The system displayed, "The manuscripts are in the kitchen downstairs, in a small box on the kitchen table."
That's right. Strictly speaking, the reward could be divided into two parts. One was the manuscripts of the inventors of the 12 ancient recipes, the other was the unmarked experience and notes that had been stored in Yuan Zhou's brain, and the other was the physical manuscripts.
The experience and notes were something that could only be obtained after one succeeded. To complete a dish or write a cookery book, a lot of practice was required, just like finding the ingredients. All these were recorded in the manuscripts.
"Dong Dong Dong", Yuan Zhou immediately went downstairs. He looked over and saw a box as big as a medical box on the kitchen table. The appearance of the box was the standard style of the system.
Carrying the box upstairs, Yuan Zhou said while walking, "Why does the reward have to be placed downstairs? Why did I have to make a trip here?"
The system displayed, "Because the second floor is the private territory of the host. I have no right to put the reward there."
"You are so reasonable. I actually have nothing to say to that," Yuan Zhou said.
Nowadays, the system that abided by the rules was really rare. Yuan Zhou was wondering if he should award a big red flower to the system as encouragement.
"It's time to make a bookcase specially for storing ancient books." Yuan Zhou thought.
Now, he could only put them on the shelf temporarily. Yuan Zhou divided them into two piles, one for the 12 ancient recipes and the other for the ancient recipes that he had just selected and obtained the manuscripts as the reward.
For the next hour, Yuan Zhou was sorting out and absorbing the knowledge in his brain. He first went through the whole thing and then went through it in detail.
Even though he only went through it briefly, he still received a lot of shock. Yuan Zhou let out a long sigh of relief and spoke his most direct feeling, "Hoo … Chinese cuisine is really broad and profound."
Yuan Zhou looked at his watch. Yes, that's right. It was the watch that he had bought with tens of thousands of yuan but never had the chance to wear. It was hung in his room and used as a clock. He had no choice but to be willful because he was rich.
"It's still early. Let me read for another half an hour."
The next step was to read the book in detail. The first book that Yuan Zhou came into contact with was "The Art of Mixing Incense". The title of the book seemed to be one of the 18 forbidden books, but in fact, it was not. This was a serious book on cooking.
However, this chef named Li Tianqi was a little off track. What he was researching was how to make his dishes more fragrant. As the saying goes, "Color, aroma, and taste are the most important." And this chef Li wanted to make it as fragrant as possible.
In the book, Li Tianqi summarized the fragrances: the salty aroma attracts the saliva, the sweet aroma is eye-catching, the spicy aroma is inseparable, the sour aroma is the most appetizing, the bitter aroma is hard to taste, the fresh aroma is complementary, and the rest of the fragrances are not unified.
Li Tianqi divided the aroma of the food into five flavors and seven types. Among them, the numb and spicy aroma could not be separated. There was a note at the back that it would be spicy if they were separated. Just the numb and spicy aroma would choke the nose. The bitter aroma was difficult to make people have an appetite, and the fresh aroma could only be used as a supplement.
Of course, there were other fragrances as well, but they were too diverse, so they couldn't be grouped together. However, Li Tianqi recorded all of them.
"This Chef Li is a little too stubborn. Sometimes, he would destroy the taste of the ingredients for the sake of fragrance."
For example, in the book, it was said that adding more pickled vegetables when stir-frying meat would have a sour aroma and an appetizing aroma. That was true. Stir-Frying meat with pickled vegetables was indeed an appetizer, but not all of it.
"Although it's a little extreme, some of his ideas are still worth learning from," Yuan Zhou thought seriously.
Yuan Zhou had always paid attention to the original taste of the ingredients, followed by the color. As for the fragrance, if the ingredients were good and the cooking skills were excellent, the fragrance would naturally hit the nose.
The Master Chef System probably thought so as well, so it didn't pay much attention to it.
