2717 Chapter 261 a fine line of difference

This was because there was a unique fragrance produced when deep-fried oil and mold came into contact with each other. Of course, people who were not used to the smell would not find it pleasant either. Those who were used to it would be particularly attracted to it.

For example, elder Fang.

"It's this kind of taste. It's really irresistible. I feel like I won't get sick of it no matter how much I eat."

If not for his old age, elder Fang might have gone up to snatch the plates away. Even though he was sitting in his seat, he wished he could stick his head in front of the plates.

However, when su Ruoyan brought the plate in front of him, he quickly turned around, raised his head and puffed out his chest, and looked straight ahead, exuding the air of an expert.

"Swish!"

After the plates were placed on the table and su Ruoyan left, elder Fang picked up his chopsticks without waiting for anyone to call him. He picked up a piece of tofu that was covered in sauce and stuffed it into his mouth. Of course, he still greeted Lei ti and Guo penghao in his busy schedule.

"Hurry up and eat. This is the most authentic hairy tofu in Anhui Province. It's definitely worth tasting."

From a master to a salesman in seconds, and a salesman of tofu.

When he finished speaking, the tofu was already in his mouth. He opened his mouth and bit into half of the tofu. Because it was fried, one could see the Golden traces through the thick sauce. However, because the sauce covered up a lot of it, it wasn't so obvious.

It was very obvious when it was in the mouth. After the thick sauce, the crispy skin was a little tougher because it was soaked in the soup. However, when it was bitten, it was soft and soft. Probably because it had been fermented for a long time, it had a little more powdery feeling. It was not as tender and smooth as fresh tofu, but with the participation of the beneficial fungi, the flavor was excellent.

"Oh, the sauce is rich and natural, and the tofu is a perfect blend. The heat control is just right. This tiger skin tofu is definitely the best."

Elder Fang was quite pleased with Yuan Zhou's capability. Previously, he had indeed felt that Yuan Zhou was too young. Even if Yuan Zhou's cooking skills were excellent and he was proud of the third generation of the older generation, there was still a gap between him and Yuan Zhou. He had come here with the idea of giving some advice to the younger generation, hoping that Yuan Zhou could guard himself against arrogance and rashness and advance courageously, bringing China's cooking industry to a more brilliant tomorrow.

With his status as the number one chef in China and his contributions to the Chinese cooking industry, he had the right to say that.

He thought that Yuan Zhou had achieved so many achievements at such a young age that everyone would more or less have some feelings of satisfaction or pride, but the premise was that he was a human.

For an inhuman like Yuan Zhou, all of these things were non-existent. His goal was not to be the number one chef in China. From the very beginning, his goal had been clear and had never changed. It was to be the master chef.

Even though he had already made a lot of achievements, he was still far away from his goal. He was still far from being able to be proud of himself. Therefore, Yuan Zhou had always been very modest and low-key, wishing that everyone would know that he was very low-key.

From his dishes, elder Fang didn't sense any impetuous emotions. On the contrary, what was transmitted to the customers were the taste and emotions of the food itself, as well as the chef's care. Every piece of tofu was carefully selected and cooked. One could feel the sincerity when eating it, and it made one's body feel comfortable and very pleased.

"This young man is very good."

Elder Fang felt that Yuan Zhou was indeed very rare. No wonder he was able to break the blockade and become the No. 1 person in China during Akara's meeting. He was indeed a man of both strength and moral character.

A plate of tiger skin tofu successfully won over elder Fang. The main reason was that elder Fang knew very well that even he himself could only achieve this level at his peak, not to mention his direct disciples. Moreover, it was rare to see such a dish. Most of the dishes were slightly worse than this one, which showed how rare it was.

Why was it said that a chef would usually eat the specialty dishes of a restaurant when they had their specialty dishes? the reason was simply because the chef could cook those dishes the best and had the best taste. Almost all chefs were like this. Some were good at it, and some were bad at it. This was very normal.

After that, it was an eye-opener for elder Fang. The jadeite shrimp, the snow red plum, the plum blossom, and the other dishes were all top-tier among their kind. What was rare was that the quality of each dish was almost the same, which meant that they were all delicious without exception.

Although he was an expert in Hui provincial cuisines, his specialty was the unique cooking techniques of Hui provincial cuisines, such as stewing and fumigated. He could cook other dishes and they were delicious, but they were not as good as the ones he was best at.

He had always thought that this was the norm. In any case, it had always been the case since ancient times. However, Yuan Zhou had subverted his perception.

Lu Xun had once said that only when more people walked would it become a road. Then, the truth could not be turned into the truth just because everyone said so. It needed verification and results.

In the beginning, elder Fang had intended to help and remind the younger generation, but after several dishes were served, he changed his mind. It was okay to communicate with Yuan Zhou as an equal, but to give him some advice was definitely an insult to Yuan Zhou's culinary skills.

"I don't know what's wrong with this little Zhou. He didn't even know to recruit such an excellent descendant into the Association. If that's the case, our China chef's Alliance will definitely have a good reputation. We'll definitely be able to dominate everyone."

While eating the dishes quickly, old Fang ridiculed Zhou Shijie who was already showing signs of balding in his heart.

"Achoo." Zhou Shijie, who was originally working seriously, had no idea why he suddenly sneezed. He thought it was because the temperature difference was too great recently and he caught a cold.

"It seems that I should wear more clothes now that I'm getting older. I can't cut my clothes randomly. I have to go to little Yuan's place to nourish my body. I heard that there are several new dishes recently, but I haven't eaten any of them. I have to go and take a look."

Zhou Shijie muttered to himself. There were a lot of things to do in the Association at the end of the year. He might not even have the time to go to master chef Restaurant for a meal even if he wanted to.

Because of the sneeze, Zhou Shijie still felt that he had to take time out to eat and replenish his energy today or tomorrow. Otherwise, if he fell sick before he finished his work, it would definitely not be worth it.

Old Fang didn't know that he was so good at nagging. In other words, Zhou Shijie had sensed it and was looking forward to the last dish. Of course, he didn't know that it was the last dish.

They were too engrossed in tasting the wonderful taste of each dish to count the number. However, Lei di and Guo penghao, who had already developed a certain level of immunity, knew this.

Every time the dishes were served, they wanted to eat as well, but elder Fang was also there. They had to wait for him to start eating before they could start eating. They had to be careful not to eat too fast, or it would be bad if they didn't get to eat.

Respecting the old and cherishing the young was something everyone knew. Under normal circumstances, everyone would do what they could. However, it was a different case when they faced Yuan Zhou's delicious dishes. If it wasn't for Fang Yiming sitting in front of them, Lei ti and Guo penghao would definitely not give him any face. It was fine as long as they were full. If they still wanted to give up on Yuan Zhou's dishes, they would definitely be stupid.

The last dish was served with a large bowl and a deep-bottom plate. There were two types of cutlery.

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