While Wuhai was buying a house to open an art gallery and Jiang Changxi was negotiating with Wu Yungui, Yuan Zhou received a phone call.
The person who called was none other than Cheng Zhaomei.
"Master, you are getting more and more famous recently. As your only disciple, I have been invited to more and more activities. I can refuse some of them, but I can't refuse some of them. After so many activities, I feel very tired. Even my mood to study dishes and cook has become lower." Engineer Cheng said in a respectful but tired tone.
In fact, Engineer Cheng was being modest. He was now the leader of Sichuan Cuisine, so he was naturally busy with all kinds of activities.
To put it simply, Yuan Zhou's definition was no longer the leader of Sichuan Cuisine. Instead, he was now the leader of China Cuisine.
"What should I do, master?" Engineer Cheng made a call to Yuan Zhou. According to Engineer Cheng's character of not wanting to cause trouble to Yuan Zhou, he must have hesitated for a long time before making the call. But he still made the call, which showed that this problem had been bothering him for a long time.
Yuan Zhou had a deep understanding of Engineer Cheng's problem. Recently, he had held individual exhibitions and organized exchanges of young chefs. There were too many things to do. Although he had the help of Chairman Zhou and other people, human spirit was limited after all.
It was impossible to do unlimited things in a limited amount of mental energy.
This could be seen in any circle. For example, the curse of the most famous Nobel Prize in Literature, "Kiss of Death". All the authors who had won the Nobel Prize in Literature either had a sharp decline in their output or stopped writing.
The fundamental reason was the pressure of honor and the distraction of energy.
"Come to the restaurant tonight after dinner time," Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay, master. Is it appropriate for me to arrive at nine o 'clock?" Cheng Zhao Mei asked on the phone.
Yuan Zhou nodded and said, "Okay."
"Then I won't bother you, master." Engineer Cheng didn't hang up after saying that. He didn't hang up the phone until the busy tone sounded.
"As a teacher, I have to teach and dispel doubts." Yuan Zhou murmured and then continued to prepare the ingredients. Dinner time was about to begin.
As time elapsed, a line was formed outside. Wu Hai was still the well-deserved first place, followed by his sidekick, Zhou Xi. The third and fourth places were Peach and Jiang Changxi.
"Sister Jiang, long time no see." Manman greeted her.
"Yes, long time no see." Jiang Changxi nodded and greeted, "How's the bakery?"
"Hey, I have five branches in Chengdu. I'm a rich woman now. I'm also a rich woman now." Manman made a gesture with her palm and said proudly.
"Should I ask a rich woman to provide for me so that I can be a lazy salted fish?" Jiang Changxi blinked her eyes and puffed up her cheeks to act cute.
"Sister Jiang, don't be like that. You are making me melt." Manman turned her head and didn't dare to look at Jiang Changxi.
Manman fully proved that Jiang Changxi was a queen and cute.
"I'm just a rich woman. How can I provide for a rich woman like Sister Jiang?" Manman said.
They talked and laughed. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious as always. This was also the usual appearance of Yuanzhou Shop.
Of course, there was one difference. Jiang Changxi used to love driving in front of Yuan Zhou and she would weld the door shut every time.
But since Yin Ya and Yuan Zhou announced that they were together, Jiang Changxi never drove in front of Yuan Zhou again. Therefore, there was one less experienced driver in the shop.
Dinner time ended in the laughter of the crowd. At 8: 30 pm, Engineer Cheng arrived early.
Yuan Zhou was also punctual. At about 8: 50 pm, he had already finished his work. Engineer Cheng, who was waiting at the door, entered the shop respectfully.
"I'm going to process some ingredients. You watch over me," Yuan Zhou said.
"Understood." Master Cheng hurriedly agreed and stood respectfully. He habitually took out the small notebook and pen in his hand, ready to take notes.
Yuan Zhou began to process the ingredients, radishes, beef, and Jin 'ling Grass. First, he carved a statue of a maid with a white radish.
Then, he washed the vegetables quickly and cut the beef blindly. Engineer Cheng watched him very carefully without even blinking.
No matter how many times he watched, Engineer Cheng would admire Yuan Zhou's culinary skills from the bottom of his heart.
Every chef had one or two unique skills. For example, good knife skills, good control of heat, or special dishes. But Yuan Zhou was different. His strength was reflected in all aspects.
Yuan Zhou's cooking speed was very fast. Besides, these two dishes weren't even on the menu. Strictly speaking, they were creative dishes.
He was also familiar with the two dishes. They were Jumping Back to Nest and Beef Sashimi.
"Let's eat." Yuan Zhou put the two dishes on the table and then called Engineer Cheng to eat.
The beef sashimi was placed in a white rectangular plate. There were no other decorations on the plate except for the beef slices that were softly sliced with the back of a knife.
There was also a round plate with a small hill of Stir-Fried Jin 'ling Grass piled loosely on it.
At first, Engineer Cheng didn't notice it because he was carefully recording the main points of Yuan Zhou's washing and cooking. It wasn't until Yuan Zhou finished the dishes and carried them to Engineer Cheng for him to eat did he realize that it was the first time he ate the dishes cooked by Yuan Zhou and decided to become his disciple. The two dishes were also the cooking meeting with rare ingredients.
"Master, you …" Master Cheng's eyes were filled with gratitude as he spoke emotionally.
But before he finished his words, he was interrupted by Yuan Zhou, "Sit down and have a taste. Today, your mouth is for eating, not for talking."
"Yes, master." Engineer Cheng immediately took two steps forward and sat down slowly.
But he only sat half of his buttocks. With his back straight, he picked up the chopsticks carefully.
It wasn't that Engineer Cheng was afraid of Yuan Zhou, but since his master was still standing and he was sitting, he naturally had to be more cautious.
First, Engineer Cheng picked up the Stir-Fried Jin 'ling Grass. The Jin' ling Grass was crisp, tender, sweet and fresh. Engineer Cheng had eaten it last time, so he naturally knew its taste.
But this time, Engineer Cheng frowned slightly and stared at the plate with his eyes wide open.
Of course, his mouth and hands didn't stop eating. Just when he ate more than half of the Jin 'ling Grass, Engineer Cheng suddenly turned his head and picked up a piece of beef.
Years ago, when Yuan Zhou blindly cut the beef sashimi, he was deeply shocked. Therefore, he remembered the texture of the beef very clearly.
But the beef in front of him looked as thin as paper, transparent but not broken, and the texture was clear.
But now, the beef was transparent but not broken, and the texture was more beautiful. No, it was more natural, just like in the cartoon, as if the beef was born like that.
"Awoo." Engineer Cheng couldn't help but put it into his mouth. Instantly, the taste of the beef filled his mouth.
The fierce and overbearing taste of the beef filled his mouth as he chewed. The slightly cold texture, the burst of milk fragrance, and a trace of saltiness made the taste in his mouth rich and tempting.
"Where does this saltiness come from?" Engineer Cheng suddenly felt puzzled.
He watched Yuan Zhou cook, and he didn't see Yuan Zhou sprinkle salt on the beef.
But soon, Engineer Cheng understood the origin of the saltiness, which made Engineer Cheng look at his master in surprise.
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