One couldn't help but admire the imagination of the ancient people. There was really someone who specialized in studying the art of fragrance. Thinking carefully, if one could learn plate presentation and carving for the sake of color, why would one favor one over the other and neglect the "fragrance"?
Yuan Zhou wasn't as stubborn as Chef Li. However, under the premise that the taste and color were not affected, as long as he controlled the fragrance, Yuan Zhou didn't have any problem with his current culinary skills.
"When three people walk together, there must be a teacher. No matter when, I can always learn something new from books." Yuan Zhou wanted to continue reading, but it was getting late. Thus, he had no choice but to put down the book, wash up and go to bed.
The Theory of Not Eating referred to not eating a proper meal. It was a record of street snacks in the south at the end of the Ming Dynasty.
The Theory of Not Drinking referred to the cooking methods of hangover dishes and tea. The Compendium of Poultry Cultivation was the most suitable ancient book for Yuan Zhou. The compendium referred to "the list of names to be investigated" in ancient Chinese. This ancient book was about the observation of the habits of poultry cultivation. Originally, Yuan Zhou had a knife to dismember cattle, so he had some understanding of cattle.
Among the five ancient books, there was a special one. It was Guang Gong's Travel Notes.
Just by looking at the title, one could tell it was a record of a foodie named Guang Li in the early Qing Dynasty. However, this book wasn't written by Guang Li. It was his study companion who was responsible for recording the food along the way.
As for the ancient recipes, there was no need to explain them. They were recipes that hadn't been passed down. Since ancient times, there was a saying, "Teach the disciple, but starve the master". Although this saying came from martial arts masters, it was also common in the cooking world. Many chefs would keep a few of their best dishes to their disciples. However, they were afraid that they wouldn't be passed down, so they would record it down and pass it down to their descendants.
These dishes were: Live Water Fish, Starter Dish, Baiyang Medicinal Cuisine, Immortal Soup, Volcano Fish, Starved Dragon, and Mountain Spring Temple Vegetarian Cuisine. They were all dishes that Yuan Zhou had never heard of before.
Among the thirty-one dishes collected, there were four more recipes besides these seven ancient recipes. The reason why Yuan Zhou didn't choose them was very simple. Some of the four dishes had already been restored and some didn't require much skill.
Among the seven ancient prescriptions, Yuan Zhou was most interested in Starve to Death Dragon.
As the saying went, "Dragon meat in the sky, donkey meat on the ground." Starved Dragon was able to make donkey meat that would make dragons drool.
Yuan Zhou was confident that he could digest these twelve ancient recipes in one or two months. After that, his cooking skills would improve a little.
"I also know a few lost dishes. When I learn these seven, can I make a lost banquet?" Yuan Zhou felt that this was feasible. To be a successful restaurant, not only must there be good dishes, but there must also be a hard core banquet.
The reason why Yuan Zhou could absorb and master them so quickly was because of the manuscripts and experience rewarded by the system. If he only got the ancient recipes, it would be very difficult to develop them so quickly.
Now, many cooking tutorials on the Internet said: a little salt, a spoonful of soy sauce, and so on.
How much is a little? How big is a spoon? These were basically all his own research.
Ancient recipes written in classical Chinese were even more so. Sometimes, a word could make you rack your brain.
To study the proportion of ingredients, heat control, and the proportion of ingredients, it would take a few years of hard work.
When it came to the changes of ancient and modern ingredients, it would be even more hard work.
This was why ancient recipes were so difficult to restore. Firstly, it was difficult for modern people to calm down and study it. Secondly, even if you succeeded in your research, you might not be able to get enough returns for your efforts.
To put it bluntly, many chefs kept many ancient recipes in their homes. However, none of them had been restored. They would only look at them when they were free.
Yuan Zhou was still self-disciplined. Time passed naturally. However, due to Yin Ya's busy work, Yuan Zhou had fewer opportunities to show off his affection.
Breakfast, lunch, and dinner were all peaceful. The only thing that could be said was that Wuhai was getting more and more irritable as time passed.
Those who did not know would think that the black beast had entered its estrus period.
