An excellent writer will accurately divide the hierarchy for the "foodies". The top foodies are four old men, Cai Chongjiu, and the Poison Dragon King. They are all high-ranking gourmets. Seven people are angry and eight are dissatisfied with the meal. This is the poisonous gourmet among the foodies. The chefs respect each other in person and curse behind their backs.

Middle-level foodies are the majority of ordinary diners represented by the Dragon God. With the increase of the "eating calendar", they can gradually distinguish the differences between food and general food and junk food, and gradually become pursuing. However, to become a top poisonous foodie, it depends on talent. If there is no natural sensitive tongue, it will basically be hopeless for life. This type of foodies is the cornerstone of foodies and the core customer that good chefs can become famous.

The lowest-level foodie is a "jump bucket" like Shang Qingxiong. This type of people are often gifted and able to eat what ordinary people cannot eat, and have an amazing appetite.

If you reach the level of a god-level foodie, you will be a cute little in the eyes of a chef. If all diners have such a meal, how happy will the chef's life be? I just sigh that this kind of person is hard to come by. If it weren't for a great opportunity, it would be extremely difficult to see.

Zhou Dong never expected that he would have the honor to meet a god-level foodie, and it was just a pair of male and female, a pair of male and female, and a pair of male and beautiful women, who would not be fat even if they eat too much, which made him in a very good mood. It’s a pity that there are too few foodies like this. If there are ten or eight pairs in Chudu, let alone anything else, the fat man and the Su brothers will become more confident!

"I will go back to the Jincheng Army District first, and after explaining what I have, I will go to Kyoto.

Chef Zhou, now I am beginning to understand why grandpa and father value you so much. When I heard that something happened to the plane you were on, I immediately transferred me to participate in the search and rescue. This is a matter of grandpa and father for the first time, and they are simply a bit suspicious of 'authorization'..."

The army and ships sailed through the wind and waves and gradually entered the waters of China.

As the separation is approaching, Shang Qingxiong is really reluctant to let go. He is a bucket of rice, but not a fool. Although he never asks for it, he also knows that the barbecue prepared by Zhou Dong is much better than dog shit. He still has this ability to distinguish.

"Haha, what do you understand?"

Looking back at Cheng Yuqi and Ruoxin who were standing by the side of the boat and chatting very well, Zhou Dong felt that his relationship with Shang Qingxiong seemed to be much closer.

After understanding Shang Qingxiong's identity, Zhou Dong was also secretly surprised, but soon he found that the more the children from such a big family, the less airs they had, and there was no barrier to communication. On the contrary, some children from wealthy families or officials from the official family always looked awesome. For example, Fan Mingren I met before, actually counted nothing compared to Shang Qingxiong. He really thought he was a tycoon when he made some scenes in the cooks.

"It is said that food is the most important thing for people. What is food? The most common food is the need for survival, and the higher one is the need for life. If you reach the level of grandpa and father, then it may be the need for life..."

Shang Qingxiong smiled and said, "You are so awesome in the information I have. I once used a bowl of porridge to extend the life of a centenarian for dozens of days, creating a medical miracle."

Zhou Dong did not respond this time. Shang Qingxiong's words reminded him of many awesome emperors in history. They were all wise and powerful when they were young, but when they were old, they all thought of seeking medical treatment. Xu Fu, and the "Immortal Masters" around Emperor Jiajing, seemed to have little reputation?

As if he saw his concerns, Shang Qingxiong patted his shoulder hard: "I know what you are thinking, but if you want me to tell me, you don't have to think too much.

You are a chef, and it is your job to make people eat well and eat enough, and it is no better than those bulls who can deceive people in history.

Besides, my grandfather is not the kind of person you are worried about. The old man is old, but he just wants to stay for a few more years to be useful, but he is definitely not comparable to those foolish guys in history. What he can't let go of is the disaster-stricken China, not for himself..."

Zhou Dong nodded: "I understand, ordinary people can see it too."

"It's good to know how to see it. By the way, I heard that you agreed to Cang Yanshan, saying that you would help him and Ling Zhenfeng at a critical moment?"

"That's what it means to be friends."

"It's a good friend... My Chef Zhou, are you so disgusted with an official body?

Do you know, how many chefs want to become a 'chef officer' after squeezing their heads?"

Seeing Zhou Dong laughing and not speaking, Shang Qingxiong shook his head and said, "Forget it, after all, everyone has their own ambitions.

To be honest, if you really value these things, I will look down on you anymore, and we will not be friends. Now I think you can be a friend."

"Making friends? I have very demanding on making friends..."

"Hey, what do you mean? Don't think it's great to let me have a full meal. You have high requirements for your friends. When will I lower my requirements for my friends?

You guys, I shouldn't know you!

Originally, I was the least picky about what I had to eat. I just wanted to make my stomach round everywhere, but after eating your wild boar, I felt that I couldn’t eat pork in the future!

This is not OK, Lao Zhou, I will go back to Kyoto in a week, you have to come over. Anyway, you have agreed to Cangyanshan, so the time is almost the same."

"I didn't say I was dead. At the beginning, Brother Cang just said that if he encountered difficulties, he would ask me for help. What's the agreement?"

"Don't worry, if I say he has difficulties, he will definitely have difficulties."

Zhou Dong: "..."

"That's all!" Shang Qingxiong waved his hand and refused to let Zhou Dong push it away again.

What a joke, many people think that he is never picky about food at a young age, and is the most unstoppable one. In fact, the whole world misunderstood him!

It’s not that he can’t tell the difference between good and bad, but he’s too lazy to score!

Let’s talk about the famous chefs in the Kyoto circle. Although this and that cuisine are good, they have not amazed him. Is it awesome to make high-quality food with the best ingredients? He thinks that at most it can be considered passing the passing line.

Since it is not amazing, there is no need to be obsessed with it. What's more, he developed in the military, and it's always right to be simple and cheap. This is the character he has established for many years!

But this roasted pork really amazed him. Although it was not all roasted by Zhou Dong himself, Shang Qingxiong, who had a good understanding of Kyoto skewers culture, knew clearly whether the roasted pork was delicious or not, it was the early pickling method. The 600-pound old wild boar could make him feel like a roasted suckling pig. This chef Zhou definitely had the means to turn decay into magic.

How could he continue to think about this kind of delicacy? He is a very busy person, not a big fool!

Shang Qingxiong is a little worried now. As the saying goes, "Once the vast sea of ​​water is hard to make water, and if you don't get rid of Zhou Dong, how can you live your life after returning to the military district? If you don't do it well, it will affect your appetite. The famous "god-level rice bucket" will be lost!

What's up, this guy is begging for nothing, and he doesn't look like a child of a businessman?

Zhou Dong shook his head and smiled bitterly. There was still something wrong with Jiuzhou Dingshi, so how could he throw it away? But he really agreed to Cang Yanshan and Ling Zhenfeng at the beginning, and it was really hard to repent.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Let's talk about it, I have promised Brother Cang that the newly brewed 'Yuhuchun' should be used evenly at that national banquet. How many days will it take for the wine to be released from the cellar..."

"What did you just say?

Yuhuchun!”
Chapter completed!