The purple-robed "Ye Qingyun" of the past, now the young Ye Ziyun, is wearing an apron, carrying a spatula, standing in front of the stove, stir-frying over a high fire.
The spatula flew up and down in Ye Ziyun's hand, and every flip would move the dishes in the pot.
Rolling like a dragon.
But nothing will fall out.
The technique is masterful!
Even the veteran chef who had been cooking for more than 30 years was stunned for a while.
What the hell are you thinking about this young man?
Where did Mr. Huang invite such a little chef?
This technique is much better than that of an old cook like me.
After so many years of cooking and cooking, I feel like I’ve cooked all the food in my stomach.
Huang Fusheng was also stunned for a while.
Especially looking at Ye Ziyun's skillful cooking techniques, Huang Fusheng couldn't help but feel in a trance.
In front of my eyes, I seemed to see Ye Qingyun cooking in the Fuyunshan kitchen.
It seems like yesterday.
But now that I think about it, the last time Huang Fusheng saw Ye Qingyun cooking in person was a hundred years ago.
Looking at Ye Ziyun's figure, I can't help but think of Ye Qingyun, and I feel quite emotional in my heart, and I feel that time flies by like an arrow.
Just when Huang Fusheng was filled with emotions.
Ye Ziyun has already fried the two dishes.
These were two dishes that the old chef had made before and served on the table. After tasting them, Ye Ziyun felt that they were not very good, so he cooked these two dishes himself.
The same two dishes look similar.
But the aroma of these two dishes made by Ye Ziyun is obviously different from those made by the old chef, and they can arouse people's appetite even more.
"Let me try it."
Huang Fusheng was very interested and tasted the two dishes prepared by Ye Ziyun with his chopsticks.
After taking a sip, Huang Fusheng froze on the spot, his expression was full of shock, and there were even tears in his eyes.
Exactly the same!
The taste is exactly the same as what I ate in Fuyun Mountain back then!
There is literally no difference.
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It's equally wonderful.
It made Huang Fusheng feel like he was back in time.
The whole person seemed to be younger all of a sudden. Although his body was still very young, his mentality was indeed much older than before.
After all, he has lived for so many years and is a pure mortal. He has experienced a long mundane life and has seen too many changes in the world. His mentality is no longer the same as that of the young man back then.
But now.
Huang Fusheng was greatly moved by Ye Ziyun's two dishes.
Although the taste bloomed on the tip of the tongue, its impact came from the inside out. Huang Fusheng felt an unprecedented moistness in his mind and body.
"The taste is exactly the same as what I had in Fuyun Mountain."
Huang Fusheng said sincerely, looking at Ye Ziyun with a bit of respect and complexity.
He has completely confirmed that this young man is definitely Ye Qingyun's child.
It’s just that they look similar.
Even the taste of the cooking is exactly the same.
No one would believe it if it wasn't father and son.
The old cook also came to take a few bites. He was a little unconvinced at first, thinking that although the young man's cooking style looked good, the taste was not necessarily stronger than his own.
But as soon as he ate it, the old cook was immediately speechless.
Completely thrown to the ground.
There's no comparison at all.
The old cook was deeply shocked. He was almost seventy years old and had been cooking for decades. He considered himself the best cook in Fuyun Town.
As a result, he was pushed down by a child.
It's a little hard to accept.
Seeing the old cook's dejected face, Huang Fusheng couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder.
"Old Liu, this one should have come down from Fuyun Mountain. Don't even think about competing with him."
As soon as these words came out, the cook, Old Liu, was immediately stunned.
Looking at Ye Ziyun in disbelief.
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The latter scratched his head and seemed a little baffled.
"It turns out he is a fairy boy who came down from the fairy mountain. No wonder he is so extraordinary. I am convinced, Old Liu!"
Chef Liu immediately fell in admiration for Ye Ziyun, his eyes were full of awe, as if he wanted to kneel down and worship Ye Ziyun right away.
In the eyes of ordinary people like Chef Liu, Fuyun Mountain is a real fairy mountain that can only be viewed from a distance but not approached.
Every plant and tree on the fairy mountain is a fairy and cannot be touched by mortals.
Those who come down from the Immortal Mountain are all immortals, and they must be existences that are unimaginable to mortals.
"It seems that little brother has obtained the true inheritance from Brother Ye, and his cooking skills are so superb." ??
Huang Fusheng said with a smile.
Ye Ziyun looked at the big iron pot he had just cooked in, and seemed to be a little unsatisfied.
Addicted!
"Can I stay here and help?"
Ye Ziyun asked tentatively.
"ah?"
As soon as these words came out, Huang Fusheng and the cook Lao Liu were stunned.
What the hell?
Does this little guy really want to stay here and be a cook?
The ten disciples who were staring at Ye Ziyun in the dark were also shocked.
Good guy!
What does Ye Ziyun want to do?
Even the top ten disciples couldn't figure out Ye Ziyun's context at all.
"Well, you came from Fuyun Mountain after all. What's the point of being a cook here? It's not appropriate."
Huang Fusheng immediately shook his head.
Ye Ziyun couldn't help but look disappointed.
"Oh well."
He actually thinks cooking is quite fun, much more fun than digging sand in Fuyun Mountain.
Interested.
That's what children are like.
Once you become interested in something, you will keep holding on to it and keep playing.
Until you are completely tired of this thing.
Now Ye Ziyun is interested in digging sand
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I was already tired of it. After going down the mountain, I saw so many new things that my eyes were dazzled.
I just find everything interesting and don’t want to go back to Fuyun Mountain at all.
Cooking is also what Ye Ziyun is most interested in now.
His cooking skills originated from Ye Qingyun. After all, he was the incarnation of Ye Qingyun's three poisons. He knew everything Ye Qingyun knew.
Even though I have lost my memory and become a child, my instinct is still there.
Especially the aspect of cooking, Ye Qingyun himself is very concerned about it, and it will naturally affect his incarnation of the three poisons.
Huang Fusheng saw the disappointment on Ye Ziyun's face, and couldn't help but think of everything he had gotten to know Ye Qingyun.
Suddenly I understood something in my heart.
"If you really want to stay, you can, but this is a tea house, and you don't have many opportunities to stay here to cook."
"I have a restaurant called Baohuilou. The business is good and there are many diners every day. Why don't you go and help in the kitchen there?"
"You can play whatever you want."
Huang Fusheng said very grandly.
He is the head of the Huang family and the largest rich man in Fuyun Town. If Ye Ziyun wants to work here, it can be arranged clearly.
"OK!"
Ye Ziyun agreed without even thinking about it.
"Let's go, I'll take you there."
At that moment, Huang Fusheng personally took Ye Ziyun to Baohui Tower.
Three days later.
Huikong and others from Fuyun Mountain learned that Ye Ziyun had slipped out quietly, and hurried down the mountain to search for him.
As a result, I found Baohuilou and saw Ye Ziyun who had officially joined the company and was cooking like crazy in the back kitchen of Baohuilou.
"Amitabha, this must be the arrangement of the Holy Son!"
Both the top ten disciples secretly and a few people in Fuyun Mountain were extremely shocked by this.
Only Huikong is as calm as a dog.
"This is definitely a special practice arranged by the Holy Son for Ye Ziyun!"
"We can't disturb you any more. We can only let Donor Ye Ziyun complete this practice by himself."