Qiu Wok (Huo) is a third-year student and the 19th generation successor of the famous Qiujia cuisine in Beijing. It is said that his ancestors have been serving as imperial cooks in the palace since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. Later, the Manchurian army entered Beijing, because With a good handicraft, he is still doing well in this position. After the reform and opening up, the old man of the Qiu family was recruited to be the chef of the state banquet. It was not until the generation of his grandfather that he started to manage his own meals. .
Speaking of which, the Chou family’s cuisine has been inherited in an orderly manner. Even in the years of the Cultural Revolution, there was no disaster. The recipes handed down in the family have been preserved as best as possible. Many dishes that have been lost to the outside world are still in the Chou family’s recipes. Recorded one or two.
For Chinese gourmets, if they have never eaten Qiujia cuisine, they really cannot say that they have eaten the most authentic Beijing cuisine.
The peak of the Qiu family was in his grandfather's generation. When Qiu Wok's father and his uncles were there, no matter how they learned the craft, they couldn't learn the essence of the Chou family's cuisine. For this reason, the old man simply gave up and set his sights on A few grandchildren went up.
Qiu Wok's father is second, but he is the eldest grandson of the Qiu family, and he is also the one that Mr. Qiu values most.
Under him, there are the second cousin Qiu Ding born by the uncle, the third cousin Qiu Zeng (zèng) and the fourth cousin Qiu Ge (lì) born by the third uncle, they are twins.
From the names of the brothers, it can be seen that the Qiu family is passionate about cooking.
Wok is a large copper cooking utensil for cooking animal meat in ancient times, Ding is an ancient utensil for cooking, Zerg is a pottery utensil for steaming rice in ancient times, and Li is a pot for cooking or frying in ancient times. Naming the children and grandchildren also represents the expectations of Mr. Qiu for these grandchildren.
Today is different from the past, because of the orderly inheritance of the name of imperial cuisine, Qiu’s cuisine is getting bigger and bigger, especially Qiu Wok’s father, although he is not proficient in cooking, but in running the restaurant, ten old men Qiu No one can compare to him. Speaking of it, Qiu's food is also under his father's management, and it has the scale it is today.
Now the signboard of Choujiacai has a market value of nearly one billion. All the children and grandchildren are staring at this golden signboard, trying to take it away from the old man.
Qiu Wok had no intention of contesting this, but it was a pity that his uncle and third uncle kept staring at their father and son, always thinking that their father and son would be greedy for their family property, which made Qiu Wok very unhappy .
To be honest, the Qiujia cuisine run by my grandfather was just a small restaurant in the alley. It was not his father, but the uncle and third uncle who really helped to make Qiujiacai bigger and stronger. Waiting to get the dividends that belonged to the children of the enemy family, living a prosperous life and still pointing fingers at his father, such an approach should be called excessive.
There are many descendants of royal chefs in the world, and it’s not that no one has their inheritance, but in the big Huaguo, there are only a few people who actually made this brand. After all, Qiu Wok still thinks that he Dad's contribution is indispensable.
Therefore, Qiu Wupan, who had no obsession with inheriting Qiu's cuisine, suddenly became angry after being targeted several times, and vowed to defeat a few cousins, and inherit the Qiu's restaurant from his grandfather in a fair and just manner.
It's a pity that cooking is still a matter of talent. Even though ninety-nine points of hard work have been spent, because of the lack of talent, Qiu Wok has always been the younger brother of the twins of his third uncle's family. Press one head.
But today was different, Qiu wok complacently served the beggar's chicken that he had prepared.
Old man Qiu has a rigid temperament, no matter where the descendants of the Qiu family are, they always go back to the old house of the Qiu family for a reunion dinner at the end of every month, and the dishes for the reunion dinner are cooked by the descendants of the Qiu family themselves.
Each person has one dish, and the best chef who commented on that day will get a lottery from Mr. Qiu.
Now old man Qiu has faintly expressed his intention to retire. It doesn't matter whether the lottery he gives every month is expensive or not. The important thing is to show his face at this family banquet and let the old man know his ability. It is very important to whom the time is biased, the goodwill accumulated bit by bit.
