At that time, the water town in the south of the Yangtze River was foggy, and there were many stories and legends.
What we want to talk about today is a chef named Li Dasco, whose skills are not covered, and the dishes he makes can make the gods move their hearts.
Li Dascoo has a bold personality, in addition to being busy in the kitchen, what he likes most is to make friends with heroes from all walks of life, drink and chat together, and talk about the world.
On that day, Li Dasco received an invitation from a distant relative to go to an old house on the outskirts of the city for a banquet.
This house, I heard that it was left by the previous dynasty, carved beams and painted buildings, flying eaves and corners, and there are too many stories in it to count.
In the evening, Li Dasco stepped on the bluestone slab, humming a little song, and was in a beautiful mood.
When he arrived at the door of the house, he saw an old beggar in ragged clothes squatting in the corner, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was napping or begging.
Li Dascoo relented, took out a few copper plates, and gently placed them next to the old beggar.
Just as he was about to leave, the old beggar suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts.
"The strong man stays, the old man has something to say.
His voice was hoarse, but clear.
Li Dasco was stunned for a moment, stopped, and asked curiously: "Old man, do you have any advice?"
The old beggar smiled slightly, with a bit of mystery in his smile: "At the banquet tonight, remember to eat and don't drink, otherwise, there may be trouble."
With that, the old beggar slowly closed his eyes again, as if nothing had happened.
Although Li Dasco was puzzled in his heart, he didn't think much about it, just regarded it as a kind reminder from the old man, thanked him, and walked into the house.
The house was brightly lit, full of guests, and laughter.
As a guest of honor from afar, Li Dasco was arranged to sit in the upper seat.
The dishes on the table are full of flavor and aroma, which makes people salivate.
But Li Dascoo remembered the old beggar's words in his heart, and only ate vegetables and did not drink.
After three rounds of drinking, everyone began to get a little drunk, only Li Dasco was still very sober.
Suddenly, a strange wind blew, the candles flickered, and the hall was silent.
A maid ran over in a panic, her face pale: "Oh no, the master suddenly fainted!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, and the atmosphere was tense and weird.
Everyone hurried to see the master, only to see him lying on the bed, his face pale, his breathing weak, as if he had been entangled in something unclean.
The doctor at home was also helpless, so he could only shake his head and sigh.
Li Dasco pondered in his heart, remembered the old beggar's warning, and couldn't help but shiver.
In the dead of night, Li Dasco sneaked out of the room and decided to find out.
He walked along the cloister, through the garden, to the long-abandoned back garden.
In the moonlight, in the midst of desolation, there seemed to be a whisper, like crying and laughing, which made people shudder.
Oh mom, this guy Li Dascoo is really a fat guts, as soon as he heard that, he followed.
Guess what, he saw a tattered pavilion, sitting several men and women in ancient clothes, all with faces as white as paper, and their eyes as empty as if they had lost their souls, around a table of leftovers, chewing and chewing vigorously, and it was terrible to look at.
Li Dasco's heart tightened, and he couldn't help shouting: "This.
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What's going on?
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At this time, a costumed elder sister who looked like the leader slowly raised her head, her eyes looked through the night, staring directly at Li Dasco: "Why haven't you been affected by the evil spell in that wine?"
"It turns out that this ancient house used to be the territory of a large family, but later because of an unjust case, the whole family was beheaded, and these people turned into ghosts with resentment and refused to disperse.
At this time of the year, they use the opportunity of the banquet to use special drinks as bait to lure the guests into a fantasy world, hoping to find a substitute for the dead ghosts, so as to solve their thousand-year-old grievances.
The old beggar was actually a loyal servant in the family back then, and after he died, he became a yin spirit, and he still had a little kind thoughts in his heart, and he didn't want to see innocent people suffer, so every year before the banquet, he would use the method of dreaming to remind the destined people.
When Li Dascoo heard this, he had mixed feelings in his heart.
He knew that only by solving this thousand-year-old unjust case could these unjust souls rest in peace.
So, he used his own ingenuity and connections to run around, and finally found the key evidence of the unjust case that year, and reported it to the government, so that the truth would come to light.
As soon as the unjust case was solved, the unjust souls in the ancient mansion were also freed, turning into a wisp of green smoke and drifting away with the wind.
Because of this, Li Dasco has also won everyone's respect and love.
Now, as soon as his name is mentioned, people will tell the bizarre and twisted story, as well as the old beggar who dreamed at the door, and the warning saying "eat food, don't drink".
This is what we want to talk about today, the adventure of the chef Li Dascoop to the banquet.
Things in this world are really full of stories.
Speaking of which, Li Dasco's name has spread in the Jiangnan Water Town, and even beyond.
But he didn't think it was a big deal, he still looked like he was happy, and continued to do his old job.
However, he had a greater reverence for life and the pursuit of justice in his heart.
"Oh mom, isn't this the old fairy!
Li Dasco was so startled that he almost threw away the shovel in his hand.
