Chapter 2 Chapter One

Yangzhou kitchen knives are famous all over the world. There is nothing special about Yangzhou kitchen knives in and of themselves. The reason why ordinary kitchen knives are famous is because of those who use them.People who use knives are usually called "swordsmen".Unlike the swordsmen in the world of martial arts, the knives in these swordsman's hands are not for hacking and killing. They use knives to make delicious dishes, making people's lives more enjoyable. And reflect its own value in the process. Just like the world of martial arts, there are sects and masters and apprentices here; among swordsmen, there are famous "heroes" and unknown "little pawns"; Art crowns the world, so there are many stories in it. There are struggles, competitions, successes and failures in the stories.

Of course, there are also grievances and grievances in such a story. The stage for swordsmen to display their skills is the large and small restaurants in Yangzhou City.Each restaurant is like a sect, where the most skilled swordsman becomes the "chief chef" of the restaurant, and other swordsmen are divided into "first furnace", "second furnace", "third furnace" and so on according to their ranks. Among swordsmen, the status of "chef" is always enviable, just like the head of the martial arts world, no matter how big or small the door is, it can be regarded as a prince at any rate.

The city of Yangzhou is not big, but restaurants and restaurants are all over the streets and alleys, which has become the best example of the prosperity of Yangzhou's food culture.Every meal, the wine and dishes are fragrant, and the guests and friends are full, creating a prosperous scene of "thousands of merchants and boats mate at sunset, and a city of spring breeze and wine". And these restaurants are also divided into high and low. A good restaurant can attract top swordsmen to join. Naturally, the business is better than other restaurants, and the reputation will be bigger. Therefore, we call such restaurants "famous buildings".

"Jingyue Pavilion", "Tianxiang Pavilion" and "Yixiaotian", these are the three famous buildings recognized in Yangzhou city. "Jingyuexuan" is located on a gourmet street in the city center, and its owner, Chen Chunsheng, is the most famous catering entrepreneur in the city.At present, his branches have spread all over the province's major cities and counties, with a total asset of over 100 million yuan.With such strong financial resources, the housekeeper swordsman of "Jingyuexuan" will certainly not be an ordinary person. Sun Youfeng, a dragon, 39 years old, the head chef of "Jingyuexuan", in his prime, won the gold medal in the National Cooking TV Competition two years ago, and was immediately hired by Mr. Chen with a high salary. The "Jingyue Pavilion" in Huaiyang ranks among the three famous buildings in Huaiyang.

In terms of momentum, "Tianxiang Pavilion" located on the banks of the Yudai River is much worse than "Jingyuexuan", but when it comes to Ma Yun, the owner of "Tianxiang Pavilion", everyone in the catering industry knows it.Ma Yun is over 70 years old, and he is the only remaining one of the "Four King Kongs" of Huaiyang cuisine in the past.He has painstakingly studied Huaiyang cuisine for decades, and his theory and practice are outstanding.Later, he founded the "Yangzhou Cooking School" and educated countless people. All Huaiyang swordsmen respectfully call him "Teacher Ma".

Ma Yun has peaches and plums all over the world, and the most outstanding among them is the 42-year-old Peng Hui.Peng Hui has been serving as the head chef of "Tianxiang Pavilion" since he graduated at the age of 20. Many people believe that his culinary skills are better than those of Ma Yun at his peak.What is even more valuable is that Peng Hui is a loyal and kind person. Faced with the temptation of high salaries in many restaurants, he never wavers. He has stayed in "Tianxiang Pavilion" for more than 20 years.Even Ma Yun himself publicly admitted that with Peng Hui's current skills, as long as he goes out for two years or participates in some kind of competition, he can immediately become a world famous chef.

However, the title of the No. 1 restaurant in Yangzhou City has been occupied by "Yixiaotian" for many years. "Yixiaotian" is located in an unremarkable alley in the north of the city.According to topography records, this restaurant has been glorious for at least hundreds of years, and a plaque hanging in the main hall of the restaurant is the best evidence of this statement. The plaque is made of high-quality nanmu. After years of vicissitudes, the color is still black and shiny, and there is no crack in the whole body.There are four vigorous and tall golden characters written on the plaque: Fireworks in March.

Regarding these four words, there is a long-standing story in the food industry. It is said that the rise of "Yixiaotian" was during the reign of Qianlong more than two hundred years ago.At that time, the head chef of "Yixiaotian" was a culinary genius who was rare in a century. He was well versed in the essence of Huaiyang cuisine. No matter what kind of ingredients, after his operation, he could bring out the freshness and original taste to the extreme. After the fame spread, people gave him a nickname: "One knife is fresh".Over time, everyone even forgot his real name.

When Emperor Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River, he heard the name of "Yidaoxian", so he specially came to taste the Huaiyang dishes prepared by him, and he was full of praise.From then on, every time he toured the south, Lord Qianlong would let the "one-knife fresh" wait in front of the imperial court.With such experience and capital, the reputation of "Yidaoxian" has risen, and "Yixiaotian" has become a leader in Huaiyang's catering industry. Time passed, decades passed, Qianlong abdicated, and Emperor Jiaqing ascended the throne.At this time, "Yi Dao Xian" has reached his sixtieth year and has already taken care of himself at home, but his son has learned his father's skills and continues to write the glory of a famous chef in "Yi Xiao Tian".On this day, there was an urgent message from Da Nei, six hundred miles away, to transfer the "Yi Dao Xian" who used to be waiting in front of Emperor Qianlong to Beijing.

"Yi Dao Xian" did not dare to neglect, immediately packed his bags and rushed to the capital.Along the way, the postman explained the whole story to him. It turned out that Lord Qianlong's body was getting weaker and weaker, and he was close to death.In recent days, he suddenly lost his appetite and didn't think about eating or drinking. Mr. Jiang, the head chef of the harem, tried his best to cook all kinds of delicacies, and he only had to offer dragon liver and phoenix marrow.But when it was time to eat, Lord Qianlong often raised his chopsticks, glanced at the table for a moment, then shook his head and sighed, unable to put down the chopsticks.This is very anxious to the prince who has followed him for many years.After racking his brains, Wang Gonggong suddenly remembered that during the southern tour, the "one-knife fresh" dishes waiting for his driver had been deeply in line with Lord Qianlong's wishes, so he immediately issued an internal transfer order as soon as possible.

