Qiu Wohu (Hun) is a junior student and the 19th generation descendant of the famous enemy cuisine in Beijing. It is said that his ancestors worked as an imperial chef in the palace since the Ming Dynasty. Later, the Manchu army came to Beijing. Because of his good craftsmanship, he still did well in this position. Later, after the reform and opening up, the old master of the enemy was recruited to be a chef for the state banquet, It was not until Qiu wok's grandfather's generation that he began to manage his own food points.
Speaking of, the enemy's cuisine is inherited in an orderly manner, even in literature In the past few years, there was no disaster. The family recipes have been best preserved. Many dishes that have been lost from the outside world are still recorded in the enemy's recipes.
For Chinese gourmets who have never eaten enemy food, it can't be said that they have eaten the most authentic Beijing food.
The enemy's peak is in his grandfather's generation. When Qiu wok, his father and his uncles, they can't learn the essence of the enemy's food. For this reason, Qiu Laozi simply gave up and set his eyes on his grandchildren.
Qiu wok's father ranked second, but he was the eldest grandson of his enemy and one of the most valued by master Qiu.
Under him, there are Qiu Ding, the second cousin of his uncle, Qiu Zheng, the third cousin of his third uncle, and Qiu Lu, the fourth cousin. These are twins.
It can be seen from the names of several brothers that Qiu's family is enthusiastic about cooking.
Wok is a large-scale cooking bronze ware for cooking animal meat in ancient times. Ding is an ancient cooking utensil. Steamer is a kind of earthen ware for cooking rice in ancient times. Yu is a pot used for cooking or frying in ancient times. These cooking utensils are used to name his children and grandchildren. At the same time, they also represent Mr. Qiu's expectations for these grandchildren.
Today is different from the past. The scale of Qiu's cuisine is getting bigger and bigger because of the name of the orderly Palace Royal cuisine. In particular, Qiu wok's father, although he is not proficient in cooking, he can't compare with him in the operation of the restaurant. In a word, Qiu's cuisine is also managed by his father.
Now, the market value of enemy food is nearly one billion yuan. All children and grandchildren are staring at this gold lettered signboard and want to take it from the old man.
Qiu wok didn't want to argue about it. It's a pity that his uncle and third uncle stared at their father and son. They always thought that their father and son would be greedy for their property. This made Qiu wok very unhappy.
To tell you the truth, at the beginning, Grandpa's enemy food was just a small restaurant in the alley. It's not his father who really helped to make the enemy food bigger and stronger, but his uncle and third uncle. They don't have to do anything. They should go too far just waiting for dividends belonging to the enemy's children, living happily and pointing fingers at his father.
There are many descendants of imperial chefs in the world, and it's not that no one else has their inheritance. But in China, there are several people who really make this brand. In a word, Qiu wok still thinks his father's contribution is indispensable.
Therefore, after being targeted several times, Qiu wok, who had no idea of inheriting the enemy's dishes, suddenly began to be angry and strong, vowed to defeat several cousins and inherit the enemy's restaurant from his grandfather.
Unfortunately, cooking still depends on talent. Even if 99% of his efforts have been spent, Qiu wok is always pressed by his brother Qiu Yu, the twin of his third uncle's family, because of the lack of talent.
But today is different. Qiu wok proudly brought his own fried chicken.
Mr. Qiu is an old-fashioned man. No matter where he is, the children of the enemy always go back to the enemy's old house for a reunion dinner at the end of each month, and the dishes of the reunion dinner are cooked by the children of the enemy.
Each person has a dish, and the best chef commented on that day can get the prize given by master Qiu.
Now Mr. Qiu has faintly revealed 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. At that time, it's very important to favor who he prefers when choosing his successor.
Qiu Yu has won two consecutive victories. The peacock Chaoyang he just brought out has won high praise from the whole family. Zhuyu is in front. As long as there is one thing wrong with the dish brought up by Qiu wok, I'm afraid it will be eclipsed by the comparison of this cousin.
At this time, when he brought out a basin of things wrapped in yellow mud, everyone guessed what he was doing. There was nothing new about what he called Huaji Fugui chicken. I'm afraid it won't satisfy master Qiu.
Uncle Qiu looked at his second brother and smiled proudly. What if he could run a restaurant? He didn't have a capable son. The sign of enemy food doesn't belong to their third room in the future.
Qiu wok didn't care. He took out a small wooden mallet and carefully knocked the yellow mud open. At that moment, a strange smell came out with the heat.
"The smell..."
Master Qiu's spirit was shocked. When he was old, his taste degenerated quickly, but smelling this smell, he actually felt the urgency of body fluid secretion for a long time.
Looking at Grandpa's reaction, Qiu wok settled most of his mind. He untied the lotus leaf wrapped in the chicken in an orderly manner, revealing the chicken with glittering and translucent sauce.
