"Of course not for every customer." Yuan Zhou answered decisively.
The executive chef and the other chefs were relieved. That was true. How could it be possible to treat every dish ordered by every customer to such an extent?
People's energy was limited. If they really did that, wouldn't they be exhausted to death?
Yuan Zhou spoke while gasping for breath. What he said next, however, made the executive chef and the other chefs dumbfounded.
"I divide the dishes into two tastes. One is the basic taste, which is recorded in my notes. It's based on the average taste of ordinary people."
Yuan Zhou paused for a while and then continued, "The other is the personal taste. There are no two identical leaves in the world. Similarly, no one's taste is exactly the same. Even if everyone likes spicy food, the degree of spiciness is different."
There was no dispute about this. Everyone's taste buds were different. As for the basic taste and the personal taste, it was Yuan Zhou's own conclusion. It could be said that it was full of dry goods.
"So, when a customer comes for the first time, it's the basic taste. Then, the personal taste of this customer should be recorded for the second time," Yuan Zhou said, "For example, if the customer eats light food, the condiments such as salt and soy sauce should be reduced."
"According to the taste of the customer, making the same but different food is what I've always been doing," Yuan Zhou said.
When Yuan Zhou finished this sentence, it was as if he had put a mute bomb on the spot. Instantly, there was a dead silence.
Yuan Zhou really answered Zhou Shijie's question seriously. He didn't act cool. Yuan Zhou's talent was to know the taste of the customers when they came for the first time.
However, no matter how low-key the people were, they were still dazzling. Not to mention others, those who could come to Taoxi Road to attend the apprenticeship ceremony were at least well-known.
They rarely cooked by themselves. And at the level of Head Chef Mei, he wouldn't even make the menu himself.
Therefore, in comparison, what Yuan Zhou had said just now was simply a fantasy.
"Head Chef Yuan, you must be joking. Although your restaurant is small, there are countless customers in a year. It's impossible to remember everyone's personal taste," a head chef said.
What the head chef said was the closest to a normal thought. If it wasn't Yuan Zhou who said that just now, everyone would think that he was talking nonsense.
"I think Head Chef Yuan is talking about regular customers," Wei He said. "It seems to be the taste of regular customers who have been here seven or eight times."
"It's not like that. I think what Yuan said is true." Zhou Shijie frowned and thought of something. He said, "I still remember that it was the second time I came here to eat. I felt that the food was more delicious. Now that I think about it, it should be more to my taste."
"Now that I think about it, it does make sense. The second time is better than the first time. Speaking of dishes, it's impossible to improve so much in such a short time. If that's the case, it must be more to my taste," Zhang Yan agreed.
Actually, Zhang Yan and Zhou Shijie didn't say that to support Yuan Zhou. In fact, it was because of their trust in him. Moreover, Yuan Zhou's taste adjustment was indeed better the second time.
That was why he had the misconception he just had.
"Regarding this, I think Engineer Cheng has the most say," Zhou Shijie said. Zhou Shijie said, "Before that, Master Cheng had been observing Little Yuan for quite some time."
"I can see it clearly. Even if it's the same dish, the chef will treat every customer differently. For example, he will use a simple Egg Fried Rice. If the customer prefers the rice to be harder, the Egg Fried Rice will be cooked later," Engineer Cheng added.
The onlookers also appeared and gave their own examples. If this incident wasn't mentioned, they wouldn't have thought of it. But once they mentioned it, there were a bunch of examples.
With the two chairmen and Engineer Cheng's approval, even if the three of them covered for him, the customers wouldn't be able to be fooled.
The comments of the customers were like a mirror for the chef. Whether the dish was delicious or not, the chef would know by looking at the comments of the customers.
"Head Chef Yuan has truly subverted my worldview time and time again," Even if Yang Shuxin wasn't from the world of chefs, he was still shocked.
"Personal taste and basic taste. It's really an amazing method. At the same time, I believe that this is a classification that only people who are extremely serious about cooking can come up with." Cao Zhishu felt that he had been too foolish to compete with such a person before. He had been too stupid.
"Originally, I came to participate in the apprenticeship ceremony to exchange experiences with Boss Yuan. But now, I can't use any of them," a head chef sighed.
Believing was one thing, but accepting was another. Wei He, who had just helped to smooth things over, muttered to himself. How could a person have such a good memory?
"Because I don't have anything else to do apart from cooking," Yuan Zhou thought for a while and gave an explanation for this matter.
Yuan Zhou continued, "All my energy is focused on cooking. Plus, my memory is slightly better than ordinary people."
All his energy was focused on cooking. Strictly speaking, Yuan Zhou didn't have any personal time or personal time. To put it simply, Yuan Zhou's personal time was also used to improve his cooking skills.
However, Yuan Zhou's explanation wasn't convincing at all.
Better memory?
How could this be described with just a little? Everyone complained in their hearts. The shock they received today was too great.
First, it was the notes of more than six million words. Then, he remembered the tastes of all the customers. If any of these two things were done by a chef, he would already be a monster.
And when these two things were added together, it was equivalent to Yuan Zhou. Because even monsters couldn't do it, only Yuan Zhou could.
Next, it was time to greet and get to know each other. With the two presidents leading the way and Zhao Mei escorting him, it was very successful.
At about 4: 30 in the afternoon, the guests slowly dispersed.
The ceremony was over. It was time for Engineer Cheng to see the real "keepsake".
"This box contains my notes." Yuan Zhou pointed at a small cardboard box placed at the stairs.
"Thank you, master." Engineer Cheng thanked him happily.
Engineer Cheng went up and picked it up. It was full of notebooks with serial numbers. After a rough look, there were 54 notebooks, which almost contained all the research skills of Yuan Zhou on Sichuan Cuisine.
The contents of the notebooks were accumulated over the years. However, the serial numbers were added by Yuan Zhou yesterday. His hands were really sore from writing them.
"I will definitely study your notes carefully." Engineer Cheng nodded his head solemnly and promised again and again.
"A chef has to have his own style. So after you finish reading them, you will have something to refer to. It's not for you to change your style completely to be like me." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and instructed.
"Yes." Engineer Cheng asked to leave, "Master, I have to go back to the restaurant to deal with some things."
"Um. Go ahead." Yuan Zhou agreed and sent Engineer Cheng away. Not long after that, President Zhang Yan left, leaving only a few people in the restaurant.
"President Zhou, I have a question for you." Yuan Zhou suddenly said.
"What's the question?" Zhou Shijie said.
"President Zhou must have taken many disciples. So what's the condition for you to finish your apprenticeship?" Yuan Zhou asked.
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