Qiu Ge has won the championship twice in a row. The Peacock Chaoyang he brought out just now has won praise from the whole family. Compared with this cousin, he was overshadowed.
At this time, when he brought out a pot of things wrapped in yellow mud, everyone guessed what he was making. The left and right were beggar chicken, rich chicken, and other things that changed the soup without changing the medicine. Qiu old man's satisfaction.
Uncle Qiu looked at his second brother with a smug smile, so what if he knows how to run a restaurant, if he didn't have a son who is capable, in the future, the signboard of Qiu's cuisine will not belong to their third room.
Chou Wok didn't care about everyone's gaze, he took out a small wooden mallet, and carefully knocked the yellow mud open. At that moment, a strange fragrance radiated along with the hot air.
"This fragrance..."
Old Man Qiu's spirit was shaken, his sense of taste deteriorated rapidly as he got older, but after smelling this smell, he unexpectedly felt the urgency of body fluid secretion for a long time.
Looking at Grandpa's reaction, Qiu Wok was more than half settled, and methodically unwrapped the lotus leaf that wrapped the beggar's chicken, revealing the chicken that had been brushed with sauce and glowed with crystal luster.
In the quiet room, there were a few suspicious sounds of swallowing saliva, because there are many descendants of the Chou family, it is not known who the voice came from.
As the head of the family, Mr. Qiu didn't touch his chopsticks, and no one dared to.
Facing this obviously different beggar chicken, Mr. Qiu carefully observed the color of the beggar chicken, and smelling the tempting fragrance, he stretched his chopsticks to the breast of the chicken, picked apart the chicken skin, and stretched it towards the most unappetizing chicken. , and easy to make chai chicken breast.
I don't know what method is used, the soup has completely infiltrated the chicken itself, even in the most unappetizing chicken breast, Mr. Qiu can feel the moist and fullness of the chicken caught by the chopsticks.
He put the slightly steaming muscles into his mouth and chewed patiently.
"This-"
After a while, Old Man Qiu opened his eyes, and looked at his eldest grandson in disbelief. This tender, salty and delicious beggar's chicken was really made by his grandson, who is not considered outstanding in cooking
They are enemies, but they have never had a recipe for beggar's chicken.
The old man had already moved his chopsticks. Judging by his expression, the taste of the beggar chicken seemed to be very good. The enemies who were watching couldn't help it anymore, and stretched out their chopsticks towards the beggar chicken.
Because there were so many people, almost one person had one chopstick, the small beggar chicken was clamped into a chicken skeleton.
He lost, after putting the chicken in his mouth, Qiu Ge, who was originally full of confidence, thought dejectedly.
He has never eaten such a beggar's chicken. It is conceivable that this is most likely the creation of the big brother. This makes Qiu Ke, who has strong confidence in his craftsmanship and talent, suddenly a little confused. .
From the corner of his eye, he could see the pride on his father's face, and the weird blue or white expressions on the faces of other relatives. Qiu Wok's mood was like eating a big popsicle in the dog days, and he could feel as good as he wanted.
In the end, the family banquet ended, and without any suspense, Qiu Wok won the head of the family banquet this time. Unlike the previous few times, he also got the opportunity to be pulled over by Mr. Qiu to start a small incident.
"Did you come up with the dish just now?"
Old Man Qiu asked his eldest grandson in a deep voice, not because he didn't believe in the talent of this grandson, but because improving the taste of a classic dish was an achievement that even he had never achieved.
"no."
Qiu Wok really didn't want to hide the truth about his grandfather. Now that his grandfather has made it clear, he rubbed his nose and told the story of how he got the recipe of this dish out of embarrassment.
"You mean, that person wrote all the recipes of these dishes in the novel, or is it some kind of online novel?"
Mr. Qiu was getting old and couldn't bear such a stimulus. After listening to his grandson, he was holding his chest and almost couldn't stand up.
What kind of prodigal son is this, who published this kind of family recipe on the Internet carelessly. You know, the recipes passed down by their enemies still maintain the family motto of passing on children and not passing on daughters, in order to better guarantee The secret recipe is not passed on.
But the things that I cherish at home have become a pile of waste that is not cherished in the hands of others, and they are made public without any care.
