Chapter 1635 Conquering the Real Perfume

"No way, no way."

"It can't be done, it's a fantasy."

"The imagination of the ancients was too rich, so I don't think the real perfume you mentioned existed at all."

Ji Yi's friend Tan Kuohai heard Yuan Zhou's description of real perfume and immediately denied it three times in a row.

However, because noodles refer to noodles and dim sum, even though Ji Yi is the legendary seven-time pastry king, as the name suggests, he is better at dim sum, and pasta is just the icing on the cake, not very good at it.

By the way, why there are only seven sessions? It’s not that it was interrupted, but that the seven consecutive sessions were calculated as second, which directly led to the indefinite suspension of the Pastry Competition.

Every master has his own shining point...

Closer to home, Yuanzhou always pays attention to finishing today's work today. After being woken up by Zhou Shijie, he called Ji Yi that afternoon.

It was a coincidence that Ji Yi, who liked to wander around, happened to be in Rongcheng, so Yuanzhou found a convenient time for Master Ji Yi to ask for advice.

As a result, Ji Yi also put forward a series of ideas, but after Yuan Zhou analyzed them one by one, they didn't make sense.

"Just because I can't think of it doesn't mean that others can't think of it, I have a friend." Ji Yi said.

Then Ji Yi captured his old friend Tan Kuohai. Tan Kuohai just celebrated his 60th birthday not long ago. He is not well-known in the culinary world. He is not as famous as Ji Yi. However, the Tan family has been making pasta since the Hongwu period. .

In the late Qing Dynasty, Tan Kuohai's grandfather went to Italy and participated in Italy's famous pasta competition. With his knowledge of pasta, he won the first place in the pasta competition that year and was the only Chinese to win the Italian pasta competition.

It shocked foreign countries on the spot and was called Spaghetti Tan by Wai Guoren. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Tan family gave up many foreign industries and moved their family back to China.

There are many rare documents and materials in Tan Kuohai's home, but when Yuan Zhou explained his purpose, the first scene appeared.

"What can't be done? It's impossible. Are you doing your old habit again?" Before Yuan Zhou could explain, Ji Yi spoke directly.

"Uh..." Although Tan Kuohai's name was a bit domineering, he seemed to be afraid of Ji Yi's anger, so he quickly explained.

He said: "No, Brother Ji, I have seen at least hundreds of kinds of pasta. Some are exquisite, some are simple, and some have unique tastes. But what Chef Yuan said can improve the taste of pasta." There are so many things that I have never heard of, let alone seen.”

Yuan Zhoudao: "What Chef Tan said is that the authenticity of real perfume is doubtful. I just want to ask Chef Tan today, if real perfume exists, is it theoretically possible? After all, Chef Tan, you are a pasta master. "

"Theoretically?" Tan Kuohai fell into deep thought. After a moment, he raised his head and asked, "Can you show me the document about real perfume?"

"Ancient books are not convenient to carry, but I have photos." Yuan Zhou took out his mobile phone and called up the photo. He took it specially because he wanted to ask Zhou Shijie for help. The pixels of his mobile phone are very good, so it is very clear and the punctuation marks can be seen clearly. .

"Such a record can be taken so seriously. It's no wonder that at such a young age, he is recognized as a master." Tan Kuohai couldn't help but think when he saw this short page, but soon he began to read the real perfume seriously. Things.

After studying the ancient text for a while, Tan Kuohai muttered to himself, "This is impossible", "Is it like this?", "It seems like this can't be done", "I remember seeing it before"... …

After mumbling for more than twenty minutes, Tan Kuohai thought of a possibility and said, "I have an idea, let me sort out the language."

After a long while, Tan Kuohai said: "In the past, the ancients liked to omit a lot of things when writing. Some people say that ancient poetry and prose are the art of omission, just like 'When the yellow flowers drizzle, rush to the ferry boat', because the subject is omitted, the poem has the meaning Got several interpretations.”

Tan Kuohai first said a lot of off-topic remarks, but neither Yuan Zhou nor Ji Yi urged him. The former did so because he would not disturb others.

The latter is because I have been an old friend for many years and know his urine properties very well.

"So I read it, and it was not clearly stated in the book that only real perfume was added. It is possible that he omitted steps that he thought were unimportant." Tan Kuohai said: "In other words, the shop actually added two things. , it’s just that it’s added when the diners can’t see it.”

"Brother Ji, and Chef Yuan, do you understand what I mean?" Tan Kuohai looked at the two of them.

"I understand, I understand, but I also read the records about real perfume in "Guang Gong's Travels". There are three surprises in it: 'exclamation', 'shocked', and 'jingjingjing'. If there are other ingredients besides excipients, The seasonings will definitely be written down," Ji Yi said.

