Wang Jike didn't check in any luggage, so he walked out of the plane five minutes after his flight arrived, according to the flight registration.
Wang Jike lived up to his reputation. Although he was in his sixties, his back was even straighter than a young man's. Moreover, his steps were exactly the same as if they were measured with a ruler.
He was dressed in a black casual outfit, but it was neatly ironed, and he was carrying a small black suitcase in his hand.
His hair was even darker and thicker than Wang Qiang's. Wang Qiang knew that his father would dye his hair black every year.
"Dad, let me get the suitcase for you," Wang Qiang ran up and said flatteringly.
"No need," Wang Jike refused with a frown.
Wang Qiang felt guilty but immediately said, "Dad, let me introduce you. Actually, I've met them before. This is my friend, Liu …"
Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Qiang was surprised to find that Liu Li's obviously fat body had disappeared from his side.
"Uh," Wang Qiang looked around but couldn't find him.
Wang Jike stood still and asked, "Do you need to wait for your friend?"
"No need. He might have something to do and left first," Wang Qiang said. "Dad, let me take you to Head Chef Yuan's place."
"It's not business hours yet. Why are you going to Head Chef Yuan's place?" Wang Jike asked. "I didn't tell you beforehand. It's impolite to visit him now."
Wang Qiang could only nod, not daring to refute.
"Take me to your place," Wang Jike said after a moment of silence.
"Oh," Wang Qiang agreed. "I'll get a room at the hotel."
The driver was already waiting for them at the parking lot. Wang Qiang actually wanted to sit in the front passenger seat, but due to Wang Jike's deterrence, he sat in the back seat obediently.
Mobile phones were really convenient nowadays. In the past, they would have to make phone calls to book a room. Now, they could book a room on a travel app.
Along the way, Wang Qiang tried to find all kinds of topics to talk about, but Wang Jike was always indifferent. He would only be interested in chatting when it was related to cooking.
For example, Wang Qiang said, "I feel that Head Chef Yuan's knife skills are different from other chefs."
Wang Jike would answer, "It's not that I'm different from other chefs. It's just that Head Chef Yuan's Knife Skills have a system of their own. Any master that has been famous for a long time would have their own understanding of Knife Skills. It just depends on whether their personal style is strong enough."
Wang Qiang continued, "It's not a personal style. What I mean is that Head Chef Yuan has a set of knife skills."
"You have your own Knife Skills?" Wang Jike tilted his head and looked at Wang Qiang seriously.
Individual Knife Skill Style and Individual Knife Skill were two completely different concepts. The former could not be learned by others, while the latter could be learned by everyone, but it depended on individual talent.
Just as Wang Jike had said, Masters all had their own unique style, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to become Masters, but individual knife skills …
Wang Jike didn't say anything. Looking at his expression, it was hard to tell whether he believed it or not.
The airport wasn't far from the Hilton Hotel, but it wasn't close either. While the father and son were chatting awkwardly, the car arrived at the Hilton Hotel in Chenghua District.
Speaking of the Hilton Hotel, there was an interesting matter. Originally, the Hilton Hotel in Chenghua District was just a building. Since its opening in 2017, its business had always been good. Therefore, there were plans to expand the hotel.
But after the Hilton Hotel bought the building next to it, the hotel was still full of customers.
The Hilton Hotel was very clear about this. Although its motto was "Did you smile at the customers today?" Actually, there was another phrase that was more appropriate: "Did you lower your head to money today?"
In the Hilton Hotel in Chenghua District, there was a special "Chengdu Tourist Information Counter (Including the Guide to Queuing in Yuanzhou shop)" at the front desk. Not only that, there was also a special wake-up service.
As long as one called the front desk and asked when one wanted to eat in Yuanzhou shop, the front desk would wake one up at a suitable time and drive one to queue up.
If one wanted to earn money, one had to have the attitude to earn money. It wasn't that one had to kneel down and lick the boss's boots. Rather, one couldn't want to earn money while acting like someone owed one millions of dollars.
"Dad, put your stuff down first. We will go to Head Chef Yuan's place after resting for a while," Wang Qiang said.
Wang Jike nodded and got the room card from the front desk. After leaving Wang Qiang behind, he headed to his room.
Then, Wang Qiang returned to his room and sent a message to Hao Cheng and the others. Once again, they gathered in Huang Fei's room.
Wang Qiang and the others had booked a suite. Therefore, Liu Li and Hao Cheng were sitting in the living room of Huang Fei's room.
"Liu Li, you are truly a good friend …" Wang Qiang knocked on the door and entered. When he saw the plump body on the sofa, he heard Liu Li's voice before he could finish his sentence.
