Chapter 1632 The Little Secret of the System?

With Yin Ya here, Zhou Jia will definitely be fine. Yuan Zhou thought about it and said, "Xiao Ya will definitely be a good mother in the future."

Yuan Zhou thought it would be best to have twins, a boy with his surname and a girl with Yin Ya.

Not long after rest, Wang Jike came as requested, followed by a long list of little tails Huang Fei, Liu Li, Hao Cheng, and Wang Qiang.

"Chef Wang, did you have a good rest yesterday?" Yuan Zhou asked.

"I had a good rest. I have to trouble Chef Yuan today." Wang Jike said pleasantly.

"No trouble, being able to communicate with Tiger Chef is what I have always wanted, so let's get started directly?" Yuan Zhou said.

"Okay." Wang Jike likes this straightforward attitude of spending all his time on cooking.

Although these three titles, Tiger Chef, Pillar Chef and Pearl Chef, do not have any awards, they are just recognized by everyone, they are quite special. Tiger Chef is the Five Tigers, Pillar Chef is the Four Pillars, and Pearl Chef is the three pearls of Cantonese cuisine.

The exchange of cooking skills is definitely not just about talking about it. After all, chefs are like playing games. As they talk, they want to play two games by themselves, and their hands are itchy.

Yuan Zhou and Wang Jike are similar. When they have a little doubt about a dish, they will immediately prepare a stove in the yard and experiment.

For example, when the two of them had doubts about the size of meat-stuffed raw bran, Yuanzhou made one on the spot.

"Speaking of which, wouldn't it be enough to make a delicious dish? Do we have to fight over the size of the meatballs?" Liu Li muttered silently. He didn't understand why Chef Wang and Chef Yuan were so obsessed with the size of the meatballs.

When Jiangsu chefs make this dish, the size of the meatballs depends on their feelings. The specific size depends on their own preferences. Who is going to study this?

They all thought so, but what they didn't expect was that Yuan Zhou and Wang Jike both cared about it and started discussing it.

"Maybe it's because we haven't reached the realm yet." Huang Fei said.

Hao Cheng said: "Actually, I can probably understand."

"I can probably understand it," Wang Qiang said.

Then Huang Fei and Liu Li looked at the two of them, their eyes saying, you know it, why don't you tell me.

"Cooking has always been more than just an art of taste, otherwise it wouldn't have the color, flavor or flavor." Wang Qiang said.

Hao Cheng continued: "Now we have also added the cultivation of artistic conception. Plate arrangement and everything else are all art. Chef Yuan and Chef Wang have achieved the ultimate in color, aroma and taste, so they are more demanding in terms of appearance. How? It’s convenient for diners to eat and beautiful, so it’s normal for discussions.”

In this way, the ultimate goal of any career is perfection. Huang Fei and others have not even perfected sex, fragrance, and beauty, so naturally it is not the time for other things.

"But speaking of it, this is the first time I've seen Chef Wang be so kind to people." Huang Fei said suddenly.

Liu Lishen nodded sympathetically: "Just now I heard Uncle Wang's friendly tone and smile on his face. I thought I was deaf and blind."

Deaf and deaf...this word seems to indicate that the brain is not working properly.

You must know that Wang Jike's attitude is not only true for the younger generation, but also for his peers. Otherwise, Wang Jike would not be called "the Five Tigers of Jiangsu Province, and the Wang family has martial arts".

However, Yuan Zhou's gentle attitude was really like a new person.

"Right, right? I've always wondered if my dad paid up his phone bill and then picked it up from the trash can in the back hill." Wang Qiang felt deeply.

Look at his name - Wang Qiang, it's too casual. When he was a child, he was called Xiaoqiang. When he grows up, he is called Brother Qiang. Only when he gets older does it sound better, Master Qiang.

"My condolences." Huang Fei patted Wang Qiang on the shoulder.

On the other side, after Yuan Zhou and Wang Jike finished their exchange of meat-stuffed raw bran, they did not stop and continued to confirm on other dishes.

"Xianmei, Chef Yuan, your suppliers are really great. All the ingredients are top-notch and fresh." Wang Jike said.

Yuan Zhou showed an awkward rather than polite smile and just nodded without answering.

"I heard that many chefs approached the ingredient supplier and wanted to supply some ordinary ingredients at a high price, but they were all rejected without exception." Wang Jike said.

"Found?" Yuanzhou caught the word, and he felt as if he had discovered the secret of the entire world.

Wang Jike heard the surprise in Yuan Zhou's tone and couldn't help but curiously asked: "What's wrong, Chef Yuan?"

"Oh, I'm just curious about which person in charge they met. I wonder if it's the same person in charge as mine." Yuanzhou said tactfully.

"I just made a phone call, but the supplier refused directly, and I couldn't see the person in charge at all." Wang Jike said: "Strong people have tempers, and powerful suppliers have great tempers."

