Zongman: The chef who is not doing his job

"That shouldn't be the case... It doesn't make sense..."

In the luxurious kitchen of the Nakiri family, Nakiri Senzaemon stared at the fried charcoal food with a look of doubt on his face.

Next to them were Wang Lin, Erina and Hisako, who already had suspicious looks in their eyes. Old man (Grandpa), can you do this?

The old man doesn't understand! A stew! You shouldn't fry it into a ball of black charcoal, right? This thing is obviously inedible! Could it be that I haven't cooked for too long, and my cooking skills have regressed to the point of frying the pot?

This unscientific!

The old man closed his eyes and used the God of Cooking deduction again. There must be problems that he didn't notice! He just couldn't believe it! How could a vegetable stew with meat go wrong?

"...Do you think grandpa can do it?" Erina asked Wang Lin and Hisako in a low voice.

"It should be no problem to do it. It just depends on how many times the commander-in-chief needs to try." Wang Lin made a quick judgment.

Sure enough, the God of Cookery’s cooking is not that simple. Even Chef Dragon cannot succeed in one try.

However, after another careful deduction, the old man finally made a...normal vegetable stew.

Well, the kind that looks ordinary.

The old man couldn't stand it any longer, and felt a little embarrassed. A dragon chef was cooking a tiger-level recipe, but he didn't even glow!

Wang Lin calmly walked forward and took a bite, then turned to Feishazi and said, "Come and cool me down!"

"Oh!" Feishazi nodded stupidly, then stretched out his hand and blew a stream of cold air towards Wang Lin's arm.

Wang Lin didn't dodge or evade, nor did he open his shield. He just took the attack head-on and looked at his arm that was hit by the cold air. Well, nothing happened.

It seems that the old man succeeded?

"Successful?" Nakiri Senzaemon naturally knew the effect of food. Seeing that Wang Lin's arm was fine, he asked with a little surprise.

"It seems to be successful, but why does it feel a bit mediocre?" Wang Lin asked with his head tilted.

Nakiri Senzaemon scratched his head in embarrassment. "I made a lot of mistakes by accident. It's good that I was able to do it. I didn't expect it to be as simple as it looks."

"General, do you have any tricks?" Wang Lin continued to ask doubtfully: "I have tried it, but I always failed."

"Techniques? No? What techniques? Just follow the recipe!" Nakiri Senzaemon was puzzled. "Isn't it clearly written there?"

"Ah?" Wang Lin and the other two looked confused. They were cooking according to the recipe!

At this moment, Nakiri Senzaemon seemed to have thought of something, and slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I almost forgot this. When you were cooking, did you also incorporate your own culinary heart into it? This dish is incompatible with your own culinary heart."

"Grandpa, what do you mean?" Erina still said she didn't understand.

“Focus on one thing?” Wang Lin felt as if he understood something.

"That's right, you have to concentrate on the recipe!" The old man seemed to be enlightened. He nodded and explained, "This recipe has a strong personal stamp of the chef. Cooking according to the recipe is equivalent to imitating the chef's own cooking process."

"The dishes they make already have a strong culinary heart. If you add your own culinary heart to them, it will naturally cause conflicts, so it will always fail!"

"The heart of the kitchen...turning the virtual into the real..." Wang Lin suddenly felt that he understood! This was a wake-up call! This is what happened!

The food made from the God of Cookery's recipes contains the power of the chef's heart, and even the powerful chef's heart that has reached the realm of turning the virtual into the real. This means that the God of Cookery's cooking skills are too strong, and naturally it cannot be compatible with the power of another chef's heart, not even a little bit!

It is like having the recipe and materials for the Marrow Cleansing Pill, but thinking about refining the Rejuvenation Pill. It is certain that you will not be able to refine either one!

Therefore, when it comes to these God of Cookery recipes, there cannot be any distracting thoughts during the cooking process.

But when a dish is being cooked, the power of the chef's heart, even the slightest distracting thoughts will be integrated into the dish. All the thoughts of the cook are in the dish, but some are hidden too deeply for ordinary people to perceive.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that it’s impossible to concentrate while cooking. Take the dish in front of you for example. Didn’t Nakiri Senzaemon manage to concentrate and cook it successfully?

