1832 Wu Hai has returned
The purpose of Wang Mingjie's visit this time was very simple. He wanted to make a dish each with President Cheng and try it out for each other.
Of course, a master of Sichuan cuisine and a master of Jiangsu cuisine would definitely not cook the same dish. Moreover, Wang Mingjie was not good at Sichuan cuisine, and master Cheng only knew about Jiangsu cuisine.
Not everyone could master many cuisines like Yuan Zhou, and they were all top-notch cuisines.
However, Wang Mingjie and master Cheng could cook something similar. They had discussed it yesterday and planned to cook fried rice.
Speaking of fried rice, everyone knew how to make it. The threshold was very low, but whether it was good or bad depended on the individual's craftsmanship. Some people made fried rice that was greasy, some made it dry, some would even fry it in all kinds of ways, and some made it well. It could be said that many people had a bowl of fried rice in their hearts.
Whether it was his mother's cooking, or his grandmother's cooking, or the leftovers he had mixed into a pot after school.
Moreover, Yuan Zhou also became rich by the egg fried rice.
While the two were talking, Wang Mingjie was preparing to cook the Yangzhou fried rice while master Cheng was planning to cook the egg fried rice that Yuan Zhou had cooked. As Yuan Zhou's apprentice, he had to follow his example.
Egg fried rice and Yangzhou fried rice were very similar. Many people even thought they were the same.
"I don't know why head chef Wang Mingjie suddenly wants to communicate." Chairman Cheng couldn't figure it out. Actually, if he wasn't so busy with improving his culinary skills and the Sichuan cuisine Association, he would have known about Yuan Zhou's in-name disciple in advance with his status.
It was quite easy to make fried rice, not to mention that President Cheng had already prepared all the ingredients, so the two of them were done very quickly.
Both of them were at the master level, so there was almost no difference in appearance, but the most important thing was definitely the taste.
"Then I'll start the taste test, President Cheng." Wang Mingjie picked up a spoon and put a spoonful of President Cheng's fried rice into his mouth. He had the answer in his heart.
Wang Mingjie had never eaten Yuan Zhou's fried rice before, but Chairman Cheng's cooking could almost reach 80% of Yuan Zhou's previous standard. Therefore, he could roughly imagine Yuan Zhou's level.
Even though he had made up his mind, Wang Mingjie still finished master Cheng's fried rice. This was the habit of head chef Yuan when he was taught about cutting skills by Yuan Zhou last time. No matter who made the dish, as long as it was served to him, he would finish it all.
"Thank you, President Cheng. I understand now, so I'll take my leave." After Wang Mingjie finished his fried rice, he immediately left.
"Alright, goodbye." President Cheng was confused. Who was this person? What did he understand?
"It doesn't feel right?" Guild leader Cheng muttered.
"You flew all the way here from Jiangsu just to compete with me on whose fried rice is better?" Guild leader Cheng felt that anyone who wasn't out of their minds wouldn't be like this.
It was rare for Cheng Han to wake up early and see his father mumbling something.
"Dad, what are you doing?" she asked.
"What do you think he meant?" President Cheng tugged at his daughter and told her everything that had happened.
Young people were quick-witted, and they might be able to come up with some useful information. This was the only use of raising a daughter.
"I don't think he's here to challenge our restaurant. He's a master chef of Jiangsu cuisine. What kind of restaurant did he come to challenge? he's not a Grandmaster. He can cook any dish, and his skills are far beyond our reach." Cheng Cheng spoke without thinking. He didn't even know what he was saying.
"A challenge? Master. "
A flash of light came to President Cheng's mind. He thought of the shameless dashi xiujie and suddenly thought of a possibility.
He picked up the phone and planned to call Zhou Shijie to ask if his master was holding any activities recently. As his direct disciple, he had to tie a knot for his master.
On the other side, Wang Mingjie, who was leaving, was indeed heading in the direction of the chef's Association. He was going to register.
Wang Mingjie had originally admired head chef Yuan's culinary skills when grandfather Wang told him that Yuan Zhou wanted to take in an apprentice.
He even believed that head chef Yuan's cooking skills were better than his father's at such a young age. However, he was still a little doubtful about becoming an in-name disciple.
Wang Mingjie was also a smart person. He immediately went to find Yuan Zhou's apprentice, Cheng zhaomei.
It was just a simple fried rice, but he, a master of Jiangsu cuisine, was defeated. The simpler the rice, the more challenging the cooking skills were. This was a well-known fact in the cooking world.
Wang Mingjie knew that he was still a step away from master Cheng in terms of cooking skills, not to mention Sichuan and su-flavored.
"Wang Mingjie, Wang Mingjie, master Cheng is now the chairman of Sichuan cuisine and is known as the king of Sichuan cuisine. You can't compare with him in terms of reputation or cooking skills. What are you confused about?" Wang Mingjie rushed to the headquarters of the chef's Association.
Chairman Zhou Shijie first informed his friends in the cooking world of the news that Yuan Zhou was going to take a disciple. Therefore, what happened to Kosen and Wang Mingjie was happening everywhere in the Huaxia continent.
The news hadn't been officially announced yet, but those who were well-informed had already taken action. Everyone was packing up and preparing to rush to Rong city.
A new day had just begun. Opello and the others still came to have breakfast today. They also said goodbye to Yuan Zhou conveniently.
"I'll be going back to France this time. " Chu Xiao stood in front of Yuan Zhou and straightened his back.
"I know, have a safe journey." Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
"I might pass by Chengdu during the new year and come to master chef Restaurant to have a look." Chu Xiao was as cold and aloof as always.
"Alright," he said. Yuan Zhou said.
"Head chef Yuan, I've found a way forward for this exchange. I'm really grateful." Opello had already expressed his gratitude countless times.
"You're too kind, head chef opello. " Yuan Zhou said.
"I still have to thank head chef Yuan for sharing. However, I would like to ask when head chef Yuan will add his Singapore cuisine to the menu?" Opello was curious.
Having tasted Yuan Zhou's new dishes, opello knew how delicious they were. However, he didn't find them on the menu and thus didn't try them. Opello was a little concerned about that, so he asked Yuan Zhou before he left.
"I think it's not perfect yet. I still need more practice." Yuan Zhou answered earnestly.
Anyone could tell that he was speaking the truth and not being humble at all.
"Not perfect enough?"
"Do you still want to practice?"
"Practice?"
Opello muttered these three sentences and walked away in a daze, even forgetting to say goodbye.
The ten-person Round Table Conference ended successfully. As the new year was approaching, the chefs did not stay to continue tasting the food and returned to their own countries.
Only Yuan Zhou himself knew how much he had gained. However, it was also a good thing that the customers had finally gotten back their seats. In the evening, everyone knew that they were still too naive.
The first place might be late, but the others would never have a chance.
The familiar posture and the strange posture of the four limbs leaning against the door was none other than the divine beast Taowu hai who had disappeared for a while.
"Hahahaha, I'm so happy and so excited. I'm big Wu Hai. I'm back. Boss Yuan, do you miss me? your restaurant must miss me too."
"Hohoho, I'm going to have a good meal today."
Since Wu Hai had appeared, naturally, Zhou Xi, who had become his follower recently, also appeared. Zheng Jiawei was also there.