In the quiet room, there were several suspicious saliva swallowing sounds, because there were many enemies, and I didn't know who the sound came from.
As the head of the family, Mr. Qiu didn't move his chopsticks, and no one dared to move.
In the face of this obviously different flower chicken, Mr. Qiu solemnly observed the color of the flower chicken and smelled the tempting aroma. He put his chopsticks into the chicken breast, opened the chicken skin and extended it to the chicken breast that is not easy to taste and easy to make firewood.
I don't know what method is used. The soup has completely infiltrated the chicken itself. Even at the most difficult chicken breast, Mr. Qiu can feel the glittering and plump of the chicken clamped by chopsticks.
He put the slightly steaming muscles in his mouth and chewed patiently.
"This --"
A moment later, master Qiu opened his eyes and looked at his grandson. This delicious and salty aftertaste is called flower chicken. Was it really made by his grandson who is not outstanding in cooking?
Their enemies have never made a recipe for Jiaohua chicken.
The old man has moved his chopsticks. Looking at his expression, the taste of the flower chicken seems very good. The onlookers' enemies can't help but stretch out chopsticks towards the flower chicken.
Because there were many people, almost one person and one chopstick, the little flower chicken was sandwiched into a chicken skeleton.
He lost. After putting the chicken in his mouth, Qiu Yu, who was full of confidence, thought of it dejectedly.
He has never eaten such a flower chicken. It is conceivable that this is probably the creation of the lobby brother, which makes Qiu Yu, who has strong self-confidence in his craft and talent, confused all of a sudden.
Yu Guang saw the pride on his father's face and the strange look of blue or white on the faces of other relatives. Qiu wok's mood is like eating a big popsicle in dog days. It's as cool as you want.
At the end of the family banquet, there was no suspense. Qiu wok won the first prize of the family banquet. Different from the previous times, he also got the opportunity to be pulled by master Qiu to open a small stove.
"Did you think of that dish just now?"
Master Qiu asked his grandson in a deep voice. It's not that he doesn't believe the grandson's talent, but that he has improved the taste of a classic dish. It's an achievement that even he hasn't achieved.
"No."
Qiu wok really didn't want to hide the truth from Grandpa. Now, seeing that Grandpa picked it out and touched his nose, he was embarrassed to tell the story of how he got the recipe of this dish.
"Do you mean that the man wrote all these dishes in the novel, or what kind of online novel?"
Master Qiu is old and can't stand such stimulation. Listening to his grandson finish these words, he can't stand with his chest covered.
Who is this black sheep? They published the recipes of their heirs on the Internet. You know, the recipes handed down by their enemies still maintain the family motto of passing on children rather than women, so as to better ensure that the secret recipe is not passed on.
But what we cherish at home has become a pile of waste that is not cherished in the hands of others, which is carelessly made public.
"The other dishes in that novel are as good as this one?"
After taking a deep breath and inhaling the cooling cream in the snuff bottle, Mr. Qiu finally calmed down, but from his trembling voice, he was still unable to accept the current situation.
"Well, I've tried all the prescriptions recorded in the book. Without exception, they are delicious. It's a pity that my heat is not enough. If Grandpa cooks those dishes himself, you can definitely improve the taste of the dishes a hundred times."
Qiu wok's face is sincere. He really didn't say this to please the old man.
The recipe is very important for the quality of cooking, but with the same recipe, the skill of a cook is very important.
The way of cutting vegetables, the cooking heat, and the experience of adding and subtracting seasonings all require talent and experience. The flower chicken that Qiu wok just brought up completely takes up the light of the formula. If you give his cousin the same formula, the taste of the flower chicken made by the other party is definitely much better than him.
"Send me that novel quickly."
Mr. Qiu returned to his desk, took out his reading glasses and couldn't wait to study those formulas.
Qiu wok answered, turned on his mobile phone, logged in to lvjiang.com, opened Yan Chu's restaurant and put it in front of the old man.
The old man is also a person who has experienced great storms, but he really didn't expect that in his lifetime, he would actually see so many precious dietary formulas in an online novel. He couldn't help but wonder whether the person who wrote this novel knew the treasures of these secret prescriptions.
"Immediately find a way to contact the author of this novel. I want to have a good talk with him."
Master Qiu sighed a long sigh. Just reading the more than 20 recipes in these more than 20 chapters of novels, he knew that the other party had more secrets than he thought.
What made him angry was that the other party didn't cherish these precious recipes at all.
Therefore, master Qiu couldn't wait to get in touch with the person who wrote the novel. If the other party published him just because he didn't know the value of these recipes, he was willing to pay a high price to buy all the remaining recipes.
If the other party knows the value of these secret recipes, but still publishes them to the public for unknown reasons, he will, he will
Mr. Qiu thought for a long time and found that if it was the latter, he couldn't do anything at all. These were people's recipes. What he wanted to do was his freedom.
