The first two days of the Ankara Conference were to pave the way for the last day. The mutual exchange was the first stop. The most important thing was to show the strength of each country and promote the development of the culinary world.
These big shots of the culinary world from various countries were not so idle that they would come to meet once every few years.
It was all for the cooking exhibition on the last day. There was a rule in the cooking exhibition. The dishes displayed were either the lost dishes of their country or the dishes that had never appeared before.
Only in this way could the development of the culinary world be promoted in a benign way. No matter where or when they were, they would put cooking in the first place.
It seemed that it was easy to make a dish, but in fact, it was very difficult to innovate a dish that had never existed in history or restore a dish that had disappeared in the long river of history.
It wasn't as simple as mixing shallots and green onions and stir-frying them together to create a new dish. Cooking was actually similar to concocting medicine. There were still some things to do. The quantity of each ingredient and the order in which they were put into the pot would affect the final taste of the dish.
The purpose of gathering the top chefs together was to promote the development of the food culture of each country. Since they were the strongest, they should set an example. This was the so-called "one should make his own decisions based on his position".
After the end of the conference the next day, everyone went back to their rooms early to prepare for the cooking exchange tomorrow.
Most of them weren't young anymore. They could cook well, but their movements would be much slower. Therefore, there was no fixed time. As long as the dishes were done, they would be judged. Of course, in the end, the quality of the dishes would also be judged.
Moreover, the top three winners would also be rewarded. One was that the winner's country would have a certain quota to participate in any cooking event in the next five years until the next conference was held. There were no restrictions. Another was that the winner could participate in the elite training organized by the World Culinary Alliance. The last was that the winner would have partial exemptions for the import and export of some ingredients in most countries.
These were the rewards for the winners. Of course, because there was still a difference between the first, second and third place, these welfare rewards were slightly different according to the order of the ranking.
It could be said that with these privileges, not only would there be a way to save effort in training newcomers, but the international status would also be improved a lot. They would be recognized by more people, especially the last one, which was absolutely a big deal.
Although the exempted ingredients still needed to be tested by the World Culinary Union, it was much simpler than other ways.
Yuan Zhou naturally knew the benefits of being the winner. Even though he was confident in his skills, he did not relax. After returning to his room, he began to practice according to his usual routine.
The rooms prepared by the organizing committee were all suites. Not only were there kitchens, but there were also kitchenware and all kinds of ingredients. If they needed other ingredients, they could directly inform the hotel to prepare them.
While Yuan Zhou was preparing for the culinary exchange tomorrow, apart from the domestic customers who were waiting to be fed and counting the time for Yuan Zhou to come back, there were also people who were thinking about him.
"Dadada Stomp"
Zhou Shijie had walked more than five laps, which made Zhang Yan, Wang Huai, Mr. Ma and the others dizzy, but he didn't realize it.
It was really rare for these people to gather together. It could be said that these people were the representatives of the top figures in the Chinese cooking circle.
"Hey, Old Zhou, don't walk here and there. It hurts my eyes. Either sit down or get out. What's wrong with you? Why don't you sit down and walk around? Are you born in the year of the donkey?!" Zhang Yan couldn't bear to see Zhou Shijie's attitude, so he started to criticize him.
This time, Zhou Shijie was not in the mood to argue with him. He said directly, "I'm just anxious. I don't know how Yuan is doing."
Zhang Yan rolled his eyes and said, "Isn't it too early to be anxious? It will start tomorrow."
He didn't know why he was so anxious. He didn't expect that they had been drinking tea for two days in a row, and he still came to check in on time every day. He even watched Zhou Shijie walk around for two days. He really didn't know who was the one who had the problem.
"Little Zhou, just sit down. Don't you know Yuan's capability? Leaving others aside, he should definitely be one of the top three." Wang Huai was the oldest among them and had the most experience. Therefore, only he could say that.
Of course, the calmest one was Mr. Ma. Ever since he promised Yuan Zhou to join the Federation of Chefs of China, he was indeed more popular than before. However, he was still as taciturn as before. It was just that he didn't muddle along as much as before.
Previously, because he couldn't cook the dishes that he was proud of, Mr. Ma basically lived his life as he pleased. However, since he joined the Federation, Mr. Ma found other joys in life. Nevertheless, the other members suffered a lot. The main reason was that Mr. Ma's mouth was really vicious.
"Chairman Zhou, you have been acting like a lazy donkey pulling the millstone for two days. Are you not done or can't you be done? What on earth are you worried about given Yuan Zhou's capability?" Mr. Ma didn't quite understand him.
It seemed that he didn't like Yuan Zhou, but in fact, he treated him as his successor. Seeing Zhou Shijie's manner of not trusting Yuan Zhou, he couldn't help saying vicious words.
"Ahem. It's not that I don't trust him. But the most famous chefs in the world have gathered together. Plus, it's the first time for our country to participate in the competition. If we want to get a good result, I'm afraid that Yuan will feel pressured," Zhou Shijie said with a slight guilty conscience.
Before Yuan Zhou set out, Zhou Shijie specially went to the restaurant to look for Yuan Zhou and told him about the reward for the culinary skills exchange competition at the end of the Ankara Conference. The implication was that he hoped that Yuan Zhou could fight for it. Of course, he didn't say it explicitly. One reason was that no matter how excellent Yuan Zhou's culinary skills were, he indeed treated Yuan Zhou as his own junior. The other reason was that, as seniors, they didn't have the ability to fight for the honor of their country. Instead, they put the burden on a young man, which was not good to hear.
However, as the chairman of the Federation of Chefs of China, there were some things that had to be done. Therefore, he still went there. Of course, most of it was to remind Yuan Zhou that he was afraid that Yuan Zhou would be bullied when he went out.
Yuan Zhou saw through Zhou Shijie's intention at that time, but he didn't say much. He just said that he would try his best. As a Huaxia person, he had the ability to fight for his country, so he naturally needed to do his best.
Thinking of this, Zhou Shijie was particularly nervous. He was afraid that Yuan Zhou would not perform well under too much pressure, and he was also afraid of other things. In short, since Yuan Zhou went to Ankara, he hadn't been able to calm down.
Of course, Yuan Zhou didn't know these. After getting up early in the morning, he first did a set of exercises in the room as usual. After waking up, he had breakfast and began to read books. He asked Charles to buy these books for him in Ankara. They were basically Turkish books about Turkish cuisine.
Although Yuan Zhou had been busy with the seminar in the past two days, he would read these books when he was free. Today was very important, but it was no exception.
When it was time, Yuan Zhou opened the door directly. As expected, he saw Charles waiting by the door. After greeting him, they walked toward the elevator.
"The service of the organizing committee is quite thoughtful." Yuan Zhou muttered.
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