In the Ming Dynasty 1498, my restaurant connects two worlds.

Yamamoto is still struggling?

"Alright, everyone, quiet down!" Old Wu spoke again. "Since you're still not giving up, then I'll make you admit defeat wholeheartedly!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me ask you a question first: Does any of you know about the traditional Chinese intangible cultural heritage of mounting techniques?"

"Professor Wu! I am a student majoring in ancient artifact restoration at Northwest University. I have learned some mounting techniques, but my knowledge is limited."

"Just learn it, you don't need to know everything. Do you know the Wu family's Xuanhe mounting method?"

"I know that! It's in the textbook!"

"Mr. Yamamoto, are you familiar with the Wu family's Xuanhe mounting method?"

"This is a mounting technique that has been lost in China, so of course I know it."

"Good, this forgery of yours uses the mounting method of the Wu family during the Xuanhe period."

"What?!"

"What?!"

"The inheritors of Wu's Xuanhe mounting technique generally only mount normal paintings or genuine works. However, due to the limitations of the era, and because Wu's Xuanhe mounting technique was so famous, powerful figures would often approach Wu's inheritors and ask them to mount fakes."

"Choose to frame a fake, or choose death?"

Faced with the dilemma of either obeying or dying, in order to survive, the principled descendants of the Wu family devised a method to distinguish genuine works from fakes…

Mr. Wu spoke in a deep, resonant voice, captivating the entire hall into complete silence.

Given this choice, most people would probably choose to give birth, right?

"If you turn to the side and look closely at the section of the 'Surprising Swallow' ribbon below the 'Heavenly Silk' on the fake one, you will see two slight protrusions."

"The words 'counterfeit' are hidden underneath. You can pick it up and check."

"!!!"

"Buzz~~~"

"Even if the word 'counterfeit' is present, it doesn't necessarily mean it's a counterfeit!!"

"Ew... sore loser!"

"I've witnessed the shamelessness of this humble life..."

"Truly, there are no bottom lines..."

……

The crisis ended with Yamamoto being exposed in public and losing face. Yamamoto fled in disgrace with the "fake" "Ode to the Golden Powder of the Six Dynasties".

Indeed, the album leaf "Walking with a Staff in a Cold Forest" makes no mention of it.

Looking at the original copy of "Ode to the Golden Powder of the Six Dynasties" before him, Mr. Wu was filled with many thoughts, and there were many doubts about it.

When August 1st arrives, we'll invite him to Beijing to host a family banquet. Perhaps we can ask Xiao Yi about the story behind it in person.

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With the dust settled, Song Xiaoyi returned to the Song Mansion of the Ming Dynasty.

Another lavish banquet was held at the Song Mansion of the Ming Dynasty. Song Xiaoyi took out six new dishes from his auxiliary space to reward Zhu Zhishan and Tang Bohu.

As for the wine? Tang Bohu had already thoroughly explored the two wine cellars in the backyard.

The banquet was one thing, but the promise made to Zhu Zhishan had to be kept.

Let me take you on a tour of the fairyland of Zhuzhi Mountain!

Before going to bed, I called Lao Song to check the system.

[Song Family Heritage System]

[Goal: To become the Great Chef of the Ming Dynasty 980]

[Current Level: Song Family Restaurant]

[Song Family Recipe: 15/100 (Intermediate)]

[Host's Original Dish: 18/100 (Intermediate)]

[Song's Dish Selection Rating: 22/100 (Intermediate)]

[Two-way ingredient interaction: 44/100/41 (Intermediate)]

[Two-way food interaction: 62771/10000/5328 (Intermediate)]

[Art Appraisal: 123/1000 (Advanced)]

[Restaurant Auxiliary Space: 38 cubic meters]

[Skills: Basic Ingredient Cooking, Basic Ingredient Identification, Basic Pastry Cooking, Basic Martial Arts, Intermediate Medical Skills]

[Reminder: Ancient people have limited access to the kitchen to 5 people: Zhang Miaolan and Song Yunqiu have already been assigned, 3 people remain]

[Reminder: Additional two-way channel: Not set]

Everything is still far from being upgraded, and the five people with the authority have been reduced to three. I originally thought of taking Wen Zhengming and Qiu Ying to the modern world for a visit, but after thinking about it, I decided to use the opportunity sparingly.

