After reading the mission, Yuan Zhou only had one thought. There was a reward for delaying the serving of a new dish?
However, this thought only flashed in Yuan Zhou's mind for a moment. Then, he carefully checked the mission three times again before he started to ask questions.
"What does the People's Daily mean?" Yuan Zhou asked.
The system displayed, "The most authoritative newspaper in the host's home country states that the host is a master of Cantonese cuisine."
"Special report?" Yuan Zhou asked in his heart.
But without waiting for the system to answer, Yuan Zhou continued, "The People's Daily wouldn't report these things for no reason, right?"
The system displayed, "Host's name can be followed by 'Cantonese Cuisine Master'."
"Oh, there's no need for a special report. I just need to mention my identity as a Cantonese Cuisine Grandmaster. Is that what you mean?" Yuan Zhou asked.
The system displayed, "Yes, host."
"Alright, I understand the mission." Yuan Zhou nodded. In fact, he had been on the People's Daily once. Previously, during the exchange between China and Japan, he had conquered Fujiwara with steamed rice with anchovies.
He remembered that the report at that time went like this: "Beijing Daily, January 10, by wire (reporter Mao Qiu): Our reporter interviewed Sichuan Cuisine chef Yuan Zhou on the spot. With his steamed anchovies, the Japanese chef marveled at Huaxia's food culture …"
The title of the report was, "The Sino-Japanese Gourmet Cultural Exchange Held Smoothly, Chinese Cuisine Becomes Famous."
According to the requirements of the system, this should be enough. As long as he waited for this kind of national cultural exchange, he should be able to complete the task. Yuan Zhou sorted everything out.
After understanding the mission, Yuan Zhou was concerned about the reward. "What's the meaning of this God of Cooking's ingredient warehouse?"
The system displayed, "The literal meaning."
"System, how did you survive until now with that temper of yours? You've had so many hosts in the past, yet none of them killed you? "Yuan Zhou sighed.
The system was silent for quite a while before it displayed, "Because this system is the Master Chef System."
"Hehe." Yuan Zhou replied with a meaningful "hehe" and then skipped the topic.
"I can specify five types of ingredients every month, and the system will provide them, right?" Yuan Zhou asked.
The system displayed, "Yes, ingredients include but are not limited to ingredients. Condiments are also allowed."
"Okay, this reward is very timely." Yuan Zhou thought about his recent plans and was quite satisfied with this reward.
Just as the system said, he was no longer satisfied with the rewards provided by the system or the dishes he learned from books. He had already developed a new dish and was already working on it.
However, the restaurant was still unable to use take-out ingredients, so this was a bit of a restriction. Fortunately, he had a lot of things on hand recently, so this problem hadn't appeared yet.
However, this was something that he would inevitably face in the later stage. With the ingredients warehouse, however, things would be different. With five kinds of ingredients or condiments designated by Yuan Zhou and the ingredients provided by his restaurant, it would be enough for him to do many things.
"Then, will these five ingredients not be provided next month?" Yuan Zhou asked.
The system displayed, "No."
"That's good. Looks like I can collect all the ingredients in the world in my lifetime." Yuan Zhou thought to himself.
There were all kinds of strange ingredients, and they were all different. For example, steamed sea bass. The sea bass was raised in different places, so the taste was naturally different.
For example, the coastal waters of China, Korea and Japan. The sea bass was distributed along the coast of China and liked to inhabit estuaries. It could also be traced back to the freshwater areas of rivers. It was more common in the Zhoushan Archipelago of the East China Sea and the Jiaodong Peninsula of the Yellow Sea.
However, due to the different origins, the taste was also different. Therefore, the suitable cooking method for that kind of sea bass was naturally different.
Although the sea bass provided by the system was the best, there was only one kind. Naturally, it wasn't enough.
It was conceivable how important this ingredient warehouse was.
After figuring out the importance of the reward, it was time to consider how to complete the mission.
