System: Achieve the first restaurant at the start

The old beggar smiled, took a sip of wine, and smiled, looking very satisfied.

"When I apply, I must apply for the head chef. I don't do it for money, I just want to make a 'Tian Shen Yi Jue'! I think, here, with your ingredients, it is very possible to make a 'Tian Shen Yi Jue'" But the premise is that you must ensure that your supply of these raw materials is endless!"

Cheng Yuan was a little confused, and asked, "What is 'Tian Shen Yi Jue'?"

The old beggar looked out the door, his eyes were a little obsessed and intoxicated, and even more admirable and sincerely convinced.

"That's... the highest pursuit of being a chef! If you can make a masterpiece, you will die without regret!"

Cheng Yuan still didn't understand, "Then what is the best of the gods?"

The old beggar said firmly: "Any! Any dish can be a miracle!"

Cheng Yuan understood a little bit, and said again: "Have you ever eaten Tianshen Yijue? Is this Tianshenyijue better than the dishes in my restaurant? Have you ever eaten the dishes in my restaurant? How about I go Make you a copy."

Except for egg fried rice, the four dishes made by the old beggar are almost all ordinary ingredients!
Home-cooked stir-fry, using pork.

The drawing bridge is drawn out of sugar and apples.

This jade carving tofu is not a product of Cheng Yuan Farm.

Cheng Yuan's farm has no tofu yet!

Cheng Yuan guessed that the old beggar must have never eaten the hot spicy series, Tianma series, and Jindian series in his restaurant.

Otherwise he wouldn't have said such a thing.

Almost all the dishes in my restaurant can be called "the best of the gods"!
"Hehehe."

Seeing Cheng Yuan's full confidence, the old beggar smiled slightly and said, "Okay, then you can go."

Cheng Yuan was no longer modest and polite, he got up and walked towards the back kitchen.

Most of the back kitchen was burned, but many ingredients were in the refrigerator, and the refrigerator was not fried, so those ingredients were still there.

The old beggar also helped Cheng Yuan clean the kitchen briefly, so cooking is no problem at present.

Soon, Cheng Yuan made a spicy chicken stewed rice. In order to avoid the other party's dissatisfaction, he made another "Farewell My Concubine" and Jindian Spicy Chicken!
Of these three dishes, one must be rated as "the best of the gods"!
Taking confident steps, Cheng Yuan brought out the three dishes with great joy.

"Old man, try it."

The old beggar tasted the soft-shelled turtle chicken first, but the expression on his face did not change significantly.

This made Cheng Yuan, who was full of expectations, a little disappointed!

No way!
The soft-shelled turtle chicken is limited, and my restaurant only makes two servings a day, and they are all sold out!
Especially the chicken is a product of the farm.

Those who have eaten it have not said yes!

Is he pretending here?

"Old man, try this chicken! Mainly this chicken!"

The old beggar smiled and said: "Okay! It is indeed a very good dish! It can be said to be quite good! But, this is good, it comes from the ingredients, not you! This chicken is made by someone who has learned a little bit of cooking skills. It’s all this kind of taste! Your cooking skills, not only did not sublimate and add points to this precious ingredient, but also made its taste a bit strange! Of course, ordinary people can’t taste this, and the whole country can eat it No more than ten people will come out!"

His words shocked Cheng Yuan and made him even more ashamed!
The old beggar is telling the truth!
My own level does come from the ingredients, not my own craftsmanship.

Afterwards, the old beggar tasted the second dish of spicy chicken.

Still with a calm face, no comment, no good or bad, presumably, the same idea as the first dish.

The third dish, spicy chicken stewed rice, was what Cheng Yuan was looking forward to the most.

It is estimated that the evaluation will not be very good.

Sure enough, the old beggar's expression didn't change at all the whole time, and he was always smiling.

"its not bad, right."

Cheng Yuan reminded: "Old man, after this, the spicy chicken stewed rice will start to work hard..."

Speaking of this, Cheng Yuan stopped because he thought of what the old beggar said before.

The reason why this dish is so peculiar is because of the ingredients, not because of Cheng Yuan, so mentioning this again is tantamount to slapping yourself in the face.

"Mr., among these three dishes, isn't there one that satisfies you? Aren't they considered divine?"

The old beggar shook his head, and said: "It's almost too bad! The best of the gods refers to the chef's own skills and good ingredients, which can be added points, but it is by no means a reason to become the best of the gods!"

Cheng Yuan asked again, "Then have you ever tasted the best of the gods?"

This time, the old beggar actually nodded.

Cheng Yuan doesn't think that there is really such a thing as "the god of heaven" as the old beggar said.

"You... have you eaten?"

"Fortunately, I ate it once! It is also the last reappearance of the gods in the world!"

Cheng Yuan was both surprised and curious, and asked, "What's that taste? Are these three dishes delicious? Why is it the last time? Can't you make it a second time?"

The old beggar showed the look of memories, and said slowly, "That man took 27 years to make the god of heaven, from 61 years old to 88 years old, and finally completed it! Whether it is the selection of materials or ingredients, everything is exquisite. It’s so fine! It’s so fine that you have to count the grains of salt! That’s the most delicious dish I’ve ever eaten in my life! These three dishes of yours... can’t compare! It’s much worse!”

Ordinary ingredients, how can they be even more delicious than the dishes made from the ingredients in Cheng Yuan's farm?
Cheng Yuan couldn't believe it!
How could such a thing happen?
"Unfortunately, he is already 88 years old, and it is impossible for him to make a second Heavenly God. He passed away three years ago. The Heavenly God probably will never appear again!"

As he said that, the old beggar's eyes suddenly brightened, and he said, "However, if you use these ingredients in your kitchen, the chances of the gods reappearing in the world should be greatly improved!"

Cheng Yuan couldn't imagine what it was like to be the God of Heaven!
Ordinary ingredients can be made more delicious than your own fairy vegetables!

What if you use your own fairy vegetables?

The old beggar saw the incomprehension in Cheng Yuan's eyes, so he gave a figurative metaphor, "Let's put it this way, one hundred points is worth one hundred points! And these dishes of yours can only be counted thirty points! What I cook, Not even twenty points!"

Cheng Yuan stretched out three fingers, his face full of disbelief, "Thirty?"

Tianshen Yijue is three times more delicious than his own dishes?
The old beggar knew what Cheng Yuan was surprised at, and said with a smile, "The ultimate pursuit of the chef is the ultimate pursuit of the gods! The color, fragrance, and type of ingredients must all be full marks! The only thing you can say about your three dishes is the taste, color, and aroma. , it’s still a little short, and as for the shape...hehe, then I don’t need to talk about it, do I?”