Seeing Zhou Zhangju still at a loss, Lee Yanyi reminded him further.
"I told you that your eyes are covered. Do you still not believe me? Is this Stir-fried Exquisite Pork the same as the one you ate five years ago? Open your eyes wide and look at it before you speak." Lee Yanyi didn't know what politeness was.
Of course, he still had some sense of propriety. At least, he didn't say something like 'dog eyes'. It was obvious that he was showing mercy to Zhou Zhangju. However, not everyone could appreciate such mercy.
Zhou Zhangju was about to get angry after being rebuked by Lee Yanyi. However, when he heard the last sentence, he suddenly came to himself. Having no time to argue with Lee Yanyi, he took a closer look before the dish was turned away and found it was indeed different.
This dish had a nice name and was even more beautiful. The ingredients were changed into the shape of flowers, making it look like a blooming peony on the plate. At first glance, it seemed to be the same as the whole lamb banquet made by Master Song, the Great Master of Halal Cuisine, when Zhou Zhangju was lucky enough to eat it. At that time, he ate it with Lee Yanyi, so he knew it very well.
At first glance, Zhou Zhangju thought it was the Stir-fried Exquisite Pork that Master Song had cooked.
But now, he couldn't vent his anger anymore. It was indeed different.
Five years ago, the Stir-fried Exquisite Pork was made with sheep's heart. But now, the dish in Yuan Zhou's plate was actually sheep's kidney instead of sheep's heart.
The difference of one word sounded similar, but it was totally different when the ingredients were completely different.
Moreover, the Stir-fried Exquisite Pork was obviously stir-frying just from the name. However, the dish in front of him that looked like a blooming flower was steamed. It could be said to be the complete opposite.
Lee Yanyi was a little mean, but he was right. Zhou Zhangju indeed didn't see it clearly. He wanted to scold him but couldn't find a reason. He felt so aggrieved that he could only relieve his depression by eating more delicacies.
"How is it? Can you tell?" Lee Yanyi's expression seemed to be saying, "That's it?" He was really asking for a beating.
Zhou Zhangju didn't say anything but directly nodded his head. Without saying anything, he stretched out his chopsticks and tore off two pieces of the flower petals, putting them into his mouth.
Theoretically, the steamed sheep's kidney should have a bit of a fishy smell. but when he tasted it, he found that there was no such concern at all. His previous thoughts were completely a waste of time.
The moment the soft and cotton-like texture came into contact with his mouth, the warm temperature immediately melted it. A light and elegant fragrance spread in his mouth until it slid from his throat to his stomach. There seemed to be a remnant of the faint fragrance of the plum blossoms in his mouth. The fragrance was elegant with a little unique bitterness, making him reluctant to part with it.
"This taste should be the plum blossom wine, but ordinary curing can't make it so. good, Zhou Zhou thought.." Exquisite, the Ymer 'Jie's Liang.
Zhou Zhou jie. Zhou. Zhou, I, Zhou, Zhou, Zhou, I Zhou, I, Zhou, the Zhou, the Zhou, that, the same, Zhou, I Zhou, Zhou, I Zhou, Zhou, Zhou, have the Zhou, the Zhou, are, are Zhou, I.
When Zhou Zhangju finished the plum blossom in his bowl, he finally had time to take a look at Lee Yanyi. He found that the old man was engrossed in eating something and didn't notice Zhou Zhangju's thoughts at all.
Zhou Zhangju lowered his head and looked at the new dishes that had just been sent over. He chose a very dazzling golden dish and planned to eat it. The pastries just now were cold, so he had to eat something hot to warm himself up.
A table that could accommodate a hundred people was Ma Xiao's proud work. He was very pleased with this. After all, although it didn't seem difficult, it was actually very demanding. Therefore, Ma Xiao wasn't satisfied with it when he made it for the first time. He had to do it again before he felt that it was not bad.
In the eyes of Master Lian, Ma Xiao's work was full of mistakes. Thus, he scolded him.
Master Lian's eyes and hands were sharp. He picked up a dish that seemed to be stir-fried mutton and put it into his mouth. He closed his eyes slightly and ate it contentedly. Then, he moved his chopsticks again. At the same time, he didn't stop talking. "Look at the two lines on your side. Aren't they not very symmetrical? If you had drawn the lines beforehand, such a situation definitely wouldn't have happened. Did you draw the front lines well and draw the back lines based on your feelings? Do you think your eyes are radar?"
Ma Xiao had already stretched out his chopsticks. When he heard Master Lian's words, he immediately retracted his chopsticks and listened to him quietly. After that, he waited for Master Lian to finish explaining his thoughts. Then, he found that half of the stir-fried mutton was gone. Then, he turned around … left … left.
His favorite dish had just slipped away from his eyes. It was imaginable how depressed Ma Xiao was. However, he didn't dare to say it.
Perhaps, the only consolation he had was to receive guidance from Master Lian again and learn some small skills.
The boisterous whole-lamb banquet was very interesting. All kinds of people showed different expressions when they ate the delicacies. It was more interesting than what he had seen in The Kitchen God. After all, the area of the restaurant was small, and it could only accommodate a dozen people at a time.
Of course, the dishes made by Yuan Zhou's nominal disciples were also on the banquet. However, the difference was very obvious. One was made by the disciple, while the other was made by the master. There was definitely a difference. For example, after one round, the dishes made by Yuan Zhou were almost all gone, while the dishes made by his disciples didn't seem to have much change.
In The Kitchen God, the diners had been raised to be picky about the dishes made by Yuan Zhou. In addition, the difference in fragrance, plate presentation, shape, and color scheme were very obvious. Naturally, they could recognize the difference.
The few dishes on the plates of his disciples were eaten by The Kitchen God, Yin Ya and Yuan Zhou. Yuan Zhou ate in order to understand the current level of his disciples and to determine the trend of his teaching. As for Yin Ya, because she knew these dishes were made by Yuan Zhou's disciples to congratulate them on their happy engagement, she naturally wanted to try them.
Although there were a lot of dishes, and it was not a problem for everyone on the banquet to eat four or five dishes on average, they could basically eat their fill. However, this was based on the premise that the dishes were not made by Yuan Zhou.
Because they ate so fast, the banquet ended even faster than expected. Almost all the people who had completely realized their plan of action said a word of blessing to Yuan Zhou and Yin Ya, and then left. Even though they were not full, they still had a smile of blessing on their faces.
When it was dinner time in the evening, after a few hours of fermentation, the big news of Yuan Zhou's engagement had spread in several large groups. Those who could not go to the banquet felt very regretful, and those who had time almost all had dinner to comfort their fat selves, so the dinner time was very lively.
Not to mention the time in the pub, because of the monkey wine that appeared in the engagement ceremony, the winemakers and wine tasters were very cruel to the monkey wine that night. To put it nicely, they said that since they did not drink it during the day, they should drink more at night.
After the pub time ended.
"Little Ya, you won't go back today, right?" Yuan Zhou tilted his head and asked Yin Ya, who had not left the restaurant today.
"Yes." Yin Ya nodded with a slightly red face. Suddenly, she thought of the scene where she was pulled by Mama Yin to whisper to her during the day, and her whole body seemed a little uneasy.
The moon seemed to have hidden in the clouds, and the sky was getting darker and darker. It was almost time for Yuan Zhou's usual sleep.
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