[CMBT] 04 - The Cruel Rule of Yosen Shuka (v2).ass (DOWNLOAD SUBTITLES)
My name is Liu Mao Xing. More commonly known as Mao.
I was sent to Canton Province to pursue culinary training.
In order to train in Yosen Shuka, the most prestigious restaurant in the province,
I underwent a test to make a Bok Choy Stir-fry dish.
I had to make adjustments for the muddy waters of Canton's yellow soil.
Mao, I'm assigning you as a fourth-level cook, in charge of vegetables.
You will be training under me for a while, so beware!
And so, my training in Yosen Shuka had begun!
The Cruel Rule of Yosen Shuka!
You there! The fire is too low!
Sorry sir!
Don't just stand there!
Hey! Aren't the vegetables ready yet?
Yes! Coming right up!
What do you think you're doing?
What do you mean? You're the one who tripped me, Sanche.
Oh dear. The vegetables are dirty again.
Now you'll have to start over again.
Come on, pick them up!
What are you looking at me for?
Do you have a problem with me?!
Come on, let's pick them up.
Mei Li.
Hurry, before Father finds out.
Don't let something like that get to you, Mao.
It won't. It's just part of my training to become a Super Chef!
Sanche! The vegetables are ready!
That certainly took a lot of time.
I'm sorry. What do you want me to do next?
Peel all the potatoes and cut them into strips.
But Sanche... you have to do the knife work.
What's that?
Mao! I'm allowing you to use a knife for your own good!
And you have the nerve to... Have the nerve to...
Sanche.
That's enough!
Sanche! Isn't your father supposed to be a famous chef?
Your behavior is doing a great injustice to your father's name!
Shut up! Don't talk about my father!
Damn it, I'm out of here!
What's wrong with him?
He's the successor to a big restaurant in Shanghai, but he's so hopeless.
A successor?
He's a sloth and is mean to boot. Too bad they assigned you to him.
Well, don't mind him. Just do what you can.
Roger!
I'm bushed! I can't lift a hand or a foot anymore.
Practicing with a wok at a time like this. Who can it be?
Sanche!
The wok is shining!
And the rice has turned pitch-black.
For it to be like that, must have taken long hours of practice time.
And it's Sanche. The guy who we thought of as a sloth.
Eh? Sanche?!
Yes! I saw him train by himself in the middle of the night.
Anyway, the wok shone like a mirror and the rice was pure black.
He must have been flipping that wok night after night.
Hmm, it's hard to believe that about Sanche the sloth.
Sanche probably loves cooking with a passion.
Who else would train the way he does, at a place nobody sees?
Hey there! Stop babbling! Don't keep the customers waiting!
Coming!
Here you go. Thank you for waiting. Our special for today is Green Pepper Steak.
Oh yes, the waiting is over! The Green Pepper Steak is my favorite.
This place lets us eat good simple meals during the day.
It's a really good place.
Let's eat!
Boy, it was really busy.
And I have to wash all these before the evening.
Stop complaining. It's part of your training too.
I know.
What? There's something wrong, Mei Li!
Don't you think there are lots of Green Pepper Steak leftovers? And it's all the vegetables.
Now that you mention it.
Let's see...
This doesn't taste good.
This doesn't follow the basics of Green Pepper Steak!
The basics?
Green Pepper Steak is a stir-fry of green peppers, meat, and bamboo shoots.
Which, by itself, is like any basic stir-fried dish.
Right. And the most important thing is having crisp vegetables.
The first factor is crispness. In other words, good texture.
And then there's tenderness. The proper softness of the beef.
The combination of these two opposing factors makes or breaks this dish!
And yet, look at this bamboo shoot. It doesn't have any of the crispness needed from a vegetable.
No way!
You're right. It's too soft.
There's no problem with the ingredients, and the spices are fine...
Which means...
I knew it!
Hey! The vegetables are all of different sizes!
This is terrible. Heat won't be applied evenly through each piece.
If the biggest piece was cooked as needed, then of course all the other vegetables would be soft!
Who could have cut them like this?
Well excuse me.
I cut them myself.
Sanche.
What don't you like...? What part don't you like...?
... ABOUT MY COOKING?!!
Do you know what this means, Sanche?
Master Chouyu!
Father!
I... I know, Master Chouyu.
What's this about, Father?
The law of Yosen Shuka... the staffing limit!
Staffing limit?
If one person joins the team, then one person must leave.
That's been a strict rule of this restaurant for a long time.
What?
Since Mao has joined the team, another fourth-level cook must go.
Today's dish was the last chance Master Chouyu gave to Sanche.
There is no other choice.
Sanche has brought this result upon himself with his lack of passion for cooking!
This can't be right. Sanche, who trains so hard, lacks passion for cooking?
Well, good riddance I say! That's one less sloth to deal with.
That's not true!
Sanche, are you fine with this? Didn't you work hard to succeed your father's place?!
Am I wrong, Sanche?!
SHUT UP!
I'm leaving here! I quit!!!
I'm not going to be a cook anymore!
Sanche...
What should I do, Mei Li?
It's not your fault Mao.
That's right. It's natural for a sloth to leave.
The path of cooking isn't easy.
Sometimes you're strange, Mao. That's one less rival to deal with.
Take a break until the evening.
Yes sir!
Mao! Clean out Sanche's room after you finish the dishes. It's yours starting tonight.
Did you hear me?
Yes, Sir.
My goodness, what a big mess!
We'd better get started. Geez, that Sanche...
What's this?
What's wrong?
