned how to make an authentic Chen family soup...
But compared with our ancestors.
This bowl of soup of his probably has only 30% to 40% of the power of his ancestor.
After tasting the cooking skills of his ancestors, Chen Jiaming had to admit it.
Maybe, probably.
His father didn't brag back then.
Because this bowl of Chen's soup is indeed famous all over the world!
After continuous innovation by our ancestors over the years.
This soup is indeed something that no ordinary chef can match.
"Well, I have some talent, so-so."
Chen Sanwei tasted it and stroked his beard.
"I heard from your dad that you are learning online now, and you think those people are better than me, Chen Jiatang."
"!!!"
Chen Jiaming's hazy sleepiness disappeared immediately, and he sat up in shock from his dying dream.
The old man continued, "Now I'll give you a small test. Go and open the store."
"Let the world judge whether my Chen Jia Tang can do it!"
Chen Jiaming said weakly: "...I haven't finished my apprenticeship yet."
Isn't it okay that he was wrong?
He is so weak, what if he dies?
Chen Sanwei glared at Chen Jiaming, who immediately became listless.
After three days of this devilish training, Chen Jiaming felt both in awe and fear of this ancestor.
This scene was also broadcast live by Jiang Lin.
He is looking forward to it too.
This culinary skill that has been passed down for hundreds of years, can it still make a splash in this era?
…
The next day.
After a night of rest, Chen Jiaming came to the store that had been closed for several days.
Then I contacted the food store and asked them to send over the necessary ingredients.
What he didn't expect was that the store was full as soon as it opened.
Among them, Jiang Yue took the lead with his grandfather.
Most of the people who came today are locals from Lincheng and live nearby.
Those who are far away are still watching.
After all, this is not just a dream, just a few words.
It sounds good to inherit the cooking skills from our ancestors, but is it that easy?
For example, now.
Jiang Lin's live broadcast room was not in operation, but there were many people posting comments on the screen, which has become the norm in the live broadcast room.
"Fellow Daoists, go and take a seat first. I'll be there later."
"Brothers, please tell me how it tastes after eating it."
"It's not that I don't believe in our ancestors' craftsmanship, it's just that it's only been a few days, fellow Taoists, go test the waters first."
"(Holding hands)"
"I'm already in the store, waiting for the soup to arrive."
After sending this message, Jiang Yue put away his phone and didn't dare let his grandfather watch the live broadcast room again.
The last time, I almost sent my grandfather away.
She looked around the store.
There were a lot of people in the store and Chen Jiaming was overwhelmed.
But the diners were not in a hurry. They waited quietly, checked their phones and looked at the backstage.
Jiang Yue understood that these might be the viewers who came here after watching the live broadcast.
If she greeted them now, she didn't know whether these netizens would respond.
“…”
The kitchen was bustling with activity.
Process the duck, ingredients, and cook the soup...
That’s right, what Chen Jiaming learned was how to make duck soup.
A very common sour radish and duck soup.
However, after being processed using the special techniques of our ancestors, the soup began to show its uniqueness.
At the beginning.
The diners were still able to sit still.
But gradually, the fragrance drifted out of the kitchen and filled the entire store.
"Table one, your soup."
Chen Jiaming brought out the first serving of soup and quickly returned to the kitchen.
Table number one is Jiang Yue's family.
Her house was nearby, so she was the first to arrive.
The soup was brought out with the bottom of the pot, and Jiang Yue carefully opened the lid.
In an instant.
The overbearing aroma of food rushed out of the pot.
Run straight out of the store.
Among them, a sour taste is the most noticeable.
It occupies diners' sense of smell and taste buds with a tough attitude, awakening the gluttony in their stomachs.
Saliva began to secrete unconsciously in the mouth.
"This this!"
Chiang Kai-shek's hands were shaking as he impatiently picked up the spoon and scooped a bowl of soup.
"Grandpa, be careful, it's hot!"
Jiang Yue had no time to stop it.
I saw my grandfather blew it twice and then took a breath urgently.
One bowl down.
Tears flashed in grandpa's eyes and a blush appeared on his face.
Sour radish and old duck soup has the effect of nourishing the stomach, stimulating appetite, and strengthening the body.
“That’s the taste!”
He has been drinking it for decades, that's right!
Moreover, the taste is even worse than what Chen Dahai made before.
The other diners in the restaurant were already unable to sit still.
"Boss, mine isn't ready yet?"
"Boss Chen, how long will it take?"
"Boss, can I have another one?"
No matter how much the people in the store ordered, Chen Jiaming would stop after making ten ducks.
"Boss, you are running a business without adequately preparing the ingredients!"
"Boss, can I make a reservation for tomorrow?"
"Buy a few hundred more ducks and we'll book the whole place for you!"
Hearing this, Chen Jiaming smiled bitterly.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to do it, it’s that his ancestors only allowed him to make ten ducks.
No matter what, good things are often limited.
Besides, he is still in the learning stage, so there is no need for him to spend all his time cooking.
It's just a small test at the moment to test his results.
"Looking like this, I should be able to pass the test, right?"
Thinking of the devilish methods of his ancestors, Chen Jiaming couldn't help but shudder.
Whether it was successful or not.
It depends on tomorrow.
…
(PS: Chen Jiaming learned to cook one dish at a time based on his cooking skills!)
