2179 Let me do it!

The crab-stewed chicken was indeed as its name suggested. It was to the extent that it looked like a chicken but not a chicken, and like a crab but not a crab. The two dishes were perfectly combined without the slightest bit of awkwardness, and there was no suspicion that either of them would overshadow the host.

The ingredients wouldn't stand out too much, and the original ingredients wouldn't be obvious. Of course, it was easy to say, but it was still a little difficult to make it good.

"You'll learn as long as you live ..." Ding Yuanshan was interrupted by Song Ming before he could finish.

"You're still young, don't you know how to talk?"Song Ming said.

"Uh ... I was wrong." Ding Yuanshan said.

Song Ming nodded."One has to learn as one lives. Little Yuan has really grasped it perfectly. I still have room for improvement."

Ding Yuanshan looked at his father-in-law who was also his teacher. Was this the legendary 'I'll give you 50 cents, delete the comments, and let me post them'?

His cooking skills were worthy of Song Ming's respect. Although Yuan Zhou was young, the one who had the best skills was his teacher. This was an eternal principle.

Before he came here, Song Ming had already judged Yuan Zhou's progress in his heart. Now, he felt that Yuan Zhou's change was really not enough to keep up with him.

Just as Song Ming was sighing in his heart, the last dish was served. This was the dish that took the most time and effort, Babao nest duck.

Just by hearing the name, one could tell that it was something good. Not to mention other things, just by smelling it, one could tell that it was definitely something good.

The dish was served with a well-behaved bright red Duck. It had a slightly brown skin and a rich fragrance, which added color to the dish.

"I've made this dish before. Why does it feel different from the one I made?" Ding Yuanshan pondered and pondered carefully.

This dish was Song Ming's signature dish. Ding Yuanshan was very familiar with it. Because of his familiarity, he could directly judge the control of the fire based on the heat emitted and the degree of crispness of the skin. As far as he was concerned, this was the most perfect duck he had ever seen.

The eight Treasures nest was full of ducks. One could tell from the name that the duck couldn't be judged by its appearance. There was a real universe inside. Even if it was done by Song Ming, he could see a small hole in the duck's tail, and he would deliberately stuff chestnuts there to prevent it from running away.

As soon as he saw this dish, ding Yuanshan's first reaction was to look for a place with a different color to check the chestnut. However, he did not find it. The whole duck was placed on the plate perfectly without any flaws. It was no wonder that he was so amazed.

Even ding Yuanshan, who was a good cook, was at a loss as to how the rice, mushrooms, and ham were stuffed into the dish.

"Let's see what's inside. " Song Ming stared at the duck with a serious face.

He used the knife prepared at the side and directly cut open the duck skin. Although the surface looked crisp, once the knife touched his hand, he knew that it was not only crisp but also tough. After passing through the skin, the inside was tender. With a slight force of the knife, the duck meat and duck skin were instantly separated, revealing the contents inside.

Song Ming's cutting skills were also good. At least the angle of the knife cut was just right. It cut the surface and didn't hurt the content inside. If it was a deeper cut, it would cut the content inside, and if it was a shallow cut, it wouldn't be able to cut.

After the duck was cut open, the fragrance was even stronger. Although it was called Eight Treasures, at a glance, there were no less than ten kinds of ingredients inside, each of which looked thoroughly cooked. There were golden chestnuts, orange-red shrimps, white and soft glutinous rice, and many other ingredients. The content was rich.

When the sliced duck meat was flipped open, it was obvious that the heat control was just right, just enough to be cooked. Both the inside and outside were just right."It seems that it's time to hand the waste stove to head chef Yuan. With head chef Yuan's skills, it's not appropriate for me to keep it." Song Ming's heart was filled with mixed feelings.

Ding Yuanshan did not have any other thoughts. He seemed to be used to a series of shocks.

Just looking at it was already very shocking, not to mention eating it. Whether it was the soft and tough Duck meat, the fresh and tender shiitake mushrooms, the soft and sticky rice, or the tender lotus seeds, all of them had a very good taste.

"Head chef Yuan's hand is different from our human hands, right? six fingers?" Ding Yuanshan made up his mind. This was not something that humans could do.

"Gudong"

After drinking the last mouthful of water in the cup, Song Ming sighed with satisfaction. This meal was really comfortable.

"Let's go. We'll wait outside. We'll talk to head chef Yuan after the opening hours are over." Song Ming said.

Song Ming didn't know when it started, but he had started to call Yuan Zhou head chef Yuan, little Yuan, and so on. When he thought about those perfect and exquisite dishes, he really couldn't call him that.

"Okay, master." Ding Yuanshan responded and followed him out of the door.

Song Ming and the others were the first batch to enter the restaurant, but because the two of them came with a purpose, they tasted the food more carefully. When they came out, the third batch of customers had already entered.

Therefore, they did not have to wait long. After about an hour, dinner time was over.

It was already summer in Rong city, so even at this time, the sky was still white and not completely covered by darkness.

The lanterns at the entrance of every shop on Taoxi road had already been put to work. The slightly red light rendered the last trace of white in the sky, making it look very graceful.

After Yuan Zhou sent off the last customer, he saw Song Ming sitting on the chair with a serious face and an unknown man in his forties.

Walking forward a few steps, Yuan Zhou greeted him politely,""President song, what brings you to Rong city? long time no see."

"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for a long time. Head chef Yuan's culinary skills have improved tremendously. However, you should still pay more attention to the balance between work and rest." Song Ming was very happy to see Yuan Zhou.

"Thank you. But President song, you can just call me little Yuan." Yuan Zhou still respected the old and loved the young.

"This is how cooking works. Head chef Yuan, you don't have to be so humble." Song Ming was very concerned about this.

Seeing that the old man was very stubborn, Yuan Zhou didn't continue. Anyway, with the four Royal chefs serving as his backup and the other chefs showing up from time to time, he could get used to it.

"President song, you must have something to do. Please come in." Yuan Zhou beckoned the two of them to come in and talk.

After leading President song to take a seat and pouring two glasses of water on the table, Yuan Zhou asked about the purpose of their trip.

Song Ming sat down and drank a mouthful of water to moisten his throat before he intended to speak. As for introducing ding Yuanshan, he felt that his current cooking skills were not qualified to specially introduce him to Yuan Zhou. They were not on the same level, so why should he join in the fun?

Ding Yuanshan obviously knew what he was doing. He stood behind Song Ming silently and became invisible.

"I'm here today to hand over the waste stove to head chef Yuan. I'm old now. In the future, it will be the world of you young people. I hope that head chef yuan can bring Cantonese cuisine to a higher position." Song Ming said directly.

When Yuan Zhou heard that, his first reaction was that the mission was about to be completed, or that it was delivered to his door automatically?

"Don't we need to compete?" Yuan Zhou asked.

Previously, the silver spoon of Lu cuisine had all participated in the competition. Even the horizontal board of the king of sabers had only been obtained after he had dissected a cow. The only one that had been voted through was the achievement Award of Sichuan cuisine's master chef. Now, the waste stove was directly given to him. Yuan Zhou felt a little unreal.

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