"Master, good afternoon."
Cheng Zhao Mei, Dashi Xiujie, Huang Gang, Ke Sen, and a dozen other people spoke with vigorous voices. Even if they didn't deliberately increase their volume, it was still very loud.
"Good afternoon." Yuan Zhou nodded and answered.
Looking at the dozen radishes in front of him … no, his disciples, Yuan Zhou revealed a happy smile like a farmer when he had a bumper harvest.
"Congratulations on the fifth anniversary of the opening of the restaurant, Master. I hope Master will get better and better," the disciples said in unison again.
They had rehearsed this before they came. Although they had brought their own congratulatory gifts, they still had to say a few words of good luck together.
Just this simple sentence made everyone, including Cheng Zhao Mei, struggle for a long time.
Because Yuan Zhou wasn't a human. No, he accidentally said what was on his mind. It was because he didn't know how to give his blessings and it was really inappropriate to do so.
Bless his culinary skills to get better and better?
Leave a way out for Chu Xiao, OK? Leave a taillight for other chefs, OK?
As for wishing him good health?
The disciples all knew that Yuan Zhou could be said to be the second Wang Jike in the culinary circle. His body was twice as good. Most importantly, they were all much older than Yuan Zhou. That scene was really too beautiful.
The other small restaurants' business was getting better and better, and so on. In the end, it could only be described with the simplest word, getting better and better.
"Thank you, everyone." Yuan Zhou nodded to show his appreciation.
At first, he accepted disciples for the purpose of promoting various cuisines. After he accepted them, although their treatment was not as good as that of Cheng Zhao Mei, who was the direct disciple, they were not far behind. It took Yuan Zhou a lot of effort to recruit them. Therefore, every time he saw these disciples, he would have a sense of pride.
The nominal disciples really made fast progress. Zhang Haisen wasn't the only father who came to thank his son. For example, Ke Sen's father, Colin, came several times. It was not only to thank him but also to study Guizhou Cuisine together. It was killing two birds with one stone.
As for Wang Mingjie's father, Old Man Wang, he was stationed in Chengdu. From time to time, he would either harass Zhou Shijie or come to The Kitchen God for a meal and a chat.
"Master, this is the Ginger Sauce Hot Chicken that I made today. I think it's almost done. Please have a taste." Zhao Mei was the first to stand up and place the food box on the table.
Before Cheng Zhao Mei met Yuan Zhou, she could be said to be a chef of the Chengdu School of Sichuan Cuisine. But after meeting Yuan Zhou, she developed in the direction of a comprehensive Sichuan Cuisine. Not only did she focus on the Chengdu School of Sichuan Cuisine, she also dabbled in other types of cuisine, be it Palace Cuisine, Jianghu Cuisine, or others.
Therefore, Cheng Zhaomei's title as the King of Sichuan Cuisine wasn't just for show. In the field of Sichuan Cuisine, no matter which faction she belonged to, she was truly a figure who could make a name for herself. Other than her master, no one in the field of Sichuan Cuisine could match her.
Pa!
When the lid of the food box was opened, a strong smell of ginger vinegar gushed out, followed closely by the freshness of the chicken.
"As expected of the eldest senior brother. Just this fragrance alone is enough for us to chase after him for a long time." Zhang Longquan stood closer to the front and could smell it more clearly.
"He's indeed worthy of his name," Liu Mingyuan said inwardly.
"Eldest senior brother is also an expert." Dashi Xiujie was full of enthusiasm.
"Zhao Mei, you used southern ginger this time, right? The ginger flavor is slightly dense and fresh. Very good." It was rare for Yuan Zhou to open his mouth and praise first.
"Thank you, master." Cheng Zhao Mei nodded her head.
Yuan Zhou picked up the chopsticks and tasted it. The chicken was fresh and tender, with a strong ginger flavor and a strong vinegar flavor. Because she used southern ginger, the spiciness was moderate. Then, she used aged vinegar, which made it slightly sour. Yuan Zhou didn't know if Zhao Mei had done this on purpose or if it was something else.
According to the usual method, she should add balsamic vinegar. Otherwise, the taste of aged vinegar would slightly cover up the ginger and chicken.
