Xian Ao

The kitchen of the Black Tiger Hall has more than 20 rooms, including a soup room, a pastry room, a cold dish room, a meat dish room, and a raw material room. There are a total of 17 chefs, plus various servants, and more than 100 people working here to prepare meals for the 2,000 disciples of the Black Tiger Hall.

Yu Zecheng is one of the chefs. He has his own special kitchen soup room. Back in his soup room, Yu Zecheng waited silently. Seeing him come back, many chefs and servants nodded to him, but no one dared to talk to him.

Yu Zecheng originally came here to work as a handyman. On the one hand, he knew that his mother needed to nourish her body, but his family was poor and had no money to buy supplements. On the other hand, he didn't want to be a handyman for his whole life without a chance to make a breakthrough. So he relied on the extensive reading of books and found a recipe for medicinal food in "Suiyuan Travel Notes". He studied it painstakingly and finally made a delicious medicinal food nourishing soup with this recipe.

After the soup was developed, Yu Zecheng took the opportunity to offer it to everyone, and it was immediately praised by everyone. It tasted delicious and had a tonic effect. It was well received.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. His research results were spied on by Wang Xuesen, the head chef in the kitchen. Relying on his power, Wang Xuesen wanted to buy the recipe of this soup.

Yu Zecheng sold it to Wang Xuesen for ten taels of silver without saying a word. However, no matter how Wang Xuesen boiled it according to the recipe, the soup he made did not taste like Yu Zecheng's. It was either salty or light, and it was not delicious at all. In the end, he was scolded by Ma Laohei.

Wang Xuesen found Yu Zecheng, and Yu Zecheng demonstrated the process of making soup in front of him, which was exactly the same as the process of recording the recipe given to him. However, Wang Xuesen made soup according to the same process, but it was not delicious, not as good as Yu Zecheng's. He could not make such a delicious soup even if he worked himself to death.

So at the suggestion of the deputy hall master Cui Renxiong, Yu Zecheng became the youngest chef, in charge of the soup room, and made this tonic soup for the dignitaries in the hall.

Wang Xuesen knew that Yu Zecheng had kept a trick up his sleeve, and was very dissatisfied with the result. He began to suppress Yu Zecheng, and then the two began a chef-to-chef battle. Wang Xuesen first tampered with the ingredients of the soup, passing inferior products off as good ones, in order to ruin Yu Zecheng's reputation.

Yu Zecheng fought back, deliberately inviting Cui Renxiong to discover the problem with the ingredients, and used this to start a counterattack and make Wang Xuesen's behavior public. As a result, Wang Xuesen was scolded by Ma Laohei. If it weren't for his strong connections and strong strength, he would have been driven out of the kitchen by Cui Renxiong, and he would never dare to tamper with the ingredients again.

Wang Xuesen failed in one plan, and then he came up with another one. He sent a chef to be his assistant in the name of Yu Zecheng's young age, hoping to steal this soup. Yu Zecheng was unambiguous and did things in a proper manner. He didn't look like a child at all. The assistant was here for a month, and he learned every step well, but he just couldn't make a delicious soup.

During a big celebration in the hall, Yu Zecheng took the opportunity to take sick leave for three days. During these three days, his assistant did not make a good soup. In the end, everyone knew that no one could make this soup except Yu Zecheng, so the assistant had to leave sadly.

In this way, Yu Zecheng and Wang Xuesen fought for several months. Wang Xuesen tried his best but could not learn the secret of this soup. In the end, he had to accept this reality and no longer had hope for this soup. Therefore, Yu Zecheng became the youngest chef in the Black Tiger Hall.

Naturally, Wang Xuesen would not have a good face for Yu Zecheng from then on. Wang Xuesen had great power in the kitchen, so no other chefs and servants dared to greet Yu Zecheng in front of Wang Xuesen. But no one dared to bully Yu Zecheng, because during the fight between the two of them in the past few months, everyone knew the means of Yu Zecheng, a young boy, and believed that he would definitely not be a fish in the pond in the future.

Yu Zecheng sat in the soup room, thinking that the struggle in these months had made him mature and scheming, far beyond his peers.

Yu Zecheng was thinking about why Bai Hexi was so arrogant at first and then respectful, rewarding him. He was a congenital master, and even the head of the Ma Hall had to look at his eyes. The underworld tycoon Mo Tianlang died in his hands. Why would he care so much about his soup?

While thinking, Yu Zecheng was envious of Bai Hexi's momentum. He was a handsome young man in white clothes, a feather fan and a scarf, young and rich, respected by everyone. He became Yu Zecheng's idol unconsciously.

Sure enough, Cui Renxiong came soon, went to the kitchen to arrange the chef's work, called the chores to work, and finally walked to Yu Zecheng's soup room.

Yu Zecheng saw Cui Renxiong, and immediately saluted and said:

"Here, head of the hall, I am unworthy of this reward, please help me send it back."

