After they were done with their business, Lin Sheng and the rest decided to take their leave. They had already wasted more than half an hour of Yuan Zhou's time, so they couldn't be thick-skinned and delay any longer.
They didn't often interact with Yuan Zhou, but ever since Yuan Zhou gave them pointers, other than feeling grateful, they would collect all kinds of information about Yuan Zhou in their spare time.
Rumors, official announcements, honors, and all kinds of things. There was even a secret room in the Mountain Delicacies Fried Rice Street, where all kinds of printed information about Yuan Zhou were placed.
Most people were not allowed to enter this room, except for designated people. In other words, only the elders of each village and the elders with the right to speak were allowed to enter.
Every once in a while, they would organize the younger generation of the village, especially those who had hopes of going out to explore the world, to learn about Yuan Zhou's deeds, so that they would have a good idea of what was going on.
Lin Sheng and the rest felt that this was just a way for them to thank Yuan Zhou and to motivate the next generation. There was no need to put it on the table, as if they had done something big and didn't know what it meant. Therefore, they didn't tell Yuan Zhou or publicize it.
Of course, after Yuan Zhou became the God of Cooking, the Yuan Zhou Information Exhibition Hall in Yunfeng Mountain naturally rose in status and became a unique sight in Yunfeng Mountain. Even though many provinces and cities followed suit, the one in Yunfeng Mountain was still the one that people talked about and accepted the most.
Before leaving, Lin Sheng suddenly raised his eyebrows, as if remembering something. He took out an object wrapped in yellowish-brown oiled paper from the cloth bag hanging on his body. In fact, it was only the size of three fists. It really wasn't that big.
The key point was that he could tell at a glance that there was more than one layer of the oiled paper. Even with Yuan Zhou's sensitive five senses, he couldn't smell a big smell for a moment. There was only a faint fragrance, like an orchid or a musk. He couldn't be sure for a moment.
Since Yuan Zhou couldn't smell it, Ke Sen naturally couldn't either. But when he saw Lin Sheng taking out such a paper bag and obviously giving it to Yuan Zhou, he had a bad feeling.
Before he set off, he had checked that there were no other gifts except for the wild herbs in the sack. How did this paper bag come out of nowhere?
Ke Sen started to doubt his own ability. He widened his eyes and wanted to say something, but Lin Sheng spoke first.
"These are tea leaves that were picked from a 100-year-old tea tree in our village and roasted. Although the tree is less than a thousand years old, it has a very special characteristic. It is interdependent with an orchid, somewhat symbiotic. Although we still haven't figured out what's going on after so many years of research, the tea leaves have a natural orchid fragrance. This is the new tea this year. We specially brought it here as a gift for Head Chef Yuan. I hope Head Chef Yuan won't refuse it," said Lin Sheng solemnly as he held the package with both hands.
What he didn't mention was that due to the protection of the tea tree, only some tea leaves could be harvested every few years. Even then, only a few catties could be harvested each time. The best harvest this year was here.
These were all unimportant things. Lin Sheng felt that there was no need to tell Yuan Zhou about them. They just wanted to show their sincerity.
Speaking of tea, Guizhou Province's Duyun Maojian was naturally mentioned. This time, Lin Sheng's gift was naturally green tea. Apart from the fact that the tea tree was older, it didn't have much of an advantage over Duyun Maojian. It was similar to the special grade Duyun Maojian, but the natural orchid fragrance was something Duyun Maojian couldn't compare to. This was also the reason why Lin Sheng dared to bring it as a gift.
Otherwise, how could ordinary gifts be enough to express the village's gratitude? Naturally, they wanted to give all the good stuff to Yuan Zhou. However, after collecting so much information on Yuan Zhou, they naturally knew what kind of person Yuan Zhou was. They definitely wouldn't dare to bring anything too valuable to Yuan Zhou.
Refusing the gift was a small matter. If it caused Yuan Zhou's displeasure, then it was not their intention.
The top-grade tea called Yunlan Maojian was actually quite precious even though it was said to be precious. However, it was something native to their village and thus wasn't very precious to them. It could only be said to be rare. Therefore, it was just right for Yuan Zhou to use as a gift.
As expected, Yuan Zhou originally wanted to refuse when Lin Sheng took out the paper bag. However, after hearing that it was tea leaves, he didn't refuse.
As someone who owned Qimen Black Tea, Pre-Ming Spring Tea, and Wuyi Mountain's Da Hong Pao, these top-grade tributes, Yuan Zhou really didn't think that tea leaves were valuable.
Fortunately, the old grandpa and the person from the tax bureau didn't know about Yuan Zhou's thoughts. Otherwise, they would have beaten him up. This kind of thing was probably too much for him to control.
After delivering the tea leaves and taking his leave, Lin Sheng left in high spirits with Ke Sen, who was starting to doubt his life. He had successfully achieved his purpose for coming here.
After sending off Lin Sheng and the others, Yuan Zhou saw that there was still some time left. He rummaged through the bags of wild herbs, planning to find some ingredients for the Four Seasons Fried Rice.
One had to know that he had asked the system for the ingredients for the Four Seasons Fried Rice. Since Lin Sheng and the others had sent him quite a lot this time, it was obvious that they had accumulated over the year. Most of them were dried. There were also a few bags of fresh ones, but they were well preserved. Looking at the soil on the roots, they looked fresh and juicy.
The Four Seasons Fried Rice made with these ingredients would be more suitable for the needs of Yunfeng Mountain. Yuan Zhou was very clear about this, so he immediately began to look for the ingredients he needed.
He also found many spices unique to Guizhou Province. Most of them were dried and well kept, such as sesame and other seasonings. It seemed that Lin Sheng and the others were very attentive and knew Yuan Zhou's preferences.
What was prepared were all some wild specialty seasonings. The seasonings were all cleaned up and handled properly. Even with Yuan Zhou's pickiness, he was quite satisfied with it.
After choosing the ingredients he wanted, Yuan Zhou saw that it was almost time. He went upstairs to wash up and planned to go into the kitchen to prepare the ingredients for lunch.
These wild herbs can be used to make a lot of pickles. I can send some to Lin Sheng and the others for them to try. I can also prepare some at home. Also, I can send some to Head Chef Ke. The Yellow Ginger Sauce he sent me last time was very good. This pickle can be a gift in return. Yuan Zhou's mind worked quickly.
Ever since Ke Sen became Yuan Zhou's disciple, the relationship between Ke Sen and Yuan Zhou had been getting closer and closer. Previously, they were almost on the same level. Now, because of Ke Sen, the relationship between Ke Sen and Yuan Zhou had become even closer.
Starting from a jar of pickled chili, Ke Sen wanted to bring it to Yuan Zhou whenever he was proud of his work and ask him to give him some advice. As a result, his cooking skills had improved a lot. This was definitely the reason why he was always under pressure from Yuan Zhou.
Take the Yellow Ginger Sauce he sent a few days ago for example. Although the Pogong Yellow Ginger was a real organic agricultural product that met the medical standards, its taste was indeed not suitable for making a sauce. However, Ke Sen found a way to solve this problem and created a seasoning with a strong Guizhou Cuisine style.
The first thing he did was to send a jar to Yuan Zhou to share the results. Naturally, Yuan Zhou wanted a gift in return. The wild herbs sent by Lin Sheng came at the right time.
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