Take a look at this knife. Usually, a knife's edge is about this long.
But the length of this knife is reduced to half of that.
That's a sign that it's been used a lot!
Well, yeah...
So Sanche being a sloth is a lie. He actually has a great passion for cooking!
I have to stop him.
M-Mao! Where are you going?
Sanche!
Wait a minute, Sanche...
What do you want?
Everyone says you're a sloth, but I don't think it's true!
Don't these belong to you?
You worked hard enough that the wok is clean and the knife length is halved.
So why did you do such a terrible job of cutting the vegetables?
Why don't you show everyone your real skill?
I know that your passion for cooking is no less than anyone else's!
I've already quit cooking.
Sanche! Why? Tell me why?
Mind your own business! You'll never understand any of it!
No, you shouldn't go!
Let go of me, let me go!
No, I won't let you!
Oh dear, it's almost time to open the restaurant.
You idiot. Thanks to you, I'm all wet.
And I missed my ship.
What a mess...
Sorry...
Hey Sanche, why did you cut the vegetables like that?
Just as you grew up in the kitchen of Szechuan's Kikkaro...
... I grew up in the kitchen of Shanghai's Ryuchin Shuka.
I adored my Dad. Since I was little, it was my dream...
... to become a chef like my father.
Dad was strict with both cooking and in raising a child.
He trained me hard, hoping to make me the successor of his restaurant.
Well Sanche, does it taste good?
Yes Daddy. It tastes great!
I see... then tell me what was used to make that soup.
Let's see... beef short ribs and vegetable scraps...
Sweet miso, dried shiitake, kelp, peppercorn...
... and...
One more.
Can't you figure out something as simple as this?
Ah! It's walnut, walnut powder!
Very good. Well done.
Two hundred fifty-six...
Two hundred fifty-seven...
Two hundred fifty-eight...
Two hundred fifty--nine...!
Your hands are getting slower, Sanche!
It's too cold. My hands are freezing.
You fool! A chef must cook no matter what condition he's in!
Those who can't do that have no business succeeding me in Ryuchin Shuka.
My father's strict training continued.
What's the meaning of this, Sanche?
There's a difference in thickness! Have you already forgotten?
The white radish of Ryuchin Shuka is called the haze.
It is intact, without any rupture.
So thin that the moonlight shows through in a shrouded haze.
Its thinness melts in your mouth when eaten.
Every single white radish slice at Ryuchin Shuka must be cut this way!
Listen to me, Sanche! This time, you'll practice cutting radishes!
Cut radishes until all the slices show you a haze-shrouded moon!
You're not allowed to sleep until you can do that.
Father.
Sanche.
Mom, sometimes I wonder if Father hates me. Maybe that's why he treats me like this...
No Sanche! Your father has great hopes of your skills as a chef!
He wants you to become a chef unrivaled in all of China.
And to spread the name of Ryuchin Shuka throughout the land!
So that's why he trains you very hard.
But... however...
Sanche!!!
I accidentally cut my own hand with a knife.
But Father...
You fool! That's what happens when you let your mind wander during cooking!
What happened to your cutting of the hazy radish slices?
I asked you a question!
Even you would go against me...!?
STOP IT!!!
I couldn't stand him, and left home to wander the land.
But when I stood in front of Yosen Shuka...
... it awakened a passion deep inside me.
Yes, I will train again, in here.
And I'll become a better chef than my father ever was!
Or so I thought. But...
Whenever I see this wound, my fear of that day comes back.
A heavy knife cutting sharply into flesh and bone.
Crimson blood spilling out an instant later. And the pain...
Even a mere memory frightens me. So I can't hold a knife well.
What future is there for a cook who can't hold a knife?
There's no way I can be a better chef than my father.
I was so irritated by my pathetic self.
Before I knew it, I was practicing wok-flipping at midnight like a possessed man.
I didn't know. You went through such a hard time...
Sanche, I misunderstood you. I apologize.
Mao, I was mean to you because I was jealous.
I envied you because you trained without any doubt. I'm sorry.
Please forgive me!
Yosen Shuka is a good restaurant.
Mao, be a good cook, in my place.
Sanche! Let's make Green Pepper Steak together!
We'll make something so much better than anything Mr. Chouyu's ever tasted!
What are you talking about? I can't even hold a knife.
That's why we'll make it together.
I'll cut, and you'll fry.
Show them the passion that made you practice wok-flipping.
That's right! If it tastes good, I'm sure Father will see the light.
I've already been given my leave.
Just once more! Let's make Green Pepper Steak one more time!
Everyone thinks you're a half-witted lazy bum.
A sloth without a passion for cooking. Doesn't that bother you?
Well, yeah.
Sanche, don't abandon your dream!
My Dad and Mom were both chefs, so I think I know how you feel.
Sanche, don't abandon your dream of becoming a chef!
Let's do it. Say "Yes!"
It might be worth a try.
Let's do it Sanche!
We can do it, Sanche.
Count me in.
"In the Bluest Sky, I Can Meet With You"
I felt a signal pass through me today
As I went out to meet up with you
In this crowded cityscape, an enlightening wind
Is blowing hard into my face
Up in the clouds, above the Earth, where the Angels' ladders reach with grace
I stretched out my arms, and climbed right on. Now I can go...
Everywhere, gently riding a white wispy cloud
In the bluest sky, I can meet with you
No matter what the time, where the place The path to take, I want to see it through
I will never give up until the end
I want to gather up all pieces of the dreams that shine with seven rainbow colors
Ahh… perhaps the answers that I want
Are there all along in front of me