"The color is really transparent, with only a tinge of brown," Ji Yi observed.
Zhou Shijie directly opened the small bottle and smelled it. Then he said, "A mushroom soup made of dried shiitake mushrooms? There doesn't seem to be any other special ingredients. "
"Go away. What can your nose smell? Let me do it." Ji Yi also opened the glass bottle and came to the same conclusion. It was a mushroom soup made of dried shiitake mushrooms. There was nothing special about it.
"The only special thing is that the mushroom soup is a little cold. Obviously, it has been chilled in the freezer." Ji Yi was stunned and then said, "It's chilled."
Ji Yi, Zhou Shijie, and Tan Kuohai were not stupid. Besides, they were all masters in the field of cooking. So they came to their senses immediately.
"Is it that simple?" Then, Ji Yi tried his idea. He poured all the ingredients of the real perfume soup into a porcelain bowl and stirred it immediately.
Ji Yi said, "It's just as I expected!"
"It's quite a clever idea. Most people can't think of it."
"Now I can understand why the real perfume hasn't been passed down. It's because once others are told, the real perfume might not exist anymore."
Zhou Shijie and Tan Kuohai's reactions were the same as Ji Yi's. They looked like they had just been enlightened.
Zhong Lili, who didn't even know how to cook, was shivering at the side. She didn't know what the three big shots meant when they exclaimed, "So that's how it is, it's so simple," and so on. She only knew that this bowl of noodles tasted better than the one without the real perfume.
"This should be the real perfume," Tan Kuohai said in his heart. Tan Kuohai thought to himself. He had to admit that this method was indeed more practical than the one he had thought of.
"How did Yuan come up with this method?" Zhou Shijie asked curiously.
Zhou Shijie was quite clear about what kind of person Yuan Zhou was. If he could solve the problem by himself, he would never bother others. But since Yuan Zhou had used the problem to communicate with him, it was definitely something that Yuan Zhou couldn't think of. Therefore, Zhou Shijie was curious about how Yuan Zhou thought of it later.
It was not a secret to ask a naughty kid. Yuan Zhou told them about his conversation with the naughty kid.
But Zhou Shijie, Tan Kuohai, Ji Yi, and Zhong Lili were all stunned. That's right. Zhong Lili understood it this time. Yuan Zhou could find this method because of a little kid who was still in elementary school.
Not to mention Zhou Shijie, Tan Kuohai, and Ji Yi, Zhong Lili would never ask a primary school student for help if she had any problem that she couldn't solve, even if she had consulted an expert in this field.
The higher one's status was, the more difficult it was for them to be shameless. Precisely speaking, the more they had, the more considerations they had.
Anyway, it was impossible for Zhou Shijie, Ji Yi, and Tan Kuohai to ask someone outside the chef's circle for advice on cooking.
Wasn't it like they were going backward?
The crux of the matter was that Yuan Zhou had done that and he had really succeeded in getting great inspiration.
"Head Chef Yuan is really a perfect example of the saying 'quick and eager to learn and not ashamed to ask questions'." Ji Yi couldn't help sighing with emotion.
"Not ashamed. The naughty kid is very smart," Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
"That's true. The Qing Dynasty has been gone for more than 100 years. How could there be a low status?" Zhou Shijie said, "Yuan, you have really taught us a lesson."
"Eh … the naughty kid is really smart, much smarter than ordinary kids," Yuan Zhou repeated again.
Not only Yuan Zhou, but also everyone else in the restaurant believed that this naughty kid would become a great person when he grew up.
"I understand. You can't think that you are superior to others in your heart." Ji Yi nodded his head to show that he understood. Then, he said, "Nowadays, the rich think they are superior to the poor and the knowledgeable think they are superior to the ignorant. This has almost become a fixed state."
Yuan Zhou opened his mouth and prepared to say something, but before he said anything, he found one thing. The character progress changed from (8/20) to (10/20).
Before Yuan Zhou asked in his heart, the system displayed automatically, "Congratulations, host. You have convinced Ji Yi and Tan Kuohai. The mission progress is more than half."
This was out of Yuan Zhou's expectation. It was a pleasant surprise.
As for Zhong Lili, it didn't matter to the system whether she admired Yuan Zhou or not, because she had nothing to do with a master chef.
The four of them talked for a while more. Only when it was almost time to prepare the ingredients for dinner did Yuan Zhou leave the Chef's Alliance Building. Zhou Shijie had originally asked Zhong Lili to send him back, but Yuan Zhou refused.
Yuan Zhou hailed a taxi at the roadside and directly got on the car and left.
"As the future Master Chef, should I buy a car by myself? Otherwise, I don't think I'm cool enough." In the car, Yuan Zhou thought about the possibility.
"Wait. If I buy a car, shouldn't I hire a driver? Forget it. " Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of this key problem. Therefore, he decided not to buy a car for the time being.
