[I really envy Chef Yuan's girlfriend. Ahhh, she's so sweet.] ]
[Don't you like cakes? I'll give you a fairy tale! I believe in love again.] ]
[Boss Yuan, you've raised the threshold of spoiling your wife by 18 degrees. How can other men learn from you? ]
This time, Yuan Zhou was not famous for his cooking skills, but for spoiling his girlfriend.
And Yuan Zhou, who spoiled his girlfriend, was not playing with his phone now because he had something to do.
"I haven't practiced knife skills for a long time. My hands are a little itchy."
The "long time" in Yuan Zhou's words was definitely not more than a week.
He moved out the tools prepared for practicing knife skills one by one. When everything was done, Yuan Zhou picked up the radish and the kitchen knife and planned to start.
"Swish, swish, swish."
The knife light shone brighter under the sun. Since the group of chefs from the Green Chef Association no longer came to watch Yuan Zhou practice knife skills, he began to let go of himself when practicing knife skills.
At this moment, Yuan Zhou was like an artist. Wherever the knife light passed, a perfect sculpture would soon appear. It was either a human figure, an animal, or a lotus.
The important thing was not to pass off the fake as the real, but to have charm.
Cantonese Cuisine's Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan.
They saw such a scene when they came.
"The knife skills of the King of Knives of China are really unparalleled in China. Master is so awesome. If I can learn 30% or 40% of master's skills, that would be great." Huang Gang, who was also good at knife skills, was fascinated by them.
Although Huaiyang Cuisine was the best in knife skills among all cuisines, many Cantonese Cuisine also required exquisite knife skills. Therefore, Huang Gang's knife skills were outstanding in Cantonese Cuisine.
"Master's knife skills seem to be much better than the last time I saw it," Zhang Longquan said.
Huang Gang looked at Zhang Longquan and said, "Last time?" He wondered if this guy secretly came to see his master.
"It's a video of master's knife skills. It seems to be from before. In the video, the master was carving tofu. It hasn't been long, but he has improved again. Master is really a god," Zhang Longquan said.
"I didn't notice. I just watched the exchange video that was circulating in the association. Compared to that time, Master is indeed more powerful." Huang Gang nodded with a serious expression.
On the other side, Yuan Zhou once again completed a complicated peony with double petals. This peony was carved from a radish with a red heart, with a hint of purple. After Yuan Zhou made the last cut, it was crystal clear and in full bloom. People couldn't help but be moved by the peony's stunning beauty. It was no less than "The most beautiful peony is truly a national beauty, and when it blooms, it shakes the capital."
Now, as long as Yuan Zhou began to practice sculpting, Zhao Lunze would come. He had no choice but to come. Otherwise, these works of art would definitely end up in the trash can. Just thinking about it made his heart ache.
When Yuan Zhou was practicing his knife skills, Zhao Lunze was the closest to him. However, not all of his carvings could be taken back by Zhao Lunze and preserved with a professional technique so that they could survive for a longer period of time. Sometimes, if someone asked for it, Yuan Zhou would give it away without hesitation. He could not interfere.
Like now.
"Uncle Yuan, Uncle Yuan, can you give this to me?" an 11 or 12-year-old girl asked shakily as she tugged at the corner of her skirt.
The girl was young, and there was still baby fat on her apple-like face. Her pair of big, black eyes stared unblinkingly at the peony in Yuan Zhou's hand. Her eyes were full of joy, and she looked very cute.
If Xiao Ya and I have a daughter in the future, she will definitely be cuter than this girl. This was what Yuan Zhou thought instantly.
"I'll give it to you." Yuan Zhou coughed lightly and nimbly handed the carving to the girl.
"Thank you, Uncle Yuan." The girl took the flower with both hands and bowed slightly to Yuan Zhou to express her gratitude.
This time, Yuan Zhou saw Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan in the crowd.
"Hello, Master." Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan immediately went up to greet him respectfully.
Their attitude as a disciple was very good.
"Are you guys here because there's something you don't understand in the notes?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Yes, Master. We've almost finished reading the notes. We've summarized some questions and want to ask Master," Huang Gang said.
"Alright, come in with me. Let's talk inside." Yuan Zhou packed up his tools and returned to the shop.
Yuan Zhou's notes were written word by word, so when Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan asked the questions, he didn't need to flip through the notes to know what they were talking about, so it was naturally very easy for him to answer them.
Time quickly passed by in the questioning and answering of the master and disciples. When Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan finished asking the accumulated questions, it was almost time for Yuan Zhou to prepare the ingredients for lunch.
"You two are making good progress. Keep up the good work." Yuan Zhou was now more and more like a master.
"Yes, Master," Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan said in unison.
When Yuan Zhou got up to prepare lunch, Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan also said goodbye and left. Of course, the two of them didn't go back. Instead, they secretly started to line up, planning to eat lunch before going back.
The two-hour lunch time passed quickly. Huang Gang and Zhang Longquan ate to their heart's content and returned to the hotel, full of admiration for Yuan Zhou. They planned to continue their seclusion and work hard to let their master see their great progress.
The flight time of the private plane was faster than that of ordinary passenger planes. Under Wu Yungui's urging, the plane officially landed in Chengdu at 4 pm.
This was Wu Yungui's territory. He had already arranged for a car to pick them up. Therefore, the moment they got off the plane, they got on the car and went straight to The Kitchen God.
"If we go there now, we should be able to line up for dinner. But we definitely won't be able to get into the first echelon," Wu Yungui said as he looked at his watch.
"What do you mean?" Nassett asked.
"Nothing. We will definitely be able to eat Head Chef Yuan's dishes," Wu Yungui said excitedly.
The car was very fast. Although it was a long journey, Wu Yungui and the others still arrived at Taoxi Road at 5 pm.
What followed was a series of routine operations of taking numbers and lining up.
Wu Yungui's estimation was correct. They were indeed in line. Although they were in the second last batch of numbers, they were still considered lucky to be in the first batch.
Nassett's strange attire attracted some people's attention. However, they were most interested in Boss Yuan's dishes. Moreover, there were too many foreigners here.
Therefore, they only took a few more glances out of curiosity and didn't do anything else.
"Will we have to line up for a long time?" Nassett asked.
"More or less. About two hours. We should be able to eat," Wu Yungui was very familiar with timing.
"Two hours?" Nassett was stupefied. Wu Yungui's explanation on the plane had let Nassett know that Yuan Zhou wasn't a chef specializing in making western pastries. In fact, his restaurant didn't even have western pastries.
So Nassett was very distressed. Why didn't he sell it to Yuan Zhou?
Was it hunger marketing? In any case, Nassett had a lot of thoughts. Of course, although he was distressed, he didn't show any impatience. He was very clear that all great chefs had their own rhythm. He couldn't use his own rhythm to disrupt others.
"We can sit over there and wait," Wu Yungui said with ease.
Nassett nodded and sat down with Wu Yungui, waiting to eat.
Wu Yungui intended to order some pastries. There were so many pastries from Sichuan Province, Boat Province, and Guangdong Province. Wouldn't it be enough for Nassett?
Wu Yungui only liked sweet food. He felt that Chinese pastries were perfectly fine.
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