"Beef Wellington, medium well, Soy Sauce Rice of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine, and Swedish Meatball," Su Ruoyan reported the dishes.
Needless to say, it was Chu Xiao who appeared in the restaurant. Moreover, he had a good appetite and ordered one more Swedish Meatball than usual.
"Hey, isn't this Second Rash Chu? When did you come back? Why didn't you tell me? "Wuhai, who was about to leave after finishing his meal, glanced at Chu Xiao who had just entered the restaurant from the corner of his eyes.
Second Rash Chu was a nickname Wuhai gave to Chu Xiao recently. Ever since he knew the joke of "on the way", he mocked Chu Xiao for having a poor sense of direction.
No wonder Jiang Changxi wanted to catch Wuhai to plant trees. She didn't force him to do so at all. He got lost when he went out and even dared to mock others for having a poor sense of direction. He was absolutely so confident that he didn't even know his surname.
Chu Xiao didn't even raise his head, as if he hadn't heard anything. He continued eating.
Speaking of which, Chu Xiao was quite indifferent. He would not speak unless necessary. He would only quarrel with Ling Hong.
But today, Ling Hong still didn't come …
"Um. It seems that he has deeply realized that his IQ needs to be topped up. He doesn't dare to talk with me anymore." Wuhai thought so in his heart, so he looked very happy.
"Let's go, Little Xi. I have a guest today." Wuhai left the restaurant arrogantly.
"Okay." Zhou Xi followed him eagerly. Someone who could be called a guest by Eaves Wu was definitely not an ordinary person.
As Zhou Xi had been following Wuhai for a long time, Wuhai was now used to having a little follower.
Zheng Jiawei had also consciously trained Zhou Xi to be Wuhai's assistant. He would instruct Zhou Xi on many things related to painting.
Zhou Xi could be considered to be very awesome to turn chasing a star into a career.
On the other side, in the Hilton Huanpeng Hotel not far from The Kitchen God, another large group of Jiangsu Cuisine chefs checked in.
That's right, they were the ones who came with Old Master Wang Huai.
Of the Five Tigers of Jiangsu Cuisine, three were here — Wang Jike, Hang Tian, and Yu Jiao. There were also some more famous chefs of Huaiyang Cuisine, but there was no need to list them one by one.
Although Master Wang Huai was already seventy years old, he was still very energetic. Chen Pianzhen and Gu Chen had just discussed this matter in the morning, and by the afternoon, he had already arrived at Chengdu and checked in.
This time, Liu Li, Wang Qiang, Huang Fei, and Hao Cheng, who treated The Kitchen God as a classroom, were the receptionists.
However, the problem was that the arrangement of the famous chefs of Jiangsu Cuisine was not over —
"Yes, hello, Uncle Wang. Yes, yes, no problem."
"Tomorrow? I will try my best to arrange it … No, I will definitely arrange it. "
"No problem, Uncle. Look at what you're saying. I've been in Chengdu for more than a month. There's definitely no problem."
"Understood, don't worry."
Wang Qiang, Liu Li, Hao Cheng, and Huang Fei were very busy on the phone. As mentioned before, the four of them all had masters, so they naturally knew a lot of famous chefs in the culinary world.
Many famous chefs had never been to Chengdu, so they naturally had to find acquaintances to arrange it. After thinking about it, Hao Cheng's group of four was the most suitable.
Although the Hilton Hotel had been expanded, it still couldn't hold so many people in such a short time. It was not only Master Su Cuisine who was interested in Skillfully Dismembering a Cow, but also many chefs from other cuisines.
Cantonese Cuisine Three Pearls, on the way here on horseback … What strange thing mixed in? Wrong, it was on the way here on the plane.
"Brother Qiang, how many people on your side?" Liu Li asked.
"Thirteen," Wang Qiang answered after some calculation.
Liu Li sighed. "I also have eleven on my side."
Hao Cheng and Huang Fei took the initiative to speak. The former had twenty-two, and the latter had seven.
