1803 Steamed meat with Lily

"Please have some tea," After Yuan Zhou finished brewing the tea, he poured a cup for each of them. There was nothing to be picky about the hospitality etiquette.

"Good tea!" Zeng Youwei was a tea lover. When he smelled the strong fragrance of tea, he couldn't help but praise it. He could tell that good tea was good from the smell. This was not a lie.

Zeng Youwei stared at the teacup and felt that his eyes were shining. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. A slightly bitter taste spread from the tip of his tongue, and gradually, there was a hint of sweetness. The taste was wonderful. He closed his eyes slightly and enjoyed the taste of the tea. For a moment, he even forgot about the important business at the side.

It wasn't an exaggeration to say that the number of tea types in the master chef Restaurant had always been the question that the chefs and diners, who loved tea, wanted to know. Yu jiao, one of the five tigers of Jiangsu cuisine, who claimed to be a tea professor, had asked this question countless times.

This made things a little difficult for Yuan Zhou. To put it bluntly, he had never counted the total number of tea leaves. After all, many dishes used tea leaves, such as the cold mixed tea leaves that had almost killed Yuan Zhou ... Yuan Zhou had even been thinking of finding a day to count the total number of tea leaves provided by the system.

"Originally, this question could have been asked during the next famous chef Communication Conference. However, we really can't wait any longer. Therefore, I hope that head chef yuan can forgive us." Li Youcai knew Zeng Youwei well, so he could only speak to him when he saw him immersed in the tea.

"Head chef Li, you don't have to be like this. You are my elders." Yuan Zhou could tell the honorifics in the words and thus said.

In fact, this scene would be very strange in any place. Two little old men in their fifties asking a young man who was not even thirty years old for advice. However, it was very normal in Taoxi road. Li Youcai and Zeng Youwei were very humble.

"But head chef Yuan, you are a Grandmaster chef." Li Youcai himself was a master of Dian cuisine. Therefore, he called Yuan Zhou a Grandmaster.

Speaking of which, there were many older painters who came to consult Wu Hai on Taoxi road, but Wu Hai ... Well, that was a different story. It was totally different and there was no reference.

"Do you still remember what old man Wang Huai said before? if not for his old age, he would really want to become sworn brothers with head chef Yuan." Zeng Youwei came back to his senses.

Yuan Zhou was stunned. Wang Huai was still living in Chengdu and Yuan Zhou had never heard of this. Where did he hear this news from?

"Actually, I'm ashamed to say this, but it's just a small problem. I'm just being serious because I've been competing with old man Li for half my life. I just hope that I can get an answer now." Zeng Youwei added.

Yuan Zhou said,"cooking skills have always been serious. Only in this way can there be greater progress. Moreover, there are no small problems in cooking."

Yuan Zhou had always been a person who would haggle over every single detail when it came to cooking. Otherwise, when the system had already determined that he had completed the mission with the previous real perfume, he still had to continue thinking and finally found a better way. Of course, the naughty child had helped him a lot. Yuan Zhou had always felt that the brain of the naughty child was very different from that of ordinary people.

"There are no small problems in terms of cooking. Head chef Yuan, you are right." Li Youcai was at least 50 years old. Naturally, he could tell that Yuan Zhou wasn't just saying it for show.

"What is the problem that the two of you are arguing about?" Yuan Zhou asked.

Although Zeng Youwei and Li Youcai didn't come to this communication meeting, Yuan Zhou still knew the dishes that they were good at. When he received the reward from the system and started to study Yunnan cuisine, he had observed and concluded all the famous Yunnan cuisines.

"Actually, it's nothing much. It's just steamed pork with Lily. The two of us cooked this dish differently, but the taste is almost the same. We've done market research and consulted other people, but it's basically a 50 - 50 chance of winning. Right now, no one can convince the other. I just feel that I'm the one who makes the most authentic dish." Zeng Youwei was a little embarrassed. This matter was really small, and it sounded like the two of them were really bored.

"I always feel that my method is the most authentic," Li Youcai said."Oldman Zeng's method is simply a waste."

"I remember that head chef Zeng is good at steaming chicken, while head chef li is good at cooking with all kinds of wild mushrooms. For example, the mushroom in yansong sauce is very outstanding." Yuan Zhou said.

"That's right, that's right. Head chef Yuan is amazing. This is indeed what these old men are good at."

When Li Youcai and Zeng Youwei heard Yuan Zhou mention their signature dish without any hesitation, they were so happy that their eyes narrowed. From the moment they blurted out their highlight to their signature dish, they could definitely boast about it when they returned home. Head chef Yuan had always been paying attention to them!

"I also have my own opinion on this home-cooked dish, steamed pork with Lily. How about this, we will all make a plate according to our own methods and then taste it. What do you think, head chef li and head chef Zeng?" Yuan Zhou didn't say that the two methods were similar. The other party came all the way here and definitely didn't come here to listen to his chicken soup.

"If you don't want to trouble head chef Yuan, that's fine. But we didn't prepare any ingredients." The two old men looked at each other and Zeng Youwei said.

"It's nothing. I have a lot of ingredients in my restaurant, so there's no problem," Yuan Zhou said.

"Then, thank you, head chef Yuan." The two old men said in unison.

When it came to cooking skills, Yuan Zhou had always believed in the principle of never making a scene if he could cook. He agreed with Chairman Zhang Yan's words before he stepped down that dishes were meant to be eaten, not to be heard.

"Do the two of you need help to prepare the knives?" Yuan Zhou asked.

Many famous masters would have their own knives that they were used to using, and a knife could be said to be the life of a chef.

"No need, no need, we all brought it." Li Youcai lifted an exquisite cloth bag in his hand.

The bag wasn't big, about the size of a small school bag. It was black with a plain surface, and the material couldn't be seen. It was bulging, and it looked like it contained a lot of things. It was considered a weapon. Things like boarding a plane or taking a high-speed rail needed to be reported in advance. In short, it was very troublesome.

Zeng Youwei had also brought a similar bag. No wonder they were friends since they were young. Even the bag was of the brother's style.

"Then I'll go prepare the ingredients first. When the time comes, the two head chefs will cook first, and I'll be the last." While saying that, Yuan Zhou went to the restaurant to prepare the ingredients.

In fact, steamed pork with Lily was a very simple home-cooked dish in Yunnan cuisine. Basically, it was similar to the kimchi in Sichuan, especially when fresh lilies were produced. It was also a dish that people liked to make.

The ingredients were also very simple. Fresh lilies, pork, and some ingredients from Yunnan Province were specially added, such as caoko powder, onion, garlic, and so on.

Very soon, Yuan Zhou prepared three sets of the same ingredients and came to the small courtyard.

Ever since the kitchen range had been set up for master Cheng's graduation examination, it had been much more convenient for him to exchange cooking skills with other chefs.

[Ps: do you have any friends from Yunnan?] Hehe.