Ge Changhe's master and apprentice's dream of being a chef was shattered, and Yelu Chara also began to laugh at himself on the side, it turned out that his cooking skills had surpassed his master, let alone under Yang Huairen, but the reality slapped him mercilessly.

Ge Changhe knew that he had lost, but he was still not convinced, so he asked, "Yang Jungong, where did you learn the knife technique of cutting Wensi tofu?" ”

Of course, Yang Huairen couldn't blurt out Lan Xiang's name, let alone mention his father in later generations, so he replied tactfully, "The family teacher once gave me a word or two instructions on the knife technique below, and I only learned one of the ten family teachers in the next one." ”

"One out of ten?"

Ge Changhe smiled bitterly, "Yang Jungong's sword technique has already become superb, and this is only one of the ten masters of the Venerable Master, and that Venerable Master is really a god-like existence." ”

Yang Huairen couldn't help but wonder, "Hehe, in the Great Song Dynasty, everyone also said that the family teacher was a god descending from the earth." ”

"Is this true?"

I don't know if Ge Changhe Wen Yang Huairen is still talking to himself, he pondered for a while, and then said, "The old man thinks that a person who can be ten times higher than Yang Jungong's sword skills is really not a mortal.

Even the two masters of the culinary world, who were famous all over the world at the time, I am afraid that only Yang Jungong has the current skill level, and Yang Jungong is so young, and it is just around the corner to surpass his predecessors and become the god of kitchen gods in the future.

The old man now also understands that Yang Jungong is called the new generation of kitchen gods, which seems to be worthy of the name, the old man and the apprentice don't know the height of the sky, and they actually come to the class to get an axe, and they are humiliated, it is the old man who is reckless, alas......"

Yang Huairen said humbly, "Senior Ge has won the award, and the small skills of carving insects are not enough to worry about." ”

When he heard these words, he was not humble, but arrogant, he shook his head and said, "Yang Jungong, the old man's master-apprentice cooking skills are not your opponents, but there is one more thing that the old man has to say." ”

Yang Huairen smiled calmly, "Senior Ge, please advise." ”

Ge Changhe said, "If Yang Jungong thinks that all the cooks of the Liao Kingdom are your opponents, then you are wrong. Even in Zhongjing City, the old man is not the most skilled cook. ”

"Oh?" Yang Huairen was a little skeptical.

Ge Changhe said very firmly, "Yang Jungong can not believe it, but if the old man says something, please judge Yang Jungong for himself."

About two years ago, the old man rushed to the market to buy vegetables and other ingredients needed for the back kitchen of Weiyuan Building, passing by a small stall selling tofu, and met a Han man, who seemed to be a cook, and he was extremely dissatisfied with the tofu sold by the vendor.

When the peddler saw such a person making trouble in front of his tofu stall and was afraid of ruining the business, he scolded this person, saying that the man did not understand tofu and making irresponsible remarks about his tofu, which was purely malicious slander.

The man was not in a hurry, and he said several ways to judge the quality of a piece of tofu in a very orderly manner, and in the end, the tofu vendor was speechless.

Seeing that the man was so proficient in ingredients, the old man felt like-minded in his heart, so he told him that the old man was the chef of Weiyuan Building, and he would make very good quality southern tofu at home.

The man was overjoyed, so he agreed to purchase tofu from the old man from then on, and from that time on, the man came to Weiyuan Building to buy tofu, and when he was in a good mood, he would chat with the old man for a few words.

One day, when he came to buy tofu again, he happened to bump into the old man practicing knife skills, and it was this Wensi tofu that he was making at that time.

At that time, the old man's knife skills were not very proficient, but he was also conceited in Zhongjing City, and his knife skills should be the best, but unexpectedly, the man actually laughed at the old man's knife skills.

The old man thought to himself, I kindly sold you the best tofu in the capital, but you didn't know how to be grateful, but said something light to entertain me, how could I not be angry?

The man was refuted by the old man, but he was not angry, he came over and took the old man's kitchen knife, and demonstrated the correct cutting method of Wensi tofu, which was somewhat similar to the knife method of Yang Jungong of Fang Cai.

The old man was taken aback at the time, he didn't expect that there were people in Zhongjing City who were better than the old man's sword skills, but no matter how the old man practiced later, he could only practice to the level that he had just shown, and he couldn't reach your kind of knife work like a refinement realm in any case.

I'm ashamed, the old man has been in the kitchen for half his life, and he still can't reach the realm of the real kitchen god, it seems that it is the destiny of heaven, alas......"

Yang Huairen didn't have time to listen to him sigh, listening to what he said, he suddenly thought of a person, and just opened his mouth to ask, but he heard the apprentice Yang Lotte behind him exclaim and ask, "Senior Ge, dare to ask what the Han cook you said looks like?" What's his name? ”

Ge Changhe was suddenly interrupted, seeing that it was a younger young man, he was stunned for a moment, Yang Huairen hurriedly introduced, "This is a junior apprentice, he was rude just now, I hope the seniors will forgive me." ”

Yang Huairen naturally knew that Yang Lotian seemed to think of the same thing as him, and the mysterious Han chef in Ge Changhe's mouth was likely to be Yang Letian's biological father.

Ge Changhe didn't know why, and seeing that Yang Huairen's master and apprentice seemed to be very interested in this Han cook, he raised his head and looked into the distance and thought about it, and said, "That Han cook, the old man has met him many times, but everyone's friendship is limited to buying and selling tofu, and occasionally chatting a few idle days, but they have never inquired about each other's affairs."

The old man asked him how to call him, he only said once that his surname was Yang, but he didn't say all the names, and the old man also wanted everyone to have a name for each other, so he didn't ask any further.

As for which restaurant he worked as a cook, the old man never inquired, but as far as the old man knew, there were no such people in the only few restaurants in Zhongjing City that purchased the old man's special southern tofu from Weiyuan Building, let alone seen the old man's special southern tofu appear in other restaurants.

The old man only knew that he was good at knife work, and he didn't know much about this person's cooking skills, but he just guessed that his level should not be low, but he was low-key and didn't want to be in the limelight. ”

Yang Huairen understood Ge Changhe's intention to tell him this story, so he said politely, "The things in the world are naturally higher than a mountain, and I thank Ge's predecessors for their teaching." ”

After that, he and his apprentice Yang Lotian glanced at each other, and from their respective eyes, they knew that the Han cook surnamed Yang that Ge Changhe said should most likely be surnamed Yang, not Mu Yiyang.

So judging from this information, this person is very likely to be Yang Lotian's long-lost biological father.

But the clues that Ge Changhe said still seemed to be too vague, and he couldn't describe his appearance, and judging from the judgment given to him, the person didn't look like he was a chef in a restaurant in Zhongjing City.

But since he is a cook and doesn't work in a restaurant, then ......