"One knife fresh" entered the Forbidden City, and a dish was prepared on the same day and sent to the harem.After eating it, Lord Qianlong sighed and said: "It's been so many years, only this 'one knife fresh' can still experience the taste and heart of the lonely family." Then the imperial pen personally gave the dish the name "Firework March". After "Yidaoxian" returned to Yangzhou with the golden plaque bestowed by Lord Qianlong, the news quickly spread throughout the city.It is such an honor for the Supreme Emperor to write a plaque for a cook himself!But the strange thing is that "Yi Dao Xian" has never done this "Fireworks in March" on other occasions, and when people ask him, he always laughs and doesn't answer.It is said that the recipe of this dish has since become a secret skill of the "Yidaoxian" family and has been passed down from generation to generation. And the plaque of "Fireworks in March" has been hung in the lobby of "Yixiaotian" restaurant ever since. However, the "Yixiaotian" restaurant can have such a status in Yangzhou City today, neither because of the legendary color of this plaque, nor because of the prestige of "Yidaoxian" back then.Nowadays, when people mention "Yixiaotian" restaurant, they will immediately say a person's name: Uncle Xu! Uncle Xu, fifty-two years old, has been the boss of Yixiaotian for more than twenty years. The early 1980s was the most difficult period for "Yixiaotian" restaurant.After the "Yidaoxian" tribe who had been the head chef for more than two hundred years disappeared during the Cultural Revolution, the strength of "Yixiaotian"'s back kitchen plummeted.After the reopening of the market, Yangzhou's catering industry has developed rapidly under the new situation. Facing fierce market competition, "Yixiaotian" restaurant is already in jeopardy. Under such circumstances, Uncle Xu took over the "Yi Xiao Tian" restaurant, and he vowed to restore "Yi Xiao Tian" to its glory within three years. "Yixiaotian" needs a new capable head chef. Uncle Xu has already thought of a candidate in his heart, and this person is himself. Since then, kitchen knives have become almost all of Uncle Xu's life. He keeps practicing, tasting and learning. Some people say that Uncle Xu did not do this blindly. When the successor of "Yidaoxian" left, he wrote a booklet of his cooking skills and left it to a boy in the hotel, and this boy was Uncle Xu. . For this kind of statement, Uncle Xu has neither admitted nor denied it, and people have no way of confirming it.What people saw was that three years later, Uncle Xu became the head chef of "Yixiaotian", and his culinary skills shocked the whole city.At that time, the "Four King Kongs" of Huaiyang cuisine, including Ma Yun, agreed that he was the number one culinary expert since the disappearance of "Yidaoxian". Since then, "Yixiaotian" has regained its glory and has firmly occupied the position of the first restaurant in Huaiyang for 20 years. Uncle Xu has always been recognized as the number one swordsman in Huaiyang's catering industry. Of course, other restaurants represented by "Jingyuexuan" and "Tianxiang Pavilion" are naturally unwilling to live under others for a long time. They are always waiting for the opportunity to replace "Yixiaotian" restaurant. This year, the opportunity finally presented itself. A month ago, Uncle Xu suddenly made a decision that surprised everyone: his apprentice Ling Yongsheng will take over as the head chef of "Yixiaotian", and he himself will no longer intervene in the affairs of "Yixiaotian"'s back chef. When the news came out, there was a lot of discussion in the catering industry, and Mr. Chen of "Jingyuexuan" responded immediately. Chef Sun Youfeng, the head chef of "Jingyuexuan", will be on the same stage to learn cooking skills. Anyone with a discerning eye can understand at a glance that this is called "invitation", and it is actually a challenge. The chefs of the three famous restaurants will perform on the same stage, and they will naturally compete. When Uncle Xu faded out, he took the lead in this conference and created momentum to replace the "Yixiaotian" as the number one building in Huaiyang. "Tianxiang Pavilion" immediately responded positively to this invitation.Under such circumstances, "Yixiaotian" can't back down naturally. The new head chef Ling Yongsheng has promised to attend the meeting at that time, and the ultimate confrontation among Huaiyang swordsmen is inevitable. Ling Yongsheng, twenty-seven years old, is unknown in the industry.People will inevitably have some doubts about his level, but after Ling Yongsheng became the chef, the diners who visited "Yixiaotian" said that the dishes here are still full of color and taste, which is different from "Jingyuexuan" and "Tianxiangge". In no way inferior! Which swordsman can win this rare "Famous House Fair" has become a hot topic among diners and idlers in various restaurants and teahouses in Yangzhou for a while. As the scheduled date approaches day by day, this suspense will eventually be solved. There are still three days left before the "Famous Building Club". A brand-new kitchen knife, seven inches long and five inches high, with