Chapter 1684 What a Pity

The dish that Yuan Zhou started cooking was fish boiled with pickled cabbage. Because of the ingredients, Ke Sen recognized it at first sight.

Coincidentally, and I don't know if Yuan Zhou did it intentionally, there is also a dish of pickled fish in Sichuan cuisine, and the two dishes differ only by one word.

But what is interesting is that the ingredients required for the two dishes are very different. Boiled fish with pickled cabbage is a national cuisine of Guizhou cuisine. It uses pickled cabbage and the fish is carp. The final taste of the dish is mainly sour and salty.

Sauerkraut fish, also called sour soup fish, is a representative of Jianghu cuisine in mountain cities. The fish used is mainly grass carp, and the sauerkraut is pickled green vegetables, and the taste is sour and spicy.

It can be seen that the core factor that causes the difference between the two dishes is sauerkraut. Ke Sen is naturally very familiar with sauerkraut boiled fish, but the problem is that there is not much room for manipulation in this dish.

Although Guizhou cuisine does not focus on skill and finesse, because it is inclusive, there are also dishes that test the chef's skills, such as the green pepper stir-fried red pepper and strange vegetables that test the precise use of ingredients, and the clear goose soup that tests the heat.

Of course, Ke Sen did not doubt Yuan Zhou's choice at all. Doubting Yuan Zhou's cooking skills was too dangerous. Ke Sen was a safe-looking person, so naturally he would not think like this in his heart.

Under Ke Sen's attentive gaze, Yuan Zhou began. Whether it was handling fish fillets or seasonings, he seemed to be able to do it with ease.

“Cooking carp really comes down to the details.”

“Why do you put the pickled cabbage in twice?”

"Is it to make the taste of sauerkraut more layered?"

"The time when the soybean sprouts are cooked is as precise as my father's."

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Because it was a study, and the person who cooked it was Yuan Zhou, Ke Sen’s father Ke Lin once said that his Guizhou cuisine was no longer as good as Yuan Zhou’s now, so he looked more carefully.

The result was that Ke Sen wished he had six eyes... Well, if it went astray, it would be a monster.

Anyway, he took out every detail and analyzed it carefully in his mind, comparing it with his own cooking skills and with Colin's cooking skills.

Yuan Zhou's movements were smooth and fast, so he finished cooking the fish with pickled vegetables in a short time.

The second dish made for Ke Sen is fried three peppers, which are green peppers and red peppers. This dish is like fried potatoes with potatoes. It sounds like the same dish, but in fact it is not. It goes very well with rice.

Toast style, folk style, ethnic style, and wild style. Among them, wild style is the one that best reflects the original taste of food. It is mainly eaten raw and grilled, so it is not suitable for display.

For the remaining three cuisines, Yuanzhou cooked five dishes for each, including meat and vegetables, for a total of fifteen dishes.

Although each portion is small, each dish is full of flavor and color, and Keson also saw a familiar dish in the folk department.

"This is Xifengyang Chicken." Ke Sen recognized it at a glance. It was the best chicken in the world that he cooked during the Qing Chef Association.

The same dish can better reflect the difference in skill between chefs. When Yuan Zhou was cooking it, Ke Sen himself could feel the obvious gap.

Yuan Zhou has already finished cooking a table of dishes.

Ke Sen waited for Yuan Zhou to explain, but after Yuan Zhou finished, he sat down and had no intention of explaining.

"Am I too stupid to understand Chef Yuan's intentions?" Ke Sen had this thought in his mind.

Because after watching Yuan Zhou cooking, his biggest feeling was: 666, Chef Yuan is Chef Yuan! His skills in Guizhou cuisine really surpass those of any master he knows, and he has a unique feeling of his own.

Other than that, I had a vague feeling, but I couldn't put it into words, so I wanted to wait for Chef Yuan to talk about it, but I didn't expect that Chef Yuan didn't act according to common sense at all.

"Come on." Yuanzhou said to Ke Sen.

"Okay, Chef Yuan." Ke Sen picked up the knife, put aside his thoughts, took a deep breath and prepared to make spicy hairtail fish and Qingyan tofu.

Ke Sen's speed is naturally far inferior to Yuan Zhou's. To be precise, any chef in the world is not as fast as Yuan Zhou. Whether it is knife skills or fire control, Yuan Zhou is so precise and easy that he can even cook well at the same time. Several dishes.

"Well, this is..." When Ke Sen made it by himself, the vague feeling became clearer as he finished the spicy hairtail fish and Qingyan tofu.

What it is specifically, Ke Sen is not very clear yet, but the general direction is there, and he is no longer a headless fly.

"Eat it while it's hot," Yuan Zhou said.

Wu Hai had already sat down and didn't speak the whole time. For him, as long as he could eat, cooking skills were not important. He couldn't learn it anyway.

