And at this time, Chen Nian realized that he had not noticed just now. There were a few silk plum dishes on it when he clamped the pork. When he anxiously put the pork on the chopsticks into his mouth, he realized that there were actually plum dishes mixed.

Come in.

However, this does not affect the taste, but instead makes the taste even further.

Since the plum dishes were spread flat on top when they were steamed in the pot just now, the aroma of the meat continued to rise during the steaming process, and was then absorbed by all the thirsty plum dishes.

At the same time, after the plum blossoms were absorbed to saturation, the juice in the body overflowed and returned to the top of the meat. Therefore, under this bite, the dried plum blossoms were covered with a rich meat aroma.

The meat is covered with a faint purity of dried plums.

The two are combined with the seasonings that were just pickled. At this moment, the salty and fresh food will be moderate, and the fat and thin will be suitable.

Although white meat accounts for half, it turns into a stream at this moment, with a mellow fragrance and the joy of reunion for a long time, constantly surging on the tip of the tongue, fully blending with the carefully prepared ingredients, without distinction

each other.

Together, we build a net of interwoven deliciousness, and capture the old taste buds in just one moment.

"The meat eaters are despised, except for the meat-barred!"

Chen Nian couldn't help but admire his craftsmanship, just like he would be so handsome that he could not extricate himself from looking in the mirror every day. Chen Nian is now deeply impressed by his cooking skills.

But despite this, Chen Nian ate it while picking up the recipe in his mind and took a look. The plum vegetable buckle on it has only achieved 97%, which means there is still 3% room for improvement.

"Is it not perfect even if it's so delicious?" Chen Nian was a little puzzled.

In the past, he had not had a deep impression of Cantonese cuisine. If he put a few labels on it, it would be light, seafood, soup, porridge, and Fujianese.

However, since he came to Glory Hotel, Chen Nian has a new understanding of the dishes here. Although the overall taste is light, it still has an extremely large classification under Cantonese cuisine.

Moreover, there are many dishes with strong taste, which makes Chen Nian sigh that he can become one of the eight major cuisines. It is indeed well-deserved, and the title of Guangdong Foodie Province is not in vain.

Look at Mr. Qiao, he has similar expressions. However, compared to Chen Nian, the expression on Mr. Qiao's face is more pure. It is a pleasure for delicious food. He does not have so many insights, only respect and exploration of food.

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Then Chen Nian took a big mouthful of rice, but when he was eating the pork, the thick soup attached to the pork inevitably fell on the rice. After eating it, the rice was sweet and mellow.

The sweetness and the salty and freshness of the buckle form a very delicate balance.

Chen Nian was just a chef, and he couldn't think of too many gorgeous words to describe it, so there were only two words in his mind at this moment.

"Damn it! It's delicious!"

Although only one portion of plum vegetable stewed pork was left in the end, Mr. Qiao still cooked some vegetables. Moreover, because Mr. Qiao was old, even if he liked plum vegetable stewed pork, he could not eat too much, but only ate three or four.

After the slice, the chopsticks stopped, so the rest were all aged.

So I ate two bowls of rice with the plum vegetarian pork. In the end, I even poured out the soup in the plum vegetarian pork and stirred it and ate the third bowl of rice.

Think about it this way, the last time I ate it so delicious, it seemed that it was the time to make braised pork.

Sure enough, meat can bring happiness to people. If you can't bring it, it means that it is not delicious enough.

But just as Chen Nian finished the meal and was about to go to the kitchen to wash dishes and wash dishes, Mr. Qiao did not immediately return to the backyard room for a nap.

Instead, he just stood at the door and looked at Chen Nian.

"A Nian, I kind of want to retire."

Hearing this, Chen Nian couldn't help but stop the movements in his hand, and turned around in confusion to look at Mr. Qiao: "Master, why do you say that? You are still young now, and you have always been your favorite cooking.

Something is something?"

“Yes, I started working for people in the restaurant when I was a teenager. At first I just took the plates to clean it, and then went into the kitchen to wash vegetables, and then gradually cut vegetables and buy vegetables...

After more than ten years, I finally achieved the position of chef.

In the following decades, I often went to find some famous chefs to ask for advice and learned this way for decades.

Actually, I still didn't want to rest before today. Even if I had been standing for a long time, I couldn't move the spoon anymore, but I still wanted to stand in front of the stove and listen to the stinging sound of dishes when putting them in the pot, listen to the iron spoon and iron

The sound of the pot collision.”

Hearing this, Chen Nian couldn't help but nodded in agreement. These sounds are really addictive.

"But just when I was having dinner, I kept thinking that I have been doing what I like for so many years, and now I should do this as I am old."

"Yes." Chen Nian asked in confusion at this time, "Why do you want to retire, Master?"