In other words, it was lunch a week later.
"Compass, I'm leaving in the afternoon. Are you really not going to Italy?!" After eating, Wuhai did not leave immediately. Instead, he waited until lunchtime was over before asking with a face full of anticipation.
"You've been asking me this question every day for the past few days. My answer is the same every day." Yuan Zhou was expressionless. "I'm not going."
"Italy is really fun. There's the Colosseum in Rome, the Milan Cathedral, and the Bridge of Sighs. Do you really not want to know more? There's also Italian cuisine. It originated from the Roman court cuisine and is the mother of Western cuisine. "
Wuhai racked his brain and prepared for the last "desperate struggle" to persuade Yuan Zhou. It was obvious that he had done a lot of research in private.
He continued, "As the saying goes, reading a thousand books is not as good as traveling a thousand miles. As a chef, you also need to experience the customs of various countries."
"What you said makes sense." Yuan Zhou nodded, looking like he was tempted. Not to mention other European cuisines, the mother of European cuisine was worth a trip.
Wuhai was very happy. He nodded his head quickly and said, "Yes, yes. That's right."
"I'll make some time to go after the Youth Chef's Exchange Meet," Yuan Zhou said.
Wuhai's face instantly turned bitter. Judging from Yuan Zhou's words, not only was he not going this time, he was going to find another time to go.
What did it mean to shoot oneself in the foot? This was exactly what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.
"Well, Compass, I've thought about it carefully. Actually, there's nothing fun in Italy." Wuhai changed the topic and tried to persuade him.
"The Colosseum in Rome is in ruins. The Milan Cathedral is very beautiful, but Compass, you're not a Catholic. I won't comment on the Bridge of Sighs. It was used to detain prisoners on death row. As for Italian cuisine, it's actually only noodles and chicken. It's just that it's more famous. It's nothing compared to you, so don't waste your time to go there." Wuhai's words were so sincere that Yuan Zhou almost believed him.
"Oh, let me think about it." It was hard to tell whether Yuan Zhou believed Wuhai's words or not.
"You have to think about it carefully. Compass, don't make a mistake," Wuhai said.
But with this, everyone in Yuanzhou shop knew that Wuhai was going abroad for a week.
"Little Hai, it's time to go," Zheng Jiawei reminded him for the fifth time.
Wuhai said, "I still want to smell it."
Zheng Jiawei said helplessly, "But lunchtime is over. How can there be any smell?"
Jumping and pulling, Wuhai really didn't want to leave. He was just short of rolling on the ground.
Although lunchtime was over, there were still many customers who didn't leave. Those who knew Wuhai came over to encourage him.
Zheng Xian said, "It's just a week. It'll be over in the blink of an eye."
As a regular customer of the pub, Zheng Xian was naturally familiar with Wuhai.
Tang Xi said, "Brother Wu, why don't you move around less for the next few days? That way, you won't be that hungry."
Sun Ming said, "There's a saying, Black Beast. Life is a little bitch. The angrier you are, the more it will torture you. You might not even be able to come back in a week."
Every sentence was like a knife stabbing into Wuhai's heart.
There was more to come.
"Brother Hai, don't worry. Tell us what you want to eat. We'll definitely help you eat it," Qin Xiaoyi said.
"It can't be too right, because we're not as rich as you. We can only take turns to send you pictures," Gao Fan said happily.
With this, Wuhai was even more unwilling to leave.
"No, I'm not going. Jiawei, go and get my ticket refunded," Wuhai shouted.
Just as Wuhai finished speaking, a cold female voice came from behind.
"Brother, what did you just say?"
This voice was very clean, this voice was very clear, and this voice even contained a strong killing intent. In any case, Wu Hai was so frightened by this voice that he trembled.
"Ah, why aren't you leaving? Didn't you check the time? We're almost late for the plane. "Wuhai didn't turn his head and dragged Zheng Jiawei to the end of the street.
"Bullied me since I was young. So fierce," Wuhai mumbled as he walked.