a semi-curved edge and a ridge three-quarters wide. This is the largest and heaviest of the Yangzhou kitchen knives, which are usually used for chopping ribs. Now this knife is in Wang Mangzi's hand, the gloomy light of the knife reflects his ugly smiling face. Wang Laizi smiled so happily because his business is really good today. In less than two hours since he opened in the early morning, he has sold 40 to 50 catties of pork ribs, and the knife in his hand has almost never stopped. Now, an aunt was attracted by the fresh and rosy ribs on the chopping board: "How do you sell these ribs?" "True price." Wang Manizi replied straightforwardly, "Five yuan and six a catty!" The aunt tested the color with her fingers, and muttered: "It's quite fresh, but it's not expensive...give me two catties." "Okay!" Wang Manzi swung the kitchen knife, quickly chopped off a few pieces of ribs, and put them on the platform scale, and the weighing pan was immediately pressed down. "Look at how low this scale weighs, it's two catties and two liang, count your two catties!" Wang Manizi yelled generously, spitting out far away. "Boy, did you get a new knife?" A voice suddenly sounded behind the aunt. Wang Laizi looked up to see who was coming, and immediately squeezed out a flattering smile: "Yo, Brother Fei, you're here." The person called "Brother Fei" looked a few years younger than Wang Mangzi, around thirty at most.He is of medium height, wearing a round-neck sweater casually, with a thin face and flat hair, he looks very energetic, but the unshaven beard on his chin is slightly vicissitudes and messy. "Lend me your new knife." Fei Ge squinted his eyes, and there was some playfulness in his smile. Wang Laizi looked at the knife in his hand in some confusion, then handed it over subconsciously. Brother Fei took the knife, weighed it in his hand, and praised softly: "Good knife." "Hey." Wang Manizi smiled complacently, "I spent fifteen yuan here..." Suddenly, Fei Ge raised his hand, waved the knife, and dropped the knife!The heavy kitchen knife went straight to Wang Manizi's left hand on the chopping board.His movements were extremely quick, but there was no warning beforehand. Before Wang Mangzi could react, the knife had passed through his hand with a "dumb" sound and chopped into the chopping board, the blade was trembling slightly. Wang Mangzi's face was pale, and he swallowed back his words in fright.Brother Fei still had a lazy smile on his face. He casually picked up a piece of pork ribs that had just been cut off from the edge of the knife and threw it into the tray on the platform scale. Magnets come. Once in and out, the reading on the platform scale did not change at all. "Two catties and two liang, it counts as two catties." Brother Fei clapped his hands leisurely, looking at the platform scales, looking rather complacent. Only now did Wang Laizi come back to his senses, he raised his left hand tremblingly, the palm was intact.The knife just now was only inserted between his fingers. "Brother Fei, why are you joking with me like this...you scared me to death..." Wang Manizi wiped the sweat from his forehead with a look of lingering fear. Brother Fei giggled: "It's not fair to do business, so aren't you afraid that one day you really cut off your own hand?" Wang Laizi avoided Brother Fei's gaze: "Yes... yes... They say your eyes are worse than weights, I have seen it today..." Wang Laizi laughed at himself while trying to pull out the kitchen knife that had been chopped off the chopping board, but when he tried hard, the kitchen knife did not move at all. Looking carefully, the blade had sunk into the chopping board by more than half an inch. Wang Manzi's embarrassment caused the onlookers to burst into laughter, and he himself was blushed with embarrassment, and looked at Brother Fei winkingly: "Help me...I can't pull out your strength..." Seeing that he had played Wang Laizi well enough, Brother Fei was about to step forward, but his other hand grabbed the handle of the knife first. With a light lift of this hand, the kitchen knife obediently left the chopping board. The one who drew the sword was a young man in his twenties. He was handsome, refined and personable, wearing a neat and luxurious suit.Brother Fei raised his brows and looked at him with interest. People like this rarely appear in vegetable markets. While returning the kitchen knife to Wang Mangzi, the young man looked at Brother Fei and praised, "Your knife has great eyesight and accuracy. All the cabbage heads in the 'Yixiaotian' restaurant have such skills, and they are the first in Huaiyang." The building really lives up to its reputation.” "Oh?" Brother Fei stroked the stubble on his chin, "You know me?" The young man smiled: "Your name is Shen Fei. I have been the head of the restaurant in 'Yixiaotian' for nearly ten years, purchasing fresh ingredients for the restaurant full-time, mixed in various vegetable markets in Yangzhou, and was called Fei by the vegetable vendors. Brother. In my spare time, I set up a stall of fried stinky tofu in the alley near the restaurant. The taste is delicious and unique, and it is famous far and wide.” Seeing that the other