Immediately, Wang Jike seemed to have thought of something and said: "Good ingredients must be cooked with good techniques. I think it may be the supplier who feels that the taste of the ingredients cannot be achieved if the ingredients are handed over to other chefs."

The more he thought about it, the more Wang Jike felt that his guess was the closest to the truth. If he were a food supplier himself, he would definitely only sell to the best chefs.

This is the first time Yuan Zhou has heard someone talk about the system supplying food ingredients. In fact, Yuan Zhou has never worried about the food being exposed from the beginning.

It's not that Yuan Zhou is heartless. The reason is very simple. You can tell by looking at the character of the system. It's not a system that has no head or tail. So since he dares to provide without any scruples, it proves that he is fully prepared.

Yuanzhou didn't ask any more about the food supplier. He thought he had discovered the secret of the system, but he didn't expect anything.

The exchange with Wang Jike lasted until half past four, when the two of them stopped still.

"The exchange this afternoon really benefited me a lot." Wang Jike said.

Yuan Zhou said: "Chef Wang's vision for Jiangsu cuisine also opened my eyes."

If other people praised him like this, Wang Jike wouldn't feel anything at all. Instead, he would think it was a lot of nonsense. But when Yuan Zhou said this, Wang Jike couldn't help but smile.

"Is Chef Yuan interested in joining the Jiangsu Cuisine Association?" Wang Jike suddenly asked: "I am the executive vice president of the association. If Chef Yuan wants to join, I will nominate Chef Yuan as the executive director."

"Uh..." Yuan Zhou was stunned, not expecting this sudden change.

"I usually listen to Uncle Zhou's opinion on matters in this area." Yuan Zhou said: "The most important thing is that I rarely leave the shop and have no time to manage meetings. I serve as the executive director of the Jiangsu Cuisine Association. Isn’t it not good?”

"No wonder, not to mention the younger generation, even the elderly are rarely able to endure loneliness and practice cooking skills." Wang Jike said: "Then let's take the name of a director."

There is a saying: In today's society, if you are successful, you don't need to work hard enough to compete for talent.

This sentence may sound like chicken soup, but it’s really the truth. If you say you want to be the best, you need talent, but if you just want to succeed, just work hard.

Just take Yuan Zhou as an example. Apart from eating and sleeping, more than 90% of the time he spends every day on practicing his cooking skills.

To be honest, regardless of the situation of the system, Yuan Zhou's efforts have surpassed 99% of people in reality. In any industry, with normal IQ, as long as Yuan Zhou's efforts are there, he will definitely succeed.

Of course, having said that, Yuanzhou is still very grateful to the system for giving him a direction to work hard, so he still has the spiritual status of the system.

On every festival, Yuanzhou would put incense sticks on the system, second only to the incense candles used for his parents.

As the saying goes, people compete for a breath, and Buddha competes for a stick of incense. This is definitely the greatest respect for the system!

Yuan Zhou said: "I have lived in Rongcheng for a long time. Doesn't it have any influence?"

"It's okay, it's just in name. I'll finish the matter later. Chef Yuan only needs to give me a copy of his ID card." Wang Jike said: "After all, with Chef Yuan's level of Su Cuisine, you can't even get into Su Cuisine. Associations, then let’s stop these associations and simply ask Hangtian to dissolve them.”

"That's too much trouble for Chef Wang." Yuan Zhou didn't shirk anymore.

"No trouble, Hang Tian has to thank me if you can name yourself as a director of Jiangsu Cuisine Association." Wang Jike said.

"Okay, I won't delay Boss Yuan in preparing dinner. I'll leave first." Wang Jike left simply and left after saying goodbye.

Yuanzhou also wanted to give Chef Wang a gift, but was rejected.

When Wang Jike left, he also took all the four Wang Qiang away. Today, he agreed that the four Wang Qiang would come to listen, but the price was that the four of them had to take notes and satisfy him.

At this moment, Wang Jike probably took Wang Qiang and the other four away and returned to the hotel to check their "homework."

Hao Cheng and the others expressed their inner pain. They have graduated from college several years ago, but they still have to return to the fear of being dominated by their jobs...

On the other side, Yuanzhou prepared the ingredients for dinner. He originally wanted to write down today's harvest first, but he ran out of time, so he could only use a recording pen to jot down the key points first, and then write it down after dinner time was over.

There was a long queue at the door of the store again, and it was bustling, and Yuan Zhou started to work.

After the two-hour dinner time was over, Yuanzhou brought a bowl of noodle soup and came to the back door.

"Huh? Where's the dog?" Yuanzhou only saw rice.

Yuanzhou asked: "Where is your husband, Rice?"

Rice whined a few times.

"Oh, I understand, I'll go take a look." Yuan Zhou nodded, then put down the bowl and left.

I don’t know how this person and the dog can communicate in the languages ​​of different species.

At the corner of the street, the little girl who ran away last time when she saw Yuan Zhou came again wearing a cyan dress with clean edges and some raw edges.