"The other dishes in that novel are as good as this one?"
After taking a few deep breaths and taking a few more puffs of the cooling ointment in the snuff bottle, old man Qiu finally calmed down a bit, but from his trembling voice, it could be heard that he was still incapable of accepting the status quo.
"Well, I have tried all the recipes recorded in the book now, without exception, all of them are extremely delicious, but it's a pity that my fire is not enough. If Grandpa cooks those dishes yourself, it will definitely make the taste of the dishes, Make it a hundred times better."
Qiu Wok's expression was sincere. He really didn't say these words just to please the old man.
The recipe is very important for the quality of cooking, but with the same recipe, a chef's craftsmanship is very important.
The way of cutting vegetables, the heat of cooking, and the experience of adding and subtracting seasonings all require talent and experience. The Beggar Chicken that Qiu Wok just served just took up the light of the recipe. If it was given to his cousin With the same recipe, the taste of the beggar chicken made by the other party is definitely far better than his.
"Hurry up and send me that novel."
Mr. Qiu returned to the desk, took out his reading glasses, and couldn't wait to study those formulas.
Qiu Wok responded, turned on his phone, logged into Lujiang.com, opened Yan Chu's "Restaurant", and put it in front of the old man.
The old man can be regarded as a person who has experienced big storms, but he really didn't expect that in his lifetime, he would actually see so many precious dietary recipes in an online novel, and he couldn't help but start to doubt that the person who wrote this novel , Do you know the preciousness of these secret recipes
"Immediately find a way to contact the author of this novel, I want to have a good talk with him."
Old Man Qiu heaved a long sigh. Just by reading the more than 20 recipes that appeared in the 20-odd chapters of the novel, he knew that the other party had more secret recipes than he imagined.
What made him angry was that the other party didn't cherish these precious secret recipes at all.
Therefore, Mr. Qiu couldn't wait to contact the person who wrote the novel. If the other party announced him to the public only because he didn't know the value of these formulas, he would be willing to pay a large price to buy all the remaining secret formulas.
If the other party knows the value of these secret recipes, but still announces these things to the public for reasons unknown, he, he will...
Old Man Qiu thought for a long time, and realized that if it was the latter, he could do nothing at all. These were all other people's recipes, and it was his freedom to do whatever he wanted.
Thinking of this, old man Qiu couldn't help but stare at his eldest grandson. If the descendants of the Qiu family dare to send out the prescriptions handed down by their ancestors indiscriminately, he will definitely break the dog legs of these unworthy descendants.
"Okay, you go now."
The old man waved at his fidgeting grandson. For now, it's better to find the mysterious author as soon as possible.
"Eh."
Qiu Wok ran away as if he had received an amnesty order. He knew the author's name and heard it from friends. Now that the Internet is so developed, I am afraid that the strangeness of this novel is not limited to their enemies. Now, he has to find the mysterious author before others. In this way, even if his cooking talent is not as good as that of his cousin, his contribution to the enemies is definitely higher than his.
In addition, the Qiu family was developed and flourished in the hands of his father, so he didn't believe that his grandfather would bypass their father and son and send the signboard of the Qiu family's dishes to the third uncle.
As soon as Qiu Wok, who was full of confidence, reached the door, he was stopped by the old man.
"Wait, what kind of novel website was that just now, quickly download one for me."
Old Man Qiu said unnaturally, at his age, he actually had to download an online novel software in order to study recipes. He felt embarrassed to say it, especially in front of the younger generation at home.
"what?"
Qiu Wok was stunned, Lujiang is a female-oriented novel website, especially the other golden signboard is **, can grandpa really accept such an advanced concept
But thinking about it carefully, Grandpa downloaded Lujiang only for the book "Restaurant", so I'm afraid his worries are unnecessary.
Thinking of this, Qiu Wok's expression relaxed a lot, obediently helped his grandfather download the Lujiang APP, and then helped him collect "Restaurant", and told him the update time of this book and how to read it, sure After the old man learned it, Qiu Wok left.
As he imagined, the current Yan Chu is indeed being targeted by some interested people, but fortunately, Lujiang has done a good job of keeping the author's information confidential, and no one knows that he is the author of this book.