Speaking of which, why did he hire a driver instead of driving by himself? The reason was very simple. Yuan Zhou's parents passed away in a traffic accident. From then on, he didn't intend to drive by himself, nor could he.
In the Taoxi Road of Chengdu,
"What the hell? I can't get the quota of the pub no matter how hard I try."
"If the lottery draw wasn't hosted by Boss Yuan, I would really feel that there's an inside story."
"If it weren't for Chief Yuan, at least we could have dinner here."
Dinner time always seemed to pass faster than lunch time. She didn't know why, even though it was clearly two hours, but she didn't know why.
Before the pub time, Shin Min and Zheng Xian came to the shop first. At this time, Yuan Zhou was pondering over the Outline of Avian Cultivation. There was a little doubt about the breeding method of geese.
"Min, Sister Xian, what's the matter?" Yuan Zhou looked at the two people who came together.
Zheng Xian and Shin Min came to find Yuan Zhou for different matters. Zheng Xian let Shin Min speak first.
Shin Min specially came to ask, "Boss, I saw the A4 paper on the door. The night shift has been hired. When will it start?"
"Tomorrow night," Yuan Zhou said.
"That's good." Shin Min nodded.
Tonight was Shin Min's last day in the Yuanzhou shop. She thought that if she didn't hire the right person or if there was a discrepancy in the time, she could stay for another two days.
"Then I'll come again tomorrow and tell the new employees what they should pay attention to," Shin Min said.
Yuan Zhou didn't refuse.
"You have a bright future. Take it." Yuan Zhou took out a red envelope from the small bag behind him and handed it to her.
Some shops would give employees a red envelope after they quit, but it wasn't this thick …
Because it was too thick, the lapel of the red envelope couldn't cover it. It was clear that the money inside was all red.
Shin Min held it in her hand and quickly shook her head. "No, no. Boss, this is too much."
"Am I the boss or are you the boss?" Yuan Zhou said seriously.
Shin Min immediately said, "You are."
"So if I say it's okay, it's okay." Yuan Zhou said, "Everything needs money in a new city. Just work hard."
After working in the shop for more than three years, Shin Min certainly knew Yuan Zhou's character. As long as it was Yuan Zhou's decision, he wouldn't change.
Shin Min held the red envelope in her hand. She had cried at the farewell party yesterday, but after hearing Yuan Zhou's words, she couldn't help but cry again.
"This is about half a year's salary for Min. Boss Yuan, your farewell red envelope is quite generous." Zheng Xian smiled.
Hmm … Yuan Zhou just realized that a person's eyes could be so sharp. Just by looking at the envelope, he knew how much it was.
"Then, Boss, I'll go out to work." Shin Min held back her tears.
Yuan Zhou nodded. "Okay. Go."
She had to stand her last shift. Because it was the last few days for Shin Min to work, she didn't bring her bag. She directly left the red envelope with Zheng Xian.
As mentioned before, Zheng Xian and Shin Min were very close. Zheng Xian was also a strange girl. She came to the city alone from her hometown to work at a young age. She didn't even graduate from junior high.
That's right. Zheng Xian, who had never lost in the Drinking Game, Flying Flower Game, and Poetry Contest, didn't even finish junior high.
With such an educational background, she became the general agent of the Flawless Cosmetics Company in the southwest three provinces before the age of 35.
Although the Flawless Cosmetics Company couldn't be compared to many famous brands, it was a very big company that mainly focused on the domestic low-end market.
It was really incredible. No one knew how much effort Zheng Xian had put in and how much she had learned to get to where she was today.
Zheng Xian had once said that she couldn't sleep without drinking. It wasn't an excuse at all. When she saw that Shin Min treated her so well, it was because she had once wanted to have a big sister who treated her so well, but she didn't have one.
Back to the topic, when Shin Min was busy with the pub, Zheng Xian told him about her matter.
It turned out that it was her grandfather's 85th birthday. She wanted to invite her grandfather to the restaurant for a meal, so she told him some taboos in advance.
It was more troublesome for the elderly when it came to food. Zheng Xian was afraid that she wouldn't be able to explain it clearly.
"Okay, I'll keep it in mind." Yuan Zhou seriously wrote down all the requirements. Some of them were even recorded in his phone. He didn't mention that he could tell the customers' preferences at a glance.
"Thank you, Boss Yuan." Zheng Xian thanked him.
"You're welcome. It's the chef's responsibility to remember the taboos of the customers," Yuan Zhou said.
Zheng Xian said, "But I still have to thank you."
After saying that, Zheng Xian didn't stay in the restaurant anymore. She went to the pub. She was lucky today as she got the lottery.
Yuan Zhou lowered his head and continued to read his book. While reading, he murmured, "I feel like there's a problem. If we raise the goose like this, the goose meat definitely won't taste good."
For the whole night, Yuan Zhou's mind was on whether the goose meat tasted good or not. But because he thought too much about the goose meat, he kind of wanted to eat it.