"I wonder if the noodle soup will come today." The little girl stretched her head and looked carefully in the direction of Yuan Zhou's shop.

The little girl quickly retracted her gaze. Obviously she didn't see the scene she wanted to see. The little girl didn't stay too long and walked straight to the garbage dump that had been moved to the corner.

Yes, originally the garbage collection point on Taoxi Road was at the corner of the street, but as Taoxi Road became more and more prosperous, the street office moved the garbage collection place to the corner, and specially built a deodorizing wall to increase the number of garbage collection points. The cleaning staff will handle the garbage.

The little girl in a skirt walked around the corner carrying a large light yellow travel bag.

Even though the place is cleaned several times a day, there is still a smell of decay. After all, it is midsummer and the temperature is high, so there is inevitably a sour smell.

Although you can't smell it through the wall, you can still smell it when you walk into the garbage bin.

But the little girl was very used to it and didn't cover her nose or frown at all.

I just quietly took out a pair of clean disposable plastic gloves from the side of my travel bag, put them on my slender white hands, and started rummaging through the trash can.

"Sure enough, Uncle Yuan's trash can is the cleanest." The little girl squinted her eyes and whispered while rummaging for empty plastic bottles.

Soon, the dry travel bag was filled with various plastic bottles and cans. The little girl sighed contentedly, raised a smile on her face, and walked aside.

Of course, the little girl first took off the dirty disposable gloves on her hands, then took out an old plastic bottle from another side bag, opened the lid and carefully scrubbed her little hands.

By the way, I wiped my face with the small towel I brought with me, then closed the lid and put the water bottle back. Then I took out a small spray bottle from another small bag and sprayed it on myself and my hands. .

As the spray dispersed, a strong smell of alcohol came out, eliminating the faint rancid smell on the girl's body. It was obviously alcohol disinfectant.

"Okay." The little girl put away the alcohol disinfectant with satisfaction and caution, then took two steps to the back alley and looked in carefully.

"Da da da da" came a soft sound of footsteps, and the little girl immediately became happy because she heard it was the sound of Nian Tang's claws hitting the bluestone.

The little girl immediately turned back and took out half a well-wrapped ham from the bag on the side. She squatted down and waited for the noodle soup to arrive.

Sure enough, the gray figure of Noodles quickly appeared in front of the little girl.

"Woof woof." The noodle soup came from a dog, and the rice did not come with it. As soon as it came near the little girl, the noodle soup immediately stopped and barked twice softly.

"Nian Tang, long time no see." The little girl immediately greeted Nian Tang with a toothless smile.

"Woof." Nian Tang took a step forward and wanted to rub the little girl's hand, but almost immediately the little girl took a step back reflexively.

"As promised, you can't come near my noodle soup." The little girl was immediately embarrassed and panicked.

"Wow?" Nian Tang's humane black eyes showed confusion, and then he stopped where he was and didn't move.

"Sorry, noodle soup." The little girl apologized a little embarrassedly, and then quickly opened half of the ham sausage and handed it to the noodle soup, her little face was full of caution.

It was as if he was apologizing for his excessive rejection reaction.

The person in front of me seemed to understand, and ate the ham sausage in small bites. During this time, the little girl's hand did not touch the ham sausage, nor did it touch the noodle soup, and the noodle soup did not touch the little girl.

The little girl just squatted like that, carefully finished feeding the noodle soup, then put away the remaining wrapping paper and said: "Thank you noodle soup for coming to see me again today."

"Wow." Nian Tang howled and raised his neck, looking cute and making the little girl laugh instantly.

Seeing the little girl laughing like a silver bell, the furry dog ​​noodle seemed to have a happy expression on its face and began to circle around the little girl.

During this period, every time he ran in front of the little girl, he would stand upright and take two steps towards the little girl. He looked so lively and looked very cute with his long, neatly groomed gray hair.

"Noodle soup, you are so awesome. You can still walk like this. You are much cuter than the Alaska I saw yesterday." The little girl was also very generous and kept praising her.

One person and one dog played like this for twenty minutes before the little girl reluctantly said goodbye to the noodle soup.

Naturally, the little girl put away her hands and did not touch the noodle soup. She just said goodbye seriously and then turned around and left with her bag on her back.

Nian Tang also followed Yuan Zhou's example and stood there watching the little girl leave. Then he walked leisurely to his nest with a figure-footed step, glancing to the left on the way.

That's right, Yuan Zhou was watching from the side, and it wasn't called peeking, because he remembered that the little girl had kept a distance from him in a panic.

Now the girl and Nian Tang were having a great time. Yuan Zhou didn't want to spoil it, so he didn't go out. Mian Tang obviously sensed that Yuan Zhou was coming, but he didn't call out.

"Not only no contact with people, but also no contact with noodle soup. Why?" Yuan Zhou pondered, thinking of a possibility in his mind, but he quickly suppressed this possibility.

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