"Fast and precise speed." Wang Jike looked at Yuan Zhou's cooking skills and said inwardly.
Like Wang Qiang and the other three, Wang Jike also looked at Yuan Zhou while Yuan Zhou was cooking.
Wang Qiang paid attention to his father from time to time, because he knew that his father liked to correct other people's small mistakes.
This was The Kitchen God. Wang Qiang was afraid that if his father spoke too loudly, the five of them wouldn't be able to walk out of the restaurant.
Even when Zhou Jia carried the dishes to them one by one, Wang Jike didn't say anything, not even a word of comment.
Wang Qiang, who was trembling with fear, suddenly understood. He felt that he was a little silly because of his father's arrival. If Yuan Zhou still had small mistakes that needed to be corrected, he wouldn't be Yuan Zhou.
"After all, Yuan Zhou is known as the Compass of Culinary Skills, a person who can measure culinary skills by drawing circles." Wang Qiang also had a lot of thoughts in his mind.
After a person became famous, many rumors would change. For example, the nickname "Compass" was obviously given by Yin Ya because Yuan Zhou always did things by the book.
Now, people called him "Compass" because Boss Yuan's culinary skills had its own circles and his cooking skills were as precise as a compass drawing a picture.
Before the dishes arrived, the fragrance came first. The fragrance alone was enough to whet people's appetite.
Seeing the three forks carried to him, Wang Jike didn't waste any time and directly picked up the chopsticks to eat. For the other two dishes, the BBQ recipes focused on the heat control and the seasoning was slightly inferior to that of the Barbecued Pork Duck and Barbecued Pork Mandarin Fish.
For a master chef like him and Yuan Zhou, it was impossible for there to be any flaws. Therefore, Wang Jike ate the Barbecued Pork Mandarin Fish and the BBQ recipe first.
Wang Jike was very restrained. The BBQ recipe was eaten according to the traditional method of sweet flour sauce, scallions, pepper, salt, and a hollow steamed bun.
The steamed bun was soft and glutinous. Matched with the crispy and oil-free pork skin and the soft and tender rib meat, it had a unique taste.
"Hmm, the heat control, knife skills, and seasoning are excellent. They are comparable to mine." With this thought in mind, Wang Jike resisted the urge to take another bite and then extended his chopsticks to the barbecued braised mandarin fish.
Naturally, the taste of this Barbecued Braised Mandarin Fish did not disappoint Wang Jike. It had reached the peak of what this dish could achieve. The surface was golden yellow like the noon sun, shiny and glossy, and the fresh and tender fish inside had a jade-like luster. Once it was picked up, a fresh fragrance assailed his nostrils.
Wang Jike first tasted the original taste with his mouth. Then, he picked up a piece of mandarin fish with the skin still intact and lightly dipped it into the sauce and vinegar on the side of the plate.
After dipping the tender and crispy fish into the sauce and vinegar, it tasted even more delicious than crab.
"Not bad." Wang Jike nodded to himself. Then, he turned his attention to the last dish, the Barbecued Roast Duck.
In fact, when they first ate the Yangzhou trident, the chef would first show the trident to the guests, then take out the fork in front of everyone and cut it into slices on the spot for everyone to eat.
Nowadays, Wang Jike rarely did this, but just now, Yuan Zhou strictly followed this old tradition and did it in front of them.
The last dish was the Barbecued Roast Duck. As a matter of fact, Wang Jike had high expectations for this dish.
The reason was that this dish required the fat of the pig to be sandwiched between the duck meat. If the fat of the pig was not added, the duck meat would be too dry and lose its plump fragrance.
However, due to the rapid progress of modern society and the rapid improvement of the diet, people no longer preferred oily food. Therefore, the problem for this dish was how to be plump and greasy so that people could accept it.
Of course, after so many years of research, Wang Jike had naturally solved this problem. But he wanted to see how Yuan Zhou would solve this problem.
After all, the Barbecued Roast Duck not only needed to be sandwiched between the duck meat but also needed to be wrapped in pig fat and then fried and roasted.
Now, this Barbecued Roast Duck was cut into slices and placed on the plate. On one side of the plate, there was the sweet flour sauce and the other side was the bright and ruddy tomato sauce.
Wang Jike picked up a piece of the Barbecued Roast Duck and stuffed it into his mouth.
The golden crispy outer shell instantly softened when it came into contact with the warm mouth cavity, emitting the fragrance of fried egg.
With a sound of "Ca Ca", the outer shell softened, but it tasted burnt and crispy, just like the burnt edges of fried egg. The fragrance of oil and egg filled the mouth cavity.
Very soon, he chewed the duck meat wrapped inside. When his tongue touched the tender and smooth duck meat, a stream of meat juice burst out, filling Wang Jike's mouth with the flavor of duck meat.
Although the duck meat was obviously tender, the more he chewed, the more fragrant it was. In the end, there was even a faint mellow fragrance of Shao Wine.
