After the liver became the richest man, I helped marine environmental protection

Because Rong Weng is old, he is nearly 70 years old this year, and he can no longer easily turn the pot, so this time he changed the food to soup.

Although it is a soup, it is not simple. This is a bowl of pork rib soup with a very strong aroma. The soup base is also made by Rong Weng himself, which can be said to be unique.

The banquet guard lowered his head and scooped up a spoonful, and put down the spoon after just tasting it.

For some reason, Rong Weng felt like being judged at this moment.

"Like, how?"

"Not bad." Yan Shou commented generously.

When Rong Weng heard this, the smile on his face gradually widened: "I'll just say..."

"It's just a bit greasy, but if one person eats more, the stomach will feel uncomfortable, and the ribs may not be handled well."

His words made Rong Weng's complexion change.

His ribs really didn't work out well.

When dealing with ribs, because of his poor physical strength, the part that required a lot of energy was a little sloppy.

But the time was running out, and he adjusted it with other seasonings, so the pork rib soup now tastes very fresh.

But what Yan Shou said was true, once he drank two more bowls, he would definitely feel uncomfortable in his stomach.

It's not the ribs, it's the stomach that can't bear such heavy greasy.

Similarly, because he concealed the taste very well, he only drank a small spoonful, and he could not taste the difference at all!

Rong Weng looked at Yan Shou's eyes, as if he was looking at a monster.

The banquet guard didn't speak, but lowered his head and found a napkin to wipe his mouth, "Sparse ribs do need oily water, but if they are more, they will be greasy, and if they are less, they will be bland. They need to be moderate, but moderate is easy to say, but there are not many that can be done."

He also made a brief comment. After all, he was an ancient emperor, or an emperor who created many prosperous times and established diplomatic relations with many overseas countries. The banquet guards only had a lot of good things.

In ancient times, science and technology were underdeveloped. When people were rich but had nothing to do, all kinds of things to improve life came out.

As the imperial chefs of the emperor, they have to let the emperor taste the food he likes. Therefore, keeping improving is the principle of the imperial chef.

In this aspect, Rong Weng lacked a lot.

Rong Weng sighed: "Yes, I started to lose strength when I was halfway through the process, and I didn't dare to continue, for fear of ruining this bowl of soup."

Besides, he also thought that there would be no problem if so many people shared a small bowl of soup.

Unexpectedly, someone really tasted it.

Yan Shou hummed, and continued: "Bet, you lost."

Rong Weng was convinced this time: "If I lose, I am willing to bet and admit defeat."

After a pause, he said vigilantly, "But I'm going to say something ugly first, if they don't cook well, I'll scold them fiercely."

"Well, it's okay." The guard was not worried at all, "They have big hearts."

Rong Weng: "..."

Rong Weng was getting older, and he didn't continue to be a judge in the final round, but he didn't leave either. Instead, he took advantage of the situation and sat next to the banquet guard, giving directions to the competition cheerfully.

"That number five is now number three. This dish is well-made and stylish."

"Hey, he is proficient in this movement. It seems that he has practiced a lot of knife skills."

Qi Huai listened to his ramblings, and turned to look at him curiously, "Isn't No. [-]'s technique better?"

Rong Weng smiled slightly: "No. [-] is really good, but he has been practicing spoon-tossing since he was three years old. He deserves the title of this champion. It's a certainty, so there's no need to talk about it."

Qi Huai nodded in silence for his Uncle Zhang.

It seems that I can only go back with a second one.

Although Yan Shou didn't pay much attention to him, Rong Weng still read with gusto by himself.

Anyway, he won't stand in the cold, the little angel Qi Huai will happily chat with him.

In the last round, it was exactly as Rong Weng said, the person who started to throw spoons at the age of three won the championship, and Uncle Zhang won No.2.

Although it was only a silver trophy, Qi Huai happily went to pick him up.

"Uncle Zhang! You got No.2, that's amazing!"

Rong Weng looked at Qi Huai's cheerful appearance, turned his head and asked the banquet guard in shock: "This, this is your chef?"

The banquet guard nodded: "I said, my family."

Rong Weng: "..."

He endured it for a long time, but still didn't know what to say, so he could only speak angrily: "Violence!"

Such a good seed, take it to be the chef of the cafeteria?

Rong Weng could feel the other party's love for food and the profession of chef, how could he have the heart to let such a handsome young man bow his head for the sake of capital?

It must be the banquet guard who has grasped the other party's economic lifeline!

Rong Weng felt that this must be the case, and he began to conceive how to snatch people over, train them well, and maybe they will be successful in a few years.

Rong Weng rolled his eyes, and suddenly said politely: "You also said let me taste it, why don't I go back with you, and I can even give pointers to your chef."

The banquet guard refused abruptly: "No, we have a lot of chefs, I'm afraid you will die of exhaustion."

Rong Weng waved his hand indifferently: "Hey, it's just a taste, it's not like I can't handle it."