party knew him in such detail, Shen Fei couldn't help scratching his forehead: "Have we met before? The eyes are so strange..." "No, we are meeting for the first time." "Then you introduce yourself?" "No need, we will see you soon." The young man looked at Shen Fei, although he refused, but his words were polite. "Okay." Shen Fei also laughed, "I've never been very curious." "There will be a time later." The young man nodded goodbye, then turned around and left on his own. "Hey, Brother Fei, who is this? The accent is not local." Wang Manizi muttered curiously. Shen Fei looked at the back of the young man going away, and shook his head slightly.I have been in Yangzhou City for so many years, but I have never seen this person.The young people mentioned the "Yi Xiao Tian" restaurant twice, and most of them are also figures in the food circle.Judging from the movement of his sword drawing, the strength on his wrist is enough to rank among the top swordsmen. When the "Famous Building Club" is about to start, this person suddenly appears in Yangzhou. What does this mean? There are still two days left before the "Famous Building Club". China is vast, and people in every place have a way of life with a strong regional color. "Water in the morning, water in the evening." This Yangzhou proverb vividly describes the traditional living habits of the old Yangzhou people. "Morning purse water" refers to eating morning tea.There is a reason why Yangzhou people say "drink tea" instead of "drink tea".It is also very simple to say, because the focus of this morning tea is on "eating", not on "drinking". All kinds of pastries and cold dishes are the protagonists on the morning tea table. Diners hold a cup of green tea and sip a couple of sips from time to time. In addition to clearing the stomach, it also has a very important function of quenching thirst. People who come to have morning tea are prone to thirst, because their mouths spend two minutes eating and eight minutes chatting. When chatting speculatively, a morning tea can be eaten from the first morning light to the noon of the day.The regular customers of the teahouse must be idlers with nothing to do. Only they have time to have morning tea, and only they can understand the current situation. There are so many topics that can't be finished. The interior of Xichun Tea House is simple and unsophisticated. It is built by the water, and a bamboo forest is planted at the door, just like a peach garden in a busy city.Having morning tea here, close to the city but far away from the hustle and bustle, naturally becomes the first choice for old tea drinkers. On the second floor of the tea house, there are two tables by the window, where you can enjoy the water color downstairs. Such private seats are usually reserved for regular customers who come to visit every day. Mr. Zhao and Mr. Jin were such guests. At this time, the two old men were sitting face to face on the table in Xishou, eating snacks and tea while setting up a Longmen array.What they were talking about today was about the "Famous House Club". "I think this 'Famous House Meeting' might as well be called 'Famous Chefs Meeting'. The three chefs compete on the same stage. Hehe, it's interesting. I really have to go and see it then." "Who do you think is more likely to win?" "This...it's really hard to say. If Boss Xu can come out, it is natural that 'Yixiaotian' will win, but the current chef is young after all, and his skills are limited after all. I don't know why Uncle Xu would do such a thing. Decide……" "Cooking is also a physical effort. Boss Xu is old after all. Although it is not a problem to support it for a few more years, it will become more and more difficult after all. Now he passes the mantle to his disciples in advance, which is a kind of training for the younger generation. , I still have the ability to support and support, and make a transition. I think this move is a brilliant move by Boss Xu. Even if he loses this time, he has laid the foundation for a comeback, and he will not lose the "one-shot" before. The building collapsed." "Well, it makes sense." Someone at the next table suddenly said to himself and answered the question for the first time. The two elders looked over, and the young man who spoke was well-dressed, sitting alone, holding a cup of hot tea, and seemed to be thinking.Seeing that the second elder noticed him, he put down his teacup, smiled politely, and said in standard Mandarin: "It's just that this old gentleman only knows one thing, not the other." "Oh?" The tea house was originally a good place to chat with friends, Master Zhao who spoke just now immediately sent out an invitation, "Young man, come over for a chat?" "Okay." The young man nodded and sat down generously. Jin Ye took a sip of tea, squinted his eyes and looked at the young man's eyes: "Young man, do you know about the 'Yixiaotian' restaurant?" The young man smiled slightly: "Speaking of 'Yixiaotian', I know everyone from Uncle Xu, the boss, to the old Sun who cooks the fire in the back kitchen." Such words are said from the mouth of a foreigner, which makes people a little surprised, and the two elders can't help but glance