The others naturally didn't know about the dispute between Yuan Zhou and the system. The night passed as Yuan Zhou read and barbecued.
The remaining four western food masters also took different flights to Chengdu. All the chefs from the Ambrosia Nine-Person Society would arrive today. Theroma must have called someone to pick them up, and the hotel rooms must have been booked in advance.
After a week in Chengdu, Theroma and Maricello completely understood how difficult it was to book a hotel next to Taoxi Road.
It was breakfast time in the hotel restaurant. Remy and the others gathered to eat breakfast.
"Maricello, Theroma, how are you?" Bauduan asked with concern.
Although Baal didn't ask, it could be seen from his eyes that he was also very worried. Of course, Bayer was the most worried one.
Last night, after accompanying the two masters to dinner, he went to Theroma's room to see how his teacher was doing. However, after pressing the doorbell for a long time, no one answered. The reason Theroma gave this morning was that he slept early because he wasn't feeling well.
Theroma and Maricello looked at each other. Theroma answered first, "I feel much better after a night's rest. Baal, Bauduan, I'm really sorry that I couldn't accompany you to dinner yesterday."
"Yesterday, I saw that Theroma's symptoms were similar to mine. I asked my friend who's a medical professor. He said that it's normal for us and told us to rest well."
Maricello asked back, "Did you two sleep well last night?"
Dharoma was speechless at Marisello's words. The more detailed a lie was, the more flaws there would be. Adding additional words to increase the credibility of the lie was often the place where it would give the game away. The experienced Dharoma once again muttered something along the lines of 'stupid groundhog' in his mind. Fortunately, Baal, Dharoma, and Bayer didn't investigate further.
Remy's reaction was relatively simple. He said enthusiastically, "If it wasn't for Crow who kept asking me to stay and asking me questions about the painting, I would have definitely rushed back. You guys know that Crow is the last hope of our European painting world."
"Painters are the most hypocritical." "You didn't teach me anything when we were eating steak yesterday." Such thoughts flashed through Maricello and Troma's minds.
"That's how it is. Although painting and cooking are two different fields, old bones like us always want to support talented young people." Bauduin nodded in understanding. "That's the way it is.
After chatting for a while, Marisello explained the specific process of the Gathering of Nine. After he finished, Bayer instantly understood the process. Not only could he communicate with the Kitchen God for an entire day, but he could also eat breakfast and lunch. His face lit up with joy, but then he remembered that there was no place for him in this exchange meeting. His expression changed from joy to sadness. The whole process was like changing one's face in a Sichuan opera. It was quite amusing.
Of course, no one paid attention to the change in the expression of a junior. It was mainly Balhe and Bauduan who frowned after hearing the procedure.
To put it bluntly, with Baal and Bauduin's current status and reputation in the Western food circle, it could be said that as long as they were willing to teach at the top culinary school in America or Le Cordon Bleu in France, the school would definitely accommodate their schedule. They would never listen to the school.
Balhe and Bauduan couldn't remember when was the last time they needed to cooperate with others in an exchange meeting.
"It's a chef's basic responsibility to be conscientious and responsible to the customers. It's also good to have your own cooking plan. But I think it's completely okay to take a day off for such a professional exchange meeting," Balhe said directly.
Bauduin said, "Barr and I flew here from France for this western food exchange. It's a flight of more than ten hours. Moreover, as you said, Maricello, the breakfast in Yuan is not fixed. So even if we go, the breakfast might not be the western food that we are going to exchange."
"Besides, we old guys have to stand outside in line," Balhe added.
"I agree with Balhe. We have to be careful about the exchange meeting," Bauduan added at the end.
Marisello and Touroma became anxious when they heard that both Balhe and Bauduan disagreed. If it was an ordinary exchange meeting where each of them cooked a dish and everyone present tasted it, how much could they eat?
However, Touroma didn't say anything. After all, these two were invited by the groundhog. Naturally, the groundhog had to convince them himself. This was a tacit understanding between the two of them last night.
"Balhe, Bauduan." Marisello called out their names solemnly. His voice, which was weak before, sounded much more energetic at this moment.
Bauduan and Balhe's hearts tightened. They almost had difficulty breathing. As old acquaintances, every time Marisello called them like this, it meant that something bad was about to happen.
"We've been friends for twenty to thirty years, haven't we?" Marisello asked first. Then, Balhe and Bauduan nodded. He continued, "Then trust me. There won't be any mistakes in this arrangement. You'll know when the time comes."
Since Marisello said so, Bauduan and Balhe couldn't object anymore. They gave him face and reluctantly agreed to this arrangement.
They didn't chat for long before they went back to their rooms. As the exchange meeting was approaching, they had to prepare for their own cooking exchange.
Although Balhe couldn't participate in the exchange meeting, he had to welcome the masters together with his teacher, Touroma.
They didn't have any free time for the entire afternoon.
In the evening, there were already eight western cooking masters gathered in the hotel. Oh, that's not right, there were nine including Bayer. The value of this exchange was quite high. After all, they were all top cooking masters in the western cooking world.
The process was still the same. After picking them up from the airport, they would arrive at the hotel. After exchanging greetings, they would be sent back to their rooms for a good rest. After resting, Marisello and Touroma, the two initiators, would talk about the process during dinner. However, the reactions of the four cooking masters who had just arrived were the same as Balhe and Bauduan's. They didn't agree with this kind of process. However, they were eventually convinced by Marisello and Touroma. These two peaks in the steak industry had never liked each other for their entire lives. This was the first time they were so united to do something.
As for whether it was because of the unexpected encounter yesterday, it was hard to say.
Ambrosia's group of nine would decide on the time. Since there was no time like the present, they would do it tomorrow!
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