Master Deng didn't answer Yuan Zhou's question immediately. Instead, he began to speak again.
"There's a unique skill called Three Immortals Returning to the Cave in Chinese Magic. One chopstick, two bowls, and three balls. Among them, Master Wang is the best. After practicing hard, his hands are so fast that even the eyes can't keep up with him. Therefore, Master Wang doesn't use any techniques most of the time. He simply puts the balls into another bowl," Master Deng said.
When the speed is beyond the limits of the camera and the eyes, you can't see it. It's a simple principle. Yuan Zhou didn't interrupt and continued to wait for Master Deng to continue.
"According to your description just now, Boss Yuan, at the moment of leaving the pot, separate the three beans of similar size. How long is an instant? I'll say a little more, so it's two seconds. How many beans are there in a plate? I also plan to reduce the number of beans. Each bean has 30, and he can accurately separate 90 beans in two seconds. I believe that even Master Wang can't do that, "Master Deng said.
Yuan Zhou was disappointed in his heart. According to Master Deng, he couldn't even separate the three kinds of beans, let alone the three flavors.
However, even so, Master Deng helped to answer for free. Yuan Zhou still thanked him seriously, "Okay. Thank you, Master Deng."
Seeing Yuan Zhou's disappointed face, Master Deng added, "Three Fragrance to the Sea, is this the name of the dish? I have a little opinion. Boss Yuan, you can consider it. "
"Master Deng, please go ahead." Yuan Zhou was all ears.
"Since it's a lost dish, Three Fragrance to the Ocean must have existed in the past. That is to say, someone was able to make it. Think about it, Boss Yuan. If the person who made this dish was truly able to achieve such an effect with pure skill or speed, I don't think he's a chef, but rather a master of trickery."
Master Deng's rebuttal was very interesting. Yuan Zhou had just realized this point. The Ghost Hand King mentioned by Master Deng could be said to be one of the people with the fastest hand speed today. Although there were many extraordinary people in ancient times, it was still too exaggerated to surpass the fastest speed by several times.
Most importantly, for a dish that had such strict requirements for the chef, it couldn't be called a dish. It was a performance.
"So, since it's a lost dish, we should use the chef's method to restore it instead of using the skills of a non-chef, such as the ingredients or other things," Master Deng said, "Although I don't know much about cooking, I think it should be like this."
Dishes should be restored using the chef's methods. His words were like a spring thunder, waking Yuan Zhou up. Only then did he realize that he had made a mistake, and it was really very wrong.
"Thank you, Master Deng." Yuan Zhou made a 90-degree bow.
"I can't, I can't." Master Deng hurriedly helped Yuan Zhou up and said, "It's not like you're going to be my disciple. You don't have to be so polite."
Yuan Zhou still didn't get up. Although Master Deng was stronger than Yuan Zhou, he couldn't use too much force. He heard Yuan Zhou say, "Master Deng, you corrected my bias in this dish with your words. Master Deng, you are worthy of my words, so I can do it."
"I just said something casually." Master Deng didn't know whether to laugh or cry at Yuan Zhou's solemnity. He felt that this young man in front of him was so old-fashioned.
"People should thank from the perspective of the beneficiary." Yuan Zhou insisted.
Master Deng had no choice but to accept Yuan Zhou's courtesy.
"You're welcome. I hope you can succeed, Boss Yuan," Master Deng said seriously.
"I will." Yuan Zhou nodded and didn't disturb him anymore. After all, he was backstage and there were other masters who were putting on makeup and resting. Therefore, he left decisively.
Master Deng looked at Yuan Zhou's back and murmured, "This young man is so old-fashioned. I'm afraid it's hard for him to find a girlfriend."
While speaking, Master Deng began to prepare for the next show. Actually, what the driver said was wrong. There were three shows in the teahouse every night, starting from 6: 30 pm and ending at 11: 00 pm.
Just as Master Deng picked up the iron hoop, he suddenly seemed to be stunned. Then, he left the backstage. At first, he just walked quickly, but later, he ran and chased after him.
When he chased to the entrance of the teahouse, he saw Yuan Zhou holding his phone and looking at something. Master Deng immediately greeted him.
"Hello, Master Yuan."
A familiar voice came into his ears. Yuan Zhou was stunned at first and then reacted, "What's up, Master Deng?"
"Master Yuan, if you think there's someone suitable who is also interested in our ancient tricks and is willing to learn, please introduce him to me."
"Okay, I'll keep that in mind." Yuan Zhou agreed.
Seeing that Yuan Zhou agreed, Master Deng smiled and said, "I trust the people you introduce."
At this time, a taxi came in. Yuan Zhou said goodbye and got in the car. He told the driver the address and the car started to move.
When Yuan Zhou arrived at the teahouse, it was about 8: 30 pm. After watching the show, it was exactly 9 pm. When he returned to the teahouse after consulting with Master Deng, it was just 9: 40 pm.
At this time, the small restaurant was bustling with people. Yuan Zhou had planned to enter from the back door, but when he saw the light in front was still on, he directly walked along the side street and prepared to enter from the front door.
"Is Zhou Jia still here?" Yuan Zhou thought.
Yuan Zhou knew that Zhou Jia had to go to night classes every day, so there must be someone in the teahouse. Shin Min should be upstairs. Since the light in front was still on, it should be Zhou Jia who hadn't left.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou was a little worried.
As soon as he walked to the door, Yuan Zhou looked up and saw a graceful woman in a business suit and a pair of black high heels sitting with her back to the door under the bright light.
"It's not Zhou Jia," Yuan Zhou judged instantly.
"Dadada," Yuan Zhou's footsteps were very light, but they were also very obvious in the quiet restaurant. The woman with her back to the door turned her head.
"Boss Yuan, you're back." The woman was Zhong Lili. She stood up with a handbag in her hand.
"Have you been waiting for me?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Not long. The chairman was worried that you would need this ancient book, so he asked me to give it to you as soon as possible." Zhong Lili put down the handbag, turned around and took the sandalwood box from the table, and handed it to Yuan Zhou with great care.
"Thank you." Yuan Zhou took the box and thanked her.
Yuan Zhou knew that Zhong Lili must have waited for a long time. Her hands were already red from the pressure she put on the table. Besides, it was really late now.
Seeing Zhong Lili say it so casually, however, Yuan Zhou didn't say anything.
"You're welcome. The chairman said that this book is an ancient book from the end of the Ming Dynasty and asked you to be careful." Zhong Lili passed on Zhou Shijie's words.
"Um, I know." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"Then I'm leaving now." Zhong Lili nodded her head and didn't say anything more.
"Ok. Be careful on the way," Yuan Zhou said.
"Um." Zhong Lili turned around and walked out of the restaurant.
Yuan Zhou put down the box and followed Zhong Lili out of the restaurant. He watched her walk into the moonlight in her high heels until she got on the car and drove away.
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