PFC Chapter 485 The Shanhai Museum Never Chooses the Wrong Owner
Chapter 485 The Shanhai Museum Never Chooses the Wrong Owner
Chapter 485 The Shanhai Museum Never Chooses the Wrong Owner
For the Eight Immortals crossing the sea in front of him, Yi Xiaotian was a little entangled, and didn't know what kind of evaluation he should give.
Is this Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea delicious, delicious!
This man who was called an old man by Ah San is really difficult to find a second person to compare him to in terms of cooking skills.
But for some reason, the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea in front of him, Yi Xiaotian always felt that it was different from the one he ate when he was a child.
The Eight Immortals crossing the sea in front of him, every ingredient in the Eight Immortals can make Yi Xiaotian feel their strong taste in his mouth.
This kind of taste is not the kind of taste that Yi Xiaotian wants to eat.
In other words, the Eight Immortals crossing the sea in front of him, in Xiaotian's eyes, is just a body wearing a gorgeous coat, without the so-called soul.
Looking at Xiaotian who was silent, the old man already understood Yi Xiaotian's answer. In this competition across time and space, he finally lost to his senior brother, trainee chef No. 58.
"Can you tell me where I lost?" The old man looked a little depressed, and his straight waist suddenly bent down, and he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
A trace of guilt appeared in Yi Xiaotian's eyes, but out of respect for the old man, he still said what he thought in his heart.
"In terms of skills, you are definitely much, much better than the old man I met back then, but your skills are too outstanding, but it seems a bit out of place with this common dish."
"It's like an emperor came to the beggar's den, but still wants to maintain his emperor's etiquette, it seems a bit nondescript."
"Or in more common terms, the Eight Immortals cross the sea without a soul."
Hearing Yi Xiaotian's words, the old man was stunned for a moment, and then he sighed in a sad voice.
"When the master told me that my talent was not as good as that of the elder brother, I was still a little unconvinced."
"But after so many years, I realized that I am really not as good as him. The position of the owner of the Shanhai Pavilion should be him."
The old man sat back on the chair again, and continued with a bit of sadness in his whole body: "Actually, the level difference between the three of us is not much, but the ideas are different."
"Brother, he believes that the most important thing for a cook is to cook dishes that everyone can like, regardless of rich or poor, high or low."
"The younger brother believes that cooks should pay more attention to the promotion of dishes, so he is determined to spread these precious Chinese products abroad."
"As for me, I think that whether a dish is good or bad, the most important thing is the quality of the ingredients themselves, so I will spend a lot of money to cultivate countless high-quality ingredients in Shanhai Pavilion."
"It looks like, in the end, it's the senior brother's idea that surpasses mine?"
Seeing the old man's sad face, Yi Xiaotian also showed a trace of disbelief on his face, and said, "I don't think so."
"The ruler is long and the inch is short. I think the two of you are just focusing on different directions, and different dishes may have different audiences."
"For me, you may not be as good as him in this simple version of Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, but if you really make the real Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, then he may not be as good as you."
There was a gleam of light in the old man's eyes, but it immediately dimmed, and he said, "I appreciate your novelty, but you don't need to comfort me."
In the heart of the old man, he thought that Yi Xiaotian said these words just to comfort him.
But Yi Xiaotian's face remained flat, he shook his head, and said: "I'm not trying to comfort you, for a native of the mountains like me, potatoes and yams are ingredients that I will never forget. There are certain plus points in it.”
"But you can ask people around me, especially Brother Li, which one would he choose between the simple version of Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea and the full version?" Yi Xiaotian pointed to Li Rulong, and then said these words.
For Yi Xiaotian, these words really came from his heart, without any personal emotion.
In Yi Xiaotian's view, it is a very stupid thing to attack the enemy's strengths with one's own weaknesses.
The old man in front of him just had a lot of unnecessary doubts about himself because of his failures when he was young. Just like what Yi Xiaotian said, if you compare according to the level of skills, then he is the best among the old man's seniors and the old man. , will definitely choose the old man without hesitation.
After seeing Yi Xiaotian turned the question to himself, facing the gaze of the old man, Li Rulong also nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, if I can get the full version, then why should I choose the suggested version?" Woolen cloth?"
"And I believe that even if vegetables such as potatoes are cooked more superbly, they must taste better than those ingredients that are cherished in themselves."
For a person like Li Rulong, this choice is undoubtedly a very stupid topic. It is like asking him that he even has a wad of money and a bank card. There is 1 million in the bank card, but it takes a long way to get it out.
It may not be ruled out that someone will choose a wad of money, but for Li Rulong, 100 million is definitely more attractive.
"See? This is the choice of people like Li Ge." Yi Xiaotian continued with a smile: "No matter how carefully you cultivate a potato, it still can't change its essence, and it still tastes the same. The taste of a potato cannot be compared with meat."
"And people who like to eat potatoes don't want to eat any high-end taste. He just likes the texture of potatoes themselves, just like me."
"So this dish is your innate disadvantage."
"If what you do is the real Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, believe me, your senior brother will definitely not be better than you."
"Since everyone is competing on the same stage, why do you have to cook the same dishes for comparison? Isn't it better to use what you are better at?"
Listening to Yi Xiaotian's words, the old man also fell into deep thought. Just like what Yi Xiaotian said, he has always wanted to make the same dishes as his senior brother to compete with each other, but the senior brother used The ingredients for him are always the very common ones, which has led to him never being able to beat him.
Now I turn my head and think about it, since I want to compare myself, why should I cook the same dishes as my senior?
Wouldn't it be good to just take what you are good at?
"These years, I have been obsessed with it." There was a hint of relief in the old man's eyes, and a smile appeared on his face again.
Ah San and the three apprentices also showed smiles when they saw this scene. They have always known the old man's knot all these years, but the old man's senior brother is wandering. Even if they want to find him, they come to help him. The old man couldn't fulfill his wish.
"The Shanhai Hall never chooses the wrong owner." At this moment, a strange man suddenly walked into the Shanhai Hall and said with a smile.
It's just a little strange that the object of his speech is not to the old man, but to Yi Xiaotian.
(End of this chapter)