Chinese chef

Chapter 90 System Starting

90 The system is starting

Shi Nancheng was stunned for a long time before he regained his composure.

"Does leaving Zhonghua Building mean that you plan to go back to Su Ji today and come back tomorrow?" Shi Nancheng asked cautiously.

Even though he knew what Mu Feng really meant, he still had a glimmer of hope.

He hoped that Mu Feng said something wrong, or that he understood it wrong.

"No, I want to leave Zhonghua Building, and I won't come tomorrow." Mu Feng shook his head and said.

"The day after tomorrow?" Shi Nancheng was a little anxious.

"...Probably won't be here for a long time!" Mu Feng said with a smile.

He originally wanted to say that he would never come again, but after thinking about it, he felt that this sentence was too absolute.

He still has a little bit of hope in his heart, maybe the system will come back soon, maybe he can quickly regain his cooking skills with his own efforts.

maybe......

"Why? What's the matter?" Shi Nancheng asked with a very puzzled face, his whole face almost wrinkled.

"I'm just not in good shape and want to rest for a while." Mu Feng said with a smile.

"You don't have to leave even if you're not in good shape!" Shi Nancheng said sharply, "What's wrong with you? Tell me!"

"I'm really fine!" Mu Feng forcefully forced a smile, then turned around and prepared to walk out of the box.

Shi Nancheng was anxious, and he rushed forward.

He moved around very quickly in front of Mu Feng, and slammed the box door shut.

The waiter who was eavesdropping outside shivered in fright, and froze in place like a goose. After looking around for a long time, he carefully eavesdropped on the door again.

The two waiters who happened to pass by saw it and walked over immediately.

"What are you doing? It's a big taboo to eavesdrop on customers chatting!" One of the waiters who came over said to the waiter lying on the door.

"Master Mu said he was leaving Zhonghua Building!" the waiter said anxiously.

"Leaving Zhonghua Building? Why? Did you hear me wrong?" The waiter was taken aback and looked at her questioningly.

"That's right, after the door of this box is closed, you can't hear anything! Are you fooling us?" Another waiter said.

"I heard it before closing the door just now!" The waiter lying on the door listened for a long time and muttered, "Why can't you hear anything?"

"Okay, let's go, wait until Sister Yun sees it, and be careful to deduct your salary, so you won't hear it. Tell us what's going on?"

The two waiters just pulled up the person lying on the door, and then the three of them chatted while walking.

"Master Mu apologized to the guest just now, saying that he was not in a good condition today, so the dishes he cooked were not delicious. Then, the guest left. Then, Master Mu told Mr. Shi that he was leaving Zhonghua Building."

"Who is that guest? He came to Zhonghua Building to pretend to be aggressive, and actually said that Master Mu's food is not good, and he is not afraid to flash his tongue!"

"That's right! But, Master Mu is too serious, isn't he? Even if you're not in good shape today, you don't need to leave Zhonghua Building, right?"

"I don't think it's because of this, there should be other things?"

......

As the three of them walked further and further away, their voices became smaller and smaller.

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in the box.

Shi Nancheng leaned against the door, looked directly into Mu Feng's eyes, and said solemnly: "You must explain things to me today, what happened to you?"

Mu Feng smiled helplessly, looked at him, and didn't respond.

"If you don't tell me, I won't let you go!" Shi Nancheng said.

"What if I have to go?" Mu Feng was also a little angry.

He was not in a good mood because the food was returned by the customer, but now seeing Shi Nancheng like this, he felt even more irritable.

Seeing that he seemed to be angry, Shi Nancheng hesitated for a while, but finally compromised.

He stood up straight and opened the door.

Mu Feng pursed his lips helplessly, and walked towards the door.

He put his hand on the doorknob and slowly opened the door.

The door was half opened, Mu Feng suddenly stopped and asked, "Do you believe me?"

Shi Nancheng was taken aback, what does this mean?

"Of course I believe you!" Shi Nancheng said firmly.

After Mu Feng heard this, he immediately closed the door again.

Then, he turned around and looked at Shi Nancheng, silent for a long, long time.

