I'm really not a god of food, I'm just a cook in the countryside.

The other people sitting in the room chatted over tea.

"This time, Jianye's father's birthday banquet was a great success! When my old man celebrates his 80th birthday, I will do the same!

"Yes! What a view! Almost the entire village came to eat.

"Yes, yes, yes! Aren't we making money just to make our family's life better?

After chatting for a while, they found that Zhou Kun had not returned.

"What's going on with Zhou Kun? Going to the toilet for so long? Someone couldn't help but ask.

"yes!" The person next to him also said, "Even if it's a tuba, it should come out, it shouldn't have fallen inside!"

"Either go and see, something happened."

Thinking of this, several people were afraid that something would happen to Zhou Kun, so they hurriedly ran out of the house.

As soon as they left the house, a burst of fragrance came to their faces, which immediately made the eyes of several people widen.

"It smells so good!"

Several people shouted in unison.

"Strange, what does this smell like? Why didn't you smell it when you came?

"Is this the smell of the food, is it the chef cooking?"

"Could it be Master Zhao in their mouths?"

After a few people discussed it for a while, they decided to go first to see what kind of food would be so fragrant.

As for Zhou Kun, let him stay a little longer!

Several people hurriedly walked towards the side of them, and as soon as they got closer, they saw Zhou Kun.

"Zhou Kun, didn't you kid go to the toilet? How is it here?

After everyone found Zhou Kun, they complained dissatisfiedly.

"Don't talk!" Zhou Kun made a silent gesture, "Don't disturb Master Xiao Zhao's cooking."

When everyone saw Zhou Kun's appearance, they looked at each other and couldn't help but take two steps forward.

As soon as I got closer, a smell of meat came from the pot.

Pieces of pork were boiling in the pot, and a fat man next to him was constantly scooping out the foam.

Zhao Chong prepared the sauce, light soy sauce, mountain spring water, brown sugar, cumin, bay leaves, grass fruit and star anise into the pot, and then boiled it over high heat.

"Here's what to do! Master Xiao Zhao. Someone saw that Zhao Chong was cooking meat and mixing the sauce again, and asked with some doubts.

"This one! It is a local famous dish called garlic and white meat. Zhao Chong said and poured out the juice boiled in the pot.

Zhao Chong continued to add minced garlic and oil to the sauce, pouring spicy seeds, and the original soup of pork, so that the sauce needed for the garlic and white meat had been completely adjusted.

At this time, the pork in the pot was almost cooked, and Zhao Chong scooped up the pork with a colander and put it on the cutting board.

Reached for a kitchen knife and gently slapped it twice on the meat.

After waiting for the heat of the meat to dissipate some, Zhao Chong pressed his palm on the pork and gently slice the meat.

One, two, three...

Zhao Chong didn't need to look at it at all, a piece of meat was full of thirty knives before stopping.

Everyone was very puzzled when they saw Zhao Chong's movements, what was Zhao Chong doing who didn't know at all.

But when Zhao Chong took his hand away, they were all shocked.

This whole piece of pork has layers of fine scratches.

This is what Master Xiao Zhao cut just now?

Before everyone could react, Zhao Chong reached out and patted the cutting board, and the pork was shocked.

When the pork falls, layer by layer, piece by piece, it falls evenly on the cutting board.

"My God, what kind of immortal technique is this?"

"This pork is sliced into thin slices?"

"That's amazing, isn't it? Master Xiao Zhao's knife work is so powerful! The

people around applauded and marveled at Zhao Chong's craftsmanship.

Zhou Kun and the others were also shocked by Zhao Chong's hand.

Garlic white meat, they ate it when they were in the south, which is extremely demanding for knife workers, and the thinner the slices of white meat, the better, so that it will be easier to blend with the flavor of the sauce.

But the slices of meat cut out like Zhao Chong are as thin as cicada wings, almost breaking with a snap of a finger, which is a bit difficult.

Even if they have eaten countless star-rated hotels and seen countless chefs, none of them can easily beat white meat into thin slices like Zhao Chong.

This is almost a skill!

It is not possible to do it humanly!

Pieces of cooked pork were thinly sliced, again drawing bursts of cheers.

When Zhao Jianye was done and wanted to come back to drink some tea with a few friends and chat, he found that there was no one in the house.

"Why are you all around here?" Zhao Jianye couldn't help but smile when he saw Zhou Kun and several people surrounding Zhao Chong.

When they were in the group before, these people heard that they were going to hold a birthday banquet for the old man in the village, and they were despised.

Now this group of people is gathered in front of Master Xiao Zhao and looks at it intently.

Zhao Jianye shouted three or four times before pulling these back.

"Jianye, when did you come back?" After Zhou Kun saw that it was Zhao Jianye, he couldn't help but ask.

"I've been back for a long time, and I'm calling you like I can't hear you." Zhao Jianye complained, "Let's go, go in and have some tea, and the banquet will be open in a while." "

When will the table start?"

Hearing the opening of the table, Zhou Kun's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked.

Zhao Jianye looked at the time, it was only ten o'clock: "There are less than two hours to start." "

Two hours?

After Zhou Kun and several people heard it, they all showed bitter gourd faces.

Why does it take two hours?

Ever since watching Zhao Chong cook here, several of them began to look forward to it.

The knife skills alone are already so good, and when they cook, they are full of fragrance, and if you can really eat the dishes made by the other party.

How wonderful would that be?

In the end, under the persuasion of Zhao Jianye, Zhou Kun and several people reluctantly returned to the house.

Even when they returned to the house, these people were still relieved, looking outside from time to time.

"Don't worry, let's eat together when the time comes." Zhao Jianye comforted these friends.

These people are all small and successful entrepreneurs, with assets of tens of millions, such as Zhou Kundu, who is already more than 100 million assets.

But now it is no different from the villagers outside.

As time passed, there were more and more people in Zhao Jianye's family.

Fifty tables of big seats, the courtyard of Zhao Jianye's house could not be placed at all, and finally under the coordination of the village chief, the table was set up from the door of Zhao Jianye's house, and then fifty tables were placed.

Although there were many people, there was no chaos.

When he first came to the birthday banquet, Zhao Jianye counted the number of people, as for what if there were more people?

This didn't need Zhao Jianye to think about at all, just the surrounding villagers were enough to make those who secretly came to eat dare not approach.

This is a delicacy made by Chef Zhao, and no one wants to give it to anyone else.

At half past eleven, Zhao Jianye's third uncle was waiting for the guests to be served.

"Oh my God, I've been waiting for a long time to finally start the table!"

"Yes! I've been waiting for this day for too long, and I can finally eat Master Zhao's craftsmanship.

"I'm so excited, I'm really excited!"