Of course, Wu Hai did not use the chopsticks first this time, but waited for Ke Sen to taste all the dishes made by Yuan Zhou before he started to eat with the chopsticks. After all, he was a professor today, so Wu Hai was still very confident.

Of course, Wu Beast only ate the fifteen dishes cooked by Yuan Zhou, and he did not touch the two dishes cooked by Ke Sen.

When Yuan Zhou reviewed Yanglang Chicken before, he said that Ke Sen's shortcomings were that he did not make good use of the sweetness of the meat where the chicken is connected to the chicken bones, and the chicken skin was not handled well enough.

Yuanzhou naturally does not have these two shortcomings. This time he directly demonstrated the perfect way to make Yanglang Chicken.

After finishing a table of Guizhou dishes, Ke Sen suddenly stood up and bowed to Yuan Zhou: "Thank you Chef Yuan for your guidance today. I already have some ideas in my heart and want to find a place to practice them, so I can thank you tomorrow." Chef Yuan.”

"Go." Yuan Zhou nodded. He was also a chef, so he naturally understood how Ke Sen felt.

"I'm sorry." After saying this, Ke Sen ran away quickly.

Yuanzhou looked at Ke Sen's running back and nodded. It seemed that the table of Guizhou dishes he cooked was not in vain.

"Ke Sen's reaction is a bit similar to when I had inspiration before." Wu Hai asked casually: "Compass, did you inspire him?"

"It's not called inspiration." Yuan Zhou explained: "It's just that it's extremely difficult to find someone with better Guizhou cuisine than Master Ke Lin except me. And Ke Sen also learned cooking from Ke Lin, so naturally I think Master Ke Lin's The cooking method is equivalent to Guizhou cuisine, I just let Ke Sen see other possibilities of Guizhou cuisine."

Yuan Zhou said it more euphemistically, and to put it more directly, Yuan Zhou used his cooking skills that surpassed Colin's to weaken the "Guizhou cuisine" that Ke Sen had always thought of.

"Oh, it's like painting. It has always been influenced by the teacher. In addition, the teacher has been a big boss for a long time, so it is difficult to form confidence and have no own style. Then Compass, you just tell him that there is another style of painting." Wu Hai Summed it up.

Yuan Zhou nodded: "That's almost it."

"Oh, it's a pity that I was self-taught and then became famous. I have no experience of overcoming difficulties at all." Wu Hai sighed, looking pity.

"???" Yuanzhou suddenly wanted to starve Wu Hai to death.

"This snack is delicious and you've worked up an appetite. I'll leave now and come back for dinner in the evening." Wu Hai stroked his mustache and left with a look of regret on his face.

Yuanzhou looked at the clean and new plates except for the dishes made by Ke Sen, and wanted to starve Wu Hai to death even more.

But Wu Hai had already left the backyard and walked out of the shop.

"Forget it, let's not argue with a black beast." Yuan Zhou picked up the chopsticks and prepared to finish the two dishes on the table.

Fortunately, Ke Sen saw that the amount of food Yuan Zhou cooked was very small, so he didn't cook more, only a quarter of the usual amount.

Therefore, Yuanzhou didn't finish eating for long.

Because today was a teaching task, Yuan Zhou did not prepare to read or carve. He just cleaned up the backyard and went to rest. After all, he would prepare dinner ingredients soon.

During dinner, Wu Hai arrived as promised, and the portion he ordered was still the same, not too small at all. It didn't look like he had eaten just an hour ago.

This should be Wu Hai's own super power.

Just when dinner time started in Yuanzhou's shop, Yin Ya on the other side was also getting ready to get off work. Because they had made an appointment to have dinner together after Yuanzhou closed the business tonight, it was just the right time to leave and go back to wash up and change. Lightweight clothing.

But before leaving, Yin Ya picked up the cardboard box on her desk with one hand and wandered around the secretariat's office.

"This is my express box for today, here it is for you." As Yin Ya approached, a girl stood up and put her own box into Yin Ya's big box.

"Thank you." Yin Ya smiled and thanked.

"You're welcome, and I have to thank Xiaoya for your willingness to help throw it away." said the colleague.

"Yes, this is my drink bottle for today." The girl at the work station next to her picked up the drink bottle and put it into Yin Ya's box.

"Thank you." Yin Ya still thanked her seriously.

"You're welcome, they all said we should thank you." The girl waved her hand.

Yin Ya will be promoted to deputy director of the Secretariat by the end of the year, and she has outstanding abilities and good popularity, so everyone cooperates when Yin Ya collects used cartons and bottles.

After a while, the secretariat's collection was finished, but Yin Ya did not go to the office outside, but returned to her seat and prepared to leave for a while.

However, Xiaochen came to Yin Ya carrying a bunch of express boxes. By this time, the people in the office had left and almost only the two of them were left.