Shi Nancheng felt that the atmosphere had frozen, and felt a little embarrassed. Just when he was about to speak to break the silence, Mu Feng spoke suddenly.

"Do you read online novels?" Mu Feng asked.

"Ah?" The corner of Shi Nancheng's mouth twitched. What kind of question is this? Isn't he talking about why he left Zhonghua Building?Why did you suddenly bring up novels?

"Haven't seen it?" Mu Feng asked.

"I've seen it. When I was trying various delicacies across the country in the past two years, I would read some online novels when I was bored, but this..."

Before Shi Nancheng finished speaking, Mu Feng asked again: "Have you read the system text?"

"Ah?" Shi Nancheng was taken aback again.

Mu Feng looked at him and frowned slightly.

"I've seen it, but the protagonist has all kinds of strange systems. I've seen some of these." Shi Nancheng said quickly.

"Well, I had a system in my head before." Mu Feng nodded and pointed to his head.

"You're kidding me..."

Shi Nancheng originally wanted to laugh, but when he saw Mu Feng's serious expression, he was taken aback for a moment and asked, "Really?"

Mu Feng nodded.

"What system? Wait, don't tell me, let me guess." Shi Nancheng said quickly, and after a pause, "Cooking system, right?!"

"The meaning is the same. The full name should be God of Cooking Inheritance System." Mu Feng said.

⊙⊙!Depend on!

He just said it in passing!

It's still wrong...

He didn't believe it in his heart, but seeing Mu Feng's serious expression, he felt that this matter seemed to be true.

He thought about it, if Mu Feng really had a system...

He suddenly remembered a sentence he had read before: As long as all impossible options are eliminated, the remaining ones, no matter how unbelievable they may seem, are the truth!

He used to wonder how Mu Feng's cooking skills came about. Before he really got to know Mu Feng, he had investigated Mu Feng.

However, a definite answer has never been found.

Later, after he became friends with Mu Feng, he didn't think about it anymore.

Now that I think about it carefully, Mu Feng's cooking skills can't be explained in any way, because it is simply not a cooking skill that a normal person can have at this age.

However, if Mu Feng has this God of Cooking system, then all the puzzles will be solved.

He kept pacing back and forth in the room, nodding his head while pacing, and at the same time muttering to himself: "No wonder, no wonder, then everything makes sense."

Seeing him wandering around in the box for a while, Mu Feng was afraid that he would be stimulated, so he hesitated for a while and asked, "Are you okay?"

Shi Nancheng turned his head, scratched his forehead, pondered for a while, looked at Mu Feng and said, "You're not in the right state recently, is there something wrong with the system?"

"Do you believe what I say?" Mu Feng asked.

"Of course! Although it sounds unbelievable, didn't Conan say it? As long as all the impossibilities are ruled out, whatever is left is the truth." Shi Nancheng said.

"Sherlock Holmes said this, right?" Mu Feng said with a smile.

"Ah? Really?" Shi Nancheng laughed twice.

Then, after a pause, he said, "You haven't answered me yet, is there something wrong with your system?"

"Yes, the system disappeared, so my cooking skills also declined." Mu Feng nodded and said.

"The system disappeared?" Shi Nancheng thought for a while, "Then even if the system disappears, there is no need to leave Zhonghua Building!"

"My culinary skills are no longer enough to support the top banquet in Zhonghua Building." Mu Feng said with a smile.

"The Zhonghua Building can temporarily close the box on the top floor. When you get back to practicing your cooking skills, we will reopen the door to welcome guests." Shi Nancheng said.

"It's been a long way for Zhonghua Building to be in the situation it is today. Now it's time to take advantage of the victory and pursue it. After I'm gone, you can recruit people again.

The reputation of Zhonghua Building was not big enough before, so many chefs didn't want to come to this troubled water because of Pan Deming's face.

But now it's different. Now that Zhonghua Lou's reputation is growing, there will naturally be people who want to be the chef of Zhonghua Lou. "Mu Feng said.

Zhonghualou's status in the food industry is definitely different from before, and the stage will naturally attract enough outstanding talents.

But......