It was this faint fragrance of Shao Wine that made the taste of the entire Barbecued Roast Duck appear rounder and more perfect.
"It's indeed delicious." Wang Jike squinted his eyes and carefully savored the aftertaste of the recipe.
After quite a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Yuan Zhou with a burning gaze.
That's right. After Wang Jike ate up the three Yangzhou Tridents, he understood what the inexplicable difference his son Wang Qiang had mentioned was.
Thinking of that, Wang Jike couldn't help looking at Wang Qiang.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Wang Qiang felt his father looking at him and immediately put down the chopsticks.
The other three also stopped eating. In fact, they had a tacit understanding and didn't eat the tridents. Only Wang Jike moved his chopsticks.
"When will you be able to learn five points from Head Chef Yuan?" Wang Jike asked.
"This … that …" Wang Qiang was instantly stumped, not knowing how to answer.
"Forget it. When will I be able to learn three points?" Wang Jike said, "When this is over, come back with me and undergo closed-door special training."
"No, no, no," Wang Qiang quivered and shook his head repeatedly.
What was closed-door special training? This was a method invented by Wang Jike to practice his culinary skills.
Every day, he would eat the dishes he cooked himself. After that, he would maintain a high-intensity training regime. When he got hungry, he would cook whatever he wanted to eat. Once, Wang Qiang had followed his father and trained like this for half a month. He almost went crazy.
However, once Wang Jike made up his mind, there was no room for negotiation. He lowered his head and continued eating the tridents. Firstly, it was delicious. As a native of the Jiangsu Province, he liked to eat it. Secondly, he had heard of the rules of the restaurant before coming here, which was to finish everything.
Wang Qiang couldn't tell what the difference was. Huang Fei, Liu Li, and Hao Cheng couldn't tell either. That was because their culinary skills weren't up to par.
The difference between the two tridents wasn't very big, but it couldn't be very big either.
The reason why Jiangsu Cuisine could be commercialized so well was due to the promotion of the Five Tigers.
As one of the Five Tigers, Wang Jike had participated in the improvement of Jiangsu Cuisine. After all, the taste was different across the country. Therefore, it was necessary to improve the taste to suit the local taste while also allowing outsiders to get used to it.
Strictly speaking, the standard tridents in the major restaurants of the Jiangsu Province were practically improved based on Wang Jike's tridents. The improvement method was actually very simple. Slightly reduce the grease and pay more attention to the fullness of the tridents.
The tridents made by Yuan Zhou had the perfect ratio of fullness and grease without removing the grease.
Yuan Zhou was finding a balance between the two, while Wang Jike was reducing the grease and leaving the fullness. However, it was hard to say whose tridents were better. Most people couldn't even tell which was better.
But for the locals of Jiangsu Province, it was easy to tell. Take Wang Jike for example. He liked the tridents made by Yuan Zhou more.
That was because it reminded Wang Jike of when he was young, eating a trident.
"This has taught me a lesson. Greasy isn't a derogatory term. To be precise, greasy wasn't a derogatory term in the past," Wang Jike said inwardly.
Nowadays, greasy, greasy uncle, middle-aged greasy were all bad words. Greasy food wasn't a good word either.
But in the past, greasy only referred to "food with a lot of oil". It was a neutral term without any derogatory meaning.
Just like what Lao She wrote in Camel Xiangzi, "At Hu Niu's age, this is her first child, and she lacks exercise. Moreover, the fetus is very big, and because of her gluttony during pregnancy …"
Of course, from this, one could see that the quality of people's lives had improved.
After finishing, Wang Jike took the lead to leave. But when he reached the door, he stopped.
"When does Head Chef Yuan's lunch service end?" Wang Jike asked.
Wang Qiang answered, "Two o 'clock."
"Um. You guys can go back first. I will wait here for Head Chef Yuan to rest," Wang Jike said.
"Dad, that …" Before Wang Qiang could finish, he was interrupted by Wang Jike, "You are right this time. When it comes to tridents, I am indeed not as good as Head Chef Yuan."
The moment Wang Jike said that, Huang Fei, Hao Cheng, and Liu Li were dumbfounded. It was actually true.
That was Wang Jike!
The atmosphere became awkward. On one hand, it was due to the shock, and on the other hand, it was because they didn't know what to say.
"Actually, Uncle Wang isn't the same. I feel that both your and Head Chef Yuan's tridents are delicious," Liu Li comforted.
"A loss is a loss. What's there to admit?" Wang Jike waved his hand and said, "It's okay to admit defeat as long as you don't think you will lose forever."
"You guys can go do whatever you want." Wang Jike suddenly thought of something, "I heard that you guys came here to learn culinary skills. Show me your notes."
"Uh …"
Wang Qiang, Hao Cheng, Huang Fei, and Liu Li were all dumbfounded. They stood rooted to the ground like wooden pillars.
"What's wrong? You can't show me what you remember? "Wang Jike asked.
