After this meal, Secretary Fang finally realized his naivety. What did it mean that it was impossible to master so many cuisines just because he looked like a human?
"Yuan Zhou might look like a human, but he might not be a human," Secretary Fang thought.
Although he had only eaten three cuisines, he could tell from the expressions of the leader and Head Chef Gao Fei that they were all excellent.
"When I was young, when I learned about Da Vinci, I knew that every few years, there would be people who are not human," Secretary Fang said, "These years, it should be Head Chef Yuan who is not human when it comes to cooking."
This meal had truly broadened his horizons!
Yuan Zhou, whose five senses had been strengthened, was very sensitive. Leader Zhao looked at him frequently and naturally noticed it, especially when he left at the end, when he was busy.
"Does he want an autograph? Unfortunately, he's busy, "Yuan Zhou muttered in his heart.
If it was a normal day, it wouldn't be a big deal. But it was business hours now, and Yuan Zhou had always been very focused on cooking, ignoring everything else. Therefore, he only felt regretful.
It wasn't strange for someone to ask for his autograph, because it wasn't the first time.
He remembered the first time someone asked for his autograph, he was a little confused. After all, the person wasn't a star.
That day was in the afternoon. When Yuan Zhou was planning to study his cooking skills, a person rushed in like a tornado. He was so fast that even he couldn't see the specific movement clearly.
According to that person, he had just arrived at Chengdu from Gui Province and wanted an autograph to be framed to encourage him to learn cooking skills.
Since it was something to be mounted, after thinking for a while, he specially wrote it in a better handwriting than usual.
Handwriting was really a traditional skill for students. Handwriting was completely different when one was serious and when one wasn't serious. Yuan Zhou didn't lose this skill, not to mention he had specially trained for it.
"I'm almost done with my autograph. I should be able to sign for others now," Yuan Zhou said in his heart.
After all, it was business time. He only had a momentary daze for a few seconds before he continued to concentrate on cooking.
After walking out of The Kitchen God, Leader Zhao looked back at the signboard of the restaurant and rolled his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
Although the previous plan was completely aborted, Leader Zhao was still very confident that he would find a suitable way to develop tourism in Lu Province.
"Let's go." Leader Zhao turned around and strode forward.
Leader Zhao's visit to Chengdu had come to an end. We returned to Fatty's place.
The fatty's surname was Zhan, and he was usually quite calculative, even more so than the auntie.
Although Chen Wei had settled the trouble of cutting the queue, Fatty Zhan still had some doubts in his heart. The difference between the first place in the country and the first place in Asia was still a little big.
Although Chen Wei said it confidently, Fatty Zhan felt that it was impossible for a Chinese chef to be the best in Asia. After all, there was still Japan. Just look at the number of three-star Michelin restaurants in Japan and the number of three-star Michelin restaurants in China.
This was a typical lack of confidence in the food culture of one's own country.
As a matter of fact, Fatty Zhan was a typical second-generation rich kid. He came from Jin Province and his family ran a company. He also majored in management. Therefore, when he worked in the company, the bonus he got every year was only enough for him to spend. As for why he felt that Chinese cuisine was not as good as Japanese cuisine, it was related to the external knowledge he had gained.
Nowadays, there were many public accounts advocating that Japanese cuisine was healthy and light. Those who wrote such content probably hadn't been to Japan before. Take a look at the famous Kobe Wagyu. Ordinary people couldn't eat it as it was too greasy.
Fatty Zhan was lucky to be near the front of the line. When the first batch was almost finished, it was his turn to enter the restaurant.
"I'm telling the truth. It's really small." Fatty Zhan looked around and found an empty seat to sit down.
He had also eaten in high-class restaurants and visited small restaurants before. All he wanted was delicious food. Therefore, he didn't have any requirements for the environment of The Kitchen God.
Fatty Zhan was also a capable person. When Su Ruoyan arrived, he started to order dishes, as if he knew a lot about food. After listening carefully, Su Ruoyan ordered Sichuan Cuisine. This guy probably hadn't even finished watching the news about Yuan Zhou. When he saw the restaurant was in Chengdu, he pointed at Sichuan Cuisine. Steamed Tofu with Minced Pork, Twice Cooked Pork, Spicy Chicken, Yuxiang Shredded Pork, Sautéed Vermicelli with Spicy Minced Pork, etc., were all common home-cooked dishes.
"The more home-cooked the dishes are, the better the chef's standard will be. I'll just order these dishes." Fatty Zhan had a complacent look on his face. Obviously, he was very confident about his idea.
After ordering more than ten dishes in one go, he let Su Ruoyan go and urged her to order.
Pushing the Welcoming Set Meal aside, Fatty Zhan intended to wait for the dishes to be served slowly. He looked around the restaurant, which was already full. "I think the first dish will take at least 10 minutes."
He felt that serving the first dish in 10 minutes was a normal speed. It was neither too fast nor too slow and he could afford to wait.
Unfortunately, Yuan Zhou wasn't someone ordinary people could measure. In just 5 minutes, Fatty Zhan's first dish was served. It was Sautéed Vermicelli with Spicy Minced Pork.
"What a fragrant smell." Fatty Zhan sniffed and an intoxicated expression appeared on his face.
When the dish was carried to him, he saw the translucent vermicelli. The tiny meat pieces were wrapped around the vermicelli and dyed with the sauce. It really looked like ants climbing a tree.
"Why is it so fragrant? It smells like it's very delicious. It seems that the reputation of being the number one chef in the country is well-deserved. Moreover, it's so fast." Fatty impatiently picked up the chopsticks and rolled up some vermicelli.
The white and fat vermicelli was wrapped around the chopsticks, but the tiny meat pieces didn't fall off. After they were sent into the mouth, the meat pieces burst open one after another and the gravy immediately overflowed. The vermicelli was sticky and accompanied by the slightly burnt meat pieces, the texture of meat was all over the mouth.
"Slurp, slurp"
Mouthful after mouthful of vermicelli was sucked into the mouth along with the meat pieces. In the end, there was even a faint spicy taste, which made people feel satisfied.
After eating the Sautéed Vermicelli with Spicy Minced Pork into his stomach, Fatty Zhan sighed in satisfaction, "It's indeed at the level of the number one chef in Asia. I have to eat some more."
This time, Fatty Zhan had his eyes on the Steamed Tofu with Minced Pork. It couldn't be helped. The tofu was too beautiful and dazzling, just like gold. He was just an ordinary person and liked shiny things.
The tofu was fried to a golden color and the emerald green garlic leaves carried a rich fragrance. When one got closer, one could even see the layer of transparent sauce wrapped around the tofu and the tiny meat pieces. Just looking at it made one salivate.
Fatty Zhan wasn't a gourmet, so he didn't know what tofu looked like a bear's paw and had the same size. However, he felt that this dish looked very good.
He picked up a piece and put it into his mouth. The skin was crispy and the inside was soft and juicy. The thick sauce instantly made the originally bland tofu taste rich. The fragrance of the beans and the fragrance of the meat made people praise it endlessly. At least, Fatty Zhan was praising it while eating.
Fatty Zhan had a body that easily sweated, but the restaurant had always maintained a constant temperature. Logically speaking, he wouldn't sweat. However, Fatty Zhan's actions were too big. One plate after another, it was as if he was directly pouring the tofu into his mouth. Apart from Black Beast, Hairy Bear, and Yu Daoyi, this was another human who ate like a tornado.
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