Chapter 1831 Wu Hai Is Back

The purpose of Wang Mingjie's visit this time is very simple. He and President Cheng each want to cook a dish and then taste each other.

Of course, a Sichuan cuisine master and a Jiangsu cuisine master will definitely not cook the same dish, and Wang Mingjie is not good at Sichuan cuisine, and Technician Cheng only knows Jiangsu cuisine.

Not everyone can be as good at many cuisines as Yuan Zhou and still be top-notch.

But Wang Mingjie and Technician Cheng can make something similar. They discussed it yesterday and planned to make fried rice.

Speaking of fried rice, everyone can make it. The threshold is extremely low, but whether it is done well or not is a matter of personal skills. Some people make fried rice greasy, while others make it dry. Some are fried to a variety of colors, and some are well-done. It can be said that many people have a special bowl of fried rice in their hearts.

Either my mother made it, or my grandma made it, or I went home from school and poured the leftovers into a pot and stir-fried them randomly.

Moreover, Yuanzhou also made his fortune from egg fried rice.

The two communicated. Wang Mingjie planned to make Yangzhou fried rice, while Technician Cheng planned to make the egg fried rice that Yuan Zhou had made. He was Yuan Zhou's apprentice and wanted to emulate him.

Egg fried rice and Yangzhou fried rice are very similar, and many people even think that they are one and the same.

"I don't know why Chef Wang Mingjie suddenly wants to communicate." Chairman Cheng couldn't figure it out. In fact, if Chairman Cheng hadn't been so busy improving his cooking skills and Sichuan Cuisine Association affairs recently, with his status, he would have been able to advance the conversation in advance. I know about Yuanzhou's admission of registered disciples.

Fried rice is quite simple to make, not to mention that Chairman Cheng had already prepared all the ingredients before, so the two of them finished it quickly.

Both of them are master-level, so they are almost indistinguishable in terms of appearance. The most important thing is definitely the taste.

"President Cheng, I will start to taste it." Wang Mingjie picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of President Cheng's fried rice into his mouth, and he had the answer in his heart.

Wang Mingjie has never eaten Yuan Zhou's fried rice, but President Cheng's cooking can almost reach 80% of Yuan Zhou's previous level, and he can roughly imagine Yuan Zhou's level.

Even though he made up his mind, Wang Mingjie still finished Technician Cheng's fried rice. This was the last time he was given instruction on knife skills by Yuan Zhou. Seeing Chef Yuan's habit, no matter who made the food, he would eat all the food served to him. Finished eating.

"Thank you, President Cheng. I already understand, so I'll leave first." Wang Mingjie left immediately after finishing the fried rice, coming and going in a hurry.

"Okay, bye." President Cheng was a little confused. Who is this? Got it.

"Doesn't it feel right?" President Cheng muttered.

"You flew all the way from Jiangsu Province just to compete with me on whose fried rice is better?" President Cheng felt that no one with a broken brain would be like this.

It was rare for Cheng Ying to wake up early and see her father talking nonchalantly about something.

She asked: "Dad, what are you doing?"

"What do you mean by him?" President Cheng grabbed his daughter and told her what just happened.

Young people have quick minds, and they might be able to come up with some useful information. Raising a daughter is all that's needed.

"This shouldn't be here to compete in restaurants, right? He, a master of Jiangsu cuisine, came to our Sichuan cuisine restaurant to compete in some restaurants. He is not a master. He can cook all kinds of dishes, and his level of cooking is beyond the reach of others." Cheng Ying said confidently, but she didn't even think about it. Know what you said.

"Kicking the gym? Master."

An idea flashed in President Cheng's mind. He thought of the shameless Dashi Xiujie, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

I picked up the phone and planned to call Zhou Shijie to ask if the master had any activities recently. As a direct disciple, I must support the master.

Wang Mingjie, who left on the other side, was indeed heading towards the Kitchen Federation, and he was there to sign up.

Originally, Mr. Wang told Wang Mingjie that Yuan Zhou was recruiting an apprentice. Wang Mingjie admired Chef Yuan's cooking skills.

I am also very grateful for the previous exchanges with him. I even believe that Chef Yuan’s cooking skills surpass his father Wang Huai’s at such a young age.

But I still have some doubts about being a registered disciple.

Wang Mingjie was also a smart man and immediately approached Yuan Zhou's apprentice Cheng Zhaomei.

Just a dish of fried rice made him, a master of Jiangsu cuisine, defeated. The simpler, the more sophisticated the cooking skills. This is well known in the chef world.

Putting aside Sichuan and Su flavors, Wang Mingjie knew that he was far behind Technician Cheng in terms of pure cooking skills.

"Wang Mingjie, Wang Mingjie, Technician Cheng is now the president of Sichuan Cuisine and is known as the King of Sichuan Cuisine. You can't compare with me in terms of reputation or cooking skills. What else is there to be confused about?" Wang Mingjie rushed to the headquarters of the Kitchen Federation.

President Zhou Shijie first informed several of his friends in the culinary world about Yuan Zhou's intention to recruit apprentices. Therefore, what happened to Ke Sen and Wang Mingjie was played out in various parts of the Chinese mainland.

The news has not yet been officially announced, but those who are well-informed have already heard about it, and everyone is packing up and preparing to rush to Chengdu.

A new day has begun. Today, Opello and his team came to have breakfast. They also said goodbye to Yuan Zhou.

"I'm going back to France this time." Chu Xiao stood in front of Yuan Zhou and straightened his back.

"I know, have a nice journey." Yuan Zhou said seriously.

"I may pass by Chengdu during the Chinese New Year and come to the God of Cooking shop." Chu Xiao was as cool as ever.

"Okay." Yuan Zhou said.

"Chef Yuan, this exchange has helped me find a way forward. Thank you so much." Opello has said his grateful words countless times.

"Chef Opello is too polite," Yuan Zhou said.

"I still want to thank Chef Yuan for sharing, but I just want to ask, when will Chef Yuan's Singaporean cuisine be added to the menu?" Opello looked curious.

After eating Yuan Zhou's new dishes, you know how delicious his new dishes are. However, I didn't find it on the menu before and didn't eat it. Opello expressed that he was a little concerned about it, so he specially made it before leaving. ask.

"I think it's not ready yet. It's not perfect enough and needs more practice." Yuan Zhou answered seriously.

Anyone could see that he was telling the truth and was not being modest at all.

"Not good enough?"

"Want to practice again?"

"Practice?"

Opello muttered these three sentences and left in a daze, forgetting to even say goodbye.

The ten-person roundtable meeting ended successfully. The chefs had many things to do before the Chinese New Year and did not stay to continue tasting the delicious food and returned to their own countries.

Only he himself knows how much Yuan Zhou has gained, but it is gratifying that the diners finally got their seats back. By the end of the night, everyone will know that they were still too naive.

The first one may be late, but it's never anyone else's fault.

The familiar posture, the limbs hanging on the door in an incredible posture is not Wu Hai, the legendary beast that has disappeared for a while.

"Hahahahahaha. I'm prosperous and in a trance. I, Dawuhai, am back. Boss Yuan has missed me. The shop must have missed me too."

"Ho ho ho, I'm going to have a big meal today."

Wu Hai appeared, and naturally Zhou Xi, who had recently become his follower, must also have appeared, and Zheng Jiawei was also there.

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