Sitting in the luxurious western restaurant at Wan Chai International Convention Center, what you eat is not important. What is important is to learn to order a cup of coffee and look at Victoria Bay in the distance and quietly pretend to be in a quiet place.

This is a place where elites from political and business circles often appear in the world of business.

Zhou Dong discovered that since Huailiangren walked into the Western Restaurant, he felt like a fish had returned to the sea, and even the gentlemanly smell on his body became much stronger.

Among the people who travelled with him, Zhou Aiguo, the guy who was prone to the head, always made the beautiful waitresses smile.

It was not until the chef of the Western restaurant came to salute Guan Dasheng respectfully and called "Shi Huai" the respectful title of "Shi Huai" that the waitress's smile became much more sincere.

"Qinxing is a place with clear hierarchy, and the island country has performed particularly strongly in this regard.

But even in China, lower-level chefs must maintain enough respect for the strong people in the industry."

Guan Dasheng's words were unanimously agreed by Yi Zhiyu, Huai Liangren and others. The old man seemed a little proud. He rinsed his mouth carefully with a cup of warm milk he had just called, then picked up a cup of pure water and drank it slowly.

“This is because in the hands of top chefs, whether it is a court feast or various cheap snacks, they can become delicious food.

Rich and powerful people and poor people can enjoy different foods, and in the face of food, they get fair.

Chefs like you and me can bring fairness to people in the world by relying on their craft, so they should be respected by the industry, which is what we deserve.”

"Yes, I agree with President Guan's words.

Lao Zhou, in fact, your biggest problem is that you have the ability of a top chef, but you have not adapted to the identity of a top chef.

After returning to this competition, the private hall will be opened, right? You will be the real chef Zhou at that time. You must not be too kind to the lower-level chefs, as it will only ruin your kitchen!"

Huai Liangren's words made Dong Qishen and Lu Luxin nodded silently. Only Zhou Aiguo was scared. He felt that the teacher was doing well now.

Zhou Dong frowned slightly: "President Guan, it's time for us to get into the topic..."

Everyone nodded and looked at Guan Dasheng.

It is around 9 a.m. Although it is only two hours before lunch starts, they all believe that with Zhou Dong's craftsmanship and insight, it is possible that Guan Dasheng can make the most authentic pork patty with the most authentic.

At the same time, I was curious about this kind of Xiangjiang cuisine that even Guan Dasheng said had been lost. I wanted to find out that if I could eat this lost food in Zhou Dong's hands, it would be even more perfect.

"Haha, people are just long-winded when they get older. Since that's the case, then you should get started soon."

Guan Dasheng smiled and said, "It is a fact that Shengjian meat cake rice has been lost. Even if I, the old man who is known as the "Living Fossil of Xiangjiang Food", does not know what the authentic recipe is.

The one that Master Xiao Zhou had eaten in Shatin only retained five points of the taste at most, but that was already claimed to be 'authentic', but in my opinion, haha..."

Dong Qishen frowned slightly and glanced at Guan Dasheng: "President Guan should have eaten the authentic Shengjian meat cake rice, right?"

"That's of course, otherwise I wouldn't have invited Master Xiao Zhou to come here.

Over the past few decades, I have also seen countless so-called "geniuses". Unfortunately, it is either a packaged traffic chef or an over-examination of ordinary qualifications.

Only Master Zhou’s skills amazed me. Although my old Poison Dragon has been a vicious tongue for life, my favorite thing is to put down the wrong person and criticize him badly, but I can’t bear to see Master Zhou make inauthentic meat patty rice, which will hinder his reputation?”

Guan Dasheng thought for a while and said, "Although I don't know the recipe for authentic meat patty rice, I can tell the taste of meat patty rice in my memory to Master Zhou. Maybe you can get some insights from it?"

Zhou Dong nodded: "Thank you then."

"Master Zhou doesn't have to be polite to me, the old man.

When it comes to the taste of authentic meat patty rice, we have to mention the origin of this delicacy. I believe you all know about Master Zhou, so the old man won’t go into details.

This delicacy can be said to be the "New Year's Eve dinner" for the poor in Xiangjiang back then, and it is also the "strong meal" for the male laborers of the family. It uses the simplest ingredients, but it makes delicious and nutritious food.

In fact, when it comes to the essence of ingredients, the meat patty rice is not inferior to that of the past, but why isn’t it authentic enough?”

Guan Dasheng paused slightly, took a sip of water and said, "In my opinion, it is because the current Shengjian meat cake rice lacks a 'human fireworks'!

The fireworks I mentioned were not the firewood pots of the past, nor were they the cooking technique of smoky and baking. This is a completely feeling and it is hard to describe.

Well, I heard that Xiao Yi, you are a professional in Kyoto. Your favorite is the famous Kyoto food "Bai Zhuihuo"?

Then you tell me, if you trace the root of the root, which one is the best braised and cooked in?

Or, which one is the most unforgettable braised firewood?

Is it the small intestine process in Kyoto, or the braised and boiled fire by Master Xiao Zhou later at Kyushu Dingshi?"

“This is…”

Everyone thought that Yizhiyu would highly recommend Zhou Dong's braised firewood, but he didn't expect that he fell into silence. After thinking for a long time, he said, "If it is about the present, of course, Zhou Dong's braised firewood is the most heart-wrenching.

Whether it is color, fragrance, or taste, it is simply impeccable and has no problems.

But......"

"Grandpa Yi, since he is impeccable and has no problems, isn't that the best? Why do you still say "but?"

