Today was the opening ceremony of Liu Tong's restaurant. He specially went to pick up Yuan Zhou in the middle of the ceremony. Now that he came back, he naturally had to greet those guests and media reporters who came to greet him.
Liu Tong also knew about Yuan Zhou's character. Because of the promise, he deliberately didn't introduce Yuan Zhou and directly blocked those people who wanted to talk to him.
Ten minutes passed quickly. It was the auspicious time for the ribbon-cutting. Yuan Zhou went forward according to the procedure and told them to cook well. Then, he began to cut the ribbon-cutting.
Although Yuan Zhou was young, he maintained a serious look throughout the process. Therefore, he looked more like a master than those middle-aged and old chefs who came to congratulate him.
After the ribbon-cutting, Liu Tong said a few simple words and then began to walk to the main hall with others, where the opening banquet was still placed.
There was a total of one table in the main hall and the rest were in the private room. Those who could sit in the main hall were naturally famous chefs in the cooking world, including Liu Tong's eldest senior brother, Li Minghui.
"Everyone, please take a seat first. I'm going to cook some dishes and serve them personally," Liu Tong said with a smile.
"Go ahead. We can also take the opportunity to see Chef Liu's Shandong Cuisine."
"Exactly. It's estimated that he is not much worse than Chairman Zhou."
"Exactly. We can't eat Chairman Zhou's Shandong Cuisine. It's also very good to eat Chef Liu's Shandong Cuisine."
"Yes, yes. Chef Liu, go ahead."
The people present urged him repeatedly. Liu Tong also went to the kitchen conveniently.
"Hello, Boss Yuan." As soon as he entered the main hall, Li Minghui, who stood not far from Yuan Zhou, went up to greet him after Liu Tong entered the kitchen.
"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded his head.
"I didn't expect that guy to invite Boss Yuan out. Thank you, Boss Yuan." Li Minghui thanked him.
"It's just a short time. It doesn't matter. Don't worry," Yuan Zhou said.
"That's good. Otherwise, if the master knows that we disturbed Boss Yuan, I'm afraid he will get angry," Li Minghui said helplessly.
"No." Yuan Zhou shook his head affirmatively.
"Haha, I know Boss Yuan's rules. I'll go now." Li Minghui left tactfully. At the same time, he also dragged away the others who came over to greet him.
He directly said that Boss Yuan didn't like to socialize and that he should report to the Chef's Association if he really needed something.
As promised by Liu Tong, Yuan Zhou was very quiet throughout the banquet. Except for a few grand words at the beginning of the banquet, the rest was just eating.
Liu Tong personally went to the kitchen to cook several representative dishes of Shandong Cuisine. Because of his boast in Yuan Zhou's restaurant last time, the dishes he cooked this time were all very laborious.
In the early years of the Qing Dynasty, there was the Jiuhualin Restaurant in Jinan that was created by the owner of the Jiuhualin Restaurant. It was the favorite dish of the literati. There was also the sweet and sour carp that originated from the important town of Luokou on the Yellow River. There was also the delicious crispy chicken that went with wine that spread throughout Jinan, Qingdao, Yantai, and other areas.
The last dish looked extremely simple, but in reality, it was a test of ingenuity, skill, and seasoning — the crab race.
These dishes were the representatives of Shandong Cuisine. When the dishes were served, the aroma permeated the air and whetted one's appetite.
"Not bad, this fragrance is making this old man salivate."
"That's right. The Jiuhualin has a bright color and looks soft, tender, and fragrant."
"The sweet and sour carp is not inferior. The fish body is intact, the shape is beautiful, and the aroma is very pleasant."
"Smell the crab race. There is no fishy smell at all, but it has the fresh taste of crab."
As Liu Tong was Zhou Shijie's favorite disciple and his culinary skills were originally not bad, plus he wanted to show off his culinary skills in front of Yuan Zhou, Liu Tong had put 120% of his effort into cooking this time.