"Actually, since I reached the age of 60, my bones often hurt. Sometimes when I sleep, sometimes when I am cloudy... Actually, I still wanted to cook and do it until I keep doing it.

I can't move until I move, but I thought about it again just now, A Nian, you have such a good talent, you can make it so delicious when you make plum vegetables and buckles for the first time. I can teach you all the skills and then what I want to do

When you do it, just do it. When you don’t want to do it, let A Nian do it."

"This way I won't be too tired, and I can live longer after I take care of my body."

Chen Nian looked at Mr. Qiao and thought that such an open-minded old man is rare now.

Nowadays, some people are either unwilling to be idle, even if they are inconvenient to their legs and feet, they want to go out and move, or they simply give up on those things and live a leisure life of walking in the park and playing cards downstairs every day.

"But it will take some time." Mr. Qiao added.

Chen Nian smiled indifferently and said, "This is all up to you, Master. Your apprentice will remember your kindness no matter when you are!"

For these masters who taught him, Chen Nian was sincerely willing to be filial to them. At first, he thought that Mr. Qiao was actually a pure businessman, and his son was the president of the chamber of commerce, so he must be very ruthless.

Here, as Mr. Qiao said before, a maid at the Guangrong Hotel has been sent to the mine to work as a coolie.

But after spending time together, Chen Nian felt that Mr. Qiao was not like this.

He is actually the kind of old man who has a very hard mouth but is actually very kind-hearted.

Therefore, Chen Nian couldn't help but wonder whether his previous man was sent to be his companionship with those black slaves.

But today Mr. Qiao revealed his feelings to himself, which also shows that Mr. Qiao admits that he is old.

Although I still like to cook and still don’t want to rest, I also see it clearly, knowing that if I live longer, I will have more opportunities to cook, because once a person dies, there will be nothing left.

After saying this, Mr. Qiao slowly walked through the backyard and returned to his room to rest.

Chen Nian looked at the back of Mr. Qiao walking towards the backyard and found that his master was indeed a little old, his back was a little hunched, and his legs were even a little sluggish when walking.

For a moment, Chen Nian's eyes suddenly became a little wet for some reason...

Is this the inheritance of the new and the old?

Then the sound of jingling bowls and plates colliding again in the kitchen.

...

In the afternoon, Mr. Qiao did not say anything about expressing his thoughts to Chen Nian at noon, but continued to cook.

But at about five or six o'clock, Chen Nian suddenly heard someone outside talking in English.

"Uncle, this is the Chinese restaurant I told you before. Last time my friend at the dock brought me here to eat it, it was so delicious! I have been missing the taste of this Chinese restaurant since that day, but I

I remember again that you are also a foodie, so I will take you here to try it this time.”

The two of them walked in as they spoke. Chen Nian looked at it with a fixed eye: "Good guy, isn't this David? I ate a lot when I came last time!"

Chen Nian still remembers this foreigner. After all, there are few foreigners here. Even if there are some Americans at the bottom, they are still some of the lower class. After all, the prices here are cheap, but more Americans are still more accustomed to their local food.

Even if I visit the restaurants of Han people, most of them go to some localized places.

After all, there are different countries and countries, and there are still some differences in diet.

"Mr. David, you are here!" Chen Nian said hello in English after seeing the other party.

David had already seen Chen Nian's English proficiency last time, at least much better than the Chinese on the dock. There is no problem with normal communication, and more importantly, Chen Nian can understand his accent.

"He can still speak English?" The man who was called uncle by David at the door looked at Chen Nian in surprise. After all, Chen Nian is still very young now.

“Yes, uncle, he speaks very good English.”

As he spoke, David began to introduce each other again.

"Hello, this is my second time here to have dinner, and this time I have brought my uncle from the foodie, whose name is Yule."

Then he immediately said, "Uncle Yule, this old man is the boss here, his name is..." Before he finished speaking, he suddenly thought that he didn't seem to know what the old man was called...

"Qiao Heyong." Chen Nian added at the right time.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Qiao, and this one is..."

As he said that, David got stuck again because he found that he didn't seem to know what Chen Nian was called.

“Aged.”

"Oh, Mr. Chen."

After the introduction, Yu Le looked at the two of them with anticipation, because he had already smelled the fragrance of the food at this time.

But when Chen Nian heard the name, he looked positive and then said tentatively: "Oyster?"

David obviously didn't know what Chen Nian was saying, because suddenly speaking the word oyster was like a code code.

But Yule quickly reacted after hearing this, and then showed a hint of disbelief: "Mr. Chen, how do you know that I had sold oysters in the first place?"

Chen Nian thought to himself that I didn’t know. I just said it casually after hearing your name. I didn’t know how to answer for a while. Chen Nian looked down after his eyes.

Yu Le also reacted at this time, looked at his hands, and suddenly said, "So that's how it is."
To be continued...