“Ming Palace History: good food and drink” recorded that the bamboo shoot chicken that the bright God sect liked was slightly different from the currently popular minced chicken and golden thread bamboo shoot.

Anything that could enter the emperor’s mouth would definitely be perfect and very exquisite. Just the dried chicken alone had to be processed with all kinds of top-grade ingredients before it could be chopped.

At least, when Yuan Zhou was familiar with this dish, he was shocked by the series of information provided by the system. At first, Yuan Zhou thought that the bird’s nest gargled the mouth and the abalone cleaned the mouth as described by the ancient people were just what the later generations said.

He was a man who had experienced the baptism of the system and had seen many things. Pigs that ate watermelons, cows that listened to music, strawberries that needed artificial pollinating and massage, and so on, nothing could surprise him.

However, the processing method of the chicken jerky was really an eye-opener for him. It was actually not surprising that there were more than 10 or 20 procedures involved. Yuan Zhou had also seen dishes with more processing methods than this.

However, the chicken jerky was first washed with snow water and then with the snow-melted water that accumulated on the top half of the pine tree’s pine needles that were rarely seen. After that, it was slightly soaked in the dew collected from the bamboo leaves of Xiang Fei. Then, it was slightly soaked in the soup made from more than ten kinds of precious Chinese medicine. It was left to rest for the time of a cup of tea before the next step was carried out.

He felt that it was much more troublesome than the cold fragrance pill that Xue baocai had made in “Dream of the Red Chamber.” Anyway, Yuan Zhou felt that the Emperor was really corrupt. What he ate was trouble.

Therefore, when the dish was served to Zhan Changfa and the others, they sighed with emotion so obviously. The fragrant smell was refreshing and soul-stirring. The chicken paste golden thread bamboo shoot was also made according to the research of ancient books, but the way Yuan Zhou cooked it was exceptionally different. It wasn’t just that the culinary skills were on a different level.

Yuan Zhou’s dishes could at least make the customers feel as if they were really eating the Imperial Cuisine.

“The chicken paste almost melts in the mouth. It’s fresh, tender, and smooth, but there’s a little coolness on the inside. The fragrance is light and everlasting. With the addition of the crisp and tender bamboo shoots, it’s really the ultimate taste experience.” Zhan Changfa swallowed the last mouthful of food and couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

They didn’t say anything earlier because they were busy fighting for food. Now, they didn’t know who ordered the dishes. Anyway, as long as they could grab as much as they wanted, it was their own ability. Every time a dish was served, everyone wanted to eat more. As they ate, they became like this.

There was no other way. It was impossible to distinguish them clearly. It was better if everyone wanted to eat together.

“Master’s every dish is very delicious. When I thought that it was already the highest level of skill, the next dish still exceeded my expectations. If I don’t work hard, I will definitely not be able to reach this 50%.” Wu kun’s face was solemn.

Although he was the leader of the middle-aged generation of min cuisine, he used to think that he was quite an awesome figure. Ever since Yuan Zhou came out of nowhere, he felt that although he was not as good as the others, he was still better than the others. At least, he still had a small achievement.

It was not until he truly witnessed Yuan Zhou’s capability in min cuisine that he realized that it was because he did not have enough self-awareness. In front of Yuan Zhou, he was not that far off. It was just the difference between a relatively good apprentice and a master.

The sense of superiority he had in his heart was completely put down this time. Wu kun was secretly planning to stay in Chengdu more often after he successfully became Yuan Zhou’s apprentice so that he could see Yuan Zhou from time to time and not only learn his culinary skills, but also learn his way of dealing with people.

The Masters who had been famous for a long time all had some pride and self-confidence. Even if they had long known how awesome Yuan Zhou was, they still didn’t have many thoughts in their hearts, even if they were far from Yuan Zhou. However, reality often exceeded expectations.

Not only Wu kun, but Xiang Yang and Zhan Changfa also had the same thought.

The active acknowledgment of Yuan Zhou as his master was for the development of the local cuisines. As the chairman and the well-deserved number one chef of min cuisine, he naturally had the broad mind and structure to talk and do this.

He had already become a Top Chef at such a young age. Naturally, his talent and hard work were indispensable. Now, in front of Yuan Zhou’s several dishes, he couldn’t help but realize that his cooking skills couldn’t be compared with Yuan Zhou ‘s, let alone min cuisine. And according to his understanding of Yuan Zhou, the gap would only get bigger and bigger as time passed.

This made Zhan Changfa feel gratified, but at the same time, he also felt like a hero in his twilight years. For a moment, he had mixed feelings. Zhan Changfa felt that he had to eat two more dishes to comfort his wounded heart.

The next few dishes didn’t disappoint the three people’s expectations. Every dish was really clean as soon as it was served. The degree of cleanliness was comparable to that of most of the customers in the restaurant. Once again, it added bricks and tiles to the restaurant’s no need to wash the dishes.

After they had finished all the dishes, the three of them looked at each other and no one mentioned leaving.

As the main lead of this matter, Zhan Changfa thought about it and spoke first,””Are you guys full? I’m planning to order another dish for myself. It’s not easy for me to come here, so I have to eat my fill. Otherwise, it would be disrespectful to head chef Yuan.”

She didn’t know how this ‘respect’ and ‘don’t eat your fill’ developed a friendship.

“Yes, yes, yes. The president is right. We must eat our fill after coming to master’s place. I’ll order another dish too.”

Xiang Yang and Wu kun said almost in unison. As for the matter of saving for the dowry of their soft and fragrant daughter, it could be put aside for the time being. How could they have the energy to save if they were not full?

Besides, he hadn’t discussed this matter with his wife yet. They hadn’t even started dating yet, so of course, his desire for good food was more important now.

Hence, the three of them immediately called su Ruoyan over and each of them ordered a dish before stopping. They were already rather restrained. Of course, if their stomachs did not have any objections, they felt that even two dishes were acceptable.

By the time the three of them walked out of the restaurant, holding their stomachs, it was already dark outside. Recently, the weather in Chengdu had been rainy, but it didn’t rain tonight. The sky was dark, and even the night felt much darker than usual. They didn’t know if it was going to rain.

To Zhan Changfa and the other two who had eaten their fill and were very satisfied with the food, this wasn’t very important. While walking, they talked about the taste of the few dishes they had eaten today. The chef said that the taste was different from ordinary people. They would taste the ingredients according to their taste buds and memory. This was very suitable for other places, but not for Yuan Zhou.

It was mainly because even the simplest processing method was somewhat different from the others. Although the three people were talking about it in a lively manner, in fact, there were not many practical products.

Even those who had seen Yuan Zhou cook with their own eyes might not be able to fully understand his cooking, let alone Zhan Changfa and the other two.

After walking out of the restaurant, the three of them didn’t leave. Instead, they waited until the opening hours were over and took the opportunity when Yuan Zhou was sending the customers off to introduce themselves and their purpose of coming here. They also asked if they had time to talk about the matter of the in-name disciple of min cuisine.

The in-name disciple of Shanghai cuisine had been waiting in Chengdu for more than a week. Although no one was in a hurry, Yuan Zhou still felt that he shouldn’t waste too much of their time. He was still wondering when the Fujian cuisine would arrive. He didn’t expect that they would arrive on the first night of the new dishes. They were really fast.

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