After understanding the reason, Wang Lin, Erina and Hisako immediately became interested. In this world where the art of cooking is prevalent, they have never tried to cook a dish without distraction! Even Wang Lin has never done this before.

What they have been learning is to integrate their body, mind and happiness into cooking and bring delicious food to diners.

So, next, the three of them began their own difficult cooking practices.

After all, the basic skills are solid. Wang Lin succeeded the second time, Erina succeeded the third time, and even Hisako succeeded after failing five times!

The pouting and sullen little secretary, why is she the only one who fails so much!

Wang Lin and Erina were still not satisfied, because they were not distracted. To put it nicely, they had no distractions. To put it bluntly, they were just daydreaming and their bodies were moving on their own. This was really difficult! If they were not careful, they would lose focus and forget about many micro-managements.

So, even if the two of them successfully cooked a thick vegetable stew with an ice-immune effect, the dish looked mediocre and dull. How could they have the nerve to serve it?

Even Wang Lin, who has always believed that many cooking techniques have become conditioned reflexes, now has to admit that he is still far behind! When he is fully focused, many cooking techniques cannot be performed.

The old man, on the other hand, also became interested. After trying a few more times with the others, he gradually turned from ordinary to extraordinary. Finally, he successfully served a plate of glowing thick vegetable stew!

"Hahaha! It's okay! Take your time, there's no rush!" After succeeding, Nakiri Senzaemon instantly regained his confidence and spoke to the three depressed people with a smiling expression, not sure whether he was comforting or mocking them.

Wang Lin, Erina and Hisako (???): "..."

The old man also felt that his expression was indeed undignified. He touched his chin awkwardly and said seriously: "Ahem! This is indeed a way we have never thought of, and it may be more suitable for ordinary chefs."

"Wang Lin, do you have any more recipes like this? Give me a few more for my reference!" The old fox finally showed his true colors and looked at Wang Lin with a kind smile.

The corner of Wang Lin's mouth twitched, and he knew he couldn't hide it. Although he had not intended to hide it from Nakiri Senzaemon, the old man's expression was really ugly.

However, Wang Lin still obediently handed over a few more handwritten recipes. Originally, it was impossible for him to give them all as he still needed to study them. Even if he really wanted to give them all, he would give one to his master Lan Xiusheng and grandfather Hong Anguo first.

Nakiri Senzaemon took the recipe with a smile and nodded to Wang Lin with satisfaction. This kid is quite knowledgeable and he dared to ask him to try it, which shows that he trusts him. Nakiri Senzaemon believes that he is a decent person and this kid might be his future grandson-in-law.

You can't cheat your own family, right?

After getting the new recipe, Nakiri Senzaemon continued to study it in the kitchen with great interest. Wang Lin and the other two also continued to try to cook. Before they knew it, a day had passed.

By the time the three men came to their senses, it was already late and they were starving.

After touching his stomach, Wang Lin glanced at the still high-spirited old man Nakiri and reluctantly advised, "General, it's been a day, take a rest."

“Yes! Grandpa, I’m really a little hungry.” Miss Erina also persuaded with a wry smile. Wang Lin couldn’t bear it anymore, so she couldn’t bear it anymore!

Not to mention the secretary, who had already been lying down and paddling beside him.

Looking up at the time, Nakiri Senzaemon realized that they had been busy all day without realizing it. It was just that he had not experienced such a day of serious and absorbed study for a long time. It was so nostalgic!

As he thought about it, Nakiri Senzaemon's face showed an expression of passionate memories of a middle school student. Well, don't ask Wang Lin how he saw it, because the old man's expression, it feels like even the painting style is gradually becoming JOJO-like! This sharp-edged style!

Sure enough, the old man had a past that he couldn’t bear to look back on!

The old man recalled the past for a while, and finally came to his senses. Seeing the three people lying on the ground hungry, he smiled awkwardly, then waved his hand and said, "Let's go! Let's go to Yuanyue Hotel! Today is my treat! You can order whatever you want!"

"The commander-in-chief (grandfather) is wise!" x3