Ji Yi said: "But if we add another thing without the diners seeing it, it is possible that we will have a special skill of 'hiding the dough' in the dim sum."

"Yeah, that's what I mean, Brother Ji." Tan Kuohai nodded.

Tibetan group, I don’t know when it originated as a sneaky and slippery technique. In the past, when poor people bought steamed buns, they could buy fermented and kneaded dough. The Tibetan dumpling can hide a small ball of flour in front of the customer in a few seconds.

What Ji Yi and Tan Kuohai mean is that the real face of the real perfume may be a reverse use of techniques similar to those of Tibetan cuisine. The real perfume is just a cover. In fact, the seasonings have been rearranged without the diners seeing it.

"If there are really no new ideas, I think this is also a good idea." Ji Yi said: "As for the field of hand speed, most people think that only industries such as Qianmen, colorful doors, hanging doors, and adjustable doors will study it. , In fact, in our chef industry, the research on hand speed is not bad at all, I think it can completely reach what is written in ancient books."

There are various industries in Jianghu. Caimen refers to magic tricks, hanging doors refers to street tricks, and door-adjusting means pinning paper. Needless to say, Qianmen does not belong to the main door, but to the side door.

Yuan Zhou said: "Thank you Chef Ji and Chef Tan."

Ji Yi waved his hand: "You're welcome. I haven't seen someone study ancient books so hard for a long time, especially a young chef who has become famous."

"Yes, I haven't been so excited for a long time." Tan Kuohai said.

After talking about the true perfume, Yuan Zhou, Tan Kuohai and Ji Yi had a conversation about pastries. After all, Yuan Zhou is now also the pastry master of Huichuan, Su and Guangdong.

The exchange didn't end until 4:30 in the afternoon. It was already five o'clock when Yuan Zhou rushed back to Taoxi Road.

There is really too much good stuff from Dim Sum King and Noodle Family, so Yuan Zhou still feels like he still has more to say.

"Boss, you are finally back. If you don't come back, the store will explode." Zhou Jia was waiting at the door and ran over when she saw Yuan Zhou's figure.

Diners have already started queuing up to get their orders.

Seeing Yuanzhou, there was a lot of discussion——

"I'm so touched, I almost cried. I've been to Chengdu seventeen times, and I finally got in line tonight, but Boss Yuan didn't do it all the time. I was so flustered. Now that I see Boss Yuan, it's really practical and exciting."

"Boss Yuan, Boss Yuan, manually break the sound."

"My brother is so awesome that he has been here seventeen times. However, although I have not been here seventeen times, I have been here five times. If the waiter hadn't kept saying that Boss Yuan would come back, I would have exploded on the spot."

"I saw on the Internet that you could reserve a spot for more than a thousand yuan, but I was deceived. As expected, scalpers are not allowed at Chef God's Shop."

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"Deceived by scalpers?" Yuan Zhou's expression changed, and his sensitive hearing could naturally pick up all sounds.

"Don't worry, boss. The uncle has already called the police and the scammer has been caught. Moreover, Brother Yu Chu and the others explained online very early that the God of Cooking store does not accept any queuing or reservations for non-persons." Zhou Jia said: "Just now I I also told the diners queuing up again that our Kitchen God store has absolutely no reservation channels."

"Well, thank you for your hard work." Yuan Zhou glanced at the crowded but orderly queue. It seemed that Zhou Jia had really learned a lot from Sister Wan.

Zhou Jia said: "Hey, it's not hard. It must have been even harder for the boss to come back after so long."

Yuan Zhou didn't answer and went directly into the store. He went upstairs to wash himself briefly and then changed his clothes and went downstairs.

"Huh..." Yuan Zhou took a deep breath and calculated: "We have less than an hour to prepare dinner ingredients. We are a little pressed for time. After all, there is roast goose tonight."

Roast geese, four a month, is a rare thing for a gourmet.

"By the way, is Master Ji counted among the eight admired people?" Yuan Zhou suddenly thought and asked.

The system now reads: "Doesn't count."

"Okay, okay, I understand." Yuan Zhou nodded.

Ji Yi and Tan Kuohai, the master who just met today, both of them actually admired Yuan Zhou, otherwise Ji Yi would not have brought his old friend over to discuss Yuan Zhou's problem.

As expected, it was a long way to go to make the master admire him, but Yuanzhou was mentally prepared, because the main mission was never simple.

Shen Min came before dinner time, saying that she had a lot of time since she was about to graduate, so she came early to help in the store.

In fact, Zhou Jia knew that it was because she was leaving and wanted to visit Yuanzhou's store more often. Zhou Jia was also like this. Recently, she had to delay her departure for at least an hour or two after get off work.

