"Little Yan, give a cup of soybean milk to the volunteers on the street." Yuan Zhou didn't prepare soybean milk for breakfast today. He suddenly felt like eating it, so he made himself a can of soybean milk and ate a bowl of noodles with it.
As for the leftovers, he got Su Ruoyan to give it to the volunteers at Taoxi Road after lunch. Of course, he also brought a few disposable cups.
Yuan Zhou was quite a master. He felt that since the volunteers came to Taoxi Road, it was only right for them to give them a cup of soybean milk.
On the other hand, Dewell was a very punctual person. This could be seen from the fact that he arrived early during the red diamond transaction.
Perhaps due to his excitement, Dewell arrived early. Just as Yuan Zhou changed into his chef's uniform, he saw Allen and Dewell when he returned to the first floor.
"I'm sorry, Head Chef Yuan. I was too looking forward to it and came early," Dewell apologized.
"I'm also looking forward to the exchange with Head Chef Dewell," Yuan Zhou said honestly.
"Head Chef Dewell, please follow me," Yuan Zhou said as he led the way to the venue of the exchange.
There were no guests invited this time, only him, Dewell, and Allen. Therefore, there was no need to rent a large venue. Of course, he couldn't arrange it in the backyard either, as that would be too indecent.
Therefore, Yuan Zhou borrowed Li Li's western restaurant. He could tell from the nine-member meeting that the western restaurant had a large cooking area.
"Head Chef Yuan, I forgot to tell you yesterday. If there is no special place to store the red diamond, it's best to keep it in a bank safe," Dewell reminded.
How could a bank safe be as safe as The Kitchen God? He needed to dig the ground and see what was underneath.
Of course, he couldn't say that out loud. Yuan Zhou thanked Head Chef Dewell for the reminder.
Li Li was already waiting at the entrance. When he saw Yuan Zhou and the others, he immediately went up and said, "Head Chef Yuan, this way please."
"Hello, Head Chef Dewell. Welcome to Chengdu," Li Li said as he saw Dewell Modi.
Li Li felt like he was floating. If he saw the Golden Chef of the Bogus World Cooking Competition in the past, he would definitely be extremely excited. But after the nine-member meeting, Li Li felt very calm now.
"This is Li Li, the western chef," Yuan Zhou introduced.
After greeting each other, they entered the western restaurant. In order to cooperate with this exchange, Li Li closed for a day.
Therefore, at this moment, the western restaurant was quiet and clean. Li Li had even sent away his assistant chef, leaving him alone.
"Head Chef Li, the environment is very clean," Yuan Zhou looked around the clean and bright kitchen and said.
"It's really not bad. The kitchen is complete and the place is spacious." Dewell followed him into the kitchen.
"As long as Head Chef Yuan and Head Chef Dewell think it's good." Li Li tried hard to suppress the smile on his face.
Next, Dewell and Yuan Zhou did the same thing, familiarizing themselves with the kitchen table. Yuan Zhou brought his own Miracle Kitchen Knife, while Allen carried a big black bag with 31 knives for Dewell.
Twenty minutes later, they were more or less familiar with each other.
"Bring the ingredients over. Head Chef Yuan can have a look and use whatever he wants," Du Er said generously.
He made a phone call and a few minutes later, two bodyguards came in. They were carrying a lot of boxes in their hands.
"I have also prepared a lot of ingredients. Head Chef Dewell can also use them," Yuan Zhou said politely. As a Level 6 chef, he could bring the ingredients out of the restaurant.
Allen and Li Li stood at the side, not saying anything.
When Dewell asked the bodyguards to place the ingredients he had carefully prepared on the kitchen table, Yuan Zhou also hired some people to move the ingredients over.
Vegetables, tofu, chicken, fish, and spices were also packed in boxes.
Moreover, Yuan Zhou's storage box looked better than Dewell's.
Hearing the sound, Dewell turned around and saw the storage box in Yuan Zhou's hand. Then —
"The smell of the spinach … Is it Iran's spinach?"
"The lilac is Sri Lanka's lilac. It doesn't look like it."
"If I'm not wrong, the chili is the same as mine. It's also India's Andhra Pradesh chili. But it feels better than mine."
To say that a scholar's name was useful in front of someone who knew the ropes. Looking at Du Er's reaction and then looking at Li Li, the difference was obvious.
If an ordinary customer saw these ingredients, the most they would say was, "So fresh."
Spinach was introduced to China from Persia during the Tang Dynasty, which was now Iran. The Iran's Iran's Sanpeng region was the place where the Persians had offered spinach seeds as tribute.
Dewell understood the twists and turns. He only knew that the Sanpeng spinach was still being grown but not sold.
Andhra Pradesh chili was also the best chili in India. The chili he brought today was also from Andhra Pradesh.
But since they were all from Andhra Pradesh, there was a difference in quality. He bought a T2 chili while the best was a T1 chili.
In a country like India, money was not enough to buy the best things. To buy certain things, one had to look at the family name. Although the current environment had improved a lot, in terms of the supply of ingredients, Deol was still not qualified to get the T1 chili from Andhra Pradesh.
Du Er looked at Yuan Zhou with a thirst for knowledge in his eyes. This was not scientific at all.
"It's indeed Andhra Pradesh chili and three bunches of spinach. But the cloves are from our Hainan Island. In terms of appearance and taste, Hainan Island's cloves have completely surpassed Sri Lanka's cloves." Yuan Zhou introduced.
Dewell really wanted to ask about the chili, but he did not know where to start.
Actually, there was a story about this chili. It was said that Yuan Zhou had prepared the ingredients according to Dewell's habits. Therefore, although Andhra Pradesh's T1 chili was good, Yuan Zhou actually had better chili. But he still had to accommodate Head Chef Dewell.
"I think I should still use the ingredients prepared by Head Chef Yuan," Dewell changed his mind. He now knew why his son had said that before.
Yuan Zhou nodded, "Okay."
Looking at the ingredients Dewell had chosen, he knew what to do. "Looks like Head Chef Dewell also wants to make curry dishes."
He was also planning to make curry. Yuan Zhou indeed only knew a little about Indian cuisine. Even if he had read books and practiced for several days, he still felt that he couldn't present a pure Indian cuisine to others. However, when he got the reward of the new dish previously, the Malay cuisine was influenced by the Indian and Chinese people.
So there was also curry.
"I have chosen the ingredients. Head Chef Yuan, please," Dewell said politely.
Yuan Zhou nodded, "Let's begin."
The moment he said that, the atmosphere between the two changed. Focusing on cooking was different from usual. In order not to disturb each other, the two tacitly chose two stoves, one at the front and the other at the back.
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The pleasant sound of the knife and spatula became a melodious tune as Yuan Zhou and Dewell started working.
"Who do you think is better?" Li Li poked Allen who was standing beside him.
Only the two of them were watching in the kitchen, so it was fine for them to discuss in a low voice.
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