When he was young, he led more than 20 chefs to work in the background in an orderly manner!

The guard gave him a meaningful look: "Really, I don't believe it."

"You!" Rong Weng slapped the table angrily, "Tell me, what should I do!"

Yan Shou said leisurely: "There seems to be a printing shop nearby, sign a contract, so that you will not shrink back when encountering difficulties."

Rong Weng's temper is unrestrained: "Sign!"

Isn't it just tasting and occasional explanation?Why did he back down.

The banquet guard nodded: "Yes, let's go."

Rong Weng always felt that he was looking down on others with his arrogant appearance, so he went to sign the agreement without saying a word. He has gone through so many ups and downs, can he still read a contract?

Both of them moved very quickly. Weng Rong looked at the contract and made sure that there was no trap, that is, he needed to give some comments after the tasting and explain the class to them once a week.

Rong Weng emphasized: "This lecture can only be given by your deep-sea chefs, and they are not fresh recruits!"

"That's for sure," Yan Shou nodded, "Why should I let others learn something?"

There was no problem. Although the liquidated damages were high, Rong Weng felt that he would not breach the contract.

He signed his name without saying a word, and the guard at the side reminded: "Don't be nervous, you are always in poor health, you can work for two hours a day."

"Two hours? I can taste food for eight hours!" Rong Weng spoke with great confidence.

"Okay, if it's inconvenient for you to come and go, we will provide accommodation at any time, don't worry, the environment must be good."

The banquet guard presented the advantages of their cooperation one by one, and Rong Weng's mood improved a lot.

Although the young man's speech was harsh, he was still a good person.

Rong Weng's house is pretty close, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the deep sea fish pond for a massage, and he didn't want the dormitory provided by the banquet.

After the domestic competition of the Chef King Competition, Rong Weng bid farewell to Yan Shou, turned around and drove home.

Qi Huai came out at this time: "Uncle, what are you doing for so long?"

There was a faint smile in Yan Shou's eyes: "I fooled a teacher chef."

Qi Huai blinked, and became interested in this, and the guard Yan answered vaguely.

This little old man has a bad temper, and he is the most reluctant to be questioned by others, and Yan Shou has a good seed waiting to be rescued, so the little old man will definitely come over.

Even if he could see that Yan Shou was planning, he would jump in.

It's just to taste the food, and it won't be unpalatable if you can open a restaurant.

When he passes by and sees many good seedlings, he will definitely not leave because he cherishes his talents, so this person will stay.

What happened afterwards was exactly as Yanshou expected, when the little old man came over, he was shocked by the number of people and felt like retreating.

Motivated by Yanshou's contract to move forward, after seeing the craftsmanship of these seedlings, he decided to stay.

At that time, Qi Huai looked at it, and felt that he must learn to be like Yan Shou in the future, no matter the conspiracy, others would have to jump!

*

After returning from the culinary competition, Qi Huai had to go to school.

The banquet guard personally sent him there that day, and Qi Huai was the only one left on the road. He didn't know that Yuan Ange didn't need to go to school until the moment he got in the car.

"He's going to play, and now he has to get in touch with his teammates."

Yan Shou's simple explanation obviously did not satisfy Qi Huai, he lowered his head: "Then, can I not go?"

Yan Shou raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Don't you want the number one in the college entrance examination?"

Qi Huai pursed his lips, feeling a little depressed.

It's not that he doesn't like studying, but that in this strange school, he is the only one and no one else knows him.

Qi Huai knew clearly that in the third year of high school, everyone who had been together for several years must have their own small group, and it was impossible to accommodate him just because he was a transfer student.

Therefore, when the time comes, I will come alone and leave alone. The humpback whale, which has a gentle temperament and loves humans, said no.

Anyway, give him a fake human!

"If you still feel reluctant, we don't have to go," Yan Shou said while driving, "I can turn around at any time."

"From your point of view, you may be afraid of getting along with humans, but in the future you may need to get along with humans often. If the shark bead is broken, it will soon be completely broken. At that time, we will not be able to go back to the bottom of the sea, Xiao Huai."

Qi Huai was taken aback for a moment, apparently not understanding what Yan Shou said.

They have fish tails, gills, and consciousness. Why can't they return to the bottom of the sea?

Sighing, the banquet guard rubbed the child's head: "Then shall we go back?"

"No," Qi Huai tightened Yanshou's hand, a little uneasy, "Uncle, I'm going to school, I just want you to coax me."

Banquet guard: "..."

I'm sorry, uncle, I really don't understand.

But Qi Huai's mind is no longer on this, he is a little worried: "We, why can't we go back?"

Yanshou explained to the boy: "Our ability to evolve is all obtained from shark beads, you should know that."

"Once the Shark Bead is broken, we will lose this ability. Most of the things we have been gifted by the Shark Bead will be taken away, and then we will face a choice."

"Do you want to be a human, or a sea creature."

In his heart, Yan Shou wanted them to be human.