Most of the time, when he was hungry at night, he would watch short videos or browse Weibo. He didn't know if it was intentional, but it would send him food. The more he watched, the hungrier he would get.
Sometimes, he was so angry that he couldn't stand it and ordered takeout … and then he gained weight.
But Yuan Zhou was different. As a chef, he could cook it himself if he wanted to eat it. Therefore, he added another dish for himself.
"Should I eat spiced goose, stewed goose, or steamed goose? I want to eat a light dish at night." Yuan Zhou decided to cook a steamed goose for himself.
Yuan Zhou first washed the goose from inside to outside and mixed a bowl of honey wine. He rubbed salt on the belly of the goose and stuffed the belly with scallions. Finally, he smeared the honey wine all over the belly. The utensil to carry the goose was a bamboo plate.
He put the goose on the plate and the plate on two bowls. One bowl was filled with water and the other bowl was filled with wine. Then, he sealed the pot and began to cook it. When the wine and water in the bowl were all boiled dry, he lifted the pot up and flipped it over.
This steamed goose took an hour to cook. It couldn't be eaten in other places because the cooking method was from the Qing Mu Biao. It was also a delicacy recorded in ancient books. Yuan Zhou made it exactly as recorded in the ancient books. The goose meat was as soft as mud.
As soon as he ate it, the fragrance of the goose meat and the wine blended together. In the end, there was a slight sweetness and saltiness. The rich texture exploded in his mouth and made him unable to stop eating.
"Humm. Delicious." Yuan Zhou nodded his head and evaluated himself.
Yuan Zhou was eating the steamed goose alone in the restaurant. He wanted to ask Wuhai why he didn't notice it and didn't come down from the slide.
It wasn't because Wuhai's alertness became lower, but because Wuhai was too far away from the art gallery. Or in other words, his nose wasn't that long.
"I cooked too much." Yuan Zhou sat on the seat after he finished the meal.
Yesterday, Yuan Zhou saw someone selling Wolf Teeth Potatoes on the street and then cooked a pot for himself after he came back.
"It's a little sinful to eat so much at night." Yuan Zhou decided to go to the gym this week and then train more.
During the break, Yuan Zhou pondered over the main mission. Although he had completed half of the mission, he still hadn't found a clue.
The key was that this mission wasn't like a popularity or reputation mission, which could be completed with time. If he didn't work hard and find a way to complete this mission, he might have to wait forever.
"I think the fastest way to make a Master Chef admire a person is to solve the master's problem or give him some enlightenment, just like what Head Chef Wang Jike did."
In fact, on the path of cooking, everyone would more or less encounter some problems. Even a Master Chef was no exception.
However, Yuan Zhou couldn't just go up and ask, "Do you have any unsolved problems? I'll help you solve them."
Was the Master Chef shameless?
"I still have to think about it." Suddenly, Yuan Zhou thought of something that the naughty kid once said: Sometimes, a difficult situation can be solved in another way, and it's a one-man smooth sailing situation.
"A one-man smooth sailing situation …" Yuan Zhou murmured this sentence and thought of something.
If he couldn't ask the Master Chef directly, what if he asked the Master Chef to ask him?
"What if there is such a gathering where all the master cooks gather together once a year or once in a while and then discuss the problems they have encountered?" Yuan Zhou felt this idea was quite feasible. "What if there is such a gathering every year or every so often?
"I can't be impatient about this. After all, to set up such a large gathering, I definitely need the assistance of the Chef's Association and other aspects. At present, I still have roast whole cow and the Young Chef Exchange Conference. I have to finish these things one by one." Yuan Zhou thought.
He wrote down the plan of the Master Chef's Gathering in detail, for fear that he would forget it when he needed it. After all, a good memory was not as good as a bad pen.
On the other side, the pub's business time was over. Shin Min cleaned up the pub, ran to say goodbye to Yuan Zhou, and then rushed to the station.
The driver of the last bus was still Master Yan. He was thin, but his driving skills were very good. He had been a driver for more than 20 years.
Seeing Shin Min get on the bus, Master Yan nodded at her, and the bus began to move.
"Master Yan, I won't be working part-time here the day after tomorrow." Shin Min said.
Although they didn't have much specific communication, Shin Min knew that this master's surname was Yan.
"What's wrong?" Master Yan asked.
"I graduated and am going to work in Shanghai." Shin Min said.
Master Yan stared at the road seriously and nodded when he heard that, "Oh, that's good. Shanghai is good. There are many opportunities in the international metropolis."
After a while, when the traffic light was green, Master Yan asked again, "Are there any young girls or young men who get off work so late on Taoxi Road in the future?"
"Yes, there is. My restaurant has recruited another shop assistant for the night shift." Shin Min was a little surprised and also a little heart-warming. She said seriously.
"Okay. Then I'll drive a little slower as usual." Master Yan said, "It's not easy for young people like you to work outside."
Shin Min thanked him again. Not long after, they arrived at the place. Shin Min got off the bus, and Master Yan drove the night bus to the terminal.
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