"Here comes mine, please give me more." Xiaochen said proudly.

"You, you promised to lose weight and yet you bought so much food." Yin Ya smiled and pinched Xiaochen's waist, teasing.

"Xiaoya, I'm just helping you. How can I be considered fat if I help a friend?" Xiaochen said angrily.

"Yes, yes, not fat." Yin Ya said with a helpless smile.

While talking, Yin Ya was carefully opening the address, name and tape on the express delivery.

"Let me help." Xiaochen said.

"Okay, if you help me, I'll treat you to dinner next time." Yin Ya did not refuse and nodded.

"Are you going to eat at Boss Yuan's restaurant?" Xiaochen asked with a sly smile.

"Yes, yes, go to his place to eat." Yin Ya rolled her eyes at Xiaochen angrily and said.

"That's great. If you remove the tape, you can exchange it for a meal from Boss Yuan. It's such a bargain." Xiaochen started to remove it with great enthusiasm.

"Then you open it and I'll wash the bottle." Yin Ya saw that Xiaochen had opened it cleanly and picked up the drink bottle that her colleague had drunk.

"No problem." Xiaochen made a good gesture, and Yin Ya took the bottle to the bathroom.

These drinks have been drunk and will look better after being washed. Yin Ya, who was careful, dried them carefully before putting them back into the box.

After Yin Ya washed the bottles and took them out, Xiaochen had already removed all the names, addresses and tapes on the cartons.

Yin Ya tidied up, sorted the cartons, put the bottles into the cartons, then stood up with her bag in one hand and the cartons in the other to leave.

"Do you want me to help you carry him down?" Xiaochen asked.

"No, I'll go by myself." Yin Ya said.

"Okay." Xiaochen nodded, and then left the office with Yin Ya.

The two took the elevator downstairs together. Yin Ya's car was parked in the parking space that Yuan Zhou bought for her. Naturally, she had to go to Taoxi Road, while Xiaochen parked on the other side.

"Then I'm leaving. Xiaoya, please slow down and see you later." Xiaochen waved his hand, not forgetting to say: "Don't forget my feast."

"I know." Yin Ya nodded and walked towards Taoxi Road.

Xiaochen didn't ask Yin Ya why she suddenly started collecting cartons and beverage bottles more than a week ago. She just helped remove the tape or brought her own cartons every time.

After all, Yin Ya didn't tell her the reason, so as a friend, Xiaochen saw that Yin Ya didn't seem to be in trouble, so she didn't ask, and was just serious about helping.

Yin Ya's company is not far from Taoxi Road. It is already the end of August, but the weather in Chengdu is still hot. Fortunately, it is already half past six, and the sun has gone down, but it is not shining anymore.

Yin Ya soon walked to the parking lot, but instead of going to the parking lot, she crossed the road and walked towards Taoxi Road.

After walking into Taoxi Road, I turned directly at the intersection and went to the garbage station. There were three large trash cans there. The garbage inside had been collected. There was still very little garbage, but there was still a rotten smell. .

Yin Ya walked to the edge of the trash can without squinting, then bent down to put down the carton and stood up to leave.

At this time, I was stopped by a strange voice: "Thank you, sister."

Yin Ya turned around with a smile on her face and saw a little girl standing at the entrance of the alley. She greeted her as if she had just discovered her, "Thank you for what I did. I'm here to take out the garbage."

"No, no, I know, I know sister, you gave it to me, thank you sister." The little girl looked low, as if she was less than ten years old, lowered her head and said seriously.

"You come at different times every day, but every time you come a few minutes before I come. I have seen my sister several times." The little girl lowered her head and said.

Obviously, this is not the first time Yin Ya has done this.

"It might be a coincidence, don't think too much about it, it's just that I happened to be bringing these cartons down for my colleagues." Yin Ya didn't say much, just explained in a warm voice.

"Well, thank you sister." Seeing that Yin Ya refused to admit it, the little girl didn't say anything more, but still thanked her seriously.

"You're welcome, but I can't ask for this thank you in vain. How about this, I'll just give these to you next time, and then you can help me deal with it, okay?" Yin Ya said.

"Is that okay?" The little girl quickly raised her head and glanced at Yin Ya.

"Of course. In fact, our office is full of girls, and everyone likes to buy things, so there are quite a lot of boxes." Yin Ya shrugged.

"I can help." The little girl said anxiously.

"I know, so I'm asking you to do it." Yin Ya said gently.

"If I don't disturb you, sister, I can wait downstairs over there, so that sister doesn't have to walk far." Obviously the little girl knew that Yin Ya came from the company holding these cartons, so she said this .

"Of course, it will allow me to walk less. After all, the trash cans there are too small to hold these." Yin Ya made up for her loopholes without leaving any trace.

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