Yuan Zhou saw this and didn't say anything. Just now he and Shen Min had a discussion and decided on the time for the farewell banquet, which was set at 8:30 three days later. Yuan Zhou would suspend the late night snack for the day that day. .

He called Zheng Xian and others because Yuan Zhou promised to call them after confirming the time.

With Shen Min and Zhou Jia here, Yuan Zhou would naturally have more free time after dinner and have time to complete the ideas proposed by Master Tan Kuohai.

Although Yuan Zhou is not known for his hand speed, he is good at knife skills and his hand speed is certainly not slow.

Prepare props, small packages of seasonings, and small packages of special gluten powder. This size can be well hidden in the palm of your hand. Of course, the gluten powder is prepared by Yuan Zhou himself. It is not the kind of black-hearted stuff sold outside that may cause cancer. additive.

For the transparent real perfume, Yuanzhou chose warm water, which could still satisfy the transparency mentioned in ancient books. In order to more accurately restore the fragrance, Yuanzhou also wore a bundt. Shopkeepers in small places in the early Qing Dynasty probably wore bunts.

Yuanzhou turned on his mobile phone to record the video——

He cooked a bowl of relatively melted noodles without any seasoning, and Yuan Zhou deliberately kneaded it poorly. Although the raw material of the flour, wheat, was excellent, the taste was really not that good.

"This has to be the most disgusting thing I've made recently." Yuan Zhou smiled and then got down to business.

"It turns out that the guest wants good food. You should have told me earlier that there is a difference between bad food and good food in the shop." Yuanzhou also imitated the lines in the ancient books, pretending that there were diners across from him, and while he was taking the bowl back, he packed the seasoning bag. Put in a bowl.

Then take advantage of the situation, introduce warm water, that is, real perfume, melt the seasonings and mix them into the noodles, add the last packet of special gluten powder, stir it, and it’s done!

Yuan Zhou pressed pause on his phone immediately, then took a sip of the bowl of noodles he had just cooked.

The taste is definitely higher than before. On the one hand, there is a contrast. On the other hand, Yuanzhou Diao's ingredient package is spicy and refreshing, so the contrast is even more obvious.

"I'm satisfied with the taste. Let me see if I can make it invisible to ordinary customers." Yuan Zhou watched the video just now.

"The front is fine, but the gluten-filled noodles at the back are easy to spot." Yuan Zhou thought for a while, and it should be possible to solve it.

The reason why the dough bag and gluten powder are not added to the warm water is because if the former is added, it will become a little brown, and if the latter is added, it will become a little red, which is not transparent.

"The hand speed should be faster." Yuanzhou tried again.

Of course, adhering to the fine tradition of not wasting anything, Yuan Zhou finished the bowl of noodles he just had.

The recording continued. The second time, I had the same experience as the first time. When adding the gluten powder, the speed was faster, and the noodles were mixed the moment it was handed over.

"There is still a slight problem. When mixing the noodles, I was a little too deliberate." Yuan Zhou ate the second bowl of noodles and ordered the third bowl.

Yuanzhou, who was smart and resourceful, only cooked one or two of the second bowl.

After going back and forth four times, it seemed that no loopholes could be found in the recorded video. Then Yuan Zhou also successfully slumped down on his seat, staring at the ceiling with his eyes blankly.

This shocked Yin Ya who entered the store.

"Mumu, Mumu, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Yin Ya asked anxiously, with concern in her tone.

Yuan Zhou struggled to stand up and rubbed Yin Ya: "It's okay, I just ate too much."

"Eh? Did you make something delicious?" Yin Ya looked at Yuan Zhou curiously. She knew that Yuan Mutou was a very self-disciplined person. It was absolutely rare to be like this.

Of course, while talking, Yin Ya still poured a glass of warm water for Yuan Zhou and placed it next to him.

"Well... I'll eat enough noodles." Yuan Zhou replied.

"?" Yin Ya's mind was full of questions, and she asked again: "How much did you eat?"

"About half a catty." Yuanzhou noticed that Yin Ya was looking at him like she was a fool, and his heart suddenly trembled. He could not destroy his image of a male god in Xiaoya's heart, so he immediately explained: "I have been researching new noodles recently. I eat so much just to taste it.”

Yin Ya asked curiously: "With Mu Mu's cooking skills, what kind of noodles do you have to try so many times?"

"The main thing is not the taste. In fact, I got the taste right the first time. It's mainly a small problem in the technique, but I have solved it!" Yuan Zhou said.

"Since it's not the taste, it's just the technique, then why not practice the technique directly and still eat noodles?" Yin Ya came from the torture of her soul.

Yuanzhou looked at the empty bowl and then looked at the video he had just recorded on his phone.

shocked.

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