at each other. Master Zhao leaned forward: "Then what do you mean by 'you only know one, but not the other'?" "Uncle Xu hurriedly passed on the position of chef of 'Yixiaotian' to apprentice Ling Yongsheng. There are other important reasons, but you didn't mention it just now." "Well, then tell me, what else is there?" "Because Uncle Xu's daughter will be back tomorrow." "Boss Xu's daughter?" Master Zhao's eyes widened in surprise, "I've been in Yangzhou for so many years, and Boss Xu has always been single. Where did he get such a daughter?" The young man sighed softly: "Uncle Xu's success and brilliance in the past twenty years are known to everyone, but the price he paid for it can only be hidden in his heart. Back then, Uncle Xu devoted himself to practicing cooking skills. At that time, it was inevitable that his wife and daughter would be neglected. Later, his wife went abroad to study and sent back a divorce agreement, and his daughter who had not entered school also emigrated with his mother. At that time, Uncle Xu was still an unknown figure, you don’t know these things Not surprising." "There is such a thing?" Jin Ye said with emotion, "No wonder Boss Xu has been single for so many years, it seems that he still misses his wife and daughter." "That's right." The young man continued, "The reason why Uncle Xu no longer serves as the head chef of 'Yixiaotian' is to get rid of those mundane affairs, and enjoy the family happiness while his daughter returns home." The young man spoke frankly, and what he said was reasonable, and the two elders couldn't help but not believe it, but Mr. Zhao still couldn't help asking his own question: "Who are you to Boss Xu? How do you know these things so clearly?" The young man smiled, but did not answer directly: "You will know the answers to these questions in a few days." There is still one day left before the "Famous Building Club". For the three chefs who are about to participate in the conference, now should have reached the most tense moment. Both Sun Youfeng and Peng Hui got up early in the morning, and they had to use the morning time of the day when their memories are clearest, to train and adjust their ability to distinguish flavors. But Ling Yongsheng is doing something that has nothing to do with the "Famous Building Club" at this time - cleaning. Not only Ling Yongsheng, but other people in "Yixiaotian", even Uncle Xu himself, are now cleaning in the hall of the restaurant. For them, another thing that is about to happen today seems to be more important than the imminent war. Uncle Xu, who is over half a century old, is already a little fatter. He is walking around with a rag in his hand, chattering from time to time. "Look carefully, here, see? You have to wipe it again. People who have lived abroad are the most particular about hygiene, and they all have that... that... cleanliness!" The rag had already been swung up, and with two sweeps, it wiped away a stain on the window. "Master, must your daughter be here today?" Ling Yongsheng scratched his head habitually while talking. He is not tall, with a round face and thick eyebrows, and a little naive. At first glance, it is difficult to compare him with Huaiyang top The identity of the swordsman is linked together. "Of course." Uncle Xu answered the apprentice's question in an irrefutable tone, "They who have lived abroad are the most trustworthy in doing things, and they will never miss their appointments." "Oh." Ling Yongsheng accepted the master's point of view, held up a long feather duster, and gently brushed off the dust on the chandelier. What the master and apprentice were discussing was Xu Lijie, the daughter of Uncle Xu and his ex-wife.Twenty years ago, Uncle Xu won honor and status through his own efforts, but lost his family.Twenty years later, is there any chance to make up for all this? Uncle Xu seemed to be focusing on cleaning a glass ornament placed on the front desk, his thoughts began to wander, he didn't know if he was recalling the past, or looking forward to the wonderful feeling when father and daughter reunited. "Uncle Xu, no matter how much you wipe it, it's still glass." A playful voice brought Uncle Xu's thoughts back to reality. Uncle Xu didn't need to look up to know who was speaking.In the "Yixiaotian" restaurant, there is only one person who can talk and joke with him like this. This person is Shen Fei, he just came back from shopping outside, and he is grinning happily, looking at Uncle Xu with a smile. All the young people in the "Yixiaotian" restaurant can cook two specialty dishes, and it is their common ideal to become famous chefs.They both respect and worship Uncle Xu. Only Shen Fei is an exception. Shen Fei is a vegetable.Caitou is the person who is responsible for buying vegetables. In the back kitchen of the restaurant, his status is the lowest.But Shen Fei is very satisfied with his identity, he never seems to have thought of becoming a cook, let alone a famous chef.He never learned how to cook, so he never got reprimanded by Uncle Xu for his poor cooking skills. So he can live a happy and simple life every day. Uncle Xu raised his hand, and patted Shen Fei's head lightly: "You boy, stop being so glib with me, have you bought the vegetables yet?" "That's needless to say!" Shen Fei raised the vegetable basket in his hand, "Look at this piece of kidney, how fresh is it? He asked for five or six yuan, but I returned it to five yuan. How about it?" Uncle Xu took a look at the condition of the kidney, then rummaged through the vegetable basket with his hand, nodded in praise and said, "That's right, send it to the back kitchen." Shen Fei agreed, turned around and took two steps, then stopped suddenly: "Should I also show my hand when the young lady comes back today?" Ling Yongsheng interjected with a smile: "What can you reveal? Fried stinky tofu?" "Hey, little Lingzi, you look down on people." Shen Fei seemed quite dissatisfied, and was about to refute a few words, when suddenly he wrinkled his nose, sniffed the air twice, and then cried out excitedly, "Old boy , Steamed lion's head, today is a blessing." "You boy, your nose is so sharp!" Uncle Xu was a little proud, he also raised his nose to smell it, nodded and said: "Well, it's ready, go and adjust it to a low heat, and continue to simmer." "Okay!" Shen Fei happily agreed, and went to the back kitchen. Less than an hour passed, but Ling Yongsheng seemed to be a different person.His waist is straight, and his whole body is full of spirit. Because what he was holding in his hand was no longer a feather duster, but a kitchen knife. Ordinary kitchen knives, ordinary people, but when the two are combined, the knife has life, and people also exude aura and vitality. For such a person, besides "swordsman", can you find a more appropriate word to call him? Soon, fried cashews with ginkgo nuts, slippery rice slices, mushrooms and cabbage hearts were served on the table one after another.The three dishes are matched with meat and vegetables, the colors are harmonious, and the aroma is overflowing.Ling Yongsheng stood aside respectfully, waiting for Uncle Xu's reaction. Uncle Xu nodded in satisfaction. This time, he also intends to test Ling Yongsheng's cooking skills by taking the opportunity to welcome his daughter.Although these dishes are common home-cooked dishes, they can reflect the cook's mastery of the combination of ingredients and heat.At least for now, the result still satisfies him. "Well, not bad." Uncle Xu said approvingly, "In two years, I can really retire." Ling Yongsheng smiled naively: "Compared with Master, I'm still far behind." "Hey, where's Fei Shen? You've finished cooking, why hasn't he come out yet?" Uncle Xu asked looking in the direction of the back kitchen. "He's cooking too, and said he's going to welcome the eldest lady." "He's cooking?" Uncle Xu couldn't help laughing, "I want to see what he can cook." While talking and joking, Shen Fei came out of the back kitchen carrying a plate of dishes, the dishes were held together by two plates, and the contents inside could not be seen.With a serious face, he put the plate on the dining table. "What kind of dish are you cooking here?" Uncle Xu asked, and couldn't help but want to unbutton the plate. Shen Fei hastily stretched out his hand to stop it: "Hey, no, no, we have to wait for the eldest lady to come to reveal it." Uncle Xu withdrew his body, curled his lips pretending to be disdainful: "Hey, it's quite mysterious." "Of course." Shen Fei said proudly, "This is my debut work in the 'Yixiaotian' restaurant." Seeing that Shen Fei had relaxed his vigilance, Uncle Xu suddenly turned his back on his carbine, and quickly stretched his hands towards the dish. Shen Fei had sharp eyes and quick hands, and grabbed his wrist: "I can't reveal it... I'm old, and I'm still playing around." Uncle Xu laughed "hehe" twice: "Let me see and see first. Xiao Lingzi, don't come to help." Ling Yongsheng was stunned for a moment, then looked at Shen Fei apologetically: "Master asked me to do it, don't blame me." After speaking, he was about to uncover the dish. Shen Fei bent down anxiously, using his body as a shield, and yelled: "No way, you master and apprentice are bullying others, this is specially prepared for the eldest lady, you can't..." Suddenly, he stopped and stared blankly at the door. Seeing that Uncle Xu and the others had no intention of giving up, he pouted anxiously. Uncle Xu and Ling Yongsheng looked towards where Shen Fei was looking, and saw a beautiful young woman standing at the door, looking at them strangely.Seeing that the three of them had stopped entanglement, she asked crisply, "Excuse me, is the boss here's surname Xu?" Uncle Xu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly let go of Shen Fei as if awakened: "You are... Lili?" This stylishly dressed girl with long dark red wavy hair is Uncle Xu's daughter Xu Lijie.She has just returned to her childhood hometown - Yangzhou from the United States.Uncle Xu's call activated the distant memories deep in her mind, and she smiled brightly: "Hi, Dad!" Uncle Xu looked at his daughter who suddenly appeared in front of him, and couldn't help being a little dazed.I don't know whether it was in a trance or excited, but the corners of his eyes were a little wet.Shen Fei glanced at him with his eyes, worried about