The old beggar grinned, revealing his untidy yellow teeth: "What kind of gods are not immortals, we are just wandering ghosts, thanks to you, we can be reincarnated with peace of mind."
"It turned out that since Li Dasco solved the unjust case of the ancient house, those unjust souls have been exceeded, and the old beggar, as the one with the greatest merit, was allowed to reincarnate in advance.
Before leaving, he also came to thank Li Dascoo and told him a secret: "Li Dascoo, you are destined to be inseparable from food in this life, but remember, food is not only to fill your stomach, but also to connect people's hearts and spread warmth."
You have to use your craft to help those in need.
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When Li Dasco heard this, his eyes were wet, and he bowed deeply: "Old immortal, I have taken your words to heart."
From now on, I will cook with a big spoon, not only to make people eat deliciously, but also to make people eat warm and comfortable.
Since then, Li Dasco has run his own small restaurant with good craftsmanship and a warm heart, often delivering free meals to the poor who can't eat, and teaching them some simple cooking skills, so that they can also live with their own hands.
Time flies, and Li Dasco's restaurant has slowly become a scenery in the town.
Every night, the small courtyard is brightly lit and full of people, and the warmth and harmony seem to be able to drive away all the coldness and loneliness in the world.
And Li Da Spoon has also changed from an ordinary cook to what people call the "kitchen god".
But he knows in his heart that behind this title, it is not only his miraculous cooking skills, but more importantly, his always kind and enthusiastic heart.
It's another year of cold winter, and the snow is fluttering.
Li Dasco stood at the door of the restaurant, looking at the white expanse in the distance, and his heart was full of emotion.
He knows that no matter how many unknowns and challenges there are in the future, as long as there is love and faith in his heart, nothing can stand in his way.
At this moment, a thinly dressed child, whose face was red from the cold, but whose eyes were shining with longing, staggered over.
Li Dasco hurriedly stepped forward, took the child into his arms, and gently patted the child's back with his warm big hand: "Child, don't be afraid, come in and eat something hot, warm and warm."
The child nodded, snuggling in Li Dascoo's arms, as if he had found a sheltered harbor.
At that moment, Li Dasco seemed to see his own appearance when he was young, and also saw those guys who were like him, looking for warmth in the cold wind.
His heart is clear, this story of food and love has just begun...... Since then, Li Dasco's restaurant has become the warmest place in our town, whether it is spring, autumn, winter and summer, wind, frost, rain and snow, there is always a light for those who need it, and there is always a bowl of steaming food waiting for the wanderer to go home.
Li Dascoo also used his own actions to tell everyone what it means to "eat food and don't drink", he understands that in this world, the most precious thing is the temperature of people's hearts.
As the years go by, the story spreads farther and farther, and Li Dasco's restaurant has become an indispensable treasure in our town, which not only contains the memories of countless people's taste buds, but also witnesses countless moments of warmth and hope.
Li Dascoo himself, with the passage of time, has changed from black hair to white hair, but his eyes are still so bright and his smile is still so warm.
One winter, it was colder than usual, and the snow closed the doors, and the whole town was covered in a thick layer of snow, as if the whole world was silent.
On such a day, Li Dasco's restaurant was very lively, because he announced that he would hold an unprecedented "winter warm sun banquet", inviting all the people he had helped, as well as those lonely wanderers, to spend this cold winter day together.
As soon as the news came out, the people in the town responded positively, some brought their own local products, and some brought nothing, but they all came with a grateful heart.
Li Dasco cooks himself, and each dish reveals his deep affection for the land and the people here.
He made a "charcoal in the snow", using the unique red-skinned potatoes in our black soil to stew his home-raised local pork, which was steaming, warming his body and heart; There is also a "reunion dumpling", with thin skin and large filling, and every bite is the taste of home, which makes people can't help but tears.
At the banquet, everyone sat around a table, eating hot meals, chatting about homely things, and the air was full of happiness and satisfaction.
Li Dasco was busy in the crowd, asking everyone from time to time how they were eating and if they wanted to add clothes and vegetables.
The satisfied smile on his face was the happiness and satisfaction that overflowed from the bottom of his heart.
As soon as the banquet dispersed, the people in the town went back to their homes, but the warmth and emotion did not dissipate for a long time.
Li Dasco stood at the door of the restaurant, looking at the gradually blurred figure in the distance, and his heart was mixed.
He knows that although he is just an ordinary cook, through his own efforts and persistence, he has brought a trace of warmth and light to the world.
Time flies, and years have passed.
Li Dasco's restaurant has been passed down to the next generation, but his spirit and story are like the never-extinguishing fire, warming everyone's heart.
Whenever night falls, the people in the town will unconsciously think of the "warm sun banquet" in that winter, and think of the Li Dascoo who used bowls of hot meals to convey love and hope.
And Li Dasco himself, although he has quietly left this world, his smile and warmth will always remain in people's memories.