Chapter 896 I Can Rest Assured that You Introduced Me

Regarding Yuan Zhou's words, Master Deng did not answer immediately, but spoke again.

"There is a unique skill in the hand-painting opera called Three Immortals Returning to the Cave, which requires one chopstick, two bowls and three balls. Among them, Master Ghost Hand King is the most powerful. After practicing hard, his hands are so fast that even his eyes can't keep up. Therefore, Master Wang often does not use any technique, but simply puts the ball into another bowl." Master Deng said.

When the speed exceeds the limit of the camera and eyes, you can't see it. It's a simple reason. Yuan Zhou didn't interrupt and continued to wait for Master Deng's next words.

"According to what you just described, Boss Yuan, at the moment when the pot is out, separate the beans of three similar sizes. How long is an instant? When I say a little more, it counts as two seconds. How many beans are there on a plate? I also plan to have a little less, one Plant thirty beans and sort ninety beans accurately within two seconds. I believe Master Ghost Hand King cannot achieve this speed." Master Deng said.

Yuanzhou was disappointed. Not to mention the three flavors, according to Master Deng, it was impossible to sort just three kinds of beans.

But even so, Master Deng also took the time to help answer questions for free. Yuanzhou still thanked him seriously: "Okay, thank you Master Deng."

Seeing Yuan Zhou's face full of disappointment, Master Deng also added: "Three Spices Fang Hai, is this the right name for this dish? I have a small opinion, Boss Yuan, you can consider it."

"Master Deng, please speak." Yuanzhou listened attentively.

"Since it is a lost dish, Sanxiang really existed before it was released into the sea, which means someone can really make it. Boss Yuan, think about it, if the person who made this dish really used pure techniques. Or the speed reaches the described effect, I think he should not be a chef, but a master of tricks."

Master Deng's reasoning is very interesting, and Yuanzhou has just realized this. The Ghost Hand King mentioned by Master Deng can be said to be one of the fastest people today. Although there were many strange people in ancient times, it is still too exaggerated to surpass the fastest by several times.

The most important thing is that for a dish with such strict requirements from the chef, it cannot be called a dish, it is a performance.

"So, since it is a lost dish, we should use the chef's method to restore it, rather than the non-chef's skills, such as the ingredients or other things." Master Deng said: "Although I don't know much about cooking, but I think that’s how it should be.”

The dishes must be restored with the chef's methods. One sentence was like a spring thunder, awakening Yuan Zhou, and he realized that he had gone into a misunderstanding, and it was really wrong.

"Thank you, Master Deng." Yuan Zhou bowed ninety degrees.

"No, no, no." Master Deng hurriedly helped Yuan Zhou up and said, "It's not like I'm a disciple, so I can't do such a great ceremony."

Yuan Zhou still didn't get up. Although Master Deng was stronger than Yuan Zhou, he couldn't use too much force. He only heard Yuan Zhou say: "One sentence corrected my bias in this dish. Master Deng, you deserve it." I am the master of one word, so you can do it.”

"I just said something casually." Master Deng couldn't laugh or cry at Yuan Zhou's solemnity. He felt that the boy in front of him was so old-fashioned despite his young age.

"Those who thank us do so from the perspective of the beneficiary." Yuan Zhou insisted.

Master Deng had no choice but to accept this great gift from Yuan Zhou.

"You're welcome, I hope you can succeed, Boss Yuan." Master Deng said seriously.

"Definitely." Yuan Zhou nodded, and then did not disturb him again. After all, this was the backstage, and there were other masters taking a rest while putting on makeup, so he left decisively.

Master Deng looked at Yuan Zhou's back and underestimated him: "It's hard for this little guy to find a girlfriend if he's so old-fashioned."

As he spoke, Master Deng began to prepare for the next performance. In fact, what the driver said was wrong. There were three performances in this teahouse in one night, starting at 6:30 and ending at 11:00.

Just as Master Deng picked up the hoop, he suddenly seemed stunned, and then left the backstage. At first he just walked quickly, but later he chased him out with a running machine.

After chasing him to the door of the teahouse, he saw Yuan Zhou holding his mobile phone.

As he was looking at something, Master Deng immediately greeted him.

"Hey Master Yuan."

When a familiar voice came to his ears, Yuan Zhou was startled for a moment, then realized: "What's the matter, Master Deng?"

"Master Yuan, if you think there is anyone suitable who is interested in our ancient magic and is willing to learn it, please introduce him to me."

"Okay, I'll remember it." Yuan Zhou agreed.

Seeing Yuan Zhou agree, Master Deng smiled and said, "I can rest assured about the person you introduced."

Just at this time, a taxi came in. Yuanzhou said goodbye, got in the car, told the driver the address, and the vehicle started moving.

It was almost half past eight when Yuan Zhou arrived at the teahouse. It was exactly nine o'clock after watching the performance. It was just nine forty when he returned to the store after asking for advice.

At this time, the shop and tavern were busy. Yuanzhou originally planned to enter through the back door, but seeing that the lights in front were still on, he went straight to the side street and prepared to enter through the front door.

"Is Zhou Jia not leaving yet?" Yuan Zhou thought to himself.

Yuanzhou knew that Zhou Jia needed to go to night school every day, and the tavern must keep someone there. Shen Min should be upstairs, and the light in front should be on because Zhou Jia didn't leave.

Therefore, Yuanzhou felt a little worried.

As soon as he reached the door, Yuan Zhou looked up and saw under the bright light a graceful woman wearing a professional skirt and a pair of black high heels sitting with her back to the door.

"It's not Zhou Jia." Yuan Zhou judged instantly.

"Tap tap tap" Yuan Zhou's footsteps were very light, but it was also obvious in the quiet shop. The woman with her back to the door turned her head.

"Boss Yuan, you are back." The woman was Zhong Lili. She stood up with a bag in her hand.

"Have you been waiting?" Yuan Zhou said.

"It didn't take long. The president was worried that you needed this ancient book, so he asked me to give it to you as soon as possible." Zhong Lili put down her bag, 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 him.

Yuan Zhou knew in his heart that Zhong Lili must have been waiting for a long time. There were red marks on her hands from putting them on the table, and it was indeed getting late.

But seeing that Zhong Lili spoke so calmly, Yuan Zhou didn't say much.

"You're welcome, the president said this book is an ancient book from the late Ming Dynasty, so you should be careful." Zhong Lili conveyed Zhou Shijie's words.

"Yes, I know." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"Then I'll leave first." Zhong Lili nodded and didn't say much.

"Okay, be careful on the road." Yuan Zhou said.

"Yeah." Zhong Lili turned and walked out of the shop.

Yuan Zhou put down the box and followed Zhong Lili out of the door, watching her walk into the moonlight on her high heels until she got in the car and walked away.

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