Extra Story - Master Liu and Shiro (Tickets)

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In the Juxia Yangquan Restaurant in Kunlun, a young figure is waving his short knife quickly. The chopping and cutting are full of posture, and the cutting is quite organized, and the knife technique is self-contained, just like a master with a knife.

If there are martial arts masters here, they will definitely praise the good sword skills! When the sword flashed, he already had the air of a master. But looking carefully, the short knife in the man's hand is actually a kitchen knife with a specially improved shape. Kitchen knives use Edman alloy as the blade and Zhenjin as the spine. It is no exaggeration to say that it is the world's treasured sword that cuts iron like mud.

And now such a treasured sword in the world and a rare sword technique in this world are used by this young man to carve radish flowers? !

Yes, that's right. The young man was carving radish flowers, and with the light of the knife flying, the blossoms and individual figures were carved out in a lifelike manner. The light of the sword suddenly appeared like a flood dragon, and when the light of the sword disappeared, the sky and the earth darkened. And the carvings of the four beauties are just finished.

The young man put his hand back into the knife sheath on his waist, and someone next to him came up with a hot towel and said flatteringly, "Master, this skill is getting better and better!"

This young man who is being complimented is none other than the legendary talented chef in Kunlun, Master Liu, the owner of Juxia Yangquan! The current Master Liu is only thirty-five years old, but his appearance is no different from that of a young man in his early twenties. He has a handsome appearance, although he is not very tall, but his back is very straight, and he naturally projects a heroic spirit. There is also an artist-like long hair tied behind his head neatly.

After receiving the hot towel, Master Liu wiped his hands and said to his apprentice next to him, who is also the waiter of this Juxia Yangquan shop, "Shiro, if you are willing to spend more time practicing basic skills, instead of flattering me every day, You have already become a master and can cook independently."

"Master, you think highly of me. My basic culinary skills are still far behind, how can I master it so quickly." The young waiter named Shiro said a little slippery.

Master Liu could only shake his head and sigh and stopped talking. The disciple I accepted was originally accepted when I was wandering outside. This Shiro was from a poor family, he was the fourth eldest child in the family, and he couldn't get enough to eat every day. I accepted him as a disciple when I was soft-hearted. This Shiro is smart and loyal to himself, but the only bad thing is that he likes to be lazy and doesn't like to practice basic skills. I have told him many times, but he just shouldn't. I didn't recruit myself either.

Master Liu shook his head and said suddenly, "By the way, has the tea I ordered arrived?"

Shiro is packing up the radish flowers that the master practiced the basic functions of today. Put these radish flowers in the refrigerator and freeze them and they can be directly used as decorations at the banquet next time, so they shouldn't be wasted. After hearing what his master said, Shiro replied: "Oh, master, is that the Dahongpao mother tree tea that you ordered? Didn't you say that you will leave Kunlun for a while to make some braised meat and tea eggs? You want to use this tea Bar."

"Bullshit! Dahongpao mother tree tea costs several thousand yuan a tael. It's brewed for others to drink when important guests come. It's used to make tea eggs unless my brain is shot!" Master Liu couldn't help but scolded. It was a swear word, but later I felt that it was inappropriate, so I coughed a few times before saying: "I have already bought the tea leaves for making tea eggs and dried tea."

"Eh? Why didn't I see it." Shiro was surprised.

"No, that pile is enough." Master Liu pointed to the corner of the room.

Shiro found a very inconspicuous pocket, which looked heavy and contained a lot of things. Shiro took a closer look, and saw a pile of broken pieces.

The so-called high crushing is actually the shapeless tea leaves. Because there will always be some loss in the process of frying tea, and some broken leaves will fall out of the tea. These broken leaves are shapeless and cannot be sold for a price. Even if it is the first-grade Longjing powder before the Ming Dynasty, it only costs ten yuan a catty in the market.

Because the high broken is not formed, the quality is very poor. If you want to make tea, you must filter it again, otherwise your mouth will be full of tea leaves. So high broken is extremely worthless.

"Master uses this? Aren't you afraid of smashing our store's signboard? I read that in many novels, the best tea leaves are used to make tea eggs." Shi Lang glanced at Gao Sui and felt a little disdainful.

Master Liu went over and knocked Shiro on the head: "Bullshit. Braised tea eggs also need star anise and cinnamon, and I also need to add pork ribs to cook together. Seasonings such as soy sauce are also indispensable. And don't look down on Gao Broken, these high broken is also the high broken of Dahongpao. Although it is shapeless, and it is a bit bitter and the heat is a bit high, it is actually suitable for making tea eggs. The taste is strong, so that the tea eggs after stewing have the aroma of tea. I used the original leaves of Dahongpao to make tea eggs, am I burning my hands with too much money?!"

"You can sell it more expensive!"

"Dog... Forget it, I won't scold you today. Do you still expect a tea egg to sell for three hundred and eighty-eight?"

"It's ok! Now people eat food for a reason. If you have a story, you can sell it at a high price."

Shiro is really a business-minded person. He knows that the value of many commodities today does not depend on the commodity itself, but on whether there is a story behind it. The better the story told, the higher the value.

Master Liu was annoyed: "Okay. Anyway, I'm leaving Kunlun for a few days. I'll leave the shop to you. I see you sold the tea eggs for three hundred and eighty-eight ones."

Shiro patted his chest: "Yes, master, look at mine!"

Master Liu was so angry that he packed his luggage and left that night. And the next day, Shiro looked at the store. A tea egg sold for 388, I should find a better reason to sell it. How should it be sold? Just as Shiro was thinking, a guy with a hood who couldn't see his face, who claimed to be a nightcrawler, walked in. It is said that he came to find the master.

Come here admiringly! Silang turned his eyes and grunted, come on, there is a buyer for this tea egg!

Ps: ask for tickets~