the silence, smiled exaggeratedly at Xu Lijie, and replied: "Hello!" Xu Lijie looked at Shen Fei with some confusion, and Shen Fei shook his hand suddenly: "No, no, I'm not your father." He used his elbow to pester Uncle Xu: "This is the one, this is the one." At this time, Uncle Xu also adjusted his mood. He walked forward and held his daughter's hand. He was full of words, but he didn't know where to start. Remember your dad?" "Of course I remember." Xu Lijie smiled playfully, "You still look so young." "You're still young, you're about to become an old man." Uncle Xu said mockingly, but there was a gratified smile on his face. At this time, Shen Fei also walked over graciously, and helped Xu Lijie take the luggage: "Come on, let the eldest lady sit down first. If you have something to say, speak slowly." "Yes, yes, sit down and eat first." Uncle Xu led Xu Lijie to the dining table: "Are you hungry? I've been waiting for you for a long time." "Really? It's an honor." After Xu Lijie sat down, she smiled friendlyly at Ling Yongsheng beside her: "Hello." "Hello." Ling Yongsheng looked a little shy. At this time, a waitress came over and put a basin of clean water in front of Xu Lijie, Xu Lijie raised her eyebrows in confusion. "Water, wash your hands, wash your hands." Shen Fei didn't have much English in his stomach, but it played a role here. "Oh." Xu Lijie suddenly laughed. Uncle Xu took out a photo of Xu Lijie when she was a child. He looked at the photo, then at the real person in front of him, and sighed repeatedly: "It has changed, it has changed." Xu Lijie spoke while washing her hands: "Really? Is it ugly or beautiful?" "Of course she's beautiful... prettier than your mother was then." "Okay, okay, let's eat quickly, don't let the dishes get cold." Seeing that Xu Lijie had finished washing her hands, Shen Fei was about to move his chopsticks. Xu Lijie leaned forward and looked at the dining table appreciatively: "There are so many dishes, so rich." Just as she was speaking, the waitress came over with a big casserole. "Hey, the best one is here. Come, put it in front of our eldest lady." Shen Fei took the casserole, placed it on the dining table in front of Xu Lijie, and then lifted the lid of the casserole. Suddenly, a burst of heat and fragrance erupted from the casserole.After the steam faded away, six light pink meatballs appeared in the casserole, each about the size of a fist, shaped like a sunflower, tender and attractive. "Steamed lion's head!" Shen Fei announced the name of the dish excitedly, "Miss, please taste it." "Okay, then I won't be polite." Xu Lijie picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick them up. Shen Fei quickly stopped him: "Hey, hey, you can't use chopsticks to pick this up." Xu Lijie looked at Shen Fei with some surprise.I saw Shen Fei pick up a spoon, carefully push up a lion's head, and then lift up the spoon, the round lion's head came out of the soup in the steamer, and immediately bent into an oval shape. Shen Fei put the lion's head into Xu Lijie's plate, and said: "This steamed lion's head is Uncle Xu's housekeeping dish. It is so hot that it will break when touched by chopsticks and melt in the mouth. Try it." Xu Lijie took a small piece of lion's head and put it in her mouth. Under Uncle Xu's expectant gaze, she licked her lips and praised, "It's so fresh." Uncle Xu was like a student who was praised by the teacher, with a smug smile on his face: "Then tell me, what kind of delicious food did you eat?" Xu Lijie thought about it for a while: "Well, it's not just meat, there should be delicacies from mountains and rivers, but it's too specific for me to say." Uncle Xu gave a thumbs up: "As expected of my daughter, she still has taste. This lion's head is made of high-quality pork, which is fat and thin. It is minced and mixed with shiitake mushrooms and crab powder to form it, and then steamed on the chicken rack.制而成的，行家能从中品出四味，因此称'四鲜狮子头'，你第一次吃就能说出有山珍，有河鲜，也很难得了。” 凌永生在一旁补充说：“师傅把狮子头做到这个火候，不仅口感鲜嫩，而且猪肉中的饱和脂肪酸经过长时间的焖制，都已转化成了不饱和脂肪酸，更加利于人体的吸收。” 徐丽婕看看凌永生：“是吗？那我可更得多吃点了。” 此时沈飞又盛起一个狮子头放入自己碟中，自顾自地说道：“你们说得这么好。我也忍不住了，我给自己来一只。” 徐丽婕看着沈飞的样子，禁不住莞尔一笑，对徐叔说：“爸，您还没给我介绍一下这两位呢。” 沈飞抢着站起身：“晤，我来我来。”他一指凌永生：“这位是徐叔的高徒，扬州厨界的后起之秀，姓凌名永生，熟人都叫他小凌子。今天这桌菜，基本上都是他做出来的，你可得好好品尝一下啊。” 徐丽婕赞道：“啊，真厉害！” “这不算什么，明天小凌子代表'一笑天'参加扬州的名楼会，那才是真的厉害。”沈飞说着，把头转向凌永生，“是吧？” 凌永生有些不好意思地笑了笑：“呵呵，那是师傅抬举我，给我这个机会。” “嗨，看你这个谦'孙'。”沈飞不已为然地晃着脑袋，还故意把“逊”字发错了音，“你说徐叔怎么就不抬举抬举我呢？” 徐丽婕笑着附和：“说得有道理。嗯，现在介绍一下你自己吧。” 沈飞挠挠头：“我可就没什么好说的了，嗯，姓沈名飞，一笑天酒楼的菜头，就是专管买菜的，今天这桌菜，都是我买回来的。” 徐丽婕见沈飞有趣，有心和他开个玩笑，故意夸张地拍着手喝彩：“哇，厉害厉害！” 徐叔在一旁插了话：“哎，沈飞。你今天不也做了一道菜吗，现在能让大家看看了么？” 沈飞一拍脑袋：“对了对了，我差点都给忘了。我这道菜的名字可不得了，叫做'波黑战争'！” 徐丽婕拖起下巴看着沈飞：“'波黑战争'？这个菜名有意思。” 沈飞得意地卖起了关子：“你们猜猜，这菜是怎么做的？” 徐叔和凌永生对看了一眼，均是一头雾水，他们师徒俩在饮食圈里摸爬滚打了这么多年，可谓见多识广，但对“波黑战争”这道菜还真是从来没有听说过。 “知道你们肯定猜不着。嘿嘿，这次跟我学着点吧。”沈飞一边得意洋洋地自夸着，一边揭开了盖着的盘子，“珰珰珰珰，大家请看！” 徐叔等三人瞪大了眼睛，终于看清了盘子下的玄虚。 凌永生失望地瘪了瘪嘴：“这不是菠菜炒黑木耳么，说得那么玄乎。” “哎，这你就不懂了。”沈飞倒不气馁，侃侃说起了他这道菜中的奥妙，“菠菜富含多种维生素成分，包括胡萝卜素、叶酸、维生素B1、维生素B2，而黑木耳含有丰富的蛋白质、铁、钙、维生素、粗纤维，具有益气强身、滋肾养胃、活血等功能。对于刚刚经历过长途跋涉的人来说，这道菜用来滋补调理最合适不过了。所以这道'波黑战争'是我专门为了给大小姐接风独家所创的特色大菜！” 徐叔不禁点点头：“有点道理啊。看不出来，你小子还真有想法，她们长期在国外生活的人，吃东西最讲究营养了。” 徐丽婕听沈飞说得头头是道，忍不住夹了一筷子吃了起来，然后她竖起了大拇指：“嗯，味道也不错呢。” “是吗？”徐叔也将信将疑地吃了一口，果然是清淡爽口，他惊讶地看着沈飞：“不坏呀，小子，这是自己做出来的？” 