"No, no", "I can show you", "Uncle Wang, what are you talking about?", "Right here".
The four of them took out their notebooks slowly. Wang Jike took his son's notebook first.
There were five pages of notes. Wang Jike flipped through them casually and nodded in satisfaction, "Five pages of notes for a meal. Not bad."
Then, Wang Jike took Liu Li's notebook. His face gradually turned livid as he looked at the four of them.
He asked, "If I'm not mistaken, these pages of notes are the notes you guys took in the past one or two weeks in Chengdu?"
As Wang Qiang's notebook did not have a date, Wang Jike did not notice it. However, Liu Li's notebook had an accurate date. So …
Then, Wang Jike took a look at Huang Fei and Hao Cheng's notebooks. The four of them were about the same.
"Do you guys think learning culinary skills is a sightseeing tour?" Wang Jike asked.
Wang Qiang, Huang Fei, Hao Cheng, and Liu Li did not dare to say anything.
"Head Chef Yuan's culinary skills are excellent. Even I enjoy the delicacies here. But do you guys still remember what you came here for?" Wang Jike asked.
"If you are here to taste Head Chef Yuan's delicacies, staying for one or two weeks is fine. With Head Chef Yuan's culinary skills, you can even stay for a year," Wang Jike said, "But don't come here with the excuse of learning culinary skills. What do you guys call this? Working hard to show others? You guys are still trying hard to convince yourselves. "
"Oh, I'm sorry. I might have misunderstood you guys. You guys have also successfully convinced yourselves that you are working hard to come all the way here to learn culinary skills," Wang Jike said.
In the beginning, Hao Cheng and the other three only lowered their heads subconsciously. After all, Wang Jike was a senior and had great culinary skills. They could only accept his scolding.
However, following Wang Jike's words, the four of them realized their own problems. They seemed to have really convinced themselves, convinced themselves that they had worked very hard.
"I'm sorry, Head Chef Wang", "Uncle Wang, I'm sorry", "Dad, I was indeed slacking."
"Why are you apologizing to me?" Wang Jike asked.
Then, the four of them said in unison, "We are sorry to ourselves."
"Hehe, you guys have been eating well and sleeping well for the past two weeks. Why are you still sorry to yourself?" Wang Jike said, "Why are there so many apologies?"
"Go back to the hotel and think about it," Wang Jike said.
Hao Cheng, Liu Li, and Huang Fei bade farewell and prepared to leave. Wang Qiang was about to leave as well, but he was stopped by Wang Jike.
"Little Qiang, stay here. I still have something to tell you," Wang Jike said.
Wang Qiang instantly felt uncomfortable, but he could only agree, "Okay, dad."
Then, Wang Jike and Wang Qiang sat at the entrance of the restaurant, waiting for the opening hours to end.
They were the second batch to line up, so it was still early after they finished eating. They waited outside for more than an hour.
After such a long time, Wang Qiang was tired, but Wang Jike was still sitting upright and meticulously.
Wang Qiang wanted to say, "I'm old, my waist can't take it anymore." But if he said that in front of his father, he would probably be beaten to death.
At 2: 10 in the afternoon, the last customer left. After Yuan Zhou cleaned up the kitchen, he went to the entrance and stretched himself. Then, he saw Wang Qiang and Wang Jike.
Yuan Zhou definitely knew Wang Qiang, but he wasn't familiar with the person beside him.
"Hello, Head Chef Yuan. I'm Wang Jike, a chef from Jiangsu Cuisine. Thank you for taking care of these kids these days," Wang Jike said.
"Are you Wang Jike, one of the Five Tigers, Head Chef Wang?" Yuan Zhou immediately reacted.
The chef's circle was neither big nor small, but there were only a few famous people in each cuisine. Of course, Yuan Zhou knew the name Wang Jike.
"I didn't expect Head Chef Yuan to have heard of my name," Wang Jike said with a smile.
"Of course, Head Chef Wang is a master of Jiangsu Cuisine," Yuan Zhou said, "I've been preparing to pay a visit to Jiangsu Province, but I never had the chance."
What he said was true. When Yuan Zhou was interacting with the masters, Wang Jike was one of the chefs that Yuan Zhou wanted to interact with the most.
But as a famous chef, Wang Jike was too much of a homebody. He either went to the gym or stayed at home to practice his culinary skills. He never had the chance.
Wang Jike said, "I don't deserve to be called a master of Jiangsu Cuisine. Head Chef Yuan's attainments in Jiangsu Cuisine have already surpassed mine."
"It's not like that, Head Chef Wang. My attainments in Jiangsu Cuisine came from standing on the shoulders of giants." Yuan Zhou said seriously, "When I was learning Jiangsu Cuisine, Head Chef Wang's Wang's Jiangsu Cuisine gave me a lot of inspiration."
Every time the system rewarded a cuisine, it was the essence of that cuisine. To be more precise, it was the giants standing on the pyramids, and Yuan Zhou standing on the shoulders of the giants on the pyramids.
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