"Brother Qiang, why didn't you wait for me? I only went to the toilet and I was nowhere to be seen." Liu Li patted his belly and said, "Look at my size. I was sweating profusely after searching the terminal. Do you think it was easy for me?"
"Brother Qiang, can't you and Uncle Wang wait for me?" Liu Li said with a tone of grievance.
Wang Qiang was stunned. Thinking about it this way, it seemed that he really was going to leave immediately. Therefore, he, who originally wanted to "denounce" him, was at a loss for words for a moment.
"Cough, cough. Why didn't you tell me before you went to the toilet? I thought you were already back. "
Liu Li's eyes widened. "How is that possible? I promised to accompany you. I will definitely do what I said. I am a timely rain in Jianghu! "
"Moreover, I thought it would only take a minute or two. I will be back soon, so I didn't tell you," Liu Li said.
"Sorry, sorry. It's my fault," Wang Qiang felt that he had gone overboard.
"It's alright, Brother Qiang. Is Uncle Wang staying in this hotel now?" Liu Li waved his hand to show his generosity before asking with concern.
"Yes, he is," Wang Qiang nodded.
"Then let's go pay a visit to Head Chef Wang Jike later," Hao Cheng said. Out of courtesy, Wang Jike, one of the Five Tigers of Jiangsu Cuisine, was here. They naturally had to pay a visit.
At about 4: 20, Wang Qiang led the three to his father's room.
Wang Qiang took a deep breath and knocked on the door. "Peng, peng." The crisp sound of knocking was heard.
"Come in." Wang Jike opened the door and welcomed the four into the room.
In fact, Wang Jike did not rest for long in the room. Looking around, he did not change his clothes. Chengdu's morning newspaper was spread out on the desk.
After entering the room, Wang Jike sat in the main seat, while Hao Cheng, Huang Fei, Liu Li, and Wang Qiang sat in the guest seats.
"Dad, these are my friends Huang Fei, Hao Cheng, and Liu Li. You should have met them before," Wang Qiang said.
"Yes, I know them all," Wang Jike said. "Hao Cheng, how much have you learned about your master's Soviet-style pastries?"
As expected, the first thing he asked was about cooking. He did not even bother to be polite.
Hao Cheng replied, "Uh … I'm still quite a distance away from my master. Currently, I'm mainly focusing on Suxi cuisine."
Like Sichuan cuisine, Suxi cuisine was divided into several schools, mainly Jinling, Huaiyang, Suxi, and Xuhai. Among them, Xuhai was more salty, similar to Shandong cuisine. Suxi was light and focused on color and fragrance. Huaiyang was more sweet and salty, and Jinling focused on knife skills and elegance.
"Hmm, very good. Focused school. Cooking doesn't depend on how many cuisines you have mastered, but how far you can study one of them," Wang Jike said.
Hao Cheng said, "Thank you for your advice, Head Chef Wang Jike. My master said the same thing."
"I just had a meal with Brother Huang a few days ago. He told me that the kid in his house has great cooking talent." Wang Jike turned to look at Huang Fei and asked, "Have you been working hard to fulfill your talent?"
"I've been polishing my basic skills. I feel that there's still room for improvement," Huang Fei replied.
Wang Jike nodded. "Yes, your basic skills must be solid. Otherwise, no matter how talented you are, it's all just a castle in the air.
"Thank you, Head Chef Wang. I'll keep that in mind," Huang Fei said.
"Liu Li, you promised me before that you want to lose weight. No matter what craft, your body is more basic than your basic skills. If you're too fat, your body's functions, condition, and sensitivity will decrease." Wang Jike's gaze stopped on Liu Li, and his expression gradually became sharp.
"That …" Liu Li didn't know how to answer, so he could only stammer.
"Dad, we should go. If we don't go now, we won't be able to line up," Wang Qiang said in time.
"Hmm … I'll organize a private training class for you when we get back. Go at least three times a week." Wang Jike stood up.
"Uncle Wang, you don't have to spend money. I can do it myself," Liu Li hurriedly said.
"It's not a big deal." Wang Jike said, "If you think it's a big deal, you can transfer the money for the private training class to me in private. I'm fine with it."
After that, Wang Jike didn't have any intention of negotiating and followed Wang Qiang into the elevator.
Liu Li didn't know what expression to show. He could only hang his head and follow behind.
Wang Qiang expressed helplessly.
Speaking of which, Wang Jike had always given face to Wang Qiang in front of others since he was young. Even when he was in elementary school and did badly in his exams, he had never reprimanded him in front of his classmates.
