"Ka Ca". Along with the noodles, the bamboo fungus and some other mountain delicacies were crushed. All kinds of umami and the smell of fresh malt gave people a refreshing taste, as if their whole soul had been cleansed. Then, the fragrance of the sauce swept over. The taste was indescribably wonderful.
Before eating, Opello was in the role of a food critic. He didn't know much about the characteristics of a food critic in China, but he had to find one or two problems in foreign countries. Although he didn't know much about Sichuan Cuisine, Singapore Cuisine had many Chinese cuisines. Moreover, he believed in cooking. His cooking skills were already high enough. It was too easy for him to judge a dish.
However, when the first bite entered his mouth, the scene was like this.
"Huh? What's this taste? It feels so familiar. Let me try another bite. "
"It turns out to be the taste of shredded ginger. But it's too fine. From this, I can tell the knife skill is quite good. But what's this?"
"I'd better have another bite."
"Well, it's just as I thought. It's indeed …"
"Kuang". It was the sound of chopsticks hitting an empty plate. Opello, who was still immersed in his research, suddenly woke up.
"That's it? The portion is too little. " Opello curled his lips and was a little annoyed. He had already forgotten the mood of nitpicking and only realized that he didn't seem to be full.
"Senior brother, why did you finish it so quickly?!" Qin Chuan gobbled down the food like a whirlwind. He planned to go to his Senior Martial Brother's place to help him eat.
After all, his senior brother was getting old and his appetite was not very good. As a junior brother, he had to help him solve his problems. But he was too late.
"I finished it." Opello looked at his junior brother who was acting a little exaggeratedly calmly. He had the demeanor of a master.
"Oh." Qin Chuan turned his head and called Su Ruoyan over.
"Come, give me another serving of braised noodles." Qin Chuan said generously.
Even if he couldn't eat his senior brother's food, he could still eat the food in the restaurant. It was not a big deal. He could just order another serving. Qin Chuan expressed that his salary was quite high and he could eat a few more servings. His usually serious face actually revealed a smile, although it didn't look good.
But reality proved that they couldn't eat it.
"I'm sorry, customer. The rule of this restaurant is to have one serving per person." Su Ruoyan was quite familiar with this kind of situation. She even pointed at the rules on the wall.
After all, in the past few months since she started working here, this kind of situation happened almost every day. There was no distinction between old and new customers. Everyone was so engrossed in their food that they would immediately ask for the next helping. This was the norm in The Kitchen God.
Pelo, who was about to order a serving, immediately swallowed his words. He rolled his eyes at Qin Chuan and said, "Didn't you hear about it before you came? Head Chef Yuan's restaurant doesn't allow you to order two sets of the same dish. Even for breakfast, you can only order one set. "
"I remember, I remember. It's just an unnatural reaction after eating it. I don't have a strong willpower like you," Qin Chuan said.
"We'll talk later. What's the point of talking when you're full?" Opello seemed very calm.
Qin Chuan and the others nodded their heads. They felt that Chu Xiao's arrangement was very good. It allowed them to have a better understanding of Head Chef Yuan's culinary skills in advance. From this bowl of noodles, they could see that Head Chef Yuan's reputation was well-deserved.
"If Chu's culinary skills are much better than his peers, then this Head Chef Yuan's culinary skills are even better than Chu Xiao's. No wonder Chu admires him so much. He's even better than my junior. I have to change the cuisine I'll use later. Should I use the Feminine Cuisine or the Feminine Cuisine created by me? First place will not be a problem." Ao Pelo ignored his junior brother's little tricks. He was thinking about what kind of dish would be suitable for the exchange meeting.
Opello's respect for Yuan Zhou increased greatly. At the same time, he also felt that Chu Xiao's arrangement for the exchange was very good. Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will always be victorious. No wonder he was able to make the Chinese Chefs' Association independent from the Asian Chefs' Association. If he wasn't good at the new version of Feminine Cuisine, it would be hard to say whether he would be first place or not.
"Looks like Opello's plan is not going to work," Li Dehua said to Xia Ma and the others in a low voice.
The plates in front of them were already smooth. It was impossible to tell that the braised noodles that had just been filled with thick oil and red sauce were the only difference between them and the ones that had been washed.
"Ahem, I also feel that it's going to work," Liu Yuanshan coughed to express his agreement.
"I don't think it's going to work. The two of them are good at different things. It's just that the influence of Chinese Cuisine is huge. In Asia, only Japanese Cuisine can compete with it," Xia Ma had a different opinion.
"Japanese Cuisine can't keep up with Chinese Cuisine now. I agree with Xia Ma," Deca said.
Wasn't it too exaggerated to be able to judge one's culinary skills from a bowl of braised noodles? It wasn't exaggerated at all. Firstly, it was made by Yuan Zhou. Secondly, everyone present was an expert in this field.
"Looks like we can only find out at the exchange," Li Dehua said.
Actually, everyone had already made up their minds. If Opello's Singaporean Cuisine and Yuan Zhou's Chinese Cuisine were about the same, they would still support Opello to become the number one chef in Asia. As mentioned previously, food evaluation was a very personal matter. People's hearts weren't in the middle.
As for the other three chefs, they were still immersed in the delicacy of the braised noodles. They hadn't finished eating and were eating the noodles one by one. Perhaps they weren't used to using chopsticks?
"Let's wait outside." When Chu Xiao saw everyone had finished eating, he played his role as the leader. He directly asked everyone to wait outside and also made room for the customers who were stretching their necks behind him.
This time, no one had any objections. This was how a chef should speak.
On the other side, at 5 am, Engineer Cheng had already set off and arrived at the fourth floor of Huanting Building to wait.
Previously, the new secretary, Zhang Le, had looked for Engineer Cheng, hoping that he could provide enough fresh ingredients through the Sichuan Cuisine Association. He agreed immediately. When had Chu Xiao ever cared about money?
Second Rong Chu was famous in France because he was really rich.
As for the matter of his master, Yuan Zhou, Engineer Cheng had always treated it as his top priority, even though he had become the president of the Sichuan Cuisine Association and had to deal with a lot of documents every day.
Moreover, Engineer Cheng was very clear about Yuan Zhou's requirements for ingredients. Therefore, to ensure that Yuan Zhou could have a smooth exchange, he came to the venue early in the morning to supervise the final inspection of the ingredients.
Engineer Cheng's initiative could be said to have saved Zhang Le a lot of trouble. In Zhang Le's eyes, he was no different from a big savior.
"This won't do. It's not fresh enough. There's too much water in it. Change it." Engineer Cheng's face was stern as he inspected the various ingredients that were sent over.
"We must ensure the quality of the ingredients. If the quality is good, the master will cook well." Thinking of this, Engineer Cheng, who was a little tired, immediately felt refreshed. He continued to inspect the ingredients energetically for the final inspection.
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