"Dadada," Yuan Zhou went upstairs in a few steps and pushed open the door of his room. He walked to the bookshelf that Carpenter Lian had rebuilt and took down a notebook with a black cover.
The notebook felt very textured in his hand. It was thick and soft. When he flipped it open, he found that the notes had already been written on it.
And there were many such notebooks on Yuan Zhou's bookshelf.
It could be said that if the most valuable thing in Wuhai's art studio was Wuhai's paintings, then the most valuable thing in Yuan Zhou's room would be these notebooks that recorded all the cooking notes that Yuan Zhou had learned.
Not to mention how valuable these things were to a chef, even an ordinary person would become a good chef after seeing these detailed cooking methods.
It was not hard to imagine how detailed the notes were.
Naturally, Yuan Zhou knew his own notes very well. He directly flipped to the part where the noodles were recorded, took two pictures with his phone and then sent them to Chu Xiao via WeChat.
Chu Xiao replied very quickly.
[Thank you. Received.] Chu Xiao
[You're welcome.] Yuan Zhou
[Mine has been sent. Please check.] Chu Xiao
[Okay.] Yuan Zhou
After replying, Yuan Zhou went downstairs directly. He didn't start to check the French menu that Chu Xiao sent.
After all, the dinner that was about to arrive was the focus of Yuan Zhou's attention now.
In France, where Chu Xiao was, it was 9: 00 am, the beginning of the day. Therefore, after getting the menu, Chu Xiao turned around and went back to his office.
"This guy is still so cautious," Chu Xiao roughly skimmed through the notes about the noodles and couldn't help laughing.
Speaking of which, why did Chu Xiao suddenly ask Yuan Zhou for the cooking method of the noodles? It wasn't because he wanted to spy on Yuan Zhou's culinary skills.
After all, if Chu Xiao wanted to know, he could directly fly back to Chengdu to taste it himself. After all, Chu Xiao had said that the flight from France to Chengdu was very smooth.
Even if it was not a direct flight, it was on the way.
Therefore, the reason why Chu Xiao suddenly asked Yuan Zhou how to make noodles had to be explained from a few days ago.
As an international culinary capital, France usually held all kinds of cooking competitions of various sizes.
Chu Xiao had participated in a Western-style food matching competition a few days ago. Yes, this competition was very strange. It was just a competition of the different types of French dishes.
The competition didn't seem very grand, but it was actually held to commemorate the famous French chef Vittel from the 17th century.
Chef Vettel's cooking skills were superb. He had served royalty and dignitaries from various countries in his restaurant.
However, his death was due to his high standards and perfectionism. The reason was that he didn't deliver his best dish, fish, when he received King Louis XIV.
As a perfectionist, Vittel couldn't bear such a mistake, so he directly chose to commit suicide with a sword to pay tribute to his pursuit of culinary skills.
He was definitely a werewolf, a little more than a ruthless man.
Because of the existence of this werewolf and his pursuit of perfection, the French Chefs' Union held a matching dish competition.
Moral: Everything is perfect.
Perfection was not only the main dish, but also the perfection of everything, including the side dishes.
This was a competition with a long history and great influence. As a famous chef of the younger generation in France, Chu Xiao was naturally invited to participate in it.
There was no doubt that Chu Xiao's cooking skills improved faster after he had a life rival like Yuan Zhou. Therefore, the first place naturally went to Chu Xiao.
But in the banquet after the award ceremony, Chu Xiao heard a discordant voice.
It was Gabriel, a middle-aged man who won the second place. He was tall and slender, with a golden beard and golden hair. He looked like a mature and charming middle-aged man.
But under his wooden appearance, the words that came out of his mouth were not pleasant to hear.
"Hey, this Chu actually won the first place again. This competition is really meaningless." Gabriel raised his glass and said to the person beside him.
The person beside him was naturally Gabriel's friend, but he was a little younger. His name was Julian, and he was the tenth place in this competition.
"That's right. I think you can definitely get first place, El," Julian said firmly.
"Without Chu, of course I would be the first place, but this Chu doesn't live up to his name." Gabriel said proudly.
"Oh? Is there a shady deal in this competition? "Julian was angry. Whether it was for the chef or for Vittel, they were all disrespectful.
"Of course not. This competition is held in memory of Vittel. There is no shady deal," Gabriel said.
"Then what is it?" Julian was puzzled.
"Isn't it simple? Cows with black and white stripes are good. It would be too strange if a cow with black hair squeezed out white milk." Gabriel said meaningfully.
Julian recalled Chu Xiao's black hair and skin change, and instantly got Gabriel's point. He nodded and said, "indeed, he is a Chinese."
"A Chinese won the Vittel Memorial Prize. This does not show how great the Chinese chef is, nor does it show the Chinese food industry. It only shows that Chu is more talented in learning French cuisine. As for Chinese cuisine..." Gabriel said with a disdainful look.
Obviously, Gabriel was thinking about the memory of eating Chinese food that wasn't delicious.
"Of course." Julian proudly said, "French food is the best, whether it is the main course or the side dishes."
"Is that so?" a clear male voice suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two. This person was naturally Chu Xiao.
Chu Xiao didn't hear the other words clearly, but he heard the last two sentences.
Therefore, Chu Xiao directly spoke out. Chu Xiao was not a soft persimmon, nor a person with a good character.
"You, a local, can't cook better than me, a foreigner, and yet you are complacent here? Are you secretly happy about your ignorance or stupidity? "Chu Xiao raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Oh, Chu, that's not what I mean." Gabriel was a little embarrassed, but he still denied it.
As for Julian, he didn't say anything and just took a few steps back.
"Then what do you mean?" Chu Xiao never gave others face, so he asked directly. And this was not the first time he encountered this kind of thing.
"I mean, our French cuisine is broad and profound, just like the cream mushroom fried spaghetti you made today. You also admit that our French cuisine is delicious, right?" Gabriel avoided the topic and focused on the trivial.
Obviously, Chu Xiao didn't want to give him a chance to escape, so he said directly, "French cuisine is broad and profound, but you are narrow-minded. I learned French cuisine not because Chinese food is not good, but because I don't know how to comment on something you don't understand. I think you are very rude. Please apologize for your rudeness. "
Gabriel's face darkened, but looking at Chu Xiao's serious face, he reflected on his ungentlemanly behavior, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."
Chu Xiao's response was to nod and leave.
Although Gabriel apologized in the end, Chu Xiao still felt a little uncomfortable. After thinking about it for a day, he decided to ask for advice this time.
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