But this kind of problem was too simple. Yuan Zhou had confidence in his eldest disciple and wouldn't make such an obvious mistake. Secondly, this kind of flavor was his favorite.
"Zhao Mei, did you deliberately choose the aged vinegar?" Yuan Zhou asked.
Cheng Zhao Mei nodded her head. "Yes. Compared with the aromatic vinegar, I think master prefers this kind of vinegar."
Yuan Zhou's standard had always been that it was not the most original or the most authentic, but the best to suit the taste of the diners and retain the original characteristics of the dishes at the same time.
"There's no problem with the control of the heat. The main thing is the choice of seasonings and the proportion of the proportion," Yuan Zhou said.
"Thank you, master."
After Yuan Zhou said that, Cheng Zhao Mei just finished writing the last word. She put away the small notebook and immediately thanked him.
"Very good." Yuan Zhou gave a rare comment.
He was telling the truth, not encouraging her. Cheng Zhao Mei's recent progress was very obvious. Maybe it was because she had a few more junior brothers. In short, she worked very hard.
After Cheng Zhao Mei was finished, according to the usual practice, the only junior sister, Luo Qing, should be the first one. But because the two new nominal disciples of Hunan Cuisine showed up for the first time, the opportunity was given to them.
Although Mi Hao was 1.9 meters taller than Liu Mingyuan, he was a little timid than Liu Mingyuan. Liu Mingyuan was the first one to stand out.
Trying to stabilize his trembling legs, Liu Mingyuan took a deep breath and stood out.
It was not that Yuan Zhou looked very strict. On the contrary, he was very gentle, but there was a kind of aura that made people dare not to act rashly. Anyway, that was how Liu Mingyuan felt.
"Hello, master. I'm Liu Mingyuan." Liu Mingyuan was nervous and began to talk.
"You're from Hunan Cuisine, right? Don't be nervous since it's your first time here. We'll do the apprenticeship when we get the news from Qin Cuisine. But we need to wait." Seeing that Liu Mingyuan seemed to be nervous, Yuan Zhou comforted him.
"Don't worry, as long as it's convenient for you, master." Liu Mingyuan blurted out.
After saying a few words, Liu Mingyuan felt a little better and took out the dishes he had cooked from the food box.
He listened to Cheng Zhao Mei's words and made a very simple dish. In a small white plate, which was a little bigger than a palm, there were glossy eggplant strips, which were Hunan Cuisine's three-flavored eggplant.
It was a little similar to the Sichuan Cuisine's eggplant with garlic sauce, but not very similar in taste. The eggplant with garlic sauce focused on the fragrance of fish, while the three-flavored eggplant was a combination of spicy, sour, and sweet. The three flavors were prominent and integrated with each other. In fact, it was very difficult to master the proportion. If one was not careful, either the east wind would overpower the west wind or the south wind would overpower the north wind.
"There's no problem with a rough taste, and it's also perfect if you taste it carefully." Yuan Zhou said, "But many dishes can be pursued to increase the taste by a few tenths."
"For this dish … the size of the eggplant strips can be cut a little smaller, so that the taste can be more easily absorbed. As for the specific size, you can experiment later. Consider it your homework." Yuan Zhou gave homework to the registered disciple who came for the first time.
Before coming, Liu Mingyuan had been taught to prepare a recording pen or a small notebook to record Yuan Zhou's instructions.
Liu Mingyuan was not very confident in his writing speed, so he prepared a recording pen. Although he was nervous, he had turned on the recording pen before coming up just in case. It could be considered as a fluke.
"Yes, master. I got it." Liu Mingyuan thanked him.
There was no need to doubt Yuan Zhou's ability. What Liu Mingyuan needed to do was to first record what Yuan Zhou said and then slowly explore the rest when he went back.
Although there was no apprenticeship ceremony, Liu Mingyuan and Mi Hao still did a lot of preparation work. After all, not everyone had this opportunity to be apprenticed to Yuan Zhou. If they didn't have some unique skills, they wouldn't dare to show it.
Next, Mi Hao prepared the common braised pork with soy sauce. Of course, this was also his specialty. The authentic slightly cherry-red color made people feel very comfortable just looking at it.
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