"Head Chef Yuan, please cut the whole one." He Zhenghong looked at the intact duck in the plate and then turned to Yuan Zhou.
"No need. I've already cut it," said Yuan Zhou.
"Oh? That's not bad. "He Zhenghong didn't doubt Yuan Zhou's words. She just nodded and then signaled them to start.
Although He Zhenghong signaled them to start eating, the surrounding politicians also started to eat.
However, they didn't move their chopsticks. Instead, they first turned their heads and said to the chefs of their countries.
"I don't think you need to taste the last dish. Just do a good job in displaying our dishes. Go," the Thai Prince said to the head chef beside him.
"But …" The Thai head chef, the middle-aged man, was surprised and wanted to say something, but he was squeezed behind the Thai Prince.
That's right. The Thai Prince turned his body sideways seemingly inadvertently and then squeezed the tall head chef behind him.
"…" The Thai head chef was quite speechless, but it wasn't appropriate for him to do that in public. He just looked at the duck and swallowed his saliva.
It was much simpler for the Indian politician at the side. After all, India was still divided by caste. He asked the Indian head chef to stand behind him and naturally, the head chef didn't dare to stand in front.
The Japanese representative was a little more complicated. The fat old politician reached out his hand and patted on Dashi Xiujie's shoulder.
"Good job, Dashi Xiujie." The Japanese politician first praised him.
"Thank you." Dashi Xiujie lowered his head and bowed to express his gratitude.
"But I think Dashi Xiujie has eaten a lot of dishes today. We should save some space for those dishes later. Am I right, Dashi Xiujie?" The Japanese politician said seriously and seriously.
"Yes." Dashi Xiujie nodded his head.
"Um. Then you can stand behind me, too." The Japanese politician nodded his head and then turned his body sideways to let Dashi Xiujie stand behind him.
"But …" Dashi Xiujie hesitated for a while and wanted to say something, but he was interrupted.
"The purpose of this exchange is to learn from all aspects. This is just the Chinese dishes. There are still many dishes waiting for Dashi Xiujie. The dishes of every country are worth learning," said the Japanese politician sternly.
There was no Yuan Zhou in other countries. Dashi Xiujie wanted to say that, but he didn't in the end.
"Yes." Only then did Dashi Xiujie stand behind him decisively.
In fact, it was not only Indian, Thai and Japanese who did that. Many other countries, such as Maoxiong country and the Philippines, also asked their head chefs to stand behind them. Since there weren't enough dishes, the head chefs didn't want to eat them. If they wanted to eat, they could go back.
To Xiujie, the politician was too. naive. The Japanese, Xiu Zhou, Xiujie, Xiujie. Zhou.
Instantly, only Yuan Zhou and Wu Hai, who weren't politicians, were left in the circle. He Zhenghong, on the other hand, just watched them with a faint smile on her face.
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. "Xiujie was kicked out of the circle. Everyone was full of praise.
Of course, when they saw Dashi Xiujie being kicked out of the circle, they all praised him.
For example, the Thai Prince said happily, "Well done. This guy has a big appetite."
"That's the Mr. Nakajima I know. He's as cunning and cunning as before." The Indian politician racked his brains to think of two Chinese words to describe Nakajima.
In their opinion, Wuhai should be kicked out. But first, it was out of respect for the host of Huaxia. Second, it was out of respect for the artist. Wuhai was really a world-famous artist. So, no one raised this question.
Fame had saved Wu Hai's life. Many people thought so in their hearts.
After finishing the external work, they started to work on the Fairy Boneless Duck.
Because there were so many people, Yuan Zhou couldn't just make one duck. Therefore, he had to spend more time on the plate presentation.
This time, Yuan Zhou used a diamond-shaped plate presentation. It was dark blue. The edge of the plate was irregular and flat, like a terraced field. Four intact ducks were placed on the diamond-shaped plate.
The plate was very special and eye-catching, so the decorations around it were only decorated with a little soup.
It looked fashionable and elegant, which was in line with the taste of the politicians.
Wuhai also played a part in it. After all, Yuan Zhou and Wuhai had learned each other's skills.
Yuan Zhou had learned aesthetics, while Wuhai, the kitchen monster, had learned simple stir-frying vegetables.
This time, only the politicians were eating, so everyone was more casual.
As the host, He Zhenghong had always been reserved. But when he picked the food, he still looked at the big duck leg.
But as soon as he put his chopsticks on the duck, He Zhenghong understood what Yuan Zhou meant.
His chopsticks gently moved, and he directly picked up a square piece of duck meat that was very easy to eat.
The breast of the duck was facing up, and it was smooth. Unlike the traditional Fairy Duck, there were many things on it. But when he picked it up, he found something special.
The skin of the duck was connected, but the inside wasn't just duck meat. It was cut into thin slices, and each slice had a different ingredient.
At first glance, one could tell there were seasonal bamboo shoots, rouge-colored vegetarian ham slices, and some fresh mushroom slices. There were even a few fresh green leaves. It was unknown how Yuan Zhou managed to keep the leaves green after being steamed for so long.
Every slice was made according to the texture of the duck's muscle. From the outside, it looked like the duck was big, but nothing else. Therefore, no one knew that there were so many tricks to it.
"Clever idea," He Zhenghong praised. Then, he put the duck meat into his mouth.
As soon as he put it in his mouth, He Zhenghong couldn't help himself. The taste of the duck meat was mixed with the taste of the extremely fresh bamboo shoots and the fresh wild mushrooms. The combination of fresh mushrooms and duck was simply an immortal combination.
The duck skin was soft and glutinous, with a unique greasy fragrance. The inner layer of duck meat absorbed the fat in the duck skin and became tender.
Because the food at the state banquet was light, everyone didn't have a strong taste. The duck meat, coupled with the fragrance of the bamboo shoots and mushrooms, was simply unbearable and could not stop eating.
Moreover, because it was boneless, it was easy to chew. It was soft and tender, with the fragrance of the meat and the fresh and delicious mushrooms. This was He Zhenghong's feeling.
He Zhenghong took a sip of the remaining taste in her mouth and looked at Wuhai, who was still eating, and suddenly felt a little annoyed.
This guy can eat too much. Isn't this the Asia-Pacific Exchange Conference? This guy is a painter. Is he here to eat? All he knows is to eat. He Zhenghong put down her chopsticks calmly and reservedly while constantly complaining about Wuhai in her heart.
Glancing at Yuan Zhou, who was eating his food seriously, He Zhenghong withdrew the idea of driving Yuan Zhou away. This seems a little like burning the bridge after crossing the river. Moreover, this is Head Chef Yuan's own cooking.
With this understanding, He Zhenghong comforted the regret of learning from another country's politician.
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