Lin Qing, who was intentionally or unintentionally squeezed into the corner of the wall by the "gentleman" of Huailiang, was unfair to Zhou Dong.

For the sake of this braised fire, she wrote a poem. In her opinion, Zhou Dong’s braised fire is the best. I really don’t understand what Grandpa Yi has to pick on?

"Maybe it's because it's impeccable and has no problems, so it's the biggest problem..."

Yi Zhiyu shook his head with a wry smile: "I remember when I was a child, the sky bridge was not like this now. There were no rows of modern buildings, and there were lively shouts everywhere.

Some people play the show, some sing drum books, some say crosstalk, some play banners, some give up, and some get rid of oil...

I remember my father once took me to a bowl of braised and cooked fire at the overpass, and set up a stall next to the loess place where I was thrown. The inside of the big pot was steaming, but the outside of the big pot was dusty.

The table is torn, the stool has three legs, and there are fermented bean curd jars that are transformed from cracked cricket jars. Guests with heavy mouths can add them at will.

But the taste of the braised bowl is still unforgettable to me.

When it comes to color, fragrance and taste, it seems that it is not as impeccable as Zhou Dong’s made, and it is definitely not perfect, but it gives people a feeling of braised and burned. It should be like this. Is it the most authentic feeling?

Unfortunately, I went to the south with my father not long after. When I returned from my elders, I found that the overpass was no longer the overpass of the past, and the braised cooking stall had long disappeared.

Boy Zhou, I’m not saying that the braised cooked cook you made is not good enough. Maybe it was because my childhood memory gave this bowl of Tianqiao braised cooked with some extra points?"

"It's not because of the additional points. Xiaoyi, you can't forget the bowl of braised cooking back then. In fact, it is not entirely because of nostalgia, but because it has what I said - 'The fireworks in the world'!"

Zhou Aiguo suddenly wanted to laugh. He had heard that the Chinese metaphysics was prosperous. Today he saw what the world is. I wonder if African rustic cakes count?

However, looking at the serious expressions of the old men, the teacher seemed to agree with it, but he still didn't dare to laugh.

Dong Qishen nodded slowly and expressed his agreement: "President Guan said it well, the fireworks of the world are one of the highest realms that our generation of chefs pursue throughout their lives.

From ordinary braised and hot-fried meat cake rice, to the best masterpieces among the eight major cuisines, to the ancient dishes, all of which are like this.

A dish with the spirit of the world may not be the best, but if this spirit of the world is missing, it will never be the best.

But looking at China's diligent operation, how many people can really grasp the mystery?"

Huailiang nodded, "And as far as I know, the more simple foods like braised and roasted, fried meat cake rice, the harder it is to make the world's fireworks.

President Guan is the former Xiangjiang chef. I wonder if there is any specific and operational method?"

What is the fireworks of the world? Simply put, it means returning to the original world and returning to the original world. You must be down-to-earth!

Today, when all kinds of private dishes and high-end dinners are raging,

Top chefs are getting farther and farther away from ordinary consumers, and they are getting farther and farther away from the world.

Huai Liang, who is on the front line, is deeply touched by this. As his dishes become more and more exquisite and his honors are gained, he feels that his way of cooking is gradually drifting away.

After all, Guan Dasheng was once a person who had the title of "God Chef". Not to mention how he is, there is indeed something worth learning in cooking. He also sincerely asked for advice.

Dong Qishen looked at Zhou Dong secretly: "How can the Xiangjiang God Chef or something be as good as my teacher God Chef Hu?

The younger junior brother is most valued by his mentor. Could it be that he has never received any advice from his mentor to see through the fireworks in this world?

I'm afraid it's difficult. I remember my teacher once said, "If you don't have the energy in the world for the chef, how can you stay in the world?"

This is a level of cooking. It is dependent on enlightenment, not a cooking skill that can be mastered by talent and diligence..."

Guan Dasheng looked at everyone, and a look of pride flashed in his old eyes.

"The fireworks and fireworks in the world are a state of mind for chefs, and naturally there is no operational method.

However, if I only talk about the delicious dish of fried meat cake rice, I still have some experience, and I may not have no way to show this state through cooking skills.

Although it is still a stopgap plan of ignoring the roots and pursuing the end, it may help Master Xiao Zhou touch the edge of this state through this delicacy?

I just don’t know if Master Zhou is interested?”

Everyone was stunned. The "Poison Dragon King" is indeed well-known. He actually has this ability?

But looking at his smiling face, he seems to be unpredictable no matter how he looks. I am afraid he won’t express his experience easily?

Zhou Dong smiled faintly: "No matter how mysterious the state is at the end, it must be displayed through certain characteristics.

If I was not mistaken, President Guan should have summarized many of the characteristics of this delicacy, right?"

“Yes.”

Guan Dasheng smiled slightly: "Only people like me who have eaten authentic Shengjian meat cake rice and have a unique research on food can summarize these characteristics. Even if you go to the restaurant in Shatin a hundred times, I am afraid you can't summarize them."

Unless you can spend all your precious time studying cooking skills on making this fried meatloaf rice, and make it thousands or even tens of thousands of times, you may find some inspiration, but this is absolutely impossible.

A genius chef like you, I don’t know how many famous dishes or even ancient recipes need to be learned, so how can I spend all my time here?”

Zhou Dong smiled: "What President Guan said is so difficult, it's just that I want me to know that your experience is very valuable.

So it’s not that you can’t tell me, but that you will have certain conditions attached. Am I right?”

"I said that you are the genius who amazed me. Your silk ~ milk tea and pineapple bread made me convinced!
To be continued...