2502 Perfect logic

Xia MA was speechless.

After knowing Polson for so many years, this was the first time he knew that he could abandon bi Lian like this. Most importantly, his words were clear and logical, and they sounded very reasonable.

Hans had been thinking about how to make his uncle agree to stay in Chengdu for a while longer. He wanted to ask but was afraid of delaying his uncle's business. He didn't expect that he could get what he wanted without asking. There was nothing better than this.

"Let's go to the souvenir shop you mentioned first, and then we'll have dinner here." Arborea concluded.

"Follow me." Shama was also reluctant to leave, so she went with the flow and strolled along Taoxi road with Polson and Hans.

With the end of lunchtime, the restaurant's originally noisy scene slowly quieted down. However, it was only quiet for a few minutes before a group of people came into the restaurant noisily.

First, Cheng zhaomei came with a group of junior brothers and sisters. Today was the double sun Festival. As disciples, they naturally had to come to see their master. Even if this master was young, the group of people who admired Yuan Zhou from the bottom of their hearts would naturally not miss such a day.

Originally, the double yang Festival was only called the double yang Festival because "six" was a Yin number and "nine" was a yang number in the Book of Changes. The ninth day of the ninth lunar month, the sun and the moon combined with the Yang. The two nines overlapped, so it was called the double yang Festival, also known as the double nine. The ancient people thought that it was an auspicious day worth celebrating.

With the help of Tao Yuanming and a series of other cultural celebrities, the content of the double sun Festival gradually became richer. People invited friends and relatives, climbed up to look into the distance, planted Cornelian everywhere, and so on. People in the plain area couldn't climb up to look into the distance themselves, so eating cakes instead of climbing up ... Well, this logic also worked.

In fact, baked sweet potatoes should be popular in modern times, as long as it was related to the college entrance examination.

In recent times, the traditional double sun Festival was combined with respect and love for the elderly. It was a clever combination of modern and traditional festivals, so Cheng zhaomei and the others came with sincerity.

"Master, this is the nine-layered double sun Cake that I made. Can you try it and see how it tastes?"

As the direct disciple, Cheng zhaomei's position as the eldest senior brother was unshakeable. Naturally, she was the first person to serve Yuan Zhou.

He was making the traditional double sun Cake. The layers were clear and the surface was covered with a thick layer of crushed nuts. The glossy nuts formed a contrast with the pink-looking cake below. A strong sweet fragrance spread out, and the unique taste of the cake permeated the small shop.

"Not bad. The heat control is just right. The proportion of each layer is too even. I can change it a little and the taste will change." Yuan Zhou looked at it and said.

Although he hadn't completed the mission of the Sea King and received the reward, Yuan Zhou was very familiar with the double sun Cake. It was definitely more than enough to guide Cheng zhaomei.

"Okay, master."

Knowing Yuan Zhou's habit, he took out his notebook and jotted down what Yuan Zhou said next after passing the pastries to him.

With Cheng zhaomei taking the lead, the rest of the disciples presented the cakes they made one by one. The custom of eating cakes during the double yang Festival did not change, but everyone made a variety of cakes. Some made double yang cakes like Cheng zhaomei, not nine layers, but two or three layers. There were also other cakes, such as osmanthus cake, victory cake, Begonia cake, and so on.

The most outstanding one was definitely Wang Mingjie.

As an in-name disciple of Jiangsu cuisine, this guy did not give out colorful double sun cakes like Luo Qing did. Instead, he took an unusual route and brought out a big turtle that weighed three pounds.

His appearance, which was completely different from the other disciples, attracted everyone's attention.

It was a beautiful reddish-brown color, and in the middle of it was a lifelike giant turtle. There were also patterns of flowers, birds, insects, and fish on the side, and the four corners of the square had the words "happiness, prosperity, longevity, and happiness." It looked very auspicious.

When these auspicious patterns were put together, one could tell at a glance what the gift-giver wanted to express.

"Master, this is a mutated sugar turtle that I made by referencing the sugar turtles in Zhe province. I hope you like it." Wang Mingjie said.

Wang Mingjie might be old, but he was much more sensible than the young. His admiration for Yuan Zhou had reached its peak ever since Yuan Zhou had taught him the turtle and lion dance and his cutting skills had made great progress. After that, he was acknowledged by Wang Huai, the old man.

After he became Yuan Zhou's disciple, Wang Mingjie put himself in a very low position. He cast aside his status as a famous chef and studied earnestly from Yuan Zhou. Therefore, among all the disciples, Wang Mingjie was the one who improved the fastest, apart from Cheng zhaomei.

Yuan Zhou also liked the diligent Wang Mingjie very much. No one would dislike a hardworking and humble person.

The sugar turtle belonged to the Zhejiang cuisine, but as they were both from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisines, Zhejiang cuisines and Jiangsu cuisines still had some similarities. Wang Mingjie had put in a lot of effort in order to make the most perfect sugar turtle that he could make.

Moreover, he couldn't just blindly learn the cooking method of Zhejiang cuisine's sugar turtle. He also needed to integrate the advantages of Jiangsu-style pastries. Only then could it be considered a sugar turtle that belonged to Wang Mingjie.

"The ratio of red sugar is very good, but although Mingjie's cutting skills have improved a lot, it's still not good enough for wood carving. You don't have to carve yourself. Focus on improving your cutting skills first and take your time with the rest." Yuan Zhou said.

He could tell at a glance that these turtle models were carved by Wang Mingjie himself, because many of the lines were similar to Wang Mingjie's habit of using a knife.

"Junior Brother Wang's turtle looks much better than mine. It seems that I have to hurry up with my knife skills." Zhang Longquan took a closer look.

"That's right. Brother Wang's carpentry skills should be the best among us. It seems that I have to work hard too." Mi Hao said.

"Junior Brother Wang's sugar turtle is the only one among us. It's really good. We all need to learn from Junior Brother Wang." Cheng zhaomei said.

Ever since they had successfully acknowledged Yuan Zhou as their master, the disciples led by Cheng zhaomei had been both proud and busy as the disciples of the all-rounded Yuan Zhou.

Masters were all well-rounded. If his apprentice only knew the dishes of one cuisine and had no other talents, how could he have the nerve to say that his master was Yuan Zhou? wouldn't that be shameful?

As a result, his disciples began to develop their secondary professions one after another, vowing to do a good job in their own cuisines while also taking into account some other skills. Of course, everyone did what they could. Generally, they only took into account one ability, and those who had the spare energy to take into account two. These were the results of their disciples 'private efforts.

"Master, I'll be careful." Wang Mingjie didn't try to defend himself. He thought for a while and then added,""Master, can I ask you something about carpentry in the future?"

He was quite interested in wood sculpting. He had been able to sculpt a turtle to such an extent even though he was an amateur. Although it was nothing in the eyes of a master like Yuan Zhou, judging from his own experience, he was quite talented.

When it came to choosing the second skill, Wang Mingjie chose carpentry without hesitation.

To be honest, looking at the turtle alone, it could be said that Wang Mingjie was a carpenter who had been delayed by the chef. Fortunately, Yuan Zhou had taught him well. Otherwise, Grandpa Wang's bamboo shoots and meat stir-fry would have been unavoidable.

After all, this was not a proper job.

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