At this time, more than 20 days have passed since the novel was published. This novel has finally ushered in the v shelf. At this time, the collection of novels has exceeded 20,000. It is only on the editor's recommendation list and the red letter recommendation When ranking these two lists, it is almost rare to have such a result. Even Yan Chu himself does not understand why his novel seems to be popular overnight.
[Weibo sightseeing group, I heard from our rabbit that this book has terrible magic power. It is rumored that all the girls who read this book will gain ten catties after chasing this book. I want to know this Really?]First Floor: Weibo Sightseeing Group 1
Second Floor: Weibo Sightseeing Group 2
Third Floor: Weibo Sightseeing Group 3
Fourth Floor: Weibo Sightseeing Group 4
Fifth Floor: Weibo Sightseeing Group 10086
[After experimenting with the recipes in the book, I suddenly realized that I have the potential to become a cooking god] First floor: That's right, I just had nothing to do a few days ago and tried one of the candied sweet potatoes, and the result was amazing. Now in the book Except for some recipes with complicated raw materials, I have tried all of them, and every dish is delicious. You know, before that, I was only at the level of making barely-cooked home-cooked dishes.
[Looking at everyone's comments, is that an exaggeration? If the author has such a skill, he can open a restaurant with these recipes. Why bother to write a novel? Really not Toh?]First floor: You will know if you try it
Second floor: Pink eye sunspots go away, love to see or not
Third floor: You upstairs are the ones who are recruiting for the author. Your family is so big, I really don’t want to read it. Anyway, I really don’t think there is anything good about this novel that looks like a running account. Fourth floor: Third floor idiot doesn't explain
Fifth floor: The idiot on the third floor does not explain
[I haven't read this novel, but as a new author, I only have a few lists, and I have already collected 20,000. I really want to say that this data is really not the author's brush off] First floor: I feel the same way, I feel that the author has brushed off the book
Second Floor: The Big Brush Gets Out of the Green River
Third floor: Can you stop being envious of other people's grades if you have pink eyes? Wouldn't it be good to write your own novels with peace of mind? If you put all your energy on jealousy like you, no wonder you spend your whole life on the street. Fourth floor: On the third floor, my whole family is jealous Home is mainly to brush you to death the whole family on the fifth floor: If you don’t move, you will die to the whole family, you are definitely a fool
Sixth floor: To the third and fifth floors, you don’t want to see how much the beginning and end of your novel is. It has never been said that the beginning and end of Lujiang’s book can reach nearly one. Compared with one, and when the first point is only 17,000, the collection has already reached 21,000. Isn’t this really a brush? Can you brain-dead fans be a little more rational? It’s you, you didn’t read the comments, part of it was recommended by Weibo, it’s normal to bookmark without clicking when you see the subject matter is good, besides, this book is really well written, you didn’t even read it However, why do you believe that someone is a brush? Do you have evidence before you say this? As for the book you said that there was no book with a click ratio of the first and last clicks that was close to one to one before, that doesn’t mean that this book can’t be done. arrive.
Eighth Floor: Hehe, you brain-dead fans just continue to be stubborn. This book is undoubtedly a big brush. As for the so-called Weibo recommendation, I doubt whether the author bought the marketing account. After all, there are more and more RMB players writing articles now. I can't afford to be provoked.
The popularity of the novel means that it will attract many mixed reviews. At the same time, because of Yan Chu's collection of this book beyond common sense, many readers start to have doubts before reading this novel. , what's more, no matter which website, the existence of pink eye disease is indeed indispensable.
Therefore, more and more offensive remarks began to appear in the originally harmonious comment area. Fortunately, the number of loyal readers of this book has also increased.
Yan Chu is not a glass heart, not to mention that some of the readers' doubts are indeed unclear to him. Originally, according to his observation of some red texts in Lujiang, it was Yan Chu's expectation to have four to five thousand collections before entering v. Level, but now the target has quadrupled, even he himself is a little surprised and puzzled.
In this regard, how can he mind those bad reviews, just try to write better novels and give back to readers.
