Chapter 388 Sha Zhu and Xu Damao
In the vast Chinese food world, Master Wang Jianye is like a shining star. He has won wide acclaim across the country and even internationally for his unique cooking skills, profound understanding of ingredients, and perfect fusion of tradition and innovation.

Each of his dishes represents the ultimate pursuit of the art of taste, making people feel as if they are traveling through thousands of years while tasting the dishes and experiencing the profoundness of Chinese food culture.

Zhao Qiankun, a rising star, was like a dark horse in the most recent national cooking competition. He won the championship with a creative dish that combined tradition and modernity and was full of color, aroma and taste.

Not only does he have superb skills, he also has an endless passion for the art of cooking, and is always eager to reach greater heights of culinary skill under the guidance of a master.

On a sunny afternoon after winning the award, Zhao Qiankun stepped into Master Wang Jianye's restaurant with a humble and passionate heart.

Various kitchen utensils are arranged in an orderly manner, and the air is filled with the faint aroma of food.

Zhao Qiankun took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and asked Master Wang Jianye about his doubts: "Master, I have always been unable to grasp the essence of the 'Gui Xiang Gong Bao Fish', which combines the sweet and sour taste of 'Squirrel Mandarin Fish' with the spicy taste of 'Kung Pao Chicken', but is also innovative. Especially how to keep the fish tender while making the seasoning distinct. Please teach me."

Upon hearing this, Master Wang Jianye's eyes flashed with approval. He smiled slightly, slowly walked to the chopping board, picked up a piece of fresh fish, and explained while demonstrating: "The way to cook is to be meticulous and bold in innovation.

For your dish, the key lies in the control of heat and the precise proportion of seasonings. You see, the fish needs to be slowly cooked at low temperature until it is 80% done to lock in its freshness, and then quickly fried at high temperature until the skin is crispy.

As for seasoning, you need to use sweet and sour sauce as the base first, then add the special spicy sauce at the right time. The two need to be prepared separately, and finally mixed quickly before serving, so as to achieve the distinct layering effect you want. "

Zhao Qiankun listened attentively, with sparks of inspiration flashing in his eyes.

Following the instructions of Master Wang Jianye, he tried cooking himself. Every stir-fry and every seasoning seemed like a spiritual conversation with the ingredients.

Finally, when the plate of tempting color and fragrant 'Gui Xiang Gong Bao Fish' appeared in front of him, Zhao Qiankun's heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.

He turned around, looked at Master Wang Jianye with gratitude, and bowed deeply: "Master, your guidance is like clearing the clouds and seeing the sun, which makes me suddenly enlightened.

I will always remember this kindness in my heart and continue to work hard to contribute to the inheritance and innovation of Chinese cuisine. "

Afterwards, Wang Jianye gave him some pointers on a few more points.

Zhao Qiankun has gained a lot from this and he is very grateful.

Most chefs keep their skills secret. After all, there is an old saying that goes, "If you teach your apprentice, you will starve yourself."

Craftsmen in the past were reluctant to pass on their skills to their apprentices all at once, preferring to let their skills be lost rather than pass them on.

But Wang Jianye is different.

In the process of teaching and guiding others, it can be said that there is no concealment or privateness.

This is extremely rare and valuable, and such capable chefs are rare.

……

In the historic courtyard house at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

Sha Zhu, his muscular body seemed to contain endless energy, with a smug smile on his face. In his hands were several exquisite side dishes that he had just brought back from Wang Jianye's restaurant, and there was a hint of arrogance in his steps.

He strode across the yard, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally sweeping over Xu Damao, who was squinting in the sun, his eyes were full of contempt and provocation. "Look, this is what I made myself at Wang Jianye's big restaurant today. It's delicious and beautiful, and most people can't enjoy it."

As Sha Zhu spoke, he placed the food boxes one by one on the stone table, deliberately making crisp noises, which startled several birds that were looking for food and flew away.

Xu Damao opened his eyes, a hint of displeasure flashed across his thin face, and then it was replaced by a disdainful expression.

He slowly sat up from the recliner and gently patted his clothes, with a deliberate elegance in his movements.

"Hey, Shazhu, you are a good cook, but after all, aren't you still working for someone else? My company's profits doubled last month, which is much better than you working around the stove every day."

As he spoke, Xu Damao stood up and walked in front of Sha Zhu. The two of them were almost nose to nose, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Sha Zhu snorted, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He patted his chest with his hand and said in a loud voice: "My craftsmanship is popular everywhere. Unlike you, you are always calculating this and that. Be careful that you will get yourself into trouble one day."

Just when the two were on the verge of a fight and the atmosphere was extremely tense, Yi Zhonghai's steady voice sounded at the right time: "Enough, you are all grown up, and you are still fighting like children."

Uncle Yi walked slowly towards them, holding a large palm-leaf fan in his hand and waving it gently, his eyes full of helplessness and gentleness.

He stood between the two men, his eyes moving back and forth between their faces, as if he was examining a pair of brothers who were having a quarrel.

"Shazhu, your craftsmanship is indeed enviable, but don't forget that everyone has their own aspirations. Xu Damao, your company is thriving, and it's also your ability, but don't forget your original intention, and don't lose friendship for money."

Yi Zhonghai's words contained both exhortation and warning. His words were like a breeze that blew away the gunpowder smell in the courtyard.

Sha Zhu and Xu Damao looked at each other. Although they were still unwilling in their hearts, they finally snorted and turned away.

The courtyard returned to peace again, leaving Yi Zhonghai standing there, looking at the direction the two had left, shaking his head slightly, and sighing inwardly:
These two have been fighting since they were young, and neither of them would give in.

The disputes in this world, after all, are due to the fact that human hearts are hard to predict and friendships are easily lost.

He gently waved the palm-leaf fan in his hand, as if trying to blow away the restlessness and disputes in this world, leaving behind coolness and harmony.

……

The setting sun is like blood, sprinkling on the blue bricks and gray tiles, giving this small world a layer of warm golden glow.

Qin Huairu walked briskly into the house in the afterglow of the setting sun, her face filled with confidence and satisfaction brought by the Wang's full range of hotels.

In the courtyard, mother-in-law Jia Zhang had been waiting for a long time. When she saw Qin Huairu coming back, her originally harsh face softened instantly, and a flattering smile hung on the corners of her mouth. She walked quickly forward, took the bag from Qin Huairu's hand, and asked with concern:
"Huai Ru, are you tired today? Is work going well?" The tone was so gentle as if it was a different person.

Qin Huairu secretly laughed in her heart, but she also understood the reason for this change - it was simply because she was now the manager of Wang's full-line hotel, with a good income, which brought unprecedented economic improvement to the family. She smiled slightly and replied softly:

"Mom, I'm fine, don't worry."

At this moment, there was a slight noise in the house. It was Jia Dongxu, the man who was usually weak and cowardly. Unexpectedly, he was not lying in bed, but was wearing an apron and busy in the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)