After all, Song Hao needs to learn to cook, so he can't do without going into the kitchen. It's inconvenient and arouses suspicion in the long run to always let Sister Qiu and Miaolan do the heavy things and frozen buns.

After observing him for a day and a night, Song Hao is indeed an honest and hardworking boy with a talent for cooking. In modern parlance, he was born to be a chef.

Therefore, Song Xiaoyi decided, "Old Song, in ancient times, we should add two more people, Zhu Yunming and Song Hao, to the kitchen access permissions."

[Ding! Ancient characters' access to the kitchen has been increased. Zhu Yunming and Song Hao have completed this.]

[Reminder: Ancient people have access to the kitchen for 5 people: Zhang Miaolan, Song Yunqiu, Zhu Yunming, and Song Hao have already been assigned access, 1 person remains]

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The next day, the sun shone brightly, and the rooster crowed loudly.

"Perhaps I should study Song's poached chicken."

"Master, what is Song's White Cut Chicken...?"

"What? I told you not to call me Master, it sounds awkward. We're the same generation, you should just call me Brother Xiao Yi."

"But, Grandpa Chief said..."

"Grandpa Chief said that he said, 'A general in the field may disobey orders.' So I will listen to you."

"Okay, Brother Yi."

"That's more like it."

Finally, Song Hao corrected how he addressed him.

"Rat, you'll still be in charge of making pancakes at the door for breakfast today. Remember to check the coal stove regularly today, so it doesn't end like yesterday."

"Okay, Brother Yi."

"Lunch will not be prepared for now. I need to take Brother Zhishan out for a while. If we can make it back in time, I will teach you how to cook. If we can't make it back in time, you can ask Sister Qiu to prepare the ingredients for you and continue making pancakes."

"Yes, making pancakes is good. Grandpa the clan chief said this skill can make money."

"It can make money, but that's a livelihood skill for ordinary members of the Song clan, not yours. Remember, we're asking you to do this so you can practice."

They say making pancakes is good, but one day you'll be making them cry. And learning to flip the wok while stir-frying—the day you cry from that is yet to come!

Finding an excuse, Song Xiaoyi took Zhu Zhishan to Moling. He led Zhu Zhishan to a restaurant and asked, "Brother Zhishan, are you ready?"

"..."

"The gates to immortality have opened; follow me."

Song Xiaoyi gestured for him to enter, leading the curious yet composed Zhu Zhishan through the kitchen and up the stairs to the second floor.

Zhu Zhishan took a deep breath and slowly pushed open the tightly closed door on the second floor. Outside, it was a modern city summer morning, with dazzling sunlight and a wave of heat hitting him. There were no auspicious clouds or fairy mist as he had imagined.

Zhu Zhishan squinted, raising his hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight, his face filled with astonishment and confusion: "The Immortal Realm? It's...it's so hot?"

Song Xiaoyi turned around, found his phone in the entryway, put the car keys in his pocket, pulled Zhu Zhishan out onto the street, and locked the door behind him.

First, I took Zhu Zhishan along the usual route, across the bridge, to the modern Song Mansion. Wow, there were already people taking photos and checking in at the entrance of the Song Mansion so early! I quickly pulled Zhu Zhishan back to the small restaurant, only to bump into Niu Mazhu, who was up early and rushing to work at the museum!

"Brother Yi! It's been so long since I've seen you! Why are you up so early today!"

"Um, a college classmate came to visit, so I took him to see the Confucius Temple."

Zhu'er's gaze swept over Zhu Zhishan, who was wearing a long robe, had his hair tied up in a bun, and looked bewildered. She was clearly taken aback for a moment, but still politely greeted him, "Good morning, Uncle! Brother Xiao Yi, I'm in a hurry, I have to go now, bye-bye!"