At the thought of this, master Qiu couldn't help staring at his eldest grandson. If their enemy's children dared to send out the prescriptions handed down by their ancestors in the future, he would have to interrupt the dog legs of these unworthy children.
"All right, go quickly."
The old man waved to his big grandson, who was sitting and uneasy. For today's plan, it's better to find the mysterious author early.
"Ah."
Qiu wok ran away as if he had been granted an amnesty. He knew the author's name and heard it from his friends. Now that the Internet is so developed, I'm afraid the strangeness of this novel is not just their enemies. He has to find the mysterious author in front of others. In this way, even if his cooking talent is not as good as his cousin, But his contribution to the enemy is definitely higher than him.
In addition, the enemy is carried forward in his father's hands. He doesn't believe that Grandpa will bypass their father and son and send the signboard of the enemy's food to the third uncle.
As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by the old man.
"Wait, what novel website was that just now? Download one for me quickly."
Mr. Qiu said slightly unnaturally that he was so old that he had to download an online novel software in order to study the menu. When he said it, he felt very bad, especially in front of the younger generation at home.
"Ah?"
Qiu wok was stunned. Lvjiang is a novel website for women. In particular, another gold lettered signboard is * *. Can grandpa really accept such an advanced concept?
But think about it carefully. Grandpa only downloaded lvjiang for the book restaurant. I'm afraid his worries are unnecessary.
Thinking of this, Qiu wok's expression relaxed a lot. He obediently helped grandpa download the lvjiang app, then helped him collect the restaurant, and told him the update time of the book and the method of reading the text. It was determined that the old man learned and Qiu wok left.
As he imagined, Yan Chu has indeed been watched by some interested people, but fortunately, lvjiang has done a good job in keeping the author's information confidential. At present, no one knows that he is the author of this book.
At this time, more than 20 days have passed since the beginning of the novel, and the novel has finally entered V the shelves. At this time, the collection of novels has exceeded 20000. It is almost rare to have such achievements when only on the two lists of editor's recommendation list and scarlet letter recommendation list. Even Yan Chu himself doesn't understand how it happened overnight, His novel seemed to catch fire all at once.
[microblog tour group, according to our rabbit, this book has terrible magic. It is said that all girls reading this book can gain ten kilograms after catching up with this book. I wonder if this is true?]
First floor: microblog tour group 1
Second floor: microblog tour group 2
Third floor: microblog tour group 3
Fourth floor: microblog tour group 4
Fifth floor: microblog tour group 10086
[after experimenting with the recipes in the book, I suddenly realized that I had the potential to become a Kitchen God]
First floor: Yes, I was idle a few days ago. I experimented with one of the extracted sweet potatoes, and the results were amazing. Now I have tried all the recipes in the book except for some recipes with complex raw materials. Each one is delicious. You know, before that, I was just at the level of making home-made dishes.
[looking at your comments, is it so exaggerated? If the author has such skills, he can rely on these recipes to open a restaurant. Why should he write a novel? Isn't it really Tuo?]
First floor: just try
Second floor: red eye sunspots go away. Do you like to see it
Third floor: it's you upstairs who recruit hackers for the author. Your family is so big that I really don't read it. Anyway, I really don't think there's anything good about this novel with the same running account
Fourth floor: fool on the third floor doesn't explain
Fifth floor: fool on the third floor doesn't explain
[I haven't read this novel, but as a new author, I only have a few lists, and I've collected 20000. I really want to say that the data is not brushed off by the author]
First floor: I feel the same. I feel that the author has brushed off
Second floor: big brush out of the Green River
Third floor: can red eye disease stop being jealous of other people's achievements? Isn't it good to write your own novels in peace of mind? No wonder you focus on red eye all your life
Fourth floor: on the third floor, I am jealous of the whole family. Your family is mainly your family
Fifth floor: the whole family will die at any time. Sure enough, it's a fool
Sixth floor: to the third floor and the fifth floor, you don't go to see how much the first point and the end point of your main novel are. It has never been said that the first and end points of lvjiang's book can reach nearly one to one. Moreover, when the first point is only 17000, the collection has reached two in case. Isn't this really a brush? Can you be a little rational
Seventh floor: sixth floor, I think it's you who need to be rational. You didn't read the comments. Did you see the microblog recommendation? It's normal to see the theme is good and collect it without clicking. Besides, this book is really well written. You haven't seen it. Why do you think people brush it? Do you have any evidence before saying this, As for the book you said that there was no one-to-one ratio between the first and last clicks before lvjiang, that doesn't mean that this book can't do it.
Eighth floor: hehe, your brain powder will continue to be hard spoken. There is no doubt that this book is a big brush. As for the so-called microblog recommendation, I doubt whether the author bought off the marketing number. After all, there are more and more RMB players writing articles, which can't be provoked.
