The Spirit of Gourmet

Chapter 6 Whatever You Catch

The old man opened his mouth angrily and was about to teach this unsportsmanlike brat a lesson when he caught a glimpse of Qin Lang's float moving out of the corner of his eye.

Taking a deep breath, the old man calmed down temporarily.

Qin Lang's expression became more serious. He began to play the fish very skillfully, and then pulled it quickly.

A bass as long as my forearm flapped its wings violently.

"A three-pound sea bass." Qin Lang weighed the sea bass and a smile appeared on his face.

When Qin Lang caught the fish, the old man said in a deep voice, "Young man, I see you didn't even bring a fish guard. Now that you have caught something, go back quickly."

"It's okay." Qin Lang threw the sea bass into Zhou Qing's fish basket with a smile, "I'll just borrow your fish basket for a while."

Old man: "???"

His original intention was to politely ask this guy to leave, so how did it turn out like this?

You use the bait I made to fish, and you still want to borrow my fish guard to release the fish?
This is simply too much!

The old man's breathing became heavier and he was about to curse, but he heard Qin Lang say slowly.

"Anyway, after you finish fishing, I'm going to your house too."

Ok?
The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Qin Lang seriously.

Only then did he notice that Qin Lang was wearing a chef's uniform.

No one in their right mind would go fishing in a chef's uniform.

There was a hint of realization in his eyes, and the old man slowly said, "Are you here to take the Food Recommender Assessment?"

"Yes, Mr. Zhou Qing." Qin Lang laughed. "I heard that your assessments are almost all related to fish, so I will prepare the ingredients."

"This is the first time I've seen ingredients prepared this way." Zhou Qing shook his head slightly. "If that's the case, don't blame me for giving you a hard time."

Hearing this, Qin Lang's eyes lit up.

Agreeing to set the questions means that Zhou Qing accepted his application for the assessment.

"Mr. Zhou Qing, please speak." He spoke without hesitation.

Seeing Qin Lang's reaction, Zhou Qing's eyes flashed slightly. After pondering for a moment, he pointed at Qin Lang's fishing rod.

"Use the next fish you catch as the main ingredient for the test."

“No other seafood can be used, and the ingredients are arbitrary.”

Ok?
Qin Lang's expression slightly condensed.

This exam question is indeed a difficult one.

The difficulty lies in the uncertainty of fishing.

The Xiayun River has a rich variety of aquatic resources. You may catch sea bass, carp, Guizhou fish, or other types of river fish.

If a chef who has prepared fish dishes in advance faces this problem, he may be helpless because he has caught an unfamiliar fish.

In addition, the size of the fish will also affect cooking. If it is too small, there will be no meat, and if it is too large, the meat will be tough.

This also makes cooking difficult.

But it only took a moment for Qin Lang to calm down.

He has solutions to all the above problems.

With countless recipes in his head, he is confident that he can handle any river fish. Even if the fish he catches is too big or too small, he can use different cooking methods to solve the corresponding problem.

"No problem." Qin Lang said decisively.

"Let's start." Zhou Qing became interested and simply put down the fishing rod in his hand, staring intently at Qin Lang putting on the bait and casting the rod.

The so-called "baiting" refers to placing a large amount of bait in the area where you plan to fish before fishing, so as to attract a large number of fish to gather, thereby increasing the success rate of fishing.

Zhou Qing has loved fishing since he was young. Decades of fishing experience have given him a unique formula for making fishing bait.

He can mix bait with different recipes to attract different fish, thereby greatly increasing the probability of catching certain types of fish.

Qin Lang didn't know, but Zhou Qing himself knew very well that his target for this bait was black carp.

At this time of year, the black fish in the Xiayun River are the fattest. Zhou Qing hasn't eaten black fish for a long time, so he plans to catch some today to enjoy.

He happened to meet Qin Lang, so he planned to use this as a test question for him.

As for the probability of Qin Lang catching other fish, Zhou Qing thought it was very low.

After all, it had already tilted twice before. Soon, the float began to move.

"The fish has taken the bait again!" Qin Lang's eyes widened with surprise. "Mr. Zhou Qing, your baiting skills are amazing."

Zhou Qing standing aside had a blank expression on his face, but he couldn't help stroking his goatee with his hand, feeling somewhat smug in his heart.

His nesting technique is decades old...

"Wow--"

"hiss--"

Looking at the fish struggling in mid-air, Zhou Qing subconsciously exerted force with his hand that was stroking his beard and pulled out a few whiskers. He gasped in pain and his old face twitched suddenly, looking a little hideous.

Qin Lang weighed it casually and his eyes lit up instantly.

"A pound of mandarin fish!"

This is the stage when the meat of mandarin fish has just matured and is the most tender.

What a great luck!

He suddenly turned around and looked at Zhou Qing, and then his smile froze.

"Mr. Zhou Qing...what's wrong with you?"

"No...nothing." Zhou Qing forced his expression to calm down, but his heart was still roaring.

How could it be a mandarin fish?

How could the black fish nest be crooked three times?!
He silently picked up a handful of bait, put it close to his nose and sniffed it, then put it down expressionlessly.

It's bad! Someone switched my bait!

He suddenly thought of the smug look on his son's face when he asked him what kind of fish he was going to catch that morning.

If I remember correctly, this little bastard loves to eat mandarin fish the most.

Zhou Qing's breathing became heavier and his fists became stiffer.

"Senior Zhou Qing, as requested, I will use this mandarin fish as the main ingredient." Qin Lang put the mandarin fish into the fish basket with a smile.

"We still have a lot of time, shall we continue?"

He must take advantage of this great nest today!

"No." Zhou Qing shook his head expressionlessly. "I suddenly lost interest in fishing. Let's go back and take the test."

What other fish are you fishing for?

He couldn't wait to go back and beat the kids!
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“The common ingredients are all available in the kitchen.”

Leading Qin Lang into the kitchen, Zhou Qing slowly said, "If you need any special ingredients, you can also ask for them."

"The main ingredient is the mandarin fish."

"There's no limit on the rest."

After explaining the rules, Zhou Qing glanced at Qin Lang and slowly said, "Mandarin fish has few bones and tastes sweet and tender. It won't be bad no matter how you cook it."

"This is not a good choice for you."

Food recommenders do not simply judge the deliciousness of the dish, but also the level of cooking skills. The quality of the ingredients themselves will be excluded.

The better the ingredients, the harder it is to demonstrate cooking skills.

After saying this, Zhou Qing turned and walked out of the kitchen. As soon as he left the house, he saw his son Zhou Yun peeking in.

"Dad, I just heard what you said. The little chef is going to make mandarin fish, right?" Zhou Yun rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes full of anticipation.

Zhou Qing silently lifted one foot and took off the slippers.

"Snapped--"

"A man in his forties is so dishonest!"

"Snapped--"

"I'll let you be my bait!"

"Snapped--"

"I'll let you eavesdrop!"

(End of this chapter)