In total, there were more than fifty. Because Hao Cheng was the disciple of Hang Tian, the chairman of the Jiangsu Cuisine Association, more people came to him.
There were no seats in the Hilton Hotel, so Hao Cheng and the other three gave up their rooms and stayed in the Sheraton, which was a little further away.
"There are more than fifty famous chefs. Is it too difficult for the four of us to receive them?" Huang Fei asked.
"Our ability is a little difficult," Hao Cheng said. "I have an idea."
"It's not good to find Chairman Zhang or Chairman Zhou," Wang Qiang said.
This activity was not an activity of the Sichuan Cuisine Association or the Chef's Association. Every move of Zhang Yan and Zhou Shijie represented their respective associations, so even if they paid for the guests in private, it would feel a little like using public money for private purposes.
It was not that people nowadays had dirty thoughts, because it was human nature to have such thoughts. The ancients also said that when passing by a watermelon field, one should not bend over to pick up his shoes, and when passing by a plum tree, one should not raise one's hand to tidy up his hat. This was also the origin of the idiom "under the melon field and the plum tree".
The ancients all knew how to avoid arousing suspicion. As the chairman of an association, he naturally had to avoid these operations that were easy to be misunderstood. Anyway, Zhou Shijie and Zhang Yan did this very well.
"Who said to find the two chairmen? Find Boss Wu," Hao Cheng said.
Wang Qiang asked, "Boss Wu Yungui?"
Going to The Kitchen God every day, they had gotten to know a lot of people and things. For example, the four of them knew that the Zama Banquet was a cooperation between Head Chef Yuan and Boss Wu.
The matter was urgent, and the four of them did not have Wu Yungui's phone number. They poked at the WeChat group, but he was not there.
Therefore, they could only use this method. The four of them hurriedly went to The Kitchen God. Wu Yungui often came here and was quite familiar with many people in the restaurant. For example, Zheng Jiawei and Queen Jiang should have Wu Yungui's phone number.
But now, the only person Wang Qiang and the other three could find was Yuan Zhou.
In the afternoon, when Yuan Zhou was sculpting, a group of people from the Green Chef's Association were watching attentively. The sculpture in their hands was about to take shape.
Wang Qiang, Hao Cheng, and the others did not dare to say anything to disturb him.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Hao, do you have something urgent to talk to the boss?" Zhou Jia noticed them. Generally speaking, people in the chef's circle knew that Yuan Zhou strictly adhered to the schedule and would not come at this time. If he still came, it meant it was an urgent matter that could not wait.
Today was the last day she would teach Su Ruoyan. Tomorrow, she would go to Jiang Changxi's company for an internship.
"I have something to talk to Boss Wu about. I do not have Boss Wu's phone number, so I came to ask Head Chef Yuan," Hao Cheng said.
"Is it Uncle Wu Yungui?" Zhou Jia asked.
Hao Cheng nodded, "Yes. Because of the Zama Banquet, I have something to talk to Boss Wu about."
"I do," Zhou Jia said, "but I have to inform Uncle Wu Yungui first."
"Of course," Hao Cheng nodded. The other three waited.
Zhou Jia called Wu Yungui. When she called, she deliberately walked away. Zhou Jia knew that her boss had a good hearing, so she naturally had to avoid him.
She briefly told Wu Yungui about Wang Qiang and the others. Wu Yungui replied with an "OK". Only then did Zhou Jia pass the phone to Hao Cheng.
"Sister Jia, you said you have only worked at The Kitchen God for three years," Su Ruoyan said, "but I feel like I have worked there for ten years. I am familiar with everything."
"It's a good place, so it's easy to get familiar with the place. I've added you into a few chat groups. Basically, you can find all the regulars there." Zhou Jia said, "If you have any problems and can solve it yourself, don't bother the boss."
Su Ruoyan nodded, "Okay, I will keep that in mind."
On the other side, Hao Cheng and the other three thanked Zhou Jia and left hurriedly. They directly called Wu Yungui and told him about the matter.