The popularity of the novel means that it will attract many levels of uneven evaluation. At the same time, because Yan Chu's book is beyond the common sense collection, many readers begin to doubt before reading the novel. Moreover, no matter which website, there is no lack of red eye disease.
Therefore, more and more offensive comments began to appear in the originally harmonious comment area. Fortunately, there are more loyal readers of the book. On the whole, they are still supported, and the warm comments account for the majority.
Yan Chu is not a glass heart, not to mention that some readers doubt what he doesn't know. According to his observation of some red essays on lvjiang, it was the level expected by Yan Chu to have four or five thousand collections before entering V, but now the goal has quadrupled, and even he was surprised and confused.
In this regard, how could he mind those bad comments? He just tried to write better novels and give back to readers.
As for the message at the bottom of the article that some recipes are too difficult to practice in reality, Yan Chu also made adjustments. In the later story, he wrote a lot of dishes that are convenient to operate at home. Over time, readers are used to writing down the recipes of that chapter after the novel is updated, and then practice the next day and report their cooking results quickly, It has also become a unique style for loyal readers to leave messages.
And some readers who don't have cooking conditions for the time being look at those messages and listen to everyone say how delicious the food made according to the recipe is. They are wronged to leave saliva and call for takeout. They are happily fat for several circles.
Now, Yan Chu has coded more than 60000 words. Before entering V, he has received more than 5000 mine income, because the overlord ticket lvjiang has drawn half. Now he still has 25000.
You should know that the reward atmosphere of lvjiang is different from that of Dianjia. At Dianjia, an alliance leader means a reward of 1000 yuan. It is common for a good author to have more than a dozen or more alliance leaders, but in lvjiang, unless you are at the level of great God, you don't want to receive more than 1000 overlord tickets. It's really not a simple thing.
Yan Chu was able to absorb diehard fans in large quantities when his first novel had not yet formed his own readership scale. I have to say that this must have his charm.
However, in the eyes of some onlookers, a novel by a new author can have several local tyrant readers who spend a lot of money soon after the opening of the article, which can only prove that these readers are the author's relatives and friends and the identity of the author's RMB players.
In this way, such an unreasonable collection naturally has water.
On the first day of entering V, Yan Chu updated 9000 words as required, and the click of Chapter V decreased from 17000 before V to 11000, which was above his expectation.
On the V second day, Yan Chu updated 6000 words. The click rate of the first V Chapter increased by 3000, and the click rate of the second chapter was 10000.
On the third day, it was time for each novel to sign the ranking list. Because of the high subscription ratio, Yan Chu's Restaurant occupied the first place without any suspense. On the thousand word ranking list with him that day, there was also an old God of lvjiang. The other party's collection of this novel was very high. When it was on the thousand word ranking list, it had more than 40000 collections.
However, such a novel produced by the great God and with a solid foundation of readers was pressed down by a new author with only more than 20000 novels in his collection. Soon, when Yan Chu didn't know the existence of lvjiang forum, his pen name and the name of the novel were hung high on the front page of the forum.
*****
"Ah Chu, your mother and I go to the field to collect watermelon. If you are thirsty in the afternoon, half a watermelon is still frozen in the fridge. You can scoop it up and eat it at that time."
Watching her son come back from the outside, Gu Aihong said with a wet towel around her neck in a straw hat.
Since his son said he would go out to meet his friends, he has become much more cheerful. He gets up earlier and earlier every day, and he doesn't hide in his small room in the clean day as before. The couple see it in their eyes and are happy in their hearts.
As long as their sons are not bored, healthy and happy, they will have nothing else to ask for in their life.
"Mom, this is my family this month."
Just now Yan Chu went to the bank in the town and took his income last month.
Now the novel he wrote is earned V in this month, so the income of last month was only the income of overlord ticket. Moreover, due to the rules of lvjiang, the income before the end of the novel can only be taken as average, so what he really got was more than 1000 yuan, tax deducted, and the rest was about 1100.
"Home, home?"
Gu Aihong stammered and looked at the stack of bright red hundred yuan bills in her son's hand.
"Well, my novel has finally improved. This is the money I earned last month." Yan Chu said proudly to the old lady, "I said I would make a start in the novel industry. Parents, wait and see. I will give you more money in the future."
He stuffed the money into his mother's hand and swaggered back to the house without waiting for the other party to refuse.
"Old man, pinch me."
Gu Aihong looked at the money in her hand and said to her husband.
"Hiss -" Yan Yuanjiang pinched his face and hurt.
Suddenly, the two old people couldn't help but look at each other and burst into tears.
Their son has made money, their son is promising, and they have boiled it out.
Even if it was only more than 1000 yuan, it was like lifting the dark clouds that had covered their heads and dawn for the two old people.