沈飞俏皮地一抱拳：“谢谢，谢谢捧场！在家练过，嘿嘿，在家练过。” “有点天赋啊。回头让小凌子带带你，没准以后能混出个出息。”徐叔盯着沈飞，语气认真，不像是在开玩笑。 “得了吧。”沈飞晃了晃脑袋，“我有时间还是炸我的臭豆腐去，那才是我的擅长。” “没志气。”徐叔无奈地说，其实他一直认为沈飞充满灵气，如果肯下功夫，在烹饪上的造诣不会比凌永生差，可自己几次用言语试探，沈飞都显得毫无兴趣。人各有志，他也无法强求。 一桌人边说边吃，其乐融融。徐丽婕今天算是饱了口福，且不说徐叔亲自打理的“四鲜狮子头”，就是凌永生做的那几样家常小炒，也是道道汁浓味美，鲜香四溢。她在国外生活了二十年，虽然也经常光顾一些中国餐馆，但那些店铺又怎么做得出这么地道的美味？再加上沈飞在一旁打趣插浑，欢笑之余，胃口更是大开。 在这样的气氛中，他们谁都没有注意到，一个客人走进大厅，在离他们不远处的一张方桌前坐下。 “一笑天”能成为淮扬第一名楼，服务当然也不会差。虽然还没到正式的用餐时间，还是有服务员热情地走上前：“先生，您要点什么？” “既然到了'一笑天'，当然得尝一尝徐老板的四鲜狮子头。”来客说话的声音很大，似乎有意要让别人听见，徐叔等人的目光立刻被他吸引了过来。 沈飞看着来客，那人冲他点头示意，俩人相视而笑。 这来客正是两天前在菜场上拔刀的年轻人，他曾对沈飞说过“我们很快会再见的”，他果然没有食言。 年轻人忽然闭起眼睛，仰鼻往空中深深地嗅了一口气，赞叹道：“鲜肉、活鸡、香菇、蟹粉，四味缭绕，余香不绝，几位可真是好口福啊。” 徐叔脸色微微一变，心里暗暗惊讶。这客人知道“一笑天”的四鲜狮子头不足为怪，可这狮子头的原料有着多种搭配变化，河蚌、虾茸、笋丁、火腿等皆可入料，并没有一种特定的组合，而眼前的这个年轻人闻了闻气味，就把四种原料说得如此准确，这样的辨味功夫，即使是在成名的大厨之中，也是难得一见的。 凌永生自然也知道其中的厉害，他皱起眉头，上下打量着这个不速之客，这个人来到“一笑天”酒楼，多半不是要吃一顿饭这么简单。 徐丽婕看着年轻人那副认真和陶醉的模样，却忍不住笑了起来，转头对徐叔说：“爸，这里还有两个狮子头，不如请这位先生吃一只吧。” 年轻人睁开眼睛，微笑着看着徐丽婕：“能得到徐小姐的邀请，真是荣幸。” 徐丽婕有些惊讶地歪了歪脑袋：“你认识我？” “徐老板的千金，今年24岁，B型血，双鱼座，毕业于美国加州大学，主修酒店管理专业，我说得没错吧？” 徐丽婕瞪大了眼睛：“我们以前认识吗？你也在美国呆过？” 年轻人摇摇头：“我今天是第一次见到你。” 沈飞忽然夸张地叹了口气：“唉，我好失望啊。” 年轻人转头看看他：“哦？因为我吗？” “那当然。”沈飞摆出一副苦恼的样子，“前天你说认识我的时候，我还很高兴，以为是自己名气大。现在看来，你多半是把'一笑天'所有人的情况都摸了一遍，唉，我真是自作多情了。” 徐叔听出了端倪，问沈飞：“你们俩以前见过面？” 沈飞点点头：“前天在菜场的时候，我见识过这位朋友的腕力，小凌子，我觉得他至少不会输给你。” 凌永生看看沈飞，又看看姜山，似乎有些惊讶。 “嗯。先生既然对'一笑天'这么熟悉，又来到了此地，那就是我们的客人，如果不嫌弃，请过来坐吧。”徐叔一边说，一边做了个邀请的手势，旁边伶俐的服务员立刻在桌前增添了椅子和餐具。 “既然徐老板这么说，那我就不客气了。”年轻人站起身，走过来坐在沈飞的身边，然后冲着对面的凌永生微微一笑：“这位就是'一笑天'新任的主厨吧？我早就期待着在明天的'名楼会'上一睹你的风采。” 凌永生不善应酬，“嘿嘿”地笑了两声，指了指餐桌：“这是我炒的几个家常菜，先生可以先尝尝看。” “嗨，人家都说了，是冲着咱们徐叔的狮子头来的。”沈飞笑着插话，盛起一只狮子头放入年轻人面前的餐碟中，“来吧，一个不够，这砂锅里还有。” “谢谢。”年轻人拿起筷子，夹下一片狮子头放入口中，细细品位了良久，赞叹着说：“鲜香饶舌，真是名不虚传啊。” “那当然。”沈飞得意地说，“这徐叔做的'四鲜狮子头'，可称得上'一笑天'酒楼里最好的东西了。” “不对，'一笑天'真正的好东西可不是这个。”年轻人摇了摇头，抬起手来，指着厅堂中悬挂着的那块牌匾说道，“'一笑天'的好东西，在那里呢。” 徐叔和凌永生对视了一眼，沈飞也停下了筷子，只有徐丽婕茫然而好奇地看着那块牌匾，不明就里。 片刻后，徐叔打破了沉默：“你知道这牌匾的来历？” 年轻人点点头：“乾隆爷手书的'烟花三月'，饮食界会有不知道的么？” “乾隆爷手书？”徐丽婕大感兴趣，目不转睛地看着年轻人：“这里面肯定有故事，你快给我讲讲。” “那我长话短说，以免班门弄斧。清嘉庆四年，乾隆爷突然没了食欲，任何山珍海味都觉得无法下咽。当时扬州一笑天的主厨'一刀鲜'星夜兼程赶往大内。乾隆爷在吃了'一刀鲜'主理的菜肴后，如沐春风，亲笔御赐菜名'烟花三月'。”年轻人施施然地说完，看着徐叔，“我如果哪里说得不对，请徐老板指正。” “说得完全正确……”徐叔沉吟片刻，“看来，你也是饮食圈的人？” 年轻人淡淡地一笑：“我姓姜，叫做姜山。我的祖先，曾经在大内担任总领御厨。” 他此话一出，就连一向嘻哈不羁的沈飞也露出了愕然的表情。 清代大内后厨共分九堂一百零八人，这一百零八人无一不是从各地征调而来的顶尖名厨，而大内总领御厨，无疑又是其中最为出色和全面的一个。 可以这么说，大内总领御厨即是当时众所公认的天下第一刀客！ 而眼前的这个年轻人，居然便是当年的大内总领御厨之后，即使是徐叔，也不免对其肃然起敬：“原来是名厨的后代，了不起，难怪见识不凡。” 姜山谦然一笑：“在扬州这个地方，外人怎么敢妄称名厨。” “好了好了，你们别客套来客套去的了。”徐丽婕可不管什么御厨不御厨的，迫不及待地追问着，“这'烟花三月'到底是一道什么样的菜啊？” 姜山无奈地把手一摊：“这恐怕只有'一刀鲜'的传人才会知道了。” “那这'一刀鲜'的传人现在又在哪儿呢？”徐丽婕看起来是要打破砂锅问到底了。 姜山不说话，用询问的目光看向徐叔。 徐叔沉默片刻，似乎陷入了对往事的回忆中，然后他开口说道：“'一刀鲜'的传人，我是见过的。不过那已经是三十多年前了，我当时是一笑天酒楼的一个小伙计，他则世代相袭，担任着酒楼的主厨。那副牌匾，两百年来也一直挂在酒店的大堂里。后来到了文革，那帮革命小将们叫嚣着要批斗'一刀鲜'，砸烂牌匾。突然有一天，'一刀鲜'不辞而别，从此销声匿迹。而他走之前，还想了个法子，保住了这个牌匾。” 徐丽婕眨了眨她的大眼睛：“是什么方法？” “他用毛主席的画像粘在牌匾上，把牌匾包了个严严实实。当时有谁敢动毛主席？明知道那牌匾就在里面，可小将们也只能瞪着眼在一旁生闷气。” “这方法真妙！”徐丽婕拍着手喝彩，“亏他想得出来。” 一向精灵古怪的沈飞也露出了叹服的笑容。 “那他自己呢？以后再也没有出现过吗？”姜山对“一刀鲜”的下落似乎更为关心。 “只是偶尔会有关于他的一些传说。”徐叔一边说，一边轻轻地摇着头，“但都无法证实。” 姜山“哦”了一声，显得有些失落。 徐丽婕却是一副如花的笑颜：“我觉得这样最好，这种人就应该在传说中，这样才更有神秘感，这个故事也更完美。” “姜先生是北京人吧？”很久没有说话的凌永生此时开口问了一句。 姜山点点头：“不错。” “那你这次是来扬州旅游了？”凌永生试探着问到。 “哦。”姜山淡然一笑，“我最近学了几手淮扬菜，迫切地想和淮扬的名厨映证讨教一番。恰好听说这几天要举行一次'名楼会'，这样的机会当然不容错过啊。” 姜山说得轻松，徐叔和凌永生互视了一眼，心里都暗暗有些担忧。这“映证讨教”是客气的说法，他千里迢迢的从北京来到扬州，多半是要比试比试。这种事情在厨界本来也属平常，兵来将挡，水来土掩便是了。只是在“名楼会”即将召开的关键时刻，突然冒出这样一个深浅难测的总领御厨之后，对“一笑天”而言，究竟是祸是福？ 一只狮子头吃完，姜山轻轻地呵了口气，满脸赞叹的神情。他拿起一张湿纸巾，擦了擦嘴，说道：“能够品尝到这样的美味，可以说不虚扬州此行了。徐小姐，我们今天都是沾了你的光吧？” 徐丽婕看着姜山，似笑非笑：“那你准备怎么谢我呢？” 姜山冲着众人抱了抱拳：“今天享了这样的口福，改天自然将回请各位，大家到时候都得赏光啊。” “好啊。”徐丽婕首先拍着手附和。 沈飞也露出憧憬的神情：“大内御厨的后代，手笔肯定不同反响啊，从今天开始，我可得时时惦记着。” “嗯。”徐叔沉稳地点点头，“姜先生有这样的心意，我们如果能一睹风采，不胜荣幸。” “那好，一言为定！”姜山笑呵呵地站起身来，“'名楼会'在即，徐老板父女又是久别重逢。我今天就不多打扰了，告辞。” 说完，他独自转身，悠然离去。 “一笑天”酒楼的后厨，素来是很多年轻人向往的地方。 能够进入“一笑天”酒楼的后厨，就意味着能有机会和淮扬顶尖的刀客同炉共事。对于那些年轻人来说，这无异于习武者进了少林寺一般，学艺的空间和成名的机会相较其它的地方要大了很多。 所以，真正能进入“一笑天”后厨的人都会被看作是业内的幸运儿，他们也非常珍惜这样的机会，每日里勤学苦练，恨不能长出四双眼睛，八对手臂来，好将每一位成名大厨的绝技统统收入囊中。 在这样的氛围下，“一笑天”的后厨实力自然也就不断得到充实，个别天分高的年轻人，甚至在不到三年的时间内便从“配菜工”升为了“头炉”大厨。 只有一个人例外，这个人便是沈飞。 十年前，沈飞是“一笑天”的菜头，凌永生刚刚来到“一笑天”，整天跟着沈飞，帮他拎菜篮。 十年后的今天，凌永生已是酒楼总厨，而沈飞，仍然是个菜头。 菜头就是负责买菜的人，所以沈飞的工作一般都是在上午就完成了。当后厨的刀客们开始忙碌的时候，沈飞便来到巷口，摆起小摊来，炸他的臭豆腐干。 沈飞看起来非常享受这样的生活，因为在别人眼里，他始终很快乐。 热锅里的油已经开始沸腾。 一双长长的筷子夹着臭豆腐干，一片一片地浸入了油锅中。伴着“嘶嘶啦啦”的轻微油爆声，豆腐干周围立刻泛起一片细小的油泡，原本灰白干瘪的豆腐干在这一过程中发泡胀起，色泽也变得金黄诱人。 沈飞有些得意地把已经炸好的豆腐干夹出油锅，同时扯开嗓子吆喝着：“油炸臭豆腐干，油炸臭豆腐干啰！” 沈飞的吆喝很大程度上属于一种自我欣赏，而并非出于某种商业的目的。因为他即使不吆喝，摊点前也早已排起了长长的队伍。这些人中有男有女，有老有少，有下了班的官员，也有衣着简朴的小贩，他们全都知道一个简单的事实：沈飞炸的臭豆腐干，是全扬州城味道最好的。 “沈飞炸的臭豆腐干”，就像徐叔做的清蒸狮子头一样，已经成为一个品牌。这个品牌虽然登不上大雅之堂，但每天却有更多的人喜欢它，并且能够享受到它。 沈飞因此而感到快乐。 一个背着书包的小朋友排到了队伍的最前面。 “叔叔，我要一块炸臭豆腐。”他闪着大眼睛，话语中充满稚气。 “要一块啊。”沈飞笑呵呵地弯下腰，“在这儿吃还是带走？” 小男孩想了想，认真地回答：“我要边走边吃。” “好叻。”沈飞拣起一块豆腐干，用剪刀在角上剪开一个小口，然后从口中浇进调味汁，用餐巾纸包住豆腐干的另一角，塞到男孩手中，“来，边走边吃。” 男孩一边把两毛钱的钢蹦递到沈飞手中，一边已经迫不及待地在豆腐干上咬了一口，香脆的豆腐干伴着鲜浓的汤汁进入了他的口中，那种对味蕾的美妙刺激让他露出了甜甜的笑容。 在离摊点不远的地方，徐丽婕正站在“一笑天”酒楼的门口，绕有兴趣地向这边张望着。沈飞的忙碌和食客们的热情让她觉得有些奇怪，因为在她闻起来，那油锅中飘出的分明是一股怪怪的臭味。 终于，徐丽婕还是按捺不住自己的好奇心，她捏着鼻子，来到了沈飞的摊点前。 “喂。”她招呼沈飞，因为鼻子不通气，声音多少显得有些怪异，“这东西好吃吗？怎么闻起来这么臭？” “呦，大小姐，你也来赏光啊。”沈飞笑呵呵地看着她，“这东西就是闻起来越臭，吃起来越香啊，怎么样，来点？” 摊点旁露天摆着几张小桌，小桌前坐着的食客们无不吃的酣畅淋漓。徐丽婕看看他们，犹豫了一下，然后点了点头。 徐丽婕也坐在了小桌前，没过多久，沈飞便把一碗炸臭豆腐端了上来。浸在汤汁中的豆腐块色泽金黄，外酥里嫩，经油炸后那股怪味已经弱了很多，反而散发着一种特殊的鲜香。 徐丽婕夹起一块臭豆腐放入口中，那种美妙的口感和奇特的酥香，比起上午的佳肴来，倒又是别有一番风味。 沈飞站在一旁，迫不及待地询问：“味道怎么样？” 徐丽婕伸出左手，竖起了大拇哥：“Good！” 沈飞“嘿嘿”一笑：“凡是吃过的，还没有不说好的。哎，你怎么一个人跑出来了，徐叔和小凌子呢？” “在后厨呢。”徐丽婕一边说一边继续吃着，“在为明天的'名楼会'做准备呢。” “嗯。”沈飞点点头，“小凌子又在练他那个'文思豆腐羹'了？”