Because it was not a small matter, they met in a teahouse to discuss it.
What kind of person was Wu Yungui? Even a miser would pluck a few strands of his hair when he passed by. When he heard about this, he immediately had two reactions.
First, Head Chef Yuan could be said to be able to shake the domestic culinary world with a stomp of his feet.
Those who could reach this level in the culinary circle were all masters with high seniority. That was because they had too many disciples and grand disciples or had taught too many people. As a result, these people occupied the main positions. But Yuan Zhou was different. Every time he took out something, it was so shocking that people couldn't ignore it.
If one didn't want to be left behind by the times, one had to keep up.
Second, many famous chefs were gathered here, more than most large-scale culinary summits. If they didn't publicize this matter, who would they be letting down?
Wu Yungui was also someone who had invested in the hotel. Although his base was a little far from The Kitchen God, he could still arrange for a car to pick him up.
Together with Wang Qiang and the other three, they discussed the accommodation of over fifty famous chefs.
Although Wu Yungui was a big boss and this business wasn't a big deal for him, he never cared about the size of the business when it came to him.
In his words, there was no small business when it came to making money.
"Boss Wu, it's all thanks to you," Hao Cheng said.
Wang Qiang also said, "Yeah, if it wasn't for you, I don't know how long it would have taken."
"Head Chef Yuan left the logistics to me. I will definitely arrange everything perfectly," Wu Yungui said. "If there are other chefs that need to be arranged, just call me. I still have a lot of empty rooms in my hotel."
"Thank you, Boss Wu. Do you have any plans for dinner? If not, we will treat you," Hao Cheng said.
"No need. With so many famous chefs coming to the Zama Banquet, I have to go back to my company for a dinner meeting," Wu Yungui said.
After bidding farewell, Wu Yungui left the teahouse.
During dinner time, many famous chefs came to line up, almost threatening Wuhai's first place. Chu Xiao was still there. Every time he returned to China, he would eat at this restaurant.
A day passed in the midst of busywork. Many people came to visit today, but what was different from before was that they came in batches this time.
For example, a group of Gan Cuisine chefs led by Chen Mu and a group of Lu Cuisine chefs led by Zhang Rui.
Although there were still many things that Mao Ye didn't understand, she knew how to ask others. Therefore, Yuan Zhou was quite relieved.
After making the Chili Strips, Yuan Zhou went to the ranch to familiarize himself with the bull-dissecting knife.
The next day, after breakfast.
The naughty kid, who was on summer vacation, came to the restaurant at around nine o 'clock.
"Uncle Yuan Zhou, is the Chili Strips ready?" The naughty kid ran over eagerly.
"Of course. Come in," Yuan Zhou said.
Yuan Zhou chatted casually, "Don't you sleep in during summer vacation?"
"I never sleep in. Whether I study or not, I wake up at seven o 'clock," the naughty kid said.
"Um, that's a good habit," Yuan Zhou nodded.
"Please enjoy your meal," Yuan Zhou said gently as he placed the tray in front of the naughty kid at the long curved table.
Yuan Zhou's attitude toward the naughty kid was the same as the other customers. He didn't neglect him just because he was young.
"Thank you, Uncle Yuan," the naughty kid said before climbing onto the chair and sitting on the high stool.
"You're welcome," Yuan Zhou said.
"Wow, these are exactly the same as those sold outside. They even have packaging. Uncle Yuan, you're awesome." The naughty kid was stunned when he saw the Chili Strips in front of him.
The three packets of Chili Strips in front of him were in transparent packaging. Through the outer packaging, the red Chili Strips could be seen clearly.
Every packet had a different shape and the outer packaging was the same as the ones sold outside. The taste, ingredients, expiration date, and production date of the Chili Strips were all complete.
If it wasn't for the words "Yuan Zhou's Brand Chili Strips" written on the packaging, the naughty kid would have thought that they were the Chili Strips sold outside.
