"I told you my description is the most accurate," Francie said proudly.
"No, I don't think it's that simple. There must be something else in it," Manfred said thoughtfully.
"President, I think you're overthinking. I think this is the taste of spring in Huaxia and also the romantic taste of spring in France. There's a charming fragrance of flowers in it. It's really strange," Ogyust said leisurely while chewing the steamed bun with his eyes squinted.
"Yes, there's a kind of flower petals in it. It's a long string of small white flowers. It blooms from April to May, and the flowering period is only 10 to 15 days. The petals were just picked today," Chu Xiao said with a nod.
"In Huaxia, there's a tradition of eating flowers, which is romantic and poetic in the eyes of the ancient literati," Chu Xiao continued.
"Oh, I also think it's interesting," Francie said curiously.
"Yes, we often use flowers to make tea or make essential oil, but this is the first time I've eaten flowers like this," Manfred said with a nod.
"Yes, elderflower is used to make soup, but more often to make tea," Ogyust said with a shrug.
"Hey, actually I'm not interested in the flowers or anything else. I just want to know if there's any more of this food called steamed bun." Francie touched her belly and continued, "After all, it's too small, and I'm not full yet."
"I think you can have a look yourself." Chu Xiao gestured Francie to look at Yuan Zhou's side.
Since Yuan Zhou put down the microphone, Yuan Zhou had started to prepare the ingredients for lunch. After all, he was going to cook for 200 people at once, and that was for one person. Naturally, he had to prepare the ingredients non-stop.
Now, Yuan Zhou was pounding a thick wooden pestle in a stone mortar. As Yuan Zhou's arm muscles bulged slightly, the wooden pestle fell down with a light "pa pa" sound. If one smelled it carefully, one could even smell the fragrance of rice.
"Is he cooking something new?" Francie was immediately attracted by Yuan Zhou's new cooking method and asked curiously.
"Yes, I think you should seriously listen to President Zhou's explanation just now," Chu Xiao said.
"I can't help it. I was completely immersed in the deliciousness of the steamed buns just now." Francie pointed at the empty steamer in front of her helplessly.
"No, I think you only care about eating," Ogyust said bluntly.
"Of course. You know, ever since I tasted Head Chef Yuan's dishes half a year ago, I still can't forget it," Francis admitted without shame.
"Um, the taste is indeed impressive." Ogyust savored the faint fragrance in his mouth and nodded in agreement.
"I think I should invite this Head Chef Yuan to join the Famous Chefs Association as soon as possible," said Manfred.
"Of course. I can write a recommendation letter for him personally." Ogyust immediately nodded and said positively.
In fact, not everyone could enter the Famous Chefs Association. Ordinary people needed to be recommended by three famous chefs of different nationalities, and then they could be approved to enter the association after being assessed and recognized.
The assessment included whether one had won an international cooking competition, reputation and honor among the chefs.
It could be said that there were Chinese chefs in the Famous Chefs Association, but only Chu Xiao was a pure Chinese. Even Zhou Shijie couldn't enter.
Chu Xiao was the honorary chairman of the Asian side, and Fujiwara Jiayuan was also among them. He was the chairman of the Famous Chefs Association of Japan. Therefore, Fujiwara Jiayuan, a Japanese who knew Chinese cuisine the best, was highly recognized.
Japan was excluded from the entire Asian side, not because they looked down on it, but because other countries recognized Japanese chefs and delicacies more.
The difference between the honorary chairman and the chairman was that the honorary chairman was recognized and respected for his or her skills, but he or she didn't bear any tasks or responsibilities.
The chairman, however, was different. He or she could exercise his or her authority. Besides, the chairman could also recommend three chefs, but there was only one honorary chairman.
Therefore, it was still very difficult to enter the Famous Chefs Association. After all, once you entered, all your comments and ideas about cooking would be circulated and recorded in the history of chefs.
This was another way to enter the association, which was to have a recommendation letter written by the chairman of the North American Famous Chefs Association, such as Ogyust. In this way, only one person's recommendation was needed to enter.
Speaking of recommendation, Manfred and Ogyust couldn't help but look at Chu Xiao, because Chu Xiao also had a recommendation letter, but he didn't recommend Yuan Zhou, which made them feel a little strange.
"Chu, why didn't you recommend Head Chef Yuan?" Manfred asked solemnly.
After all, it was their duty to recommend excellent chefs.
Ogyust also looked at Chu Xiao curiously. Obviously, he knew that Chu Xiao respected Yuan Zhou very much and regarded him as a rival. After all, Chu Xiao's phone was full of videos of Yuan Zhou's cooking exchanges.
But because of this, Ogyust was even more curious.
"Because I'm not qualified to recommend him," Chu Xiao said straightforwardly and seriously.
"Huh?" Before Manfred could react, Ogyust immediately understood what Chu Xiao meant.
"Chu, you are also a rare genius chef," Ogyust said.
"Yes, Chu, you are very excellent," Manfred nodded and affirmed.
"Of course." Chu Xiao nodded, but when he looked at Yuan Zhou, he couldn't help but say, "But he is a born chef."
"Yes, I like this description very much," Ogyust's eyes lit up and said.
"Indeed. From the beginning until now, in such an environment, his attention has always been focused on his own dishes. Other chefs will always care about other people's comments on such occasions, but he didn't," Manfred said with admiration.
Who didn't care about other people's comments? Not to mention that this was related to the success of his personal cooking exhibition. But in Manfred's observation, Yuan Zhou didn't care about this at all.
Even if someone loudly said that the steamed buns were too little and not enough, Head Chef Yuan just calmly explained that this was a brunch, and the amount of steamed buns eaten at this time wouldn't affect the lunch later.
His expression was calm, and his tone was natural. There was no fluctuation at all. It was as if this was just an ordinary banquet, and not an important cooking exhibition that was related to his career.
Now, Manfred also understood what Chu Xiao meant when he said he wasn't qualified.
"Speaking of which, how satisfied do you think Head Chef Yuan will be?" Francie wasn't interested in the Famous Chefs Association, so she brought up another topic and asked.
Just as Francie brought up this topic, the other chefs were also discussing this issue.
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