The dishes were ready, and everyone began to eat.
Little Chef Huang's cooking skills were quite good.
At least from the color, it was very appetizing.
"Old Master, please. Try it and see if it suits your taste.”
It had to be said that these young people.
He was still very polite.
At least if Zhang Mo didn't eat, they wouldn't be hungry.
They were all waiting obediently.
"Wow, Teacher Huang is showing off her culinary skills. I'm looking forward to Old Master's comments!”
"It looks delicious. I'm hungry.”
"Fortunately, I was prepared. Instant noodles and sausages!”
"Looking at the old master's expression, it doesn't suit my taste?”
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Huang Little Chef's dishes were also a big attraction.
Every time he saw the guests, they would look satisfied after eating.
The netizens were also very curious about whether it was really that delicious.
They hoped that the old man would give them an answer.
"Ahem, Xiao Huang, it looks okay, but it's okay to eat.”
C-passable?
"Hahahaha, Little Chef Huang has been dealt a blow.”
"Old Master, I didn't do it on purpose.”
"Passable? Hahahaha, these words were quite hurtful.”
"Old Master is too picky, isn't he?”
"Yeah, Teacher Huang's cooking is good enough.”
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As a modern netizen, he always liked to argue about something.
express one's opinion
As soon as Old Master Zhang said that, many people were dissatisfied.
Although they had never eaten it before, they were extremely confident.
She felt that Little Chef Huang's dishes were delicious, but the old man was too pretentious.
Chef Huang himself was also a little shocked.
"Goldie, I'm not saying that your cooking isn't delicious. It's just that you didn't grasp the degree. The processing of wild boar meat isn't that simple.”
"Old Master, please go ahead."
Hearing the old man's words, Chef Huang's interest was piqued.
The netizens didn't know, but he knew very well.
He had indeed not handled the wild boar meat that the old man had brought well.
From the looks of it, the old man should have a better idea.
"It's coming, it's coming. The old master is about to start!”
"Hmph, I want to see what the old man can say!”
"That's right. Teacher Huang has a certain level of skill when it comes to cooking.”
"I admit that Old Master is very outstanding, but you can't be so demoralizing.”
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The netizens were in an uproar, but Zhang Mo didn't know.
With a wave of his hand, Ah Nu ran out of the door.
"Go, bring me the recipe book that Little Yuan gave me.”
Little Yuan, recipes?
Could it be that Old Master Zhang really knew how to eat?
While everyone was puzzled, Ah Nu quickly returned.
He had an ancient recipe book in his mouth.
It was called Suiyuan Food List, signed by Yuan Mei.
"Xiao Huang, since you like cooking, I'll give this to you. It records the cooking methods of many dishes. If you learn one or two dishes, you can go out and become a head chef.”
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Was it that magical?
If he could master one or two dishes, he could become a head chef.
"Are you lying?"
"That's right, Old Master. It's too exaggerated.”
"Yuan Mei? What a familiar name."
"Brothers, I'll go check the information!”
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The four of them were as confused as the thousands of netizens.
Little Chef Huang took the menu. He also found the author's name familiar.
Peng Peng couldn't help but take out his phone and search on the browser.
Then, he was stunned.
"M-Master, y-you should come and see for yourself.”
Hiss!
When Chef Huang saw this, he gasped.
He knew it. Why did it look so familiar?
"Old, old man, the person you're talking about is a scholar from the Qing Dynasty, Yuan Mei, Yuan Zicai?？？”
"Oh, it's him. Why? I thought he was very famous. Sigh, back then, this guy used his articles to expose the darkness of the country and even said that he wanted to leave his name in history. I didn't expect that none of you knew him.”
The old man reminisced about Little Yuan.
The live broadcast room was in an uproar.
"F * ck! He found out that Yuan Mei was a poet and essayist from the Qing Dynasty!”
"I found it too! This fellow had written more than 4,000 poems in his lifetime!”
"Really? Old Master, you look like you're at most in your sixties. You know people from the Qing Dynasty?”
"Yeah, this is too ridiculous!”
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The bullet screen exploded. No one had expected this.
The Little Yuan that the old man was talking about was actually a great poet of the Qing Dynasty.
"Dear viewers, let me tell you something. This Yuan Mei is a poet from the Qing Dynasty in our country. He was an official, designed gardens, wrote recipes, and was a gourmet. Basically, he can be considered an all-rounder.”
Huang Little Chef came back to his senses. He knew that many netizens didn't know who Yuan Mei was.
He tried his best to explain the situation to everyone.
Unexpectedly, when the old man heard this, he snorted unhappily.
"Hmph, what all-rounder? He's not good at being an official, and he's not famous for writing poems. Other than his love for food, he's nothing special.”
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Just, just this?
According to the records, he was a great poet of the Qing Dynasty.
He was an official and had even presided over the Jiangnan Juren examination during the Qing Dynasty.
As a poet, he had written more than 4,000 ancient poems and essays in his life.
As a gourmet, he was the one who wrote the " Food List of the Garden " in Chef Huang's hands.
Back then, it was even widely promoted by foreign media.
It was known as the most practical book to improve one's culinary skills.
In the old master's mouth, it was love. A little?
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