"Thank you, Uncle Yuan," the naughty kid was pleasantly surprised. After thanking Yuan Zhou again, he took out his camera and started taking pictures.
After a few snapping sounds, the naughty kid took the Chili Strips and started to eat.
The first thing the naughty kid picked up was the Chili Strips labeled "Fragrant and Spicy Taste". The Chili Strips in the packaging were bright red. Every strip was flat and of the same length.
"Hua La," the naughty kid tore open the packaging. Instantly, a fragrant and spicy smell rushed into his nose. The naughty kid, who was usually calm and experienced, couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"As expected of Uncle Yuan. It smells so good," the naughty kid thought to himself. Then, he reached out his hand and picked one up impatiently.
As he held it in his hand, the bright red chili oil slightly stained his fingers. The fragrant and spicy smell made him salivate even more intensely.
The Chili Strips were meant to be eaten with one's hands. Therefore, the naughty kid didn't even think about chopsticks.
"Awoo," the naughty kid stuffed the Chili Strips into his mouth.
"Hiss, so spicy, so fragrant," the naughty kid couldn't help fanning his mouth with his hand. Then, he closed his mouth and started chewing.
Once the Chili Strips entered his mouth, the fragrant and spicy taste spread to his mouth. As he chewed, the Chili Strips felt soft and tough, as if he was eating beef tendon. It was soft, tough and very chewy.
Moreover, as he chewed, a faint sweetness neutralized the spicy taste, making the spicy taste more layered. The slight saltiness weakened the spicy taste a little. In the end, the Chili Strips still carried a strong fragrance of gluten.
"Yummy," the naughty kid gulped down a few more Chili Strips and stuffed them into his mouth.
As he ate quickly, the corners of his mouth were stained with some chili oil.
"Uncle Yuan, the Chili Strips you made are way too delicious," the naughty kid lamented while eating.
"It's good that you like it," Yuan Zhou said.
"I like it. I like it very much. Uncle Yuan, when do you have any questions for me next time?" the naughty kid looked at Yuan Zhou expectantly and asked.
"I haven't met anyone yet. It's hard to say," Yuan Zhou thought for a while and then said earnestly.
"Then you must remember to look for me next time. This Chili Strip is really delicious," the naughty kid said while chewing.
In just a little while, the whole packet of Chili Strips was eaten up by the naughty kid.
"Eat slowly. There's water here," Yuan Zhou pushed the glass cup on the table and said.
"Um, um. The Chili Strips made by Uncle Yuan are a little different from the ones sold outside. When you eat it, your mouth will be filled with a spicy taste, but it won't burn your heart. Also, your mouth won't feel dry after eating it. It's definitely very healthy. Am I right, Uncle Yuan?" the naughty kid commented earnestly.
"Yes, there are no additives," Yuan Zhou nodded and said.
"It's too delicious. That's why I can finish three packets of Chili Strips without drinking any water," the naughty kid's hands didn't stop moving. He continued unwrapping the next packet of Chili Strips.
The three packets of Chili Strips were made by Yuan Zhou according to the amount of two hundred grams per packet. Therefore, just like the naughty kid had said, he finished the three packets of Chili Strips without even drinking a mouthful of water.
Moreover, he looked as if he hadn't had enough.
Although there was some chili oil left on the naughty kid's hand when he picked up the Chili Strips, there was very little chili oil in the packet. Therefore, the naughty kid only licked his fingers after hesitating for a while and then put down the packet.
"Thank you, Uncle Yuan, for the Chili Strips. They're very delicious," the naughty kid thanked him politely and then jumped off the high chair.
"You're welcome," Yuan Zhou said.
"Then I won't disturb Uncle Yuan anymore. See you next time," the naughty kid said goodbye and immediately turned around and ran away.
"See you next time," Yuan Zhou nodded and looked at the back of the naughty kid running out of the door.
Only when the naughty kid was far away did Yuan Zhou start clearing the table and start doing his own things.
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