This is just an excuse. Cui Renxiong was a mean person. He had been salivating when he saw Bai Hexi's reward of two taels of gold. He came here in the name of work. Seeing that Yu Zecheng was really sensible and contributed the gold to him, he could not help but take it, nodded and said: "Little Yuzi is really sensible. I will return the gold for you." After thinking about it, he felt that he was a bit too much. Then he took out a silver ingot from his bag and said: "I'll give you these ten taels of silver. It's not a waste of joy." Yu Zecheng took the silver. Gold turned into silver. Although the depreciation was amazing, it was also a gain. Yu Zecheng said steadily: "Thank you, Master." Cui Renxiong continued: "Master Bai has decided to stay here for a few days. You have to prepare your soup, so that there will be no soup to entertain people." Yu Zecheng replied: "Please rest assured, Master, I have prepared extra soup. I will never make mistakes." Cui Renxiong nodded and said:

"You are steady and shrewd, and I can rest assured that you will do things well. How are you doing with your practice of the Tiger Roaring Heaven Technique? If you reach the level of Dacheng, I will recommend you to apply for a job in the main hall to learn the art. A little chef is a complete waste of your talent. "

As long as the disciples of the Tiger Gang reach the age of six, they will choose an internal skill and mind method among the Tiger Roaring Technique, Black Tiger Strength, Golden Tiger Technique, White Tiger Qi, Purple Tiger Technique, and Blue Tiger Sutra to practice. Among them, the Tiger Roaring Technique is These are the most primitive versions of these exercises, and the other Five Tigers internal skills and mental methods are all developed on this basis.

Although the Tiger Roaring Technique has a resounding name, it is actually similar to Arhat Fist and Mantis Fist that are popular on the streets, and it is a very popular technique. However, the exercises belong to the authentic mental methods, which are characterized by peaceful Qi, stable foundation, and will never go crazy. However, the growth of true energy is slow and the lethality is weak, so it is transformed by experts on this basis to develop other internal powers of the Five Tigers. As long as you are not a fool in this Kung Fu, you will be able to practice it to the Dacheng state within ten years at the latest. Of course, the Dacheng in this Kung Fu will not be that strong.

Nowadays, there are very few disciples of the Tiger Gang who practice the Tiger Roaring Technique. When Yu Zecheng chose this internal skill, his grandfather Zhang Fushan was still there. He originally planned to stimulate him when he was ten years old and help him practice to the state of great success. By laying a solid foundation in this way, one can master the other five internal skills in one go. Who would have known that when Yu Zecheng was ten years old, Zhang Fushan, who was known as the pioneer of mountain axe, died fighting for the Black Tiger Hall outside. Naturally, no one else would urge him to do it. No, I can only rely on self-cultivation.

Yu Zecheng replied:

"Thank you for your concern, Master. My disciple is incompetent. I don't know why there is always a slight obstacle. I have never been able to cultivate it to the level of Dacheng."

Cui Inxiong nodded and said:

"That's how cultivation is. It's just that the time is not there. If you persevere, you will definitely succeed."

Then he gave a few more instructions and said:

"You go home and rest. They have almost eaten today. I will give you half a day off tomorrow morning. They drank so much that they will never wake up tomorrow morning. Remember to make good soup for everyone tomorrow afternoon. ”

After saying that, Cui Renxiong left the kitchen. As the deputy hall master, he was responsible for all the internal affairs of the hall master and was very busy. After arranging the work in the kitchen, he left.

Yu Zecheng watched him leave and started to clean up the soup room. The mother soup for tomorrow has been prepared. He only needs to add some ingredients tomorrow and simmer it for two hours and it will be ready to drink. Yu Zecheng cleaned up the soup room and placed the items neatly before leaving the soup room.

Before leaving, Yu Zecheng took out a skin bag from his arms, and then poured some prepared soup into the skin bag. This was the soup he made specially. It is a great tonic and has a certain supplementary effect on the mother's body. , Yu Zecheng would secretly take some home every time.

When I walked out of the kitchen, it was already midnight, and there was almost no wine inside. While I was waiting, the chef Wang Xuesen had already left.

Seeing that Yu Zecheng was about to leave, Master Zhao, who was in charge of cleaning up the banquet, handed over a bag of leftovers. This was the benefit of the kitchen. The leftover food and wine in the lobby could be taken home by these cooks and handymen for their families.

Yu Zecheng took it and said:

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Jun nodded, looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, and said:

"Go back quickly."

Seeing Zhao Jun's actions, Yu Zecheng knew that there must be something good in the leftover food and wine. Those who are closer to the water and the terrace sometimes get the moon. Sometimes people in the kitchen will take some good ingredients home pretending to be leftovers. This is the result of the struggle between myself and Wang Xuesen. No one dares to underestimate themselves, and they will naturally think of themselves when dividing things.

Yu Zecheng nodded to express his understanding and gratitude, then walked out of the kitchen, left the Black Tiger Hall, and turned into the alley.

After walking for a while, I gradually returned home. Yu Zecheng's home is in Qianmen Lane, and the courtyard left by his grandfather was not sold even in the most difficult moments. Although the courtyard at home is not large, it is also a separate courtyard.