As for the gym, Wang Jike was a person born in the 50s, but he often went to the gym.
Could you believe it? Even now, Wang Jike still had abdominal and back muscles.
Just like what Wang Jike had said earlier, the body was the most basic. He had yet to surpass Hang Tian, so he had to maintain a healthy body.
In fact, Wang Qiang was secretly thinking that with his father's current body, he would be able to live longer than the other four tigers. When that time came …
Wang Qiang and the others were slightly late. They couldn't make it to the first batch, so they could only line up in the second batch.
As the dinnertime of the Yuanzhou shop approached, the line got longer and longer.
Wang Jike asked, "Is there always this many people lining up at Head Chef Yuan's restaurant every day?"
"We just got our number plates. Head Chef Yuan's restaurant isn't full. Rather, it's empty for more than a minute during business hours," Wang Qiang said, "If you get your number plate, you will be able to get a seat. There are many customers who didn't get their number plates."
"Um, it's similar to what the newspapers said," Wang Jike nodded.
"Dad, are we really not going to talk to Head Chef Yuan?" Wang Qiang brought up this matter again.
Wang Jike said, "How rude are you to pay a visit at the last minute during business hours? Just treat me as a customer and eat here. Of course, I want to try the Yangzhou trident that you have been bragging about. "
When he said the last sentence, Wang Jike showed a rare emotional fluctuation. Obviously, he didn't think he would lose to Yuan Zhou.
In a competition of the same dish, knife skills, heat control, seasoning, and other aspects had to be equal. As for winning or losing, the other dish had to be better than the other in one aspect. That was normal.
The Yangzhou trident was Wang Jike's signature dish. How could he feel inferior to others? Moreover, if Wang Jike admitted defeat so easily, he wouldn't be Wang Jike.
In Wang Jike's opinion, Yuan Zhou's Yangzhou trident had its own merits.
Each had its own merits. This was already a very high evaluation. One ought to know that Yuan Zhou was only from Sichuan and had never lived in Su Province before.
"Looks like I won't be able to recover today," Huang Fei sighed inwardly.
On the other side, Hao Cheng also felt that regardless of the outcome, it would be impossible for this day to pass peacefully.
The first batch of customers entered the restaurant to order dishes. Speaking of which, it was similar to the incident where Hai Di was defeated by 9 RMB.
A friend posted a post titled "Poor Traveler Punching Card in The Kitchen God". Different from Hai Di's post that intentionally took advantage of others, this post titled "Poor Traveler Punching Card in The Kitchen God" was more upright.
He ordered a 98 RMB 100 Style of Rice Cuisine, ate a meal at the Master Chef Restaurant, and then left in a hurry. Even if it was said that he had been to the most famous restaurant in China, he would still be someone who had eaten in it.
Although 98 RMB wasn't a small amount, it was definitely affordable for most people.
Besides, the cooking methods of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine were various and not conventional.
Many people were discussing, "I suggest we order it before the meal and have a good meal to stimulate the appetite." "I strongly recommend it after the meal. Otherwise, if you eat Yuan Zhou's dishes and then eat other dishes, it will be tasteless!"
There was still a heated debate about before and after the meal. To put it bluntly, they were discussing whether they should go after the meal or eat after the meal. After all, a bowl of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine definitely wouldn't fill them up.
However, this debate hadn't reached a conclusion yet.
The second batch of customers, including Wang Qiang, entered the restaurant.
Wang Qiang, Hao Cheng, Huang Fei, and Liu Li ordered the dishes according to their own plan.
Wang Jike ordered BBQ Recipe, Barbecued Roast Duck, and Barbecued Mandarin Fish straightforwardly.
As a matter of fact, BBQ Recipe used to be called Barbecued Suckling Pig, so the Yangzhou trident was actually three dishes with the word "fork", which had no other meaning. At the same time, the trident could be said to be one of the three must-have dishes in a Yangzhou banquet.
Although Wang Jike ordered the dishes first, he was still the one who paid the bill. After all, he was the elder and directly said that he would pay.
The other four naturally didn't dare to say anything. They could only thank him one by one, order their dishes quietly and then sit down.
"Don't look at me. Just do what you usually do," Wang Jike said indifferently when he saw the four of them being a little reserved.
"Ok, dad."
"Yes, Head Chef Wang Jike."
After they answered, they turned their eyes to Yuan Zhou and couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief inwardly.
After Wang Jike said that, he also turned his eyes to Yuan Zhou in the kitchen.
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