The knives that Yuan Zhou took out were all provided by the system when he opened the restaurant. Logically speaking, they should have been sharpened long ago. However, because they were provided by the system, they were very durable.
Therefore, this was the first time that Yuan Zhou had sharpened all the knives in the kitchen.
"The knives in the kitchen are all provided by the system. They are indeed very good. Moreover, they are very uniform, as if they were produced from the same assembly line by the same manufacturer." After looking at all the knives, Yuan Zhou came to this conclusion.
It was because the sharpness and the width of the blade were very suitable for cutting vegetables. However, they looked exactly the same.
"They are indeed useful, but it's not good to sharpen knives like this." Yuan Zhou frowned slightly and thought. He had to find some knives to try. He couldn't start with a difficult one.
Just when Yuan Zhou was thinking, the onlookers started discussing.
"Isn't Boss Yuan sculpting ice today?"
"Yeah. What's this?"
"Sharpening knives. You don't even know this? Those are obviously whetstones."
"Speaking of this, I haven't heard people shouting about sharpening knives and scissors for a long time."
"Exactly. I feel like this is getting fewer and fewer. The shop doesn't even provide sharpening. Are the knives nowadays thrown away when they are blunt? "
The onlookers were making a lot of noise. Luckily, they weren't loud and didn't disturb Yuan Zhou. However, these words gave Yuan Zhou an idea.
Yuan Zhou raised his head and looked around. There were people coming and going on the street, but Master Cheng was nowhere to be seen. Then, Yuan Zhou directly turned around and went back to the restaurant.
"Dadada Ta". As soon as he entered the restaurant, Yuan Zhou walked quickly to the second floor.
He went straight to his room and took up a piece of white paper from the desk. Then, he started to write with a marker.
"Shua Shua Shua". Yuan Zhou's hand wrote quickly. The tip of the pen emitted a light sound when it touched the paper.
Not long after, the words on the paper were written. There were three lines in total. Each word was relatively big and could be seen when one was a little closer.
On it was written, [Free sharpening. Each time, five knives. One hour later. ]
"Um, this should be enough." Yuan Zhou picked up the paper and looked at it with satisfaction.
Yes, Yuan Zhou was prepared to help the people around him sharpen knives for free. This way, he could not only train his skills in sharpening knives, but he could also practice with different kinds of knives. It could be said to be killing three birds with one stone.
After all, someone had just said that it had been a long time since someone came here to sharpen knives and scissors.
When Yuan Zhou went downstairs again, Engineer Cheng was already waiting at the door with a wooden box in his hand.
"Master Yuan, what should I do now?" Seeing Yuan Zhou coming downstairs, Engineer Cheng immediately put down the box in his hand carefully, stepped forward to take the paper and wooden frame from Yuan Zhou's hand and asked.
"Stick this up and put it at the foot of the wall. Don't take it out yet," Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay." Engineer Cheng nodded and began to paste the paper.
One good thing about Engineer Cheng was that he never asked too many questions. Whatever Yuan Zhou asked him to do, he would do it seriously.
Behind him, when Engineer Cheng was working, Yuan Zhou put on an apron, sat on the bench and tidied up the hem of his Hanfu. When he looked back and saw that Engineer Cheng had already pasted the paper, he said.
"Come over when you are done," Yuan Zhou said.
"Okay." Engineer Cheng nodded, then picked up his box and walked to Yuan Zhou.
"Did you bring your knife?" Yuan Zhou asked.
"Yes, I have. This is the one I usually use. It's all here." On hearing that, Master Cheng immediately picked up his own box.
"Let me see," Yuan Zhou said.
Hardly had Yuan Zhou finished his words when Engineer Cheng opened his box.
The exterior of Master Cheng's suitcase was brown with wood grain, and it looked very stable and elegant. It was about the size of a small suitcase and had a thickness of 12 centimeters. There were two silver buckles on the front, and it looked like it contained some valuable antiques.
That's right. A chef's knife was the most precious thing in the heart of a chef. It was not only a tool to eat, but also a partner to climb to the top.
Therefore, since ancient times, chefs had been very protective of their knives. For example, Yuan Zhou cherished his Miracle Kitchen Knife very much.
The reason why Yuan Zhou felt that the famous chef Dean was far inferior to Chu Xiao was not because of his cooking skills, but because of his attitude.
To put it bluntly, Dean was indeed a famous French chef. However, even the chairman of the Chinese Chefs' Association, Zhou Shijie, had handled the knives by himself. He would never ask his assistant to carry the kitchenware like Dean did.
Regarding this point, it couldn't be simply explained by the difference of culture.
After all, Chu Xiao was also a famous chef who grew up abroad. During the exchange meeting between China and Japan, he had carried his box of knives the whole time, while his assistant was only responsible for taking off the insignificant things such as the apron.
When it came to kitchenware, Yuan Zhou was very persistent. This thinking was partly because of his character, and partly because of Yuan Zhou's previous experience.
When he was still an assistant chef, the head chef would not use the hotel's knives, but his own set. Moreover, he didn't allow anyone to touch them. Whether it was cleaning or wiping, he had to do it himself. Once, Yuan Zhou accidentally touched it and was scolded for an entire afternoon.
Since then, Yuan Zhou had his current thinking. Most of the time, your deep-rooted thinking was influenced by passers-by whom you might not even remember.
Back to the topic, it was also recorded in the book Slaughtering Sheep, "A chef's knife is a sharp tool used by Pao Zai to cut. If the knife isn't sharp, the cut won't be straight, the freshness won't be able to come out, the flavor won't be able to enter, and the aroma won't be enough. "
This record stated that a good knife also needed to be very sharp to cut the ingredients. Only then could the freshness of the ingredients be brought out to the fullest.
Yuan Zhou pursued perfection in his food. He had even invented the beanpole knife previously just for the sake of the unsociable fragrance of the bamboo. However, he had neglected the most basic point. Yuan Zhou was somewhat blinded by the miracle knife.
Having opened the restaurant for so long, he had never sharpened a knife. This was a huge oversight. Even if the knife provided by the system was very durable, it was a chef's habit to sharpen his own knives frequently.
"It's a variety show like Roll, Dear Beef. It's also the promotion of the Master of Cooked Wheaten Food. I've been on TV continuously. Am I getting complacent?" Yuan Zhou carefully sorted out his recent state of mind.
He didn't get complacent. Yuan Zhou gave himself an answer in the end. It was just that he was indeed a little restless. He found it easy to be human. He felt that he had already done his best and couldn't do any better. In fact, there was still a lot of room for improvement.
"I can still improve." Yuan Zhou muttered to himself. He decided to say this in his heart every morning when he woke up to remind himself.
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