Chapter 84 Choosing a Career
"Want to give this a try?" Han Qiwu said with a smile as he looked at Tang Jing. He stood up, cut a small piece from the second half of ’Starry Night,’ and handed it to Tang Jing.
"Describe the taste of this thing to me first," Tang Jing said, eyeing the piece of pie on the plate, feeling it was a bit odd.
"Just eat it, and you’ll find out." Han Qiwu cut himself a small piece as well, placed it in a bowl, and following the earlier method, he deliberately set it upright, biting into it like a stuffed pita.
The outer layer was crisp pastry, enclosing mashed potatoes with a hint of milky flavor and soft sardine mince. As you ate, the taste of the fish and the aroma of the potatoes layered upon one another, giving the eater a sensation akin to the vastness of the universe.
’Starry Night,’ truly exquisite!
Beside him, Tang Jing’s eyes lit up as he ate. "This thing tastes pretty good. It’s my first time eating fish like this. Honestly, kid, where did you learn to cook like this? New Oriental Culinary School?"
"Cough, cough, haven’t you ever heard of the story of being self-taught?" Han Qiwu replied with a perfectly straight face.
Tang Jing chuckled, stood up, and cut another piece of ’Starry Night’ to place in his bowl. "Alright, alright, I’ll just assume you knew how to cook the moment you were born."
Seeing Tang Jing enjoying himself, Han Qiwu seized the moment to ask directly, "Brother Jing, I’ve almost mastered Fisherman Secret Technique One from last time, but I still can’t turn it into instinct."
"That’s normal. You’ve only been practicing for how long? And you’re saying you’ve almost mastered it? Show me." Tang Jing laughed. He remembered that it took him two years to master Secret Technique One back in the day, and even now he hadn’t managed to turn it into instinct.