As for the comment at the bottom of the article about some recipes being too difficult and difficult to practice in reality, Yan Chu also made adjustments. In the following stories, he wrote a lot of dishes that are easy to operate at home. After the novel was updated, I wrote down the recipes of that chapter of the day, and then practiced it the next day. Soon, reporting the results of my cooking has become a unique style for loyal readers to leave comments.
And some readers who are not ready to cook for the time being read those comments and heard everyone say how delicious the meals made according to the recipes were, drooling in aggrieved order, ordering takeaway, and gaining weight a few times happily.
Now, Yan Chu has coded more than 60,000 characters, and before entering v, he has already received more than 5,000 landmine income, because the overlord ticket Lujiang draws half, and now there are still 2,500 in his hands .
You must know that Lujiang’s tipping style is different from Dianjia’s. In Dianjia, one leader means a reward of 1,000 yuan. It is not uncommon for a good author to have dozens or even more leaders. It's a normal thing, but in Lujiang, unless you are already at the level of a master, it is really not an easy thing to receive more than a thousand Overlord tickets.
Yan Chu was able to attract a large number of diehard fans in his first novel before he had formed his own readership. I have to say that this must have his charm.
However, in the eyes of some onlookers, a novel by a newcomer author can have a few wealthy readers who spend a lot of money not long after it is written, which can only prove that these readers are the author's relatives and friends, and prove the author's identity as a RMB player.
In this way, such an unreasonable collection naturally has moisture.
On the first day of joining v, Yan Chu updated 9,000 words as required, and the hits of chapter v dropped from 17,000 before v to 11,000, which was above his expectations.
On the second day after entering v, Yan Chu updated 6,000 words, the clicks of the first chapter v increased by 3,000, and the clicks of the second chapter reached 10,000.
On the third day, it was time for every v novel to be signed on the ranking list. Because of the super high subscription ratio, Yan Chu's "Restaurant" occupied the first place without any suspense. Together on the thousand-word ranking, there is also a veteran master of Lujiang, who has a high pre-acceptance for this novel. When he was on the thousand-word ranking, he had already had more than 40,000 favorites.
But such a novel produced by a great master and with a solid readership base was actually suppressed by a new author with a collection of only more than 20,000 novels. Soon, when Yan Chu didn't know the existence of the Lujiang Forum, he His pen name and the name of the novel were hung high on the forum homepage.
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"Ah Chu, your mother and I will go to the field to harvest watermelons. If you get thirsty in the afternoon, half a watermelon is still frozen in the refrigerator. You can scoop it up and eat it."
Watching her son come back from the outside, Gu Aihong said while wearing a straw hat with sunshade and wrapping a wet towel around her neck.
Ever since my son said that he was going out to meet friends, he has become much more cheerful. He gets up earlier and earlier every day, and he doesn’t hide in his small room like before. Kouzi saw it in his eyes and was happy in his heart.
As long as their son is not bored, healthy and happy, they have nothing to ask for in this life.
"Mom, this is my home for this month."
Just now Yan Chu went to the bank in the town to withdraw his income from last month.
The novel he is writing now is the income of V this month, so last month’s income is only the income of Bawang ticket, and because of Lujiang’s rules, the income can only be taken as normal before the novel is finished, so the one who actually gets it is actually the same More than one thousand yuan, after deducting taxes, the rest is only around one thousand and one.
"Home, home?"
Gu Aihong stammered, looking at the stack of bright red hundred-yuan bills in her son's hand, she was stunned.
"Well, my novel has finally improved a bit. This is the money I earned last month." Yan Chu said to the old lady proudly: "I said that I will definitely be able to make a name for myself in the novel world, parents and you Just wait and see, the money I will give you in the future will definitely be much more than now."
He stuffed the money into his mother's hand, and without waiting for the other party to refuse, he swaggered back to the house.
"Old man, pinch me."
Gu Aihong looked at the money in her hand, and said to her husband beside her.
"Hiss—" Yan Yuanjiang pinched his face, it hurt.
All of a sudden, the two old people couldn't bear it anymore, looked at each other, and burst into tears.
Their son has made money, their son has made a fortune, and they have survived.
Even though it was only more than a thousand yuan, to the two old people, it was as if the dark clouds that had covered their heads had been lifted, and it was dawn.