Therefore, it was rare that these chefs, who were usually unconvinced by others, opened their mouths to praise him.
However, Yuan Zhou's expression was serious and serious from the beginning to the end. Of course, he seldom spoke.
This made Liu Tong, who inadvertently looked at Yuan Zhou, feel a little frustrated. But when he saw Yuan Zhou taste every dish carefully after the banquet began, he became a little perturbed.
However, he calmed down in an instant. He knew that Yuan Zhou didn't know how to cook Shandong Cuisine. He just had an exchange with his master not long ago.
"I have been following my master since I was 15 years old. Speaking of exchanges, Boss Yuan is naturally not as good as me." Thinking of that, Liu Tong became confident.
"I'm not as good as you in other aspects, but I've never been afraid of anyone when it comes to Shandong Cuisine." Seeing Yuan Zhou eat a mouthful of the crab race, Liu Tong affirmed in his heart.
When he said that, Liu Tong obviously forgot his master.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou didn't know Liu Tong's psychological activity. He just tasted every dish carefully.
As a person whose five senses were more sensitive than those of ordinary people, Yuan Zhou naturally knew the ingredients and heat control of every dish as soon as it entered his mouth.
However, on the occasion of the banquet, Yuan Zhou didn't comment on the quality of the dish.
Naturally, the banquet didn't end after eating as usual. During the banquet, people still had to drink and chat.
This was also called the drinking culture of Chinese people. But obviously, Yuan Zhou didn't intend to drink with them.
Therefore, when they almost finished eating and started to drink, Yuan Zhou got up and directly said goodbye to them and left.
During the banquet, some people tried to persuade him to stay, but they were all suppressed by Li Minghui.
As the first apprentice of Zhou Shijie, Li Minghui's words were still very effective. Moreover, if Yuan Zhou wanted to leave, they didn't really dare to stop him.
After all, Yuan Zhou's culinary skills were now known as the best in the three southwestern provinces.
Under such circumstances, all the chefs at the banquet were a little afraid of Yuan Zhou.
Liu Tong personally walked Yuan Zhou to the door and then said, "Thank you very much, Boss Yuan, for today."
"You're welcome," said Yuan Zhou.
"Shall I send Boss Yuan back to the restaurant or somewhere else?" asked Liu Tong.
"In the restaurant," said Yuan Zhou.
"Sorry, I can't send Boss Yuan back in person. I'll apologize to Boss Yuan next time," said Liu Tong politely.
"Um. Let's talk about it next time," said Yuan Zhou with a nod.
"…" Liu Tong.
After taking a deep breath, Liu Tong personally opened the car door for Yuan Zhou again and then walked him into the car. Only when the car drove away did he go back to the restaurant to accompany the customer.
As soon as Yuan Zhou got into the car, however, he slightly knitted his brows.
"There's something wrong with this crab competition." Yuan Zhou savored the taste in his mouth and then simulated the crab competition in his mind.
Recently, Yuan Zhou often practiced with the Shengfang Crab provided by the system, so he could be said to know the taste of the crab very well. But the crab competition today made Yuan Zhou feel that there was something wrong with the taste.
As a matter of fact, the name of the crab competition was very simple and easy to understand. It was a dish made with the yellow croaker found in the Bohai Sea area of Shandong as the main ingredient and fried with eggs and various seasonings.
As the meat of the yellow croaker was snow-white like the crab meat and the eggs were golden like the crab roe, the fish eggs were soft, tender and smooth, and tasted better than the crab meat. Instead of the crab, the taste was better than the crab. That was why the name was called crab competition.
"It seems that Liu Tong's Shandong Cuisine is still inferior to Uncle Zhou's. Should I tell him directly or tell Uncle Zhou?" Yuan Zhou thought silently in the heart.
"Got it. Let's do that." Yuan Zhou thought for a while and instantly got an idea.
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