"Interesting." Carpenter Lian was slightly calmer. After all, he was someone who had tasted Zhou Shijie's cooking before, so he had a higher resistance to it.
Even so, the speed at which Carpenter Lian put the fish into his mouth increased.
Because Carpenter Lian did not pick up the fish skin, he only used the fish meat. The moment the fish entered his mouth, the pure freshness of the fish immediately enveloped his tongue.
Fish was originally an extremely delicious ingredient, but due to its fishy smell, it would be difficult to avoid spoiling its original taste when handling it.
However, the fish in his mouth clearly did not. Carpenter Lian felt that there was no taste in his mouth at all. There was only the freshness of the fish head with a hint of sweetness.
When the fish melted, the faint saltiness made the texture of the fish tender and smooth.
"Fresh," Carpenter Lian could not help but say.
That's right. This fish did not have any other impurities. It was just the pure freshness of the fish. There was a hint of sweetness in the freshness, which made the freshness even more obvious.
The saltiness in the fish made the texture of the fish very tender and smooth.
"Very good. Try it." Carpenter Lian ate a few mouthfuls before remembering his disciple beside him.
"Yes, master." The middle-aged man immediately picked up the chopsticks and started eating. His movements were extremely fast.
After all, the middle-aged man had endured a lot just now. However, this was the etiquette of a disciple. Without the master's permission, he could not eat.
However, the middle-aged man picked up a large piece of fish meat along with the fish skin.
The light pink fish skin was wrapped around the white and tender fish meat. In the middle of the jade-white fish meat, there were traces of transparent gel stuck together. This was the fish oil on the fish's stomach.
"Awoo." The middle-aged man swallowed it in one gulp and started eating.
The fish's stomach was the flestiest part of all fish. The fish that Yuan Zhou chose was a fish that did not lay eggs. This kind of fish's stomach would be the most delicious.
One had to know that when there were plenty of fish, bears would only eat the fish's stomach and nothing else. One could imagine how delicious the fish's stomach was.
If the fish laid eggs, all the nutrients would be absorbed by the fish's eggs. The fish's stomach would become dry and not fleshy.
"Hiss." The belly of the fish was a little hot, but the middle-aged man couldn't care less. He didn't even want to open his mouth for fear of losing the delicious taste.
The gelatinous fish skin melted like pudding as soon as it entered his mouth and seeped into the entire fish. When he chewed again, the fish also spread out, and the fermented black bean fragrance on the fish skin instantly soaked into the plump fish's stomach.
While the fish belly was plump, there was also the fragrance of fermented beans and a hint of spiciness to neutralize it. It was not greasy at all.
"Oh, it's delicious." The middle-aged man couldn't help but close his eyes and savor the taste.
At this time, Carpenter Lian had already started eating the fish tail.
"Wow, why does this fish feel like it's jumping in my mouth? It's so delicious," Carpenter Lian said, reluctant to put down his chopsticks.
The fishtail was the longest moving part of the fish, and the meat there was called live meat. It was the taste that was different from other parts of the fish.
A half a catty of steamed glutinous rice ball was quickly eaten by the two of them. Just as the two of them were about to eat more, Yuan Zhou served the second dish, Steamed Tofu with Minced Pork.
This dish had a different flavor to it. Naturally, Carpenter Lian and the middle-aged man had a great time eating it. They even had a serious disagreement over who should get the last piece of tofu.
If it wasn't for Carpenter Lian suppressing the middle-aged man with his prestige as a master, the tofu might not have ended up in Carpenter Lian's mouth.
As for the plain white rice that Yuan Zhou served, Carpenter Lian and the middle-aged man had already finished eating it.
The last dish that was served was the light and refreshing Jin 'ling Grass.
This time, Carpenter Lian believed Zhou Shijie's words.
"Yuan really knows how to judge a person's taste," Carpenter Lian said with a sigh.
That's right. When Yuan Zhou first asked Carpenter Lian if he had any spicy food, Carpenter Lian recalled that Zhou Shijie had once bragged in front of him, so he didn't mention that he and his disciple didn't eat spicy food. He wanted to see if Zhou Shijie was just showing off.
That's right. Zhou Shijie had once bragged in front of Carpenter Lian. He said that Yuan Zhou could tell whether a person ate spicy food or not without asking. He also knew how to judge a person's taste.
However, from the first dish, Carpenter Lian believed Zhou Shijie's words.
After all, he had just said that he didn't have any spicy food. However, the dishes that Yuan Zhou served afterward were all not spicy. This meant that Yuan Zhou really knew his taste.
"Judge a person's taste?" The middle-aged man was puzzled.
"Eat your food properly," Carpenter Lian said in annoyance. He was too lazy to explain.
"Oh," the middle-aged man stopped asking.
"But, we've finished all the dishes," the middle-aged man said.
"We'll go back after we're done," Carpenter Lian said.
"I'll see you off, master," the middle-aged man stood up and gave up his seat. However, he didn't leave immediately.
"Yuan, we'll be going back first," Carpenter Lian said to Yuan Zhou, who was in the kitchen.
"Okay. Take care," Yuan Zhou nodded. His clear voice came from the mask.
Carpenter Lian nodded and left with the middle-aged man.
After Carpenter Lian left, another person came into the restaurant. However, this person wasn't here to eat, but to interview.
"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, how do you feel about winning the Sichuan Cuisine Exemplary Restaurant of Sichuan Province?" the person took out a recording pen and asked loudly.
This person was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt and light-colored jeans. His hair was short and he looked very smart. After asking, he stared at Yuan Zhou, waiting for his answer.
"Where did this reporter come from?" The moment this person spoke, the surrounding customers looked at the reporter in surprise.
In the past, when Yuan Zhou had just become famous, there were many people who came to interview him. Now, with the Queuing Committee and the standardized queuing process, there were basically no reporters coming in.
After all, the consequences of fighting with customers for food were very serious.
"I'm sorry, we don't accept interviews when the restaurant is open," Yuan Zhou said seriously as he pointed at the newly added rule on the wall.
At the same time, Yuan Zhou put down the plate in his hand unhurriedly.
"I'm sorry, if you need an interview, please book another time. It's the boss's working hours now. He won't accept interviews," Zhou Jia went up and started to chase the reporter away with experience.
"I'm sorry, I came in through the regular queue," the reporter proudly took out the queue number.
"Okay, please take a seat. What would you like to eat today?" Zhou Jia invited the reporter to sit down without changing her expression and then asked gently.
"I will definitely eat the dishes. But Boss Yuan, you haven't answered my question yet. Do you have anything to say about the Exemplary Restaurant Award this time? Or do you think you deserve it? Can such a small restaurant be worthy of such an honor?" the reporter shouted loudly with obvious malice in his heart.
"I'm sorry, the boss of this restaurant doesn't accept interviews during working hours. This is the restaurant's rule," Zhou Jia's expression turned cold as she said seriously.
"But I'm a customer now," the reporter said shamelessly.
"Okay. What would you like to eat, please?" Zhou Jia asked in a business-like manner.
"A bowl of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine, Fried Rice Pancake. I think Boss Yuan should be able to cook it with his craftsmanship after receiving the Exemplary Restaurant Award. After all, it says that you can order any food whose main ingredient is rice." The reporter pointed at the rice pancake and tried to provoke her.
It was obvious that the reporter was here to cause trouble. However, Zhou Jia didn't fall for his provocation. Instead, she turned her head and asked Yuan Zhou according to the rules …
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