"No! As I said, the chef of Zhonghua Building can only be you! It must be you!" Shi Nancheng said firmly.

"But my current cooking skills may be worse than Gao Kai." Mu Feng said with a helpless smile.

"I don't care, anyway, no matter what, you can't leave!" Shi Nancheng looked at Mu Feng stubbornly.

After a while of silence, he said: "Well, you take a break for a while, let's take your time, it doesn't matter how long it takes, as long as you don't leave, is that okay?"

He didn't know how to tell Mu Feng, he only knew that he didn't want Mu Feng to leave Zhonghua Building.

Or to be more precise, he didn't want Mu Feng to leave him...

For this reason, he would rather close the box on the top floor, even if it would affect the reputation that Zhonghua Building had accumulated so hard, but as long as Mu Feng didn't leave, he felt that everything was worth it!

Before he knew it, he had already hidden Mu Feng deeply in his heart. The reason why he proposed to give Mu Feng half of Zhonghua Building's shares was because he wanted to share his most precious things with Mu Feng.

Mu Feng looked into his firm eyes, let out a sigh of relief, and nodded.

That's all for the sake of it, if he still insists on leaving, he will be very sad...

Mu Feng thought to himself.

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Since that day, Mu Feng has not gone to work in Zhonghua Building for the time being.

The chefs in the back kitchen were all very uncomfortable at first, and they were very puzzled.

Gao Kai and Hou Yongjie once went to Mu Feng's house to find Mu Feng, and persuaded Mu Feng to return to Zhonghua Building.

In the end, Mu Feng had no choice but to tell them that he wanted to calm down and study cooking, and would go back in the future.

This is how they reluctantly accepted Mu Feng's decision.

Although, they still couldn't understand why they had to leave Zhonghua Building temporarily to study cooking skills.

However, Mu Feng is their master after all, and the apprentices are not easy to object to the master's decision.

After Mu Feng left Zhonghua Building, he devoted all his attention to improving his cooking skills.

Su Ji is still only open at night. As for the daytime, Mu Feng spends all his time improving his cooking skills.

Strange to say, as he slowly let go of his anxiety and turned his attention to cooking, his cooking skills seemed to be slowly improving.

Although, the speed of improvement is definitely not as fast as before, after all, there was systematic help before, but the speed of his cooking skills is not slow.

Many of the skills he had in the past seem to have been integrated into his mind. As long as he can completely calm down and cook, those skills and experience will be revealed inadvertently.

He has an illusion from time to time, as if those things have not disappeared, but only exist in a certain corner of his mind.

As long as he keeps practicing, those memories can be sparked.

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That afternoon, Mu Feng was cooking a traditional Shandong dish [ground pot chicken].

Although this [ground pot chicken] is not difficult to make, it takes a lot of effort if you want to make it delicious.

[ground pot chicken] originated from the fishermen on the Weishan Lake in ancient times, because they worked and rested on the boat. Due to limited conditions, they often used a small clay stove for cooking. There was an iron pot on the stove, and a few more A piece of dry wood for a fire.

Then, a pot of chicken was cooked according to the usual way of cooking, and the side of the pot was covered with pancakes, so this unique cooking method of combining meals came into being.

Although this [ground pot chicken] looks simple, but because of the level of cooking skills of each person, the taste of the cooking is also different.

Mu Feng first washed and chopped ginger, garlic and chili, and then scalded the chicken in boiling water, then scooped it up and decanted it dry.

Then, he was planning to put the auxiliary ingredients into the oil pan to sauté.

At this time, an old man led a little boy to the door of Su Ji.

"Excuse me, do you have braised chicken legs?" the old man asked.

Hearing the sound, Mu Feng looked up, but he didn't recognize the old man, but he was very familiar with the child.

The child was the little boy who had quarreled with his mother to buy chicken drumsticks at night.

Since that time, the little boy would come to Suji with his mother to buy braised chicken legs every now and then.

However, because Su Ji's braised meat is in short supply every day, the little boy doesn't always get braised chicken legs.

Fortunately, maybe the lesson that time was too profound, so even if the little boy didn't eat the braised chicken legs, he wouldn't make any more noise.