When marine animals are either eaten or eaten by others, they live an unstable life on the bottom of the sea that may change at any time.

But as human beings, they can enrich themselves, escape to other planets when danger comes, and have their own consciousness and ideas.

These are things that animals cannot bestow.

But Yan Shou didn't say this to the boy, he didn't want their choices to be disturbed by him, the clansmen only needed to learn how to survive and leave themselves with choices.

Of course, his words also faintly revealed his thoughts.

"But no matter which one you choose, you have to ensure that you have the ability to live a good life," Yan Shou said, and rubbed the boy's head with his hand. "From my point of view, I naturally hope that you will learn to get along with humans. In the future, no matter whether you want to go ashore or go to sea, you will be fearless.”

But from the perspective of parents, he didn't want Qi Huai to be so entangled.

Who would have thought that people just wanted to be coaxed?

Yanshou decided not to think about it.

Afterwards, Qi Huai and Yan Shou said that he would go to school, and it wasn't forced. On the way Yan Shou sent him to school, Qi Huai looked at the street outside, a little dazed.

The shark beads will disappear soon, and once they disappear, they will either never be able to land, or they will never be able to return to the bottom of the sea.

How would he choose?

After thinking about it for a while, Qi Huai felt that he would definitely choose to be on the shore. On the shore, he has the ability to realize himself and get the attention of others.

Instead of living alone in the deep sea, in the dark.

Now that he has decided on his future direction, Qi Huai has become more serious, and seems to want to study hard every day as if it were his last.

When the banquet guard sent Qi Huai to the school gate, Qi Huai suddenly raised his head and asked, "Uncle, before the shark pearl is broken, can we go to the bottom of the sea again?"

The guard was taken aback for a moment, then laughed lightly: "Don't worry."

"Even if the shark bead is broken, if you want to go, I can send you down."

Qi Huai was relieved, he bent his eyebrows and said, "I will get along well with my classmates!"

The banquet guard handed Qi Huai the schoolbag, and simply instructed: "Eat in the cafeteria at noon, you can use the meal card, and I will pick you up in the afternoon."

Qi Huai's eyes were gentle: "Okay!"

He stood at the school gate, and the smile on his face faded when he watched the guard leave, and he walked into the school with his schoolbag on his back.

It's just that no matter how weak the smile is, it can't conceal his friendly and gentle physique. Many people can't help but look at him, eager to be friends with Huai Zai.

*

After that, the life of the banquet guard became regular.

He sent Qi Huai to school in the morning, then went to sleep, went to the restaurant in the afternoon, then picked Qi Huai back, taught Qi Huai how to study, and then continued to sleep.

The life was so comfortable that the banquet guard even became lazy.

And the chef at the restaurant, with the help of the little old man, has become more and more excellent. It seems that everything is on the right track and everything is calm.

Too leisurely, Yan Shou finally thought of Li Xiaoman who was thrown in Haishui City by him and all the Sea Clans in Haishui City.

Hmm... It looks like the days are coming to an end, shouldn't he go and see them?

After all, he is also a king in charge.

Still hesitating between going and not going, Yan Qinghe, who hadn't contacted him for a long time, called again.

Yan Shou answered the phone lazily, and decided not to go because of the call.

Yan Qinghe must have trouble finding himself, and he doesn't need to make more trouble.

Over there, Yan Qinghe's tone was a little dignified: "There is a small county in a foreign country that has been infected, and there is nothing to do now. The other side has decided to abandon this county and block the sea area."

This is a little-known small country, but because it is close to the sea, there is a risk of infection.

The first infected person was a fisherman, but he thought it was because he didn't take a bath when he saw the black and blue, and he didn't care.

When serious phenomena appeared later, he was worried that he would be taken to some laboratory or burned to death.

Eventually he wrapped himself up and told no one.

But as a fisherman, the fish he caught were all caught in the black sea, and these fish themselves also carried a little bit of these viruses, so the whole county suffered disaster.

At present, they still don't know whether there are any people in the county who are not infected.

After Yan Qinghe received the news, his immediate reaction was to call Yan Shou, wanting to know what Yan Shou planned to do.

Listening to the news, Yan Shou raised his eyebrows: "Are you looking for me to exchange for gold coins?"

Yan Qinghe: "...No, this country doesn't have much money, so it probably won't be exchanged for gold coins."

"Then let him change the country next door," Yan Shou said lightly, giving advice to Yan Qinghe, "Otherwise, this era of fast transportation will affect them sooner or later."

Yan Qinghe thought about what the country next door was, and it seemed that he was not short of money.

"Well, I'm just telling you, you just need to be sensible."

After finishing speaking, Yan Qinghe exchanged pleasantries before hanging up the phone.

Yan Shou raised his eyebrows, his eyes did not connive at the usual cubs at all, on the contrary there was a cold silence.

It was because he was too gentle, but Yan Qinghe felt that he could be used to test his "kindness".