1025 The upcoming expedition of the food critic

Judging from Zhou Xi's respectful attitude, Wu Hai's painting was quite precious.

It was not an exaggeration to say that a price of at least seven figures was something that many people would be willing to get even if they committed murder and arson.

In this case, was it really okay not to consider anti - Theft?

"What theft? There's something valuable in the crow beast's home?" Man man suddenly interrupted.

"Isn't there still ..." A customer reacted," "You're right. Shameless Wu's family's most valuable thing is his 100 Jin of meat."

He couldn't understand it. Since Wu Hai's paintings were of high value, why was there nothing valuable?

The regular customer came out to explain. With Zheng Jiawei around, Wu Hai's painting would never fall into the hands of others. There was no exception to that.

Speaking of which, Yuan Zhou, who was eavesdropping openly, also discovered something.

In the restaurant, Wu Hai had the most nicknames. He counted,"Shameless Wu, black Taotie, black beast, Black Pirate, black make up the numbers, etc.

Among them, the story of Wu beast and Wu dapao was a different story, so there was no need to go into detail. However, from another point of view, Wu Hai was quite popular.

Besides eating, he would not have any disputes with anyone, even though he had a bad temper.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was completely different with or without Wu Hai. After all, what else could a person who even robbed broth of his food not do?

During the spare time when Yuan Zhou was cooking, he was thinking about one thing, which was what clothes he should wear for the cover shoot.

That's right. Yuan Zhou agreed to the cover interview of "outstanding culinary skills" magazine.

Of course, the reason why he agreed was not because 'culinary talent' was very famous. In fact, compared to' the dog that discovered food ', it was only second - rate.

It wasn't really a system mission. After all, Yuan Zhou's little comrade was different from other systems. He had different circumstances and didn't participate in any other aspects except for the food.

It should be known that Yuan Zhou had refused the interview invitation of many top food magazines in the country. Yuan Zhou found it troublesome and time - wasting.

Therefore, when Yuan Zhou agreed, the chief editor of "culinary arts heroes" was dumbfounded. Even though he was the one who sent the invitation, he had never thought that Yuan Zhou would agree.

When Yuan Zhou was still an assistant chef, the head chef of that restaurant was interviewed on the cover of the magazine.

Then, the head chef generously distributed a magazine to each person in the kitchen. Even Yuan Zhou, the odd - Job worker, got one.

Yuan Zhou was quite envious in the heart. He thought secretly whether he would have a chance to be on the stage. Now, his chance was here.

The significance was different, so this magazine could not be judged by its popularity.

Just when Yuan Zhou was thinking, a male voice broke the silence.

"Boss Yuan, I brought you something."

A customer who was not tall and looked to be in his 30s carried a bag of food to Yuan Zhou.

"This is the special kind of coriander." The customer said.

That's right, the bag was filled with coriander, and the customer was called Lei ti, a professional food critic.

Although Lei di wasn't as famous as Lee Yanyi, it was still quite good. Moreover, the reason he came to Yuan Zhou's restaurant was that he followed Lee Yanyi's footsteps.

Speaking of which, Yuan Zhou's restaurant was quite popular in the circle of food critics. Just like what a certain food critic had said, if you ate something that was spicy to your tongue and eyes, you should come to Yuan Zhou's restaurant to wash it.

"Thank you. How much is it? I'll give you the change." Yuan Zhou received the bag with both hands.

The coriander in the bag was the same as those in the ordinary vegetable market. The reason why Yuan Zhou asked Lei ti to bring it to him was that Lei ti told a friend in his restaurant that he had eaten a strange dish in a small restaurant in the mountainous area of Yunnan Province.

The local name was fish stew. The cooking was extremely simple. The whitebait was stewed in water, then sprinkled with scallions and coriander, and then served directly.

It was just an ordinary local dish. It was not a big deal, but as a food critic, Lei ti had good taste buds and tasted the sour taste.

He took a sip of the soup. The silver fish was fresh and slightly sour. It was not a joke to say that this was the best local dish that Lei di had ever eaten.

Therefore, Lei asked if he had added some vinegar or lemon juice, but the fellow villager insisted that he didn 't. Of course, Lei di believed in his taste buds and asked if it was any other seasoning at home.

The fellow townsman said that there was nothing, and Lei even specially watched him redo the question, and he really did not add anything. He was stunned. After studying it for a long time, he realized that the slight sour taste actually came from the coriander in the soup.

The slightly sour coriander. Lei ti still found it hard to believe when he mentioned it. Yuan Zhou also found it very interesting, so he asked Lei ti to bring some of it to him when he had the chance.

Hence, the current situation was created.

"It's fine, it's fine. My fellow townsman picked it for me from the vegetable field. He didn't take my money at all. " Lei di waved his hand.

"Thank you," Yuan Zhou nodded his head.

"If I can get two thanks from boss Yuan, I won't lose anything this time." Lei ti said with a smile. However, he suddenly put on a sullen face. The speed at which he changed his expression startled Yuan Zhou.

"I've made a plan. I'll go to Shanghai next week to visit a newly opened shop. " Lei ti said.

Yuan Zhou thought for a while and still didn't understand why Lei di was sulking. Finally, he spat out four words,""Have a safe journey."

"...What safe journey? I'll be gone for a week." "That's why I won't be able to eat boss Yuan's food for a week," Lei ti said."I'm so sad."

"You usually come to my shop once a week, so why are you so sad?" Yuan Zhou was even more puzzled.

Therefore, the conversation between Yuan Zhou and Lei ti was over. Lei ti didn't want to say anything more. After saying his goodbyes, he left silently.

After the business hours ended, Yuan Zhou took out the coriander from the bag with great interest. After washing it with water, he directly put it into his mouth and ate it raw.

"Hmm ... It does have a sour taste." Yuan Zhou had never seen a sour coriander before.

The reason why he was so interested was that it was a new ingredient, and it was something that was only grown in a small area in the countryside.

On the other hand, Yuan Zhou was sure that the system didn't have such slightly sour cilantro.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. Yuan Zhou had already figured out the routine of the system. The system had everything about delicacies that could be collected from the internet, circulated in books, and even passed down by mouth, including dishes that had already been lost and ingredients that were extinct.

This was actually very terrifying, but if it wasn't spread at all, it would be impossible for there to be no professors.

For example, if you created a dish and didn't give it to others, who would know?

The reason why local cuisine was called local cuisine was not because of the soil. There was no derogatory meaning to the word "soil". It was because people adapted to the local conditions and used the most primitive ingredients to cook the food.

Every restaurant was different. The stewed fish that Lei ti ate might have similar dishes outside, but they were definitely different.

It was necessary to let the system check and fill in the gaps. The most important thing was that he could extort some benefits.

Looking at the special coriander, Yuan Zhou was about to court death ...