The reporters were a little surprised by Jiang Hao's request, and some reporters asked: "Is Mr. Zhou afraid that the judges will cheat and deliberately disapprove of your dishes, so you want to taste it yourself." ”

"No, I just want to taste what the top food made by the top chefs in Hong Kong is like, that's all."

After Jiang Hao finished speaking, he pulled his suitcase and entered the boarding gate.

On the plane, Zhen Xiaoqiu asked Jiang Hao: "Are you confident in participating in this food competition?" ”

Jiang Hao smiled faintly: "Tasting is originally a subjective thing, we did a food and spit braised show, and we offended too many people, do you think they will give me good reviews, what would you do if you were a judge." ”

Zhen Xiaoqiu frowned, "Then if you still participate, they will definitely humiliate you." ”

"Hehe, yearning for fictitious interests often loses existing happiness." Jiang Hao said.

Zhen Xiaoqiu was stunned when she heard it, "What do you mean?" ”

"Who knows who's going to be the winner, maybe we're going to be different." Jiang Hao showed an unfathomable smile.

When the plane arrived at the Demon Capital Airport, Zhen Xiaoqiu and Jiang Hao separated, Zhen Xiaoqiu wanted to take a group of people to the south, another assistant director took people to the north, and Jiang Hao took a group of people to Shaolin Temple.

Chinese Culinary Training Institute!

Hehe, it doesn't exist.

It was just the kitchen of the Shaolin Temple, and a plaque hung on the high gate, "Shaolin Rejoices".

The filming team has communicated with the Shaolin Temple and allowed them to shoot the real Shaolin cooking, a steward took the filming team into the Shaolin Temple kitchen, Jiang Hao saw a few large cauldrons in the kitchen, and asked curiously: "What does this do?" ”

The steward replied: "Amitabha, my Shaolin martial arts are at its peak, and the chef who stir-fries also has to practice, this beam is for them to hang upside down and stir-fry with their heads down, and over time, they can practice the kung fu of hanging the golden hook upside down." ”

Jiang Hao asked curiously, "What if you accidentally fall down?" ”

"Our Shaolin Temple does not taboo meat, Amitabha." The steward said with a smile.

Jiang Hao couldn't help but shudder.

The photographer shoots the scenery of Shaolin Temple, on the west side of Shaolin Temple, a wheat field under the Gan Terrace, looking at the main hall of Shaolin Temple with black roof and red wall, bathed in the chanting sound of the world's first ancient temple, and absorbing the aura of Zhongyue Songshan.

Not far from the wheat field is the Shaolin Temple's own vegetable field, the vegetable garden is very neatly maintained, and all kinds of green vegetables grow fresh and lovely.

Jiang Hao thought of his own affairs, and asked the supervisor: "Master, I am also a chef myself, I came here, in addition to filming Shaolin kitchen, I also want to learn Shaolin cooking, I hope your temple can allow it." ”

The steward said, "This requires the abbot's consent." ”

The filming team went to busy them, Jiang Hao followed the supervisor to the backyard, met the Shaolin abbot, and when passing by several halls, the supervisor did not forget to introduce, "This is the Dharma Academy, this is the Discipline Academy, this is the Luohan Hall..."

Luohan Hall, Jiang Hao heard these three words, and couldn't help but glance in the direction of Luohan Hall, for fear that 18 golden people would come out of it, drag him in, and greet him fiercely with a brick folding chair.

"Whew, it's good that I didn't offend the abbot."

Finally, Jiang Hao met the Shaolin abbot and the master of the dream in the backyard.

Master Mengyi's eyes were wise, looking at Jiang Hao and nodding with a smile, Jiang Hao had a feeling of being seen through by the other party.

"Master, I have the heart to learn authentic Shaolin cooking, and I hope the abbot will allow it." Jiang Hao said respectfully.

"Buddhism is open to convenience, since you want to learn, it's not impossible, but if you want to learn authentic Buddhist cooking, you need to become a Buddhist family, donor, I see that you also have some wisdom, it's better to worship my Buddha and sit down." Master Dream Relic said.

Jiang Hao was a little dumbfounded, let himself be a monk, this is not good.

"Master, I..."

As soon as Jiang Hao said three words, the abbot waved his hand to interrupt him, "I know that you are not over, so I only accept you as a lay disciple." Shaolin lay disciples need to abide by the precepts in the temple, and they are not bound by the precepts of the Qing rules when they leave Shaolin. ”

"Moreover, only by becoming a Shaolin disciple can you learn the real Shaolin cooking, I mean the real one." The abbot winked at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao's body couldn't help but fight a cold war.

Do you refuse, you just want to learn cooking, you don't necessarily have to learn it in Shaolin Temple, New Oriental, Lanxiang and other places are also okay.

The supervisor next to him secretly stabbed Jiang Hao, Jiang Hao looked over, and the supervisor gave him a quick yes look.

Jiang Hao suddenly thought that the abbot in the movie was very cautious, and how he dealt with Stephen Zhou later.

"Thank you Abbot, I am willing to be a lay disciple of Buddhism."

Since you can't resist, then you can agree quickly, and you can still make a good impression.

Jiang Hao knelt on the ground, took the ordination, and became a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple under the abbot's door, and his rank was not low.

The abbot nodded with a smile and said, "Come, you follow me to the backyard and tell you a secret, Shaolin Thirty-six Rooms, I was born in the kitchen back then, and if you want to learn the real Shaolin cooking, I can teach you in person." ”

"Shaolin kitchen recipes are all-encompassing, all the delicacies in the world in the long history of China for thousands of years, most of our Shaolin kitchens have records, such as Dongpo meat, called flower chicken, Buddha jumping over the wall, Pei Gong dog meat, eight immortals across the sea to make arhats and so on."

Jiang Hao's eyes widened: "Master, can monks eat meat?" ”

"Buddhism doesn't kill and don't contaminate karma, can you eat meat, it's still okay, the Buddha didn't say that he wasn't allowed to eat meat, right, besides, where does a person get the strength if he doesn't eat meat, how can he fight if he doesn't have the strength." Master Dream Relic said with a smile.

It was the first time Jiang Hao had heard such a theory, and it was from the mouth of the abbot of Shaolin Temple, which really subverted his previous cognition.

No wonder, no wonder Shaolin outcast Tang Niu knows how to cook all dishes, it turns out that the roots are here.

In this way, from this day on, Jiang Hao began his Shaolin career, sleeping three times a day and getting up five watches, studying hard, Master Mengyi likes Jiang Hao very much, and teaches his decades of cooking experience, Jiang Hao seems to have opened the second pulse of Ren Du, and the cooking skills can be described as a thousand miles a day.

"Master, will you learn the Shaolin Sutra and the Washing the Pulp Sutra or something, after learning it, you can fly the eaves and walk the wall, and you will be invincible in the world."

Master Mengyi shook his head, "How can there be such a magic skill in the world, if there is, you tell me, I also want to learn." ”

"Master, is there a Bodhisattva Immortal in that world?"

"Bodhisattva, at ease in the heart, immortals, at ease and immortals."

"Master, a month has passed, I want to go back to Xiangjiang and participate in the food competition, do you want to go to Xiangjiang with me to have a look, Xiangjiang is very prosperous."

"Don't go, the teacher is old, the prosperity is just a passing cloud, I will tell you a word before leaving, keep a calm mind in everything."

"Thank you for the master's teachings, the disciple has taken his leave."