Soybeans were very salty. When they were still bean pods, they could be boiled in clear water and added some salt to make them salty. It was a side dish that went well with wine.
Compared to the peas, the color of the soybeans was slightly darker. The surface was also very smooth and looked very plump.
"It looks good. The skin is not broken at all," Zhou Shijie nodded.
When eating the red beans, Zhou Shijie did not praise the outer skin of the red beans. However, he did praise the soybeans. Soaking them in salt could easily damage the outer skin of the soybeans, so it was not easy to ensure that the outer skin was intact.
That was why Zhou Shijie praised them like that.
"It's a must to be in good condition," Carpenter Lian said while sipping the red beans.
"What do you know? Since when do you know what's on the dining table?" Zhou Shijie cursed.
"Zhou Shijie, continue to scam me." Carpenter Lian could not refute Zhou Shijie saying that he did not know how to cook. After all, he was a carpenter, not a chef.
Zhou Shijie ignored Carpenter Lian's complaints. He scooped up a spoonful of soybeans and put them into his mouth.
The moment the soybeans entered his mouth, there was a salty taste. It was as if he had a little salt on the edge of his mouth. It was a little salty, but not too salty. It just left a taste in his mouth.
Then, there was the natural fragrance of the soybeans. As Zhou Shijie bit through the outer skin of the beans, he could clearly feel it.
The soybeans were soft and glutinous and very delicious. However, they were different from the soft and sweet red beans. The soybeans were soft and tender.
"This should be the texture of the soybean skin," Zhou Shijie was surprised to find that the tender texture came from the soybean skin.
After taking a bite, Zhou Shijie scooped up a little more and ate again. He always felt that the taste of the soybeans was too simple.
"Hmm, it seems different," Zhou Shijie carefully tasted the taste.
Yes, the second mouthful of soybeans was just as Zhou Shijie expected. There was a slight change in the taste.
However, he could not remember what it was that changed.
"I want to drink some wine," Zhou Shijie suddenly muttered.
"Yeah, I'd like a sip of wine too." Carpenter Lian, who was eating soybeans, nodded.
"Got it. Are these soybeans to go with wine?" Zhou Shijie immediately understood what Carpenter Lian was talking about.
"So that's how it is. The soybeans go with wine," Carpenter Lian said.
"Yes, this soybean goes well with wine." Yuan Zhou nodded.
Carpenter Lian looked at Yuan Zhou. He was finally convinced. Not only did Yuan Zhou make Three Fragrance to the Ocean, but he also made it delicious.
"Not bad, young man," Carpenter Lian praised after eating another two mouthfuls.
"Thank you." Yuan Zhou nodded. The expression on his face was indifferent and very calm.
"Not bad. He's neither arrogant nor rash even after making a lost dish. He's a good seedling," Carpenter Lian evaluated inwardly.
"Even you, old man, have said so yourself. Then I say this dish is qualified and has no problem," Zhou Shijie said conveniently.
"Yes, it's qualified," Carpenter Lian answered straightforwardly.
"Then when are you going to make the cabinet for Yuan? Our Little Yuan cooked a lost dish for you. "With a proud expression, Zhou Shijie straightforwardly asked about the bet.
"You don't have to worry about it. When have I ever reneged on a promise?" Carpenter Lian couldn't stand Zhou Shijie showing off.
"There's still half a month until Labor Day. You should be able to make a cabinet by then," Zhou Shijie started to confirm the time.
What a joke. This was Yuan Zhou's bet in the world of chefs. He was one of them, so he naturally had to confirm the reward.
The young man couldn't ask, but he, Zhou Shijie, wouldn't be embarrassed. He was old and thick-skinned.
Carpenter Lian rolled his eyes at Zhou Shijie and said to Yuan Zhou, "Young Yuan, I'll go to your door to measure the size tomorrow."
"Okay. Sorry to trouble you, Master Lian," Yuan Zhou answered politely.
"Not at all. This is what you deserve," Carpenter Lian nodded.
"That's not what our Little Yuan deserves. This is a dish that has been lost for generations. Not everyone is able to make it." Zhou Shijie said smugly on the side, "Haven't you been organizing the lost 'You Die Wardrobe' recently? No need to ask, I can tell you didn't succeed. "
"You talk too much. Yuan is a chef, but he's not your disciple or son. What's there to be proud of?" Carpenter Lian felt that his biggest mistake today was asking Zhou Shijie to be the judge.
He was about to vomit from his bragging.
"Although he wasn't taught by me, I'm still very pleased to see that the next generation of the Chefs' Alliance has such an outstanding successor as the president. I think as a master carpenter with so many disciples, you should understand this feeling," Zhou Shijie said while stroking his beard with a smile.
"F * ck off," Carpenter Lian exploded in anger.
"Calm down. The mortise and tenon furniture still depends on you," Zhou Shijie advised.
Hearing Zhou Shijie's advice, Carpenter Lian got even angrier. He turned around and ignored him.
While the two were talking, the main point was still him showing off. Naturally, Yuan Zhou didn't want to interrupt. He washed his hands, turned around, and picked up his sleeve pocket.
Yuan Zhou was also wearing a traditional Chinese costume today. His money and phone were in his sleeve pocket. He took them out and put them aside when he was cooking.
Yuan Zhou's sleeve pocket was embroidered with verdant bamboo. It looked very lively. He took out a stack of red RMB.
"Then I'll take this as the money for the wood. Sorry for troubling you," Yuan Zhou took the money with both hands and handed it to Carpenter Lian.
"What is it?" Carpenter Lian was confused.
"You said the cabinets are free of charge. This is the money for the lumber. It's a separate payment," Yuan Zhou said earnestly.
"Young man, I already said it's free. What wood money are you talking about? Take it back," Carpenter Lian said in a forceful tone with a speechless face.
"Yes, yes, yes. Don't give it to him. This old man has a lot of wood. Don't give it to him," Zhou Shijie agreed and nodded.
"But this …" Yuan Zhou wanted to speak again. After all, he knew that a master like Carpenter Lian would definitely use good wood.
Other than the craftsmanship, the wood was expensive. He didn't want to take advantage of Carpenter Lian. It was already good enough that he didn't need the craftsmanship. After all, it wasn't cheap for Carpenter Lian to do it.
"Don't talk so much. Take your money and leave. It's late," Carpenter Lian waved his hand in dissatisfaction and chased him away.
"It's getting late. Yuan, you still have to open the shop tonight. I'll send you back," Zhou Shijie said after looking at the time.
"Thank you, Carpenter Lian. Thank you, President," Yuan Zhou put away the money and thanked him seriously.
"Alright, we'll talk tomorrow. Go, go, go," Carpenter Lian waved his hand twice to chase him away.
"You old carpenter, Yuan hasn't finished packing yet," Zhou Shijie said in annoyance.
"Alright, leave this plate and take the rest. I'm going to check on those monkeys," Carpenter Lian looked at Yuan Zhou and then at Zhou Shijie. He really couldn't stay there any longer. After saying that, he turned around and left.
That's right. When Carpenter Lian thought of his disciples, he instantly felt like cursing when he saw that Yuan Zhou was not only sensible and well-mannered, but also had excellent craftsmanship and was also not arrogant and rash.
He was going to scold, no, teach his disciples.
The moment Carpenter Lian left, Zhou Shijie took two steps forward. When he saw how serious Yuan Zhou was in his work, he took another glance at him. After quite a while, he said, "Little Yuan, you don't have any interest in carpentry, right?"
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