Yuan Mei wasn't very famous, but only in comparison to those who were famous.
It could not compare to Li Du, but it had to be brought out in this era.
He was definitely a great writer.
In addition, this person knew a little about everything and had a wide range of poems.
He also knew about garden art and food culture.
In Old Master Zhang's words, it was a mess.
"Little Yuan wasn't fated to be an official. In modern terms, he's just too jealous of the world and likes to criticize others. The emperor can't stand him. But this kid is a blessing in disguise. Knowing that he likes to eat, I introduced Little Wang to him.”
L-Little Wang?
Who was Little Wang?
"Oh, it's the recipe in your hand. There's something left behind by Little Wang. Anyway, it's all sorts of things. It has all kinds of good dishes and how to cook them.”
As they ate, the old man pointed at the ancient book in Chef Huang's hand.
He hurriedly flipped through it and finally found a person with the surname Wang.
He was also the only one.
"Hiss! Wang, Wang Xiaoyu! One of the top ten famous chefs in ancient China!"
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"F * ck! Was one of the top ten chefs that awesome?”
" Old Master knows her. Is it fake?"
"But Wang Xiaoyu, isn't he Yuan Mei's family's master chef?”
"This is too shocking. Is this true?”
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The netizens in the live broadcast room were shocked and could not believe it.
Chef Huang introduced Wang Xiaoyu to them.
"This Wang Xiaoyu is the master chef of Yuan Mei's family. He is also one of the top ten famous chefs in ancient China. The dishes he cooks are so fragrant that everyone ten steps away from him would be attracted to them.
What did it mean? It meant that Wang Xiaoyu's cooking was so delicious that people ten steps away from him would have their jaws twitch and yearn for it.
Those who have studied cooking should know that Wang Xiaoyu was the only person in ancient times who left a biography after his death. Some even said that he was the ancient God of Cooking!”
After a long speech, Little Chef Huang's mouth turned dry.
After taking a sip of tea, the live broadcast room was flooded with bullet comments again.
"That's right. Three generations of my family have been chefs. Wang Xiaoyu was very famous in my grandfather's generation.”
"Is he that powerful? Does the old master really know him?”
"I think it's true. Old Master doesn't have to lie to us about these things.”
"Yeah, and look, the recipe in Teacher Huang's hand is a handwritten copy!”
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In ancient times, there weren't as many fancy seasonings as there were now.
Even in the Qing Dynasty, there were very few.
To be able to be named one of the top ten chefs in such an environment.
His cooking skills were amazing.
Everyone was attracted by Little Yuan and Little Wang just now.
Only then did he notice that the recipe in Chef Huang's hand was handwritten.
"Teacher Huang, is this really from the Qing Dynasty?”
Mr. He looked at the bullet comments and was curious.
Books from the Qing Dynasty were not very valuable.
However, Yuan Mei was known as the leader of the poetry world during the Qing Dynasty.
The things he wrote were more valuable than ordinary things.
"Most likely. This should be the handwritten copy of the 'Suiyuan Food List,' which is the first edition. Look, there's a seal on it.”
Chef Huang knew a little, but he wasn't sure.
Zhang Mo was a little angry when he saw that they were in a daze and didn't even eat.
"What's there to see? The dishes are already cold. Since I've given you the recipe, you can just take it and learn more.”
After the old man finished speaking, the four of them finally reacted.
She was so shocked that she forgot to eat.
Seeing that the old man was a little unhappy, Teacher He immediately slapped the board.
"Eat, eat, everyone eat. Stop looking.”
"Yes, yes, yes. Let's eat. The dishes are already cold.”
Chef Huang also hurriedly came out to apologize.
Zhang Mo smiled happily when he returned to the dinner.
As everyone ate, the live broadcast room did not stop.
Regardless of whether this was true or not, the netizens still listened to the old man's bragging.
"Old Master, the netizens want to ask you what's wrong with Wang Xiaoyu.”
He glanced at the bullet screen and asked the question that the netizens were most concerned about.
Compared to Yuan Mei, this chef was obviously more chewy.
"Little Wang, it's nothing. Back when he was down and out, he was still selling beef offal soup at Caishikou. I ate it once and felt that this kid would succeed, so I gave him a few pointers. Later, I even introduced him to Little Yuan to cook.”
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Ridiculous, you're ridiculous.
It was getting more and more ridiculous.
He was one of the top ten famous chefs in ancient times, the Master Chef.
The old master gave him pointers?
"Old Master, aren't you exaggerating a little too much?”
"Yes, I have to say that the old master likes to brag.”
"Let's not talk about whether the old man came back to life from the Qing Dynasty. Even if he did, it's too ridiculous.”
"You're right. I don't believe it anyway.”
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The netizens liked to see the old man brag, but this time, he was exaggerating.
The bullet screen was filled with doubts. Teacher He and the others were also a little flustered.
They were still skeptical of what Old Master Zhang said.
After all, the people of that era had all returned to their homeland.
To put it bluntly, the dead could not testify.
However, what he did not expect was…
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