He called a taxi and waited.
Needless to say, the beast-fighting heroine, Wu Lin, was back. Wu Lin watched as Wuhai dragged Zheng Jiawei away.
"Lin, I haven't seen you in a long time," Tang Xi said.
Zheng Xian asked, "Lin, you're back from your mission?"
The two greeted Wu Lin.
"Yes, I just finished my training. I'll report tomorrow and then have five days off," Wu Lin said.
"What are you planning for your vacation? I happen to have plans for a trip. Do you want to join me? "Zheng Xian asked.
Wu Lin said, "Thank you, Sister Zheng, but I've already booked a plane ticket to Italy."
Zheng Xian asked, "Are you going to watch over Wuhai?"
"Why would I watch over him? Just throw him into the hotel and lock the door. I'll go out with Brother Jiawei. I've always wanted to go to the Roman Colosseum and the Milan Cathedral," Wu Lin said.
The Colosseum and the Milan Cathedral again. For some reason, when he heard these two familiar attractions, Yuan Zhou felt like laughing.
Wu Lin and Zheng Xian did not exchange greetings for long and left respectively. As for Yuan Zhou's loyal little fangirl, Tang Xi, she stayed to watch Yuan Zhou's sculpture.
"Boss Yuan's knife skills are getting better and better, and I feel that there are so many variations," Tang Xi said with stars in her eyes.
In any creative industry, talent was a must. Kang Hu was the one who gained the most from the observation group of the Green Chef's Association.
Sculpture.
Observing cattle at the ranch.
Practicing ox-dismembering knife.
Reading ancient books.
Trying to cook ancient dishes.
These were the things that Yuan Zhou was busy with in his free time in the following week. It was very fulfilling and happy. To Yuan Zhou, it was best to learn something practical.
Yuan Zhou finished learning 《Mixing Incense》 and 《Don't Drink》.
When he finished learning 《Don't Drink》 and combined with the current ingredients provided by the system, Yuan Zhou could make eight dishes of hangover relieving snacks and two kinds of hangover tea, all of which were top-notch.
"Although my liquor is good and I won't have a headache after drinking too much, can I consider making a Hangover Relieving Set Meal?" Yuan Zhou stroked his chin and considered.
The system suddenly displayed, "The Hangover Relieving Set Meal is decided by the host. So the price is decided by the host."
"Oh, so I can set the price myself," while speaking, Yuan Zhou was a little excited.
The Hangover Relieving Set Meal made Yuan Zhou think about it again.
During the meal time, as Wuhai wasn't around, the atmosphere of the restaurant was a little different.
Just as Qin Xiaoyi and Gao Fan said, without the black beast eyeing at the side and snatching the food, the customers didn't feel so motivated to snatch the food.
They were probably tortured by Wuhai to the point that they had to go back to Stockholm.
Another night, Yuan Zhou came back from the ranch.
"Thank you, Master Liang. I've troubled you every night." Yuan Zhou paid the bill and got off the car.
"Boss Yuan, you're being too polite. Don't mention it." Master Liang waved his hand and then asked, "Are we going to do it as usual tomorrow?"
"Um … I probably won't go to the ranch for the time being. So don't bother me, Master Liang," Yuan Zhou said.
Master Liang said, "Okay. If Boss Yuan wants to go there again, call me at any time. I'm on 24 hours a day."
While they were talking, Master Liang received another order.
"Boss Yuan, I'm leaving now," Master Liang said.
"Take care. Be careful," Yuan Zhou reminded him.
Master Liang answered loudly and then drove to the address of the order.
He returned to the restaurant from the end of Taoxi Road.
"I think it's about time," sitting on the bed, Yuan Zhou muttered to himself.
That's right. Half a month after he obtained the Ding Style Dismembering Knife, which meant that he had been to the ranch for more than 10 days, Yuan Zhou felt that he could perform the Skillful Dismembering Ox for the first time!
He was ready to do something big.
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