"The Gao family can decline, but this craftsmanship that has been passed down for hundreds of years cannot be broken!”
Gao Tianbao placed his hands behind his back and remained silent for a long time.
Then, his eyes narrowed as if he had made a decision.
"Milord, can you let me see my adult junior?”
"Let me pass on the culinary skills that the Gao family has inherited for hundreds of years.
Gao Tianbao looked at Bai Xiaoge and cupped his hands.
"What is it? Are you going to teach cooking personally?"
Bai Xiaoge raised her eyebrows in surprise.
This was quite rare.
When a living person entered the netherworld after death, it meant that they had let go of their obsession from when they were alive. As time passed, their feelings for the human world would fade.
After all, there was a difference between life and death.
Neither side interfered.
Moreover, the Gao family had been separated for hundreds of years.
"Yes."
However, Gao Tianbao's trip this time…
It was not for the prosperity of the Gao family, but for the hundreds of years of inheritance.
The imperial dishes of the past were the lives of the older generation. They should not have declined just like that.
"Time is the greatest weapon.
No matter what it was, it would be eroded and consumed over time.
Since ancient times, countless inheritances had been interrupted in the long river of history!
Those lost skills were the most precious treasures!”
"Sure!"
Bai Xiaoge thought for a moment and agreed.
Thinking of the hundreds of years of inheritance, once again appearing in the world
It was quite interesting to think about it.
He did not know what kind of impact it would have on the human world.
Bai Xiaoge agreed to Gao Tianbao's request.
The netizens in the live broadcast room immediately became excited.
All of them were so excited that they were crying.
"My father and I are mediocre. My ancestor's marvelous ceramic craftsmanship is the essence that both father and son have never learned.
Before my grandfather left, he said that if he went down, he would not be able to face his ancestor.”
"At that time, I was young and didn't know. I thought that this was a common line used by old people before they left!”
"I didn't expect there to be such an operation.”
"The cooking skills of our ancestor! Teach him personally? I'm starting to look forward to it." "Hang City? Er, it doesn't seem to be very far from me, just a mere
It's less than 4000 kilometers. I'll definitely support you when the time comes!”
"Upstairs! Are you serious? 4000 kilometers!"
"Excuse me, where is Madein?”
"Hehe, let's understand the mutton skewers!”
"In order to be a qualified second-generation heir, I want my dad to come and take a look. If I don't work hard, I'll really have no face to see my ancestor in the future.”
"Beautiful! Upstairs, well done!"
The netizens were discussing among themselves.
At the same time, many people were sighing.
"Connecting the inheritance!"
"If it were those ancient carpenters, tea arts, calligraphy, embroidery,
Guqin…
They can pass down their skills..."
"To be honest, I want to learn immortal cultivation.”
"Oooooo
"If they can all be passed down! My toes are trembling!"
The beauties of the ancient times, if they were to come to the modern era, the weak ones would all be great gods!
Dancing, playing the piano, singing, embroidery, and acting.
Which one of them didn't have outstanding skills?
There were also the complicated court cooking skills of ancient times.
A famous dish sometimes took months to make. Just thinking about it made him drool.
There was more!
The children of the ancient martial arts world, roaming the martial arts world!
In the live broadcast room, some young men were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.
If all these could be passed down, a new era would arrive! "Cough cough!"
......
Gao Yuheng had been a little strange recently.
Ever since his father passed away, he had been having dreams at night.
More importantly, the person in the dream was not his father.
It was a person who called himself his ancestor.
She said that she wanted to teach him how to cook.
Gao Yuheng: "??"
"What a joke. What future does a chef have?”
Look at his father. He had been guarding a small restaurant all his life until he died.
His father kept talking about how good the Gao family's soup was, but he didn't see him make anything special.
There were so many chefs on the internet. If he could just pick one and learn, wouldn't he have a better future than his father?
Gao Yuheng didn't believe it in his dream, and he forgot about it after he woke up.
"Hey! Little sister, my little nephew is learning how to cook recently?
Liu Huicong, Gao Jicong's wife.
One day, a distant relative whom she had not seen for a long time suddenly contacted her.
"What? Yes!"
Liu Huicong was baffled by my sudden question.
Recently, she had been busy with Gao Jicong's funeral and had no time to pay attention to the news on the Internet.
However, she never planned for her son to be a chef.
His father's lesson was still fresh in his mind.
Why would he still be a chef? There was no milk tea shop on the street that did not earn more than them.
The restaurant was already outdated.
Following the trend was the right thing to do.
"Yes, yes! Go, go, go! It's going viral!"
"Don't forget about us when the time comes!“
The excited voice of a distant relative came from the other end of the phone.
Liu Huicong: "???"
My son is a chef! Why are you so excited?
However, Liu Huicong did not expect that this was only the beginning.
After that, many people suddenly called to cheer him on.
Some were even more ridiculous.
He said that he had directly booked Xiao Gao's work contract after he became an adult.
As long as Xiao Gao finished his studies, the position of executive chef of a five-star hotel would be prepared for him.
“???”
Liu Huicong felt that there was something wrong with these people.
Xiao Gao was only eight years old.
What path to take in the future?
As her mother, she still didn't know.
They were all so excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
When Old Gao was still alive, he didn't see them interact much.
Did he take the wrong medicine?
Finally, he pieced together the information he had obtained.
Only then did she realize that it was caused by a live broadcast room.
The Daily Life of a Reaper
He had heard of this live broadcast room before. After all, Li Wei's incident had caused a sensation throughout the country.
However…
He had heard of people coming to him in dreams, and people bringing souls, but he had never heard of a streamer helping him teach cooking.
"Could it be! This cooking skill could also be like a dream, where the information was stored in the brain?”
What a joke! Cooking was a technical job. It wouldn't be so simple without accumulating skills over time!
A novice couldn't even understand how to cut potatoes, let alone cook.
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