When he got home, his mother was still waiting for him. His younger brother and sister had gone to bed, and the food his mother had prepared for him had gone cold. When he came back, his mother got up to warm up the food for him.

Yu Zecheng stopped his mother's actions, went into the kitchen, and re-boiled the soup in the bag. Then I opened the leftovers, and sure enough, under the leftovers distributed outside, there was a pork knuckle weighing three kilograms.

Yu Zecheng took out the pork knuckle and put the leftovers on a plate. These leftovers are also very good. Except for the braised pork, it is just the bones in sauce. They have not been touched much and are completely edible.

After Yu Zecheng finished all this, he returned to the dining table and handed the soup to his mother. Then he picked up the rice bowl and took a few bites. In fact, he was already full at Black Tiger Hall. How could a chef starve himself? I only eat a few bites from time to time to cope with my mother, so as not to make her feel that my efforts are in vain.

Mother took the soup, drank it slowly, and said:

"This time it is a complete victory. Ma Laohei is indeed more capable than the old hall master. The old hall master has been fighting for twenty years and has not won. Ma Laohei wiped out the Wild Wolf Gang in one year. It seems that he was really a small boy before. Look at him."

Yu Zecheng nodded and said:

"Yes, from now on Black Tiger Hall will become the largest gang in Linhai City. In fact, without the support of the Shi family, it would not be so easy to recruit those experts."

Mother said:

"It seems that Ma Laohei was very discerning in marrying Shi Sanmei. Did the Chen family, Tie family, and Yu family, the iron hats in the city, send someone over?"

Yu Zecheng said:

"I didn't come today, but I think someone will definitely come tomorrow. Now the Black Tiger Hall's power has greatly increased. Whether they want it or not, the Black Tiger Hall will be considered one of the six wealthy families in Linhai City from now on."

Mother continued:

"It's a pity that your grandpa didn't see this day. Is that Demonic Wolf dead? I heard that he has become an innate master?"

Yu Zecheng replied:

"The child saw his head. It was killed by the master Bai Shao of Chishui Sect hired by Ma Laohei."

When my mother heard the news, she couldn't help but shed tears and said:

"Your grandpa died in the hands of Demon Sirius back then. Although it is normal for children to die in battle, this is still a great revenge. Tomorrow I will visit his old man's grave and tell him the good news. You If you see this young master Bai, thank him properly."

Yu Zecheng said:

"I saw him today. He praised the child's soup for being delicious and rewarded him with ten taels of silver. Mother, please keep this to supplement the family income."

After speaking, he handed the silver pattern to his mother. Mother took the money and said:

"I collected it for you. It was originally reserved for you to get a wife. But the mistress of the old Xue family in the front yard had her leg broken in the battle, and old Li Tou from the east street also died in the battle. I happened to go over and give the money as a gift. Your grandfather helped us when he died. People cannot be without conscience, so we must help them now.

Although many people died in this great victory, it was worth it. A rising tide lifted all boats, and the Black Tiger Hall disciples were proud when they walked on the street. Even we all borrowed money, and someone came to propose marriage today. Xu Erliang from Xu Ji Restaurant at the front door asked someone to propose marriage. His daughter is fair and tender, and she looks like the child of a good family. What do you think? If it works, let's book the marriage first. "

Yu Zecheng shook his head and said:

"Mom, I'm still young. It's too early to say this now. Let's wait until two years later."

Mother said:

"You're going to make a move if you like it, but you still have to wait two years? All the good girls have been booked by others."

Yu Zecheng remained silent. His mother knew that Yu Zecheng had never repented of his words, and knew that what he said was useless, so she stopped talking, packed up the food, and left.

Yu Zecheng returned to his room, lit the oil lamp, picked up the book on the desk, and started reading. These books were left by his father. After his father lost his position as a deacon, he joined a gang's caravan and traveled around. Although it was very hard and could not be at home all the time, Yu Zecheng could feel his father's inner excitement. In fact, his father liked this kind of traveling around. In the life of a traveling merchant, one can travel all over the world.

Every time his father came back, he would bring a book for Yu Zecheng, most of which were miscellaneous travel notes by sages and great scholars. When he saw these books and the words above, Yu Zecheng felt as if he had been there himself and traveled in those places.

Yu Zecheng especially likes to read these books left by his father. In the book, there are records of Jiuzhou in the south of the world, and even remote areas such as Mobei, Suiyuan, Chuxi, and ancient Qin. Yu Zecheng read with gusto. The biggest ideal is to visit these places. Yu Zecheng's biggest wish is to travel around the world like Ming Chuan Yu, and leave his own travel notes for future generations to see and envy.

In this sky world, travel across the six realms. This can only be a dream. Let alone a little mortal like him, even an immortal would not be able to travel through the six realms like this.

Yu Zecheng read the books for a while under the oil lamp. Yu Zecheng had read the books left by his father at home many times and could even recite them backwards. Suddenly, Yu Zecheng came up with an idea, whether he should go out to buy two books and read them tomorrow.