The only thing that comforted Zuo Zuo was that she ordered a lot of dishes, and she could order more if it was not enough. Second Senior Brother had said that he would treat her today and she could order whatever she wanted.
In the past, little junior sister would not fight for food with Second Senior Brother, but now, in front of the dishes made by Boss Yuan, she was not reserved or shy.
It must be because the dishes were not made by Yuan Zhou!
Both of them were extremely fast, but whether it was the crispy fat of the pig head meat, the fresh and fragrant lean meat, or the fresh and tender taste of the long fish, all of them enriched the entire mouth, making people unable to stop eating.
Even if they were extremely fast, it did not prevent them from enjoying this feast of taste.
And the Pink Lion Head Meat melted in the mouth. It was so fresh and sweet that it made people feel as if they could feel the brilliant cultural heritage of Yangzhou … The latter part was purely a thought after eating. If they were hungry and not full, they would not think of these.
After experiencing a series of feasts, Gao Hui didn't feel tired at all. He felt that he could even finish a cow if it was placed in front of him. It was really delicious and appetizing, unlike the greasy and full feeling of eating the dishes made by other chefs.
This was also the reason why the diners of The Kitchen God always wanted to eat when their stomachs could not be any more full.
"This salted duck must be the Osmanthus Duck. It is full of flavor, fat but not greasy. It is definitely the best of the Jinling salted ducks." Gao Hui spat it out after chewing the bones and felt that they were tasteless.
If it were not for the fact that he could not swallow it, he would have swallowed the bones. The salted duck of The Kitchen God was not only delicious, but also the taste on the bones was very delicious. People often commented that the food was not tasty.
Gao Hui thought that this was the textbook.
"It must be the Osmanthus Duck. Boss Yuan's ingredients are famous for being good. No matter what it is, it is the best," Zuo Zuo said proudly with her chin raised.
"Indeed, after eating so many dishes, the taste is quite good, and the ingredients are also quite good," Gao Hui agreed.
He silently recorded these materials in his heart, planning to improve his work. He came here to collect materials, so he must record them carefully.
But speaking of which, everything in the world could not only be imagined, but also needed to be put into practice.
"There are some lines that I need to think about. Speaking of which, I thought of another burden." Gao Hui smiled.
The Osmanthus Duck got its name not because of the osmanthus flowers in it, but because the duck was juicy and tasty before and after the osmanthus flowers bloomed. It was the best time to eat the meat, so it was called Osmanthus Duck.
Although the salted duck provided by Yuan Zhou did not have the fragrance of osmanthus, the closer it was to the bone, there was a faint fragrance. Although it was light, it lasted very long. This was also the reason why Gao Hui disregarded his image and chewed on the bone to absorb the flavor.
Gao Hui didn't know the reason, he only knew that it was delicious. On the other hand, when Yuan Zhou took the duck to cook, he was shown off. As for what it ate and drank, I won't go into details here. Although it was a duck that lived a more carefree life than Yuan Zhou, Yuan Zhou said that no matter how carefree it was, it was still an ingredient that could only be served on the dining table.
After the two of them finished the salted duck, there was only one main dish left: Zuo Zuo's Yangchun noodles and Gao Hui's Egg-Fried rice.
As the name suggested, Yangchun noodles were noodles. In Jiangsu Cuisine, apart from Gusu, which had a sense of ritual when eating noodles, the most famous was probably the Yangchun noodles of Yangzhou.
There were many historical legends about it. As a clear broth and smooth noodles, it was rare. However, from these, it could be seen that the taste of Yangchun noodles was excellent.
The Yangchun noodles lived up to its reputation as soon as it was served. The broth was slightly maroon and didn't look pure white. However, it looked extraordinarily beautiful when contrasted with the snow-white noodles and the emerald green scallions.
The strong fragrance of scallions drilled straight into the nostrils. It could be seen that it couldn't wait to put it in the mouth for others to eat.
Gao Hui looked at the bowl of noodles and was tempted. In fact, it wasn't to say that the Yang Chun noodles were very good, because there was no meat or eggs. It was just the most traditional noodles, soup, and scallions. But just looking at it made him want to eat it, but he still couldn't get over it.
He didn't know if it was because the fragrance was too strong, or because the overall appearance was too good, but even the smell of scallions, which he usually found unbearable, was so cute in Gao Hui's eyes.
Gao Hui also felt embarrassed. The main dish was fine, but the main dish, a guy, was snatching a girl's noodles. Even if they were fellow apprentices, it was too intimate. Fortunately, his Egg-Fried Rice was served.
As a classic dish of the restaurant, the Egg-Fried Rice was definitely the main character. Once it was served, the strong fragrance of eggs firmly attracted Gao Hui's attention. The distinct golden fried rice made people feel as if it was glowing. It was hard not to notice it.
Therefore, the fellow apprentice and sister, one with chopsticks and the other with a spoon, began to eat.
"Slurp, slurp"
The noodles with chopsticks were sucked into her mouth. It was chewy and smooth, which was Zuo Zuo's first impression. Then came the fragrance of scallions and the rich and mellow taste of the broth.
The chewy noodles and the fragrant broth both gave people great enjoyment. After eating a few mouthfuls of noodles and drinking a mouthful of broth, Zuo Zuo couldn't stop eating for a moment.
As for Gao Hui, he was also immersed in the delicious Egg-Fried Rice. Only when he finished eating did he realize that there was no scallions in the Egg-Fried Rice.
Although Gao Hui would eat such a delicious Egg-Fried Rice without hesitation even if there were scallions, the main point was that there were no scallions.
"Junior sister, do you think Head Chef Yuan can really know that I don't eat scallions?"
Although the truth was right in front of him, Gao Hui still felt that it was unbelievable.
The dishes were delicious. That was not a problem. As long as he worked hard, he would eventually be able to reach that level. Although it was probably impossible for him to reach Yuan Zhou's level in this lifetime and he didn't even know if he would be able to do so in his next lifetime, there was always a little bit of hope.
But to be able to know your preferences and taboos just by looking at you without even knowing you, wasn't that too unreal?
Even though he had experienced the baptism of Yuan Zhou's culinary skills, Gao Hui still found it hard to believe. Was there really someone in this world who had the same skin as him that could do such a thing?
"Of course. Boss Yuan is very awesome. Otherwise, how could he be called Yuan Yafeng?" Zuo Zuo was now a fan of Yuan Zhou.
"You have a point," Gao Hui said thoughtfully.
Indeed, this was the only explanation. It wasn't strange for the best chef in Asia to have some unique and inexplicable characteristics, right?
As Zuo Zuo had to tell Yuan Zhou about the trial lecture tomorrow night, she didn't leave immediately after dinner. Instead, she waited outside for the opening hours to end.
As for Gao Hui, he used the excuse of taking care of his junior sister to stay behind. As for the thought of personally talking to Yuan Zhou, he had already made up his mind.
There was no better way to collect material than to talk to Yuan Zhou at a close distance.
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