"Old Wang?" Wang Yong felt very strange. Why did this old man mention Lao Wang, or who is Lao Wang?

"Oh!" I remembered it immediately, so I looked at the old man, "What you said should be the former store owner, right? I'm sorry, maybe you misunderstood. He took me in a down-and-out, but he didn't teach me any cooking skills. He just entrusted the store to me before he died."

"Oh, so you are not Lao Wang's son and nephew?" The elder did not expect that he had made a big mistake. He originally thought he was the son and nephew of his old friend, at least he was a closed disciple, but he didn't expect that he was not.

"Haha..." But what did the old man have never seen before? He quickly calmed down and said slowly in a kind tone, "Then let's get to know each other again! I, Yang Ci, is from Hongnong Yang family, is a special chef. I used to be the chef in the palace and was the elder of the chef guild after retirement."

Generally, chefs over 45 years old can apply for retirement. After all, after entering their old age at the age of 45, their bodies are no longer so flexible and many dishes can no longer be made. However, rich knowledge is their greatest treasure, so the chef guild will come forward to recruit retired special chefs into elders to cultivate and discover the next generation of chefs and ensure the inheritance and development of chefs.

When Yang Ci came to this place, his original purpose was to discover and cultivate one or two disciples according to the requirements of the chef guild, and to pass on his cooking skills. As for his son, he was a civil servant, and it seemed that he did not intend to inherit his cooking skills.

"It turns out that he is the elder of the guild, he is disrespectful, disrespectful!" Knowing the identity of the old man, Wang Yong couldn't help but feel respectful. If you want to say that the president or vice president of the guild, you can only say that he is the management, so the elder is the inheritor of cooking skills. In terms of the sect, he is the elder of the passing-through merit, and no 'disciple' dares to neglect.

"I originally thought you were Lao Wang's disciple, but I didn't expect that you were not... So, who is your master of cooking?" Yang Ci nodded and asked immediately.

"Yong's cooking skills are not what he learned, but the result of his own exploration." Wang Yong replied according to facts. Strictly speaking, it was a recipe searched based on the computer and then a little bit. These recipes and skills were all accumulated by his predecessors, but he couldn't explain them at all.

"Oh, it's very rare to be able to learn by yourself." Yang Ci's eyes lit up when he heard this, and then immediately asked, "Since there is no teacher, would you like to be my teacher?"

"Ah?" Wang Yong did not expect that Yang Ci, the elder of the Chef Guild, wanted to accept him as his disciple.

"Why, don't you?" Yang Ci saw Wang Yong being stunned, frowned slightly, and couldn't figure it out. Others rushed to agree. Why is this person like this? Could it be that he doesn't even look down on a special chef?

"Not that!" Wang Yong shook his head quickly, "I was just a little flattered and hadn't reacted yet."

He paused and continued, "You are willing to accept disciples. This is the honor of the boy! However, the boy has already planned to become a state chef and is scheduled to become the chef of the state. I am afraid that I can't learn from the elders..."

"Hahaha, too, you are young and have a stronger desire for the opposite sex than cooking skills. This is not surprising." Yang Ci was obviously thinking wrongly and said in a joking tone.

"How much, it means this aspect..." Wang Yong was a little embarrassed. It would be best if he could be in the flowers.

"You don't need to worry, there have been many similar situations before." Yang Ci smiled, "In fact, the two do not conflict!"

He paused and continued, "I will stay here for three years, and even if you go elsewhere, I will follow you. In the past three years, I will teach you my cooking skills completely. As for how much you can learn, it depends on your talent.

During this period, you will be the chef and follow you and continue to run the store, but I hope you can spend more time learning basic skills and cooking skills."

"Why are you so kind to me? You know, I am not the son and nephew of the former shop owner... nor..." Wang Yong couldn't understand why Yang Ci, who came from a big family, was so enthusiastic about him.

"Haha..." Yang Ci laughed suddenly, "You don't know how much impact the cooking technology, called hot stir-frying, has shown before, has a great impact on the chef industry? Not to mention anything else, just talking about the appearance of pastries, it will shock the chef industry! Your talents are impossible to ignore. Just yesterday, the president even hoped that I could accept you as my disciple, saying that if I don't agree, I will change a group of elders to let you choose. Do you think you are just 'lucky'?"

"I am so respected?" Wang Yong was really 'flattered' at this moment. Others begged the elder to accept disciples, but he could actually choose the elder to become a disciple. The chef guild has been established for so long, and it is probably only one or two such special cases.

"But our elders also have dignity. Accepting disciples is a matter of fate. If we feel that we have no chance with you, we will not accept disciples at will. For example, when we suspect that you are Lao Wang's disciple, I didn't plan to join in the fun. Even if he has left, I can't steal his disciples. This is a matter of inheritance. But since you don't have a teacher, the key is your cooking skills..." Yang Ci pointed to the fish soup on the table, "Although I can only say it's just a matter of make do, but the creativity satisfies me. I hope you can join my disciple. I don't know what you think?"

"This... the conditions are so generous, it seems that it's unreasonable for the boy to refuse!" Wang Yong was not stupid, and the backer who came to the door naturally had to accept it with a smile, "Boy Wang Yong, pay homage to Master!"

"Well, I will choose another auspicious day to take over the formal apprenticeship, but I will give this card to you first!" I nodded with satisfaction, and then took out a silver card in my sleeve.

This is the silver card of the Chef Guild. There are gold and black cards on it, and there are copper and iron cards down. With this card, you can enjoy a 30% discount when purchasing ingredients in the Chef Guild. The key is that there are many benefits and privileges in the future.

For example, ask the chef guild to help find some kind of ingredients, or use recipes of less than a certain value for free. For example, those with a copper card or above can use them for free without the consent of the holder. After all, monopoly recipes or something is fatal to the development of a guild, and it only protects the interests of the holder to the maximum extent.

"Become an elder's disciple and automatically obtain the silver card qualification. Otherwise, you have to hold it, at least become a senior chef, so that you can participate in the test and obtain this card." Yang Ci handed the silver card to Wang Yong.

"Disciple, thank you for your teacher!" Wang Yong took the card without saying a word and solemnly bowed to Yang Ci. Although there was no way to buy ingredients at the market price like Wanshi House, if the drought is eliminated and the prices are restored, the 20% discount is still very considerable. The key is that there is no such situation as purchase restrictions.

"Very good, very good... Well, after drinking the fish soup, my stomach became hungry." Yang Ci nodded, "Can you use your hot-frying skills to cook a meal for your teacher?"

Of course, this is not Yang Ci's greed, but a kind of school entrance exam. The key is that he also hopes to see more hot-fried dishes.

"This is easy to deal with, I will do it now!" Wang Yong immediately responded, said goodbye and returned to the kitchen.
Chapter completed!