pjbooks Chapter 37 Highly motivated
Chapter 37 Highly motivated
"Damn it, you're saying you haven't studied it at all?!"
In the kitchen, Chef Xu was patiently instructing his two apprentices on their cooking skills when he suddenly heard a gasp from behind him.
"What's going on? What's all the noise about?"
The old lady frowned, turned around with a serious expression, and asked.
Don't let her kind and gentle appearance fool you; she takes everything in the kitchen very seriously.
Hearing Xiaohu making a loud fuss, his face immediately fell.
"Yes, I'm sorry, Master."
Xiao Hu shrank back in fright at the old woman's words and quickly pointed at the cutting board: "But look at him, he's definitely lying. How could he possibly be a beginner?"
Ok?
The old lady frowned, turned her gaze, and then let out a soft exclamation.
Next to Xiao Hu, Zhang Yang was standing intently in front of the cutting board, his feet slightly apart, one hand holding the ingredients and the other holding a kitchen knife.
Knock knock knock~
With a slight flick of his wrist, the kitchen knife rose and fell rhythmically.
Although her chopping speed didn't look fast, her posture and movements were impeccable in her eyes.
"This is?"
The old lady paused for a moment, then gave some instructions to her two grand-apprentices before walking over to Xiao Hu's side: "Did you learn this before?"
"Looks like you've built a pretty solid foundation? Much better than you, you little rascal."
"What did you say, sir?"
Xiao Hu looked aggrieved: "My knife skills aren't bad either..."
"Heh, you think you're not bad at all just because you can slice a cucumber? You have no patience at all."
The old lady sneered, "Tell your master tonight to make sure you practice those three duck routines properly."
"Oh? Sir, perhaps you could spare me?"
Xiao Hu looked at the old lady with a distressed expression and begged for mercy.
He can barely cut a piece of Wensi tofu now, but he really doesn't want to try those three sets of ducks.
The main difference is that the knife skills required for this dish are not like those for slicing cucumbers, where you can just master the techniques. Instead, it requires pure patience and meticulousness.
Three poultry, a Gaoyou duck, a wild duck, and a pigeon, all had to be completely deboned without being gutted, and their skins had to be intact.
Then the smallest pigeon is stuffed into the belly of the wild duck, followed by various side dishes such as shiitake mushrooms and ham, and finally the whole wild duck is stuffed into the belly of the largest Muscovy duck.
First blanch the duck, then simmer it in a pot for three hours until it is tender. Then add sliced winter bamboo shoots and ham, season with salt, and cook for another thirty minutes before serving.
One dish, three flavors.
Muscovy duck meat is fatty and fresh, wild duck meat is firm and fragrant, and pigeon meat is tender and smooth.
It's delicious, but it's just too much trouble. Muscovy duck is fine, but the bones of wild ducks are incredibly hard, not to mention pigeons.
They're so small and tender that the skin breaks easily if you're not careful while deboning them.
It would take him one or two hours just to debone the three poultry, and he couldn't stand that.
He was scolded by his master a lot when he was learning this dish a while ago, and now he is terrified of it.
The old lady said that his master would have to supervise his training, so wouldn't he have to beg for mercy?
"Heh, if I spare you, will the other diners spare you too?"
The old lady sneered, "You're getting more and more restless, kid. I need to teach you a lesson."
Seeing the old lady's darkening expression, Xiao Hu didn't dare to speak.
Because of his sweet talk, he sometimes dared to be a little presumptuous in front of his master, but he really didn't dare to do that to the old lady.
Especially when it comes to cooking, the old lady is absolute. If he dares to talk back today, the master will expel him from the school tomorrow.
How could they dare utter another word of dissent?
blah blah~
Zhang Yang paid no attention to the conversation between Chef Xu and Xiao Hu, as he was now fully focused on his vegetable-cutting business.
As he slicing with his kitchen knife, numbers kept appearing before his eyes.
Experience points +1~+1~+1~
Just from cutting those few cucumbers, my skill experience points increased by several points in such a short time.
Chef's Knife Skills (Beginner), 5/10000
Friendly reminder: You can use management points to exchange for skill experience at a 1:1 ratio...
Looking at the prompts in front of him, Zhang Yang happily chopped the cucumber.
Why are role-playing games so addictive?
Isn't it because the growth of game characters brings players a sense of satisfaction?
Can't beat the monsters? No problem, just kill a few more to level up. Once you level up and get new equipment, you can go back and fight them again.
This is an experience that cannot be obtained in real life, since there is no such thing as an experience bar in the real world.
Those who are talented are talented, and those who are not talented may spend a lot of time and effort but in the end it will all be for nothing.
Yeah, just like math...
Now, looking at the experience points behind the skills, Zhang Yang at least has a clear goal.
10000 points, you can get 5 points by cutting a few cucumbers, what if you cut more?
Furthermore, you can exchange them with management points; 50 points a day is only 200 days.
Based on this calculation, it might only take two or three months to upgrade his knife skills to the intermediate level, so he was naturally very motivated.
Moreover, as his experience points gradually increased, he also felt that his understanding of the chef's knife skills was gradually deepening.
Slicing, slicing, chopping, peeling, straight cuts, diagonal cuts, rolling cuts... all sorts of knife skills and techniques kept appearing in his mind.
His hand movements unconsciously followed the memories in his mind, displaying those knife skills one by one.
One, two...
It wasn't until Zhang Yang reached out and found nothing that he realized he had already chopped up the entire small basket of cucumbers!
"Did the young director study cooking before?"
As he stared blankly at the kitchen knife in his hand, he suddenly heard someone speaking beside him. When he turned around, he saw Old Mrs. Xu standing next to him with a smile.
He quickly slammed the knife down on the cutting board: "No, this is the first time I've cut like this today. I have to thank Brother Xiaohu for teaching me so well."
"impossible!"
Hearing Zhang Yang say this, Xiao Hu couldn't help but exclaim, "It took me at least half a year to get to your level back then! A beginner could never be this skilled!"
"Um..." Zhang Yang scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly, "Or... is it because I'm more talented?"
Xiao Hu rolled his eyes in anger.
Is this even human language?!
Talent? Talent means you can learn in a few minutes after just one glance and catch up to what I've practiced for half a year?
That's inhuman!
The old lady couldn't help but chuckle, her lips curling up. But when she turned around and saw that Xiao Hu was still looking indignant, her face immediately fell.
"What, you think you're so great? If you can't beat them, you should practice more!"
"Ah...oh~"
Having been scolded for no reason, Xiao Hu became obedient. He picked up a potato, gave Zhang Yang a resentful look, and started peeling it obediently.
Since I can't talk back, what else can I do?
"Then you can continue with your work."
The old lady gave her grand-disciple a look of disappointment, then looked at Zhang Yang thoughtfully, and finally left with a remark behind her back.
The old lady didn't believe in talent or anything like that. No matter how talented someone was, it was impossible to achieve this level of skill in such a short time.
However, with Zhang Yang around, it's not a bad thing that he can help her temper Xiao Hu's personality.
"Tell me, how long have you been practicing?" After the old lady left, Xiao Hu started to get restless again.
"Just that short while ago..."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. By the way, I'll cut the potatoes after I've peeled them..."
"Fine, fine, you cut it, go ahead and cut it, here you go..."