"It's not so easy to contact the official media. It has to be a major event, a major event at the national level." Yuan Zhou knitted his brows and thought to himself.
"Is it because of Cantonese Cuisine that I'm selected by the official media? I can give it a try. " Yuan Zhou thought of that and then started to write and draw on the menu again, adding some kinds of dim sum.
"That should be enough. Let's make the dim sum meeting bigger first." Yuan Zhou thought that.
Time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, the day of the dim sum meeting arrived. Yuan Zhou had already written his leave request. Knowing that Yuan Zhou was leaving for the dim sum meeting, the customers didn't say anything although they didn't want to upset their stomachs.
However, the surroundings of Taoxi Road were boisterous. When they heard that Yuan Zhou was going to hold a dim sum meeting, the surrounding businesses immediately held activities at the same time.
After all, every banquet held by Yuan Zhou was Fascinating. Media reporters would come in droves. They naturally wanted to catch up with such a good time.
Even Wu Yungui's Gourmet City was holding an event, not to mention the other small vendors.
The most basic activity was the second cup of liquor sold at half price. Some stores even provided onlookers.
That's right. They could watch Yuanzhou shop at the door. After all, Yuan Zhou and many big shots in the dim sum industry would appear at the door in a while.
Today, Taoxi Road was boisterous with all kinds of strange things.
Yuan Zhou, who had prepared well, naturally didn't feel nervous. He didn't go out at all since the morning. Instead, he ran back and forth between the backyard and the kitchen.
The time of the dim sum meeting was a little different from that of the tea party. The dim sum meeting was set at 10: 00 in the morning.
At this time, people could visit first and then talk. After that, it was almost time to taste the dim sum.
This time, in order to match Yuan Zhou's traditional Chinese costume, Engineer Cheng specially made a traditional Chinese costume. He even made a traditional Chinese costume for his daughter, Cheng Ying, Zhou Jia and Shin Min.
Cheng Ying, Zhou Jia and Shin Min all wore waist-length dresses of different colors. The sleeves of the dresses fluttered beautifully in the wind. Besides, they didn't feel cold in the shop at all. All of them had rosy cheeks, which made them look very beautiful.
But Engineer Cheng, who was standing at the door waiting to welcome the guests, couldn't look straight at them.
Engineer Cheng was of medium height, but he was in line with people's impression of a chef. He had a big belly, a round face and a short neck. When he smiled, he looked simple and honest.
Unfortunately, he was dressed in a scarlet robe with a gold and jade belt around his waist, and a pair of boots on his feet. He stood at the door with his fat belly protruding out, looking like a rich landlord.
But he didn't even look like himself. He smiled like the Maitreya Buddha and seriously welcomed the guests there.
The others who came were fine. They just smiled slightly and teased him for his festive dress.
But his friend, Kang Huai, was different. As soon as he entered the door and saw Engineer Cheng's appearance, he immediately said, "Zhao Mei, did you change Zhao Mei into Lucky Money?"
"Damn it. Doesn't it look good? My master looks very good in it. He looks tall and handsome and full of spirit, "Engineer Cheng patted his belly and said.
"Boss Yuan, of course it looks good in Chef Yuan's dress. But why don't you take a look at yourself? I would think some rich landlord is here if you dress like this," Kang Huai laughed and said.
"Are you serious? Why do I look so ugly? Won't I bring shame to my master? "Engineer Cheng didn't mind Kang Huai's teasing. Instead, he was worried about whether he would bring shame to Yuan Zhou.
"Hahaha, I don't know about that. Your style is amazing," Kang Huai laughed again.
"Do you want me to change?" Engineer Cheng pulled at the front of his shirt reluctantly.
Actually, Engineer Cheng had long coveted Yuan Zhou's Han costume. But he was too embarrassed to wear it. He originally wanted to wear it to make Yuan Zhou proud, but he seemed to have made a mistake. This made Engineer Cheng a little depressed.
"No need. It's fine," Yuan Zhou's voice came from behind Engineer Cheng.
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