"Senior Brother Zhang, you always carry a notebook with you. I can prepare one and record at any time." Seeing Zhang Longquan's actions, Cao Zhishu thought to himself.
In fact, Zhang Longquan also learned cooking from Cheng Zhao Mei. Cheng Zhao Mei and Zhang Longquan had a good personal relationship, and they often exchanged cooking skills.
Before Cheng Zhao Mei became Zhang Longquan's apprentice, she was already a famous master-level chef in the cooking circle. Her cooking skills were quite good, and she was almost the same as Zhang Longquan's.
But now it was different. Since Cheng Zhao Mei became Yuan Zhou's apprentice, her cooking skills had improved by leaps and bounds, and others could only look up to her.
Their relationship had also become that of fellow apprentices. It had to be said that life was sometimes very wonderful.
After the apprentices finished cooking one by one, they brought the dishes to Yuan Zhou to taste. Yuan Zhou was also very serious. He tasted each dish carefully and then made comments.
It had to be said that these disciples were very discerning. Before the quiz began, they had already asked Cheng Zhaomei about the serving size. Therefore, they only prepared a few mouthfuls of food. If they could avoid the whole fish, they would try not to eat the whole fish.
The whole crucian carp cooked by Cao Zhishu was the largest, which was about 200 grams.
"Master, how does my Wujiang Tofu Fish taste? Please have a look."
"I made Sour Soup Fish. How does it taste? Did the Kaili Sour Soup Fish recorded by the master inspire me a lot?"
"I used a little method from the master for the Fried Poached Fish. Please have a look."
Everyone was cooking fish delicacies from their own cuisines. Of course, they all chose the simplest home-cooked dishes to present their dishes, so the cooking speed was quite fast.
Finally, the only one left was Luo Qing's junior sister.
As the only one among the 14 nominal apprentices, Luo Qing was loved by many senior brothers. No matter how old she was, they all called her Junior Sister, which was also a kind of recognition.
There were very few female chefs, and even fewer female chefs could become famous.
Luo Qing was famous for her exquisite desserts, and she was also very good at making desserts.
In this test, Luo Qing also made desserts, steamed fish dumplings.
"Master, this is the steamed fish dumplings I made. Please have a taste." Luo Qingluo finally served the steamer.
After a burst of white smoke, three white and plump dumplings were revealed. They looked like crescent moons and were very vivid.
"It's the cooking method of the Steamed Dumplings in Yechun." Yuan Zhou glanced at it and immediately saw through it.
Su Family had a wide variety of pastries. Not only were there all kinds of cakes and pastries, but there were also steamed dumplings, steamed buns, and so on.
Among them, the most famous in Jiangdu were the steamed buns of Fuchun and the steamed dumplings of Yechun. They were both created during the Qing Dynasty and belonged to the tea house.
"Yes, master, but I've improved it. Please have a taste." Luo Qing said carefully.
Yuan Zhou picked up a dumpling with his chopsticks and immediately felt the toughness of the dumpling skin. The chopsticks stuck directly into the dumpling skin and did not break it. "The dumpling skin is kneaded well, and the strength is quite good."
"Crack."
When he took a bite, the first thing he felt was not the rich gravy, but a fresh and elegant taste. The fish and water chestnuts were mixed together. The combination of the soft and tender fish and the crisp water chestnuts, and Luo Qing should have added some fish bladder in it. In the end, the fish tasted a little tough, which was not bad.
"Next time when you deal with the stuffing, you can choose the position of the fish belly, add some pig darts in it, and adjust the amount of water chestnuts." Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay, thank you, master." Luo Qing kept all of his instructions in mind.
"Ok, this quiz is over. I have understood everyone's situation. Tomorrow, I will give you the corresponding notes and tell you the future study direction according to your situation. Likewise, let's gather here at 3: 00 in the afternoon," said Yuan Zhou as he closed the notebook in his hand and stood up.
That's right. In order to teach in accordance with the aptitude of each disciple, Yuan Zhou took great pains to directly record the situation of each disciple one by one.
"In the future, you will hand in a homework every month like your eldest senior brother. You don't have to stay in Rong City all the time, but you can't neglect the study and practice of cooking. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me at any time." Yuan Zhou said seriously.
"Got it, master." Everyone answered in unison.
Next, Yuan Zhou gave guidance to each of them according to their situation. Although they were studying the same cuisine, it didn't necessarily mean that the direction of their research was the same. However, they were well-versed in cooking. Along with Yuan Zhou's explanations that explained the profound concepts in simple terms, each of them more or less gained a lot.
Seeing them whispering to each other from time to time and pondering alone from time to time, as if they had gained something, Yuan Zhou felt relieved.
"It seems that I have the talent to be a master." Yuan Zhou felt that it was not a coincidence that he had taught Cheng Zhao Mei.
Now, these nominal disciples had also begun to flourish.
It didn't take long to cook. Instead, they spent a lot of time discussing. Soon, it was time for Yuan Zhou to leave. After instructing the disciples, Cheng Zhao Mei sent him back to The Kitchen God.
Dinner time started on time.
As usual, nothing happened during dinner time. If there was anything strange, it might be that there were a few people who wore sunglasses and hats that covered most of their faces. They looked like gangsters. However, there were even weirder outfits than that. Therefore, everyone just glanced at them and didn't pay attention to them anymore.
After making the sobering meal, Yuan Zhou began to look through the notes he had taken in the afternoon. He planned to take them out and copy them tomorrow morning.
In the past, he had given Cheng Zhao Mei the original copies. This time, he had given the nominal disciples high-definition copies. It wasn't that he was favoring one and discriminating against the other. But since there were two nominal disciples of the same cuisine, some review materials must be passed to each other. If he gave it to one disciple and then gave it back to the other disciple?
That would definitely not work.
The notes prepared for the apprenticeship ceremony were the original copies. It was a booklet specially written by Yuan Zhou according to the specific situation of each person he knew.
Otherwise, how could so many nominal disciples find small methods that they could use in the notes, but now everyone had not realized this fact.
The next morning.
"Ding Ding Dong Dong"
"Everything should be packed, right?" Mo Yun looked around and found that the things he wanted to bring had been packed. He looked around again to make sure.
At this time, even Yuan Zhou hadn't gotten up to exercise, but Mo Yun had already cleaned up the house and packed the things he needed into the suitcase. It could be seen how early this person got up.
Looking around the whole place of "A Tofu Shop" again, Mo Yun locked the door and pulled the suitcase to the car that he had booked before without looking back.
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