However, if he didn't eat the braised chicken legs, the little boy would ask his mother to buy some braised chicken back to eat with rice.

Sometimes Mu Feng wonders, why do some people like lo mei so much?

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After hearing what the old man said, Mu Feng glanced at the braised pot, then smiled at the old man and said, "It hasn't been cooked yet, it will take about half an hour. You can come back in half an hour."

The old man lowered his head, smiled and said to the little boy, "I still have to wait for half an hour!"

"Grandpa, let's wait here!" The little boy gently shook the old man's arm.

"Okay, hehehe." The old man smiled heartily, and then asked Mu Feng, "Brother, can we go in and wait?"

"Of course." Mu Feng nodded.

With Mu Feng's consent, the old man led the little boy into Su Ji.

Mu Feng looked at them with a smile, then lowered his head and continued cooking.

After a while, just as he was sticking the pancake to the edge of the pot, the old man suddenly said, "Brother, are you making ground pot chicken?"

"That's right! Old man, have you ever eaten this ground pot chicken?" Mu Feng said with a smile.

Before the old man answered, the little boy beside him rushed to speak.

"The ground pot chicken made by my grandfather is delicious!" said the little boy proudly.

"Old man, are you also a chef?" Mu Feng asked in surprise.

"I'm not that good." The old man smiled and waved his hands, "I'm just a fisherman, and when I usually cook on the lake, I don't have any special ingredients, so I put all the food in the pot and cook it randomly. "

"Huishan Lake?" Mu Feng asked.

"Yes, Huishan Lake." The old man nodded.

"This Huishan Lake is the origin of ground pot chicken. I will ask you to evaluate it later." Mu Feng said with a smile.

"I'm not that good, hehehe." The old man smiled and waved his hands.

"By the way, what's your name, old man?" Mu Feng asked.

"My name is Wu Zegui." The old man said.

"Uncle Wu, my name is Mu Feng, just wait a moment, my ground pot chicken will be ready soon." Mu Feng said.

Soon, Mu Feng finished the [ground pot chicken].

"Uncle Wu, try my skills." Mu Feng brought the [ground pot chicken] to the table.

Wu Zegui looked at the dishes on the table and nodded, then picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks and tasted it.

The little boy was drooling while watching, Mu Feng smiled, put a piece of chicken into the bowl, and handed it to him.

Seeing Wu Zegui swallowing the chicken, Mu Feng hurriedly asked, "Uncle Wu, how is this dish?"

"Not bad, it's delicious." Wu Zegui said with a smile.

At this time, the little boy suddenly said: "Grandpa's cooking is even more delicious."

"Don't talk nonsense." Wu Zegui patted his grandson's head, and said to Mu Feng with a smile, "Brother, don't listen to his nonsense, your cooking is really good."

"I'm not talking nonsense, obviously grandpa's cooking is more delicious!" The little boy said sadly.

"You kid." Wu Zegui smiled helplessly.

After Mu Feng heard the little boy's words, a thought suddenly popped up in his heart.

"Uncle Wu, why don't you teach me how to make ground pot chicken!" Mu Feng said.

"I'm not that good, don't listen to his nonsense." Wu Zegui laughed.

"Uncle Wu, I really want to learn this ground pot chicken from you. How about you make it once and show me, okay? Just once." Mu Feng looked at Wu Zegui expectantly.

Mu Feng doesn't know if Wu Zegui is really that good, but now he doesn't want to miss any opportunity to improve his cooking skills.

Recently, apart from opening a shop and eating and sleeping, he spends his time studying cooking.

Moreover, he has downloaded a lot of cooking videos on his mobile phone, and he will watch them whenever he has free time.

Wu Zegui saw that Mu Feng was telling the truth, after thinking about it for a while, he nodded.

Then, Wu Zegui came to the kitchen and started making ground pot chicken.

Mu Feng watched very seriously from the side.

[ground pot chicken] about halfway through, a notification sound suddenly sounded in Mu Feng's mind.

That voice was both familiar and unfamiliar, and Mu Feng was suddenly pleasantly surprised.

"System startup..."