Gangcheng is a prefecture-level city in Guangdong Province with a permanent population of 7 million. It is one of the famous food metropolis in China.

The characteristic of Hongcheng cuisine is that the ingredients are fresh and original. It is a unique and rich local flavor in Cantonese cuisine. It is very popular among food lovers.

Dragon Palace Hotel is the most advanced hotel in Hong Kong City, no doubt about it.

The environment and service are similar to the other two five-star hotels, but because the Dragon Palace Hotel has Chef Cheng, who is quasi-national chef-level, it is several streets ahead of the other two hotels in terms of food.

This has led to the Dragon Palace Hotel becoming the place where wealthy families in Hong Kong have the most in and out of the country. Even celebrities and wealthy tourists from other places have named them to come to the Dragon Palace Hotel just to taste world-class food.

The kitchen of the Dragon Palace Hotel is 400 square meters, and all kinds of high-end kitchenware are complete, which is extremely luxurious!

At this time, more than a dozen chefs and dozens of chefs were gathering together to see off a young man.

The young man was in his early twenties, with a strong face and clear edges. He was 1.8 meters tall and stood out from the crowd. His face was smiling and he was unnaturally dealing with everyone.

Suddenly, a loud voice sounded from the door: "Okay, it's all gone! Go what you should do."

When the chefs and chefs heard this, they all retreated one after another. Then the sound of chopping vegetables and chopping meat sounded, but from time to time, one or two gazes floated by.

Chef Cheng wore a high white hat and carried his hands on his back. After drinking and leaving everyone, he looked at the young man walking in front of him.

The young man bowed his head slightly and shouted respectfully: "Master!"

Cheng Shouyi nodded and then said, "Peng Li, I only accepted two disciples in my life. You are the junior brother. Although you have only learned cooking with me for six years, you have a high talent in cooking. As long as you work hard, you have great hope of becoming a national chef. Now you have become a master and can stand alone. And I have taught everything I need to teach, and the rest depends on you. I hope you don't go wrong like your senior brother on the road of the kitchen road. Alas..."

The young man Peng Li firmly promised: "Master, don't worry! I will spend ten years traveling all over the country in China and taste all the folk delicacies. In the National Chef God Competition in ten years, I will definitely get the title of National Chef to see you!"

After saying that, with a bang, Peng Li suddenly knelt in front of Cheng Shouyi, kowtowed for a while, and then stood up decisively.

Cheng Shouyi looked at Peng Li's gradually blurred back, and various scenes of the past six years emerged in his mind.

Six years ago, he accidentally saw a young man stir-frying a very ordinary dish of rice noodles with eggs, beating eggs - cutting eggs - stir-frying - putting sauce. The whole set of movement was extremely relaxed and contained a hint of charm.

After a brief look at Cheng Shouyi, he accepted it as a closed disciple.

After taking over as a disciple, Peng Li started as the most basic handyman.

In the first year, I washed the pot, identified the materials, recognized the materials, and identified the taste. Chef Cheng was so talented that he was shocked!

The next year, I learned to cut vegetables, chop bones, carve and knife skills for only one year, and I was shocked by Chef Cheng again.

In the third year, the seasoning, heat, and food treatment are only qualified in this year. (Chef Cheng: Fortunately, okay, normal, normal)

In the fourth year, he is proficient in seasoning, heat and food. (Cheng Shouyi:...)

In the fifth year, the seasoning, the heat, and the food is perfect. (Cheng Shouyi:...normal, normal!)

In the sixth year, I freely matched ingredients and created my own recipes. Now I can make any dish full of color, fragrance and flavor.

"He took six years to walk the path that others could take for more than ten years, or even twenty or thirty years. With his perseverance, he should be able to become a national chef or even be the chef god!"

...

Peng Li took a taxi back to Pengjia Village, a small fishing village near the south district of Gangcheng.

Get off the car and walk towards a two-story building at the entrance of the village. The villagers I met along the way greeted Peng Li.

"Xiaoli is back home? When will you show off your skills to everyone? Aunt, I have been slandering for almost three months." An aunt in red shouted.

"Xiaoli, I have dozens of kilograms of sea bass I just brought back yesterday. Do you want to show off my skills? The steamed sea bass you made last time was really delicious." The fat aunt on the plaid next to her also shouted.

Faced with the invitation from the villagers, Peng Liquan smiled and refused.

People who don’t know the reason may think that the villagers in the village are so enthusiastic about Peng Li’s cooking skills to invite Peng Li to the other party’s house to cook and have dinner.

But Peng Li basically agreed, and then went to eat at home every meal until he ate the whole village.

Not for anything else, it is just because Peng Li has received favors from the whole village in the past eight years. Peng Li is now successful in his art, and the villagers like to eat dishes made by Peng Li. So after Peng Li is successful in his art, he started to cook from house to house, and cooked many delicious food for the villagers.

