Just when Yuan Zhou was looking for delicacies in Thailand and was surrounded by spices, someone came as promised.
This was an old man with a very strange surname. His surname was Ji, and his name was Ji Yi. People gave him the nickname Steamed Bun Ji. Of course, this nickname was something that happened a decade or two ago.
It was still in the old Chengdu. Three Big Pastries and Candied Fruits could be seen everywhere on the street. Ji Yi's steamed buns were the best in the old Chengdu. His small shop, Ji Yi's Steamed Bun, had a long queue every morning. The steamed buns he made were also sold out every day. It was not an exaggeration to say that the supply could not meet the demand.
Strictly speaking, Ji Yi's grandfather made breakfast during the Republic of China. It was passed down from generation to generation. It was not an exaggeration to say that his family was a family of steamed buns.
Ji Yi was famous for his steamed buns. However, friends who were familiar with Ji Yi all knew that Ji Yi's best dish was the Thousand Thread Mantou, which was his specialty. The reason why he sold steamed buns was that it was not that complicated to make. For money, steamed buns were definitely better.
Now the old Chengdu had become the new Chengdu. Ji Yi's Steamed Bun Restaurant had long been closed and turned into a shopping mall. However, Ji Yi himself was doing well. He was the secretary-general of the China Cooked Wheaten Foods Association. In the whole circle, he was also a well-known golden signboard.
"You can even take a plane by yourself now. You've improved," Liu Zhang looked at Ji Yi and teased him at the airport.
Ji Yi looked to be in his 60s or 70s, but in fact, he was not even 60 years old. He took a look at Liu Zhang unhappily and sized him up, "You're still wearing a Tang suit. You look so ugly."
Liu Zhang seemed to have gotten used to it. He said without any anger, "Long time no see. Let's go and welcome you. What do you want to eat?"
"He said on the phone that someone can make Thousand Thread Mantou that tastes better than mine. Where is he? I want to eat that." Ji Yi paused for a while and then changed the topic, "What's the name of that chef? Is he a folk master?"
Ji Yi knew all the great cooked wheaten foods masters in the country. After all, with his status and seniority, it was necessary to have thousands of connections. There were many cooked wheaten foods masters in the country, but Ji Yi was confident that no one could surpass him in Thousand Thread Mantou.
Therefore, if it was true, it could only be a master among the people. After all, the saying that masters were among the people was not a joke.
"You'll know when we get there," Liu Zhang said.
Ji Yi snorted coldly. What he meant was that he had to be satisfied with whatever appeared.
Liu Zhang knew that Ji Yi was an impatient person, so he didn't say anything more and drove to Taoxi Road. On the way, Liu Zhang tried to communicate with Ji Yi many times, but Ji Yi rejected him with a single sentence. The relationship between them was quite complicated, so the 3,000 words of gratitude and hatred were omitted here.
Half an hour later, Liu Zhang and Ji Yi appeared on Taoxi Road, and Liu Zhang also found that there were fewer people on the street than usual today. It was almost dinnertime now, and the streets were usually crowded at this time, so people had to line up.
As for the location of the restaurant, Ji Yi didn't say anything. In his heart, he had already considered it a folk master. The small restaurant of such a folk master was very remote. For example, he knew a small restaurant that sold extremely delicious Cross-bridge Rice Noodle, but the restaurant was very simple and the place was much worse than here.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Liu Zhang and Ji Yi saw the closed door. Liu Zhang was stunned because he saw the leave notice on the door clearly. It was really unfortunate.
"It's closed?" Ji Yi pointed at the leave notice on the door and asked.
"It's true. No wonder there is no one on the street today," Liu Zhang said with a look of pity.
"Are you lying to me?" Ji Yi looked at Liu Zhang suspiciously.
No wonder Ji Yi would think so. After all, Liu Zhang also had a previous record of doing such a thing.
"No. I didn't tell you who the person was just now. If I told you, you would know that I am not such a boring person," Liu Zhang said affirmatively.
"Oh, then who was the person who cheated me to eat a Pumpkin Mantou last time?" Ji Yi sneered.
"That was an accident. I also believed someone by mistake," Liu Zhang said.
"Whose restaurant is this?" Ji Yi took a look at Liu Zhang with a look of disbelief and then directly pointed at the restaurant and asked.
"Speaking of this, you definitely know this young man. He is a genius." Before Liu Zhang said anything, he directly praised him.
"Who?" Ji Yi asked.
"This is The Kitchen God, Yuan Zhou, the one who has become very famous recently," Liu Zhang said confidently.
Once he heard the name, Ji Yi believed that Liu Zhang wasn't joking this time. After all, he had also heard about Yuan Zhou's craftsmanship.
"I have heard about Yuan Zhou from the chairman of the Chef's Alliance. He is a very awesome young chef. He did a good job on the matter of Tengyuan last time," Ji Yi nodded the head and then said. How could he not know Yuan Zhou who was in the limelight?
"Now you believe that I didn't cheat you, right?" Liu Zhang said.
"No, I know he has very good culinary skills. He is of the younger generation and even better than the older generation. But speaking of making steamed buns and Mantou, I don't think I am worse than him, "Ji Yi said confidently.
"Don't deny it. Yuan Zhou's craftsmanship is superb. It is more delicious than yours," Liu Zhang said earnestly.
"This guy is so good at cooking and he is so young. How could he have time to learn how to make steamed buns and Mantou? Besides, I have been making Thousand Thread Mantou for dozens of years." Ji Yi didn't believe that Yuan Zhou could cook better than him.
"That's why I say some people are geniuses. You don't understand. The Thousand Thread Mantou made by this guy is indeed authentic," Liu Zhang said affirmatively.
"Okay. I can't wait for him for one week. I just don't have as much experience as I do in my mother's womb." Ji Yi made up his mind to wait for Yuan Zhou for one week and then turned around and left.
"No problem. This guy keeps his word. He will definitely come back after one week," Liu Zhang nodded the head repeatedly and said.
"However, we have to come earlier. Otherwise, I'm afraid we won't even be able to see Yuan Zhou," Liu Zhang said while walking.
"I know. This guy cooks so well. I also have to taste it when the time comes," Ji Yi answered.
Yuan Zhou, who was far away in Thailand, knew nothing about that. He was trying his best to refuse a sauce that smelled very bad.
The matter was very simple. The short waiter really understood Yuan Zhou's meaning of asking for hot water and thus poured hot water for him. In order to thank Yuan Zhou, the old couple sitting in the back seat insisted on sitting together with him. Then, the old granny introduced the Thai specialty sauce to Yuan Zhou warmly.
The sauce was in a brown paste shape in a big plastic bottle. Before it was opened, a large amount of the mixture of citronella, lemon, holy basil, tender ginger, and peppermint came out.
It was simply a test of his nose.
"Thank you, granny. I don't like the sauce with this flavor," Yuan Zhou refused decisively.
"How can you do that? This is the Thai specialty sauce, which is specially used to dip beef. You have to add some lemon. This is what the tour guide taught us. It should be very delicious," while saying that, the old granny squeezed a small half bowl of sauce into Yuan Zhou's bowl.
"Thank you, granny. That's enough," Yuan Zhou indicated to the old granny repeatedly.
However, Yuan Zhou felt his nose was going to fail soon.
"How persistent are the Thais to spices?" Staring at the sauce in the bowl, Yuan Zhou carefully counted the more than 20 spices that were incompatible with each other.
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