Although this took Peng Li a lot of time and energy, Peng Li was very happy to cook. And every household would force a little miscellaneous stuff to Peng Li after the meal, because it was a reward for cooking, which made Peng Li happy and had a little trouble.

Peng Li went to every family to cook because he was grateful for the care of his fellow villagers. After all, villages like Pengjia Village are hard to find in China.

Because Peng Li's parents both died eight years ago, it was a sudden wave that claimed the lives of 18 fishermen on the entire fishing boat, including Peng Li's parents.

At that time, Peng Li was only thirteen years old and was just in the second year of junior high school. The owner of the fishing boat still bought a fishing boat with a loan. He didn't have much money to pay Peng Li, and Qing's family lost his family and only compensated 10,000 yuan.

In this disaster, Peng Li, who had good academic performance, began to decline. Finally, he only finished the third year of junior high school and started to help at the roadside stalls. Then he slowly showed his cooking skills and was accepted by Cheng Shouyi as a closed disciple.

The two years before the disaster were Peng Li’s saddest time, and he survived it under the care of his fellow villagers.

Although Peng Li didn't read much, he still understood the principle that a drop of water should be rewarded with a spring of water.

Today, Peng Li is going home to pack his luggage and will leave the port city in two days and embark on the road of 10 years of Wu Chu.

This two-story building is the only property left to him by Peng Li's parents, and there are traces of his parents' lives everywhere, so Peng Li has been reluctant to organize the house for several years. He is worried that he will never remember every detail of his parents in the future.

Today, Peng Li stood in front of the door, looking at the dilapidated building, and suddenly felt that it was necessary for him to organize the house in front of him.

With an idea, Peng Li began to move.

First clean the ceiling, then wipe the windows, and clean the room...

Since there was only one person and had not sorted out for many years, Peng Li was busy until nine o'clock in the evening before he sorted out all the rooms and miscellaneous items, leaving only his parents' rooms yet to be sorted out.

Peng Li would come in to see his parents' room from time to time, but he never moved anything in the room. Even if he spent all his money, he did not turn anything in the room, just because he was reluctant to leave!

Peng Li's eyes were slightly sore, but he resisted the urge to cry and began to clean up the room.

Because of his bad mood, he accidentally scratched his fingers while sorting out the debris, causing a trace of blood to flow. However, because of his emotions, Peng Li did not bandage the wound, but continued to tidy up his mother's bedside table.

At this time, a small wooden box attracted Peng Li's attention.

The wooden box is a very ordinary box, the size of a palm, without any carvings, just a bit like a treasure chest, but it is not locked.

When I opened the lid, there was only a black bead inside. The bead was shiny and shiny, and there was no trace of other colors. It was very eye-catching, like a black hole, swallowing Peng Li's gaze.

Peng Li's negative emotions magically disappeared.

Peng Li couldn't help but reach out to pick up the black bead and take a look at the bead very carefully.

But unexpectedly, the moment his finger, which was still stained with blood, touched the black bead, an invisible wave spread out from the black bead. First, it swept Peng Li's entire body, recorded Peng Li's gene chain, and then instantly swept every corner of the earth.

When the fluctuations swept across Suzhou, it seemed that a certain space node was locked, and all the invisible fluctuations rushed towards that space node.

After a few seconds, the fluctuation began to retreat into the black bead like a tide, and then turned into a black light and shot towards Peng Li's forehead.

Without waiting for Peng Li to report it, Heizhu disappeared between his eyebrows.

An electronic sound came from the depths of Peng Li's mind: "The gene chain has been bound, the virtual realm scanner scans to the appropriate virtual realm, and the virtual realm is connected successfully!"

Peng Li touched his forehead repeatedly: "What sound?"

"Influenced by the host profession, the gate of the virtual world will automatically convert into the corresponding auxiliary system, and the system is being converted..."

The emotionally unscrupulous electronic sound ignored Peng Li and was still ringing deep in my mind.

"The conversion is successful, the chef god system has been generated. I wish the host a happy game!"

Afterwards, after waiting for ten minutes, the electronic sound did not sound again.

Peng Li, who was nervous, came to the mirror in the bathroom again, looked left and right, but found no scars or abnormalities, so he had to give up, but thought that he would go to the hospital tomorrow for a full-body examination.

After taking a shower, I was not in the mood to cook. I just dealt with a instant noodles and went back to my room to prepare for rest. What happened just now was a bit scary.

When Peng Li calmed down and prepared to go to bed, he suddenly found a ray of light coming from the depths of his mind, as if there was a space there.

This made Peng Li very curious. When he thought of the black bead and the sound just now, he couldn't help but want to carefully sense the space.
Chapter completed!