Gourmet Food Supplier

Although time is running out, this marquee is really exquisite.

"Thank you."

Yuanzhou reached out to receive the lantern and replaced the lantern that had been hanging in front of the store.

The original lantern was hung to take care of the short-haired girl who was afraid of walking at night.

I changed it to a new, brighter hall, and the lantern ‘唰 唰 唰’ went fast, and the picture above gradually changed to reflect the beings on the ceiling.

"How's it, do you like compasses?" While Haizhou hadn't started cooking yet, Wuhai vigorously boasted about the lights.

"It's pretty." Yuanzhou did find it nice to wait.

At first glance, it is a handmade lamp, exquisite and small, and Wu Hai's paintings are very valuable.

"Booming"

After Yuanzhou washed his hands, he began to concentrate on the ingredients, and Wu Hai was choked in his stomach.

"Come back at the end of the dinner time." Yuan Zhou saw Wu Hai intend to go back and looked up.

"Okay." Immediately changed from simmering Chinese cabbage to watered Chinese cabbage, Wuhai was resurrected in situ, and fart fart went in line.

"Don't leave Zhao at night, just eat dumplings together here, exactly fifteen." Yuan Zhou also explained to Cheng Zhaomei.

"Okay, Master." President Cheng, who came to plaster everywhere, replied immediately.

Except for the Spring Festival New Year's Day, there are more people on holidays and those who do not come on weekdays are thinking of eating a good New Year's Day meal.

Cheng Zhaomei, who was left by the master, followed Su Ruoyan to do the second child's job. This job was easy and did not delay him from watching Yuanzhou cooking.

"Is the chef's cooking progressing again? It feels more incomprehensible than the last time." Cheng Zhaomei watched Yuanzhou's fingers flip, the knife light flickered, very fast.

Cheng Zhaomei is now known as the king of Sichuan cuisine. At least she is very familiar with Sichuan cuisine, but the hot pot meat that Yuanzhou is making is a basic Sichuan dish. It is logically quite familiar, but Yuanzhou made it. I feel strange.

Every step of the process Cheng Zhaomei is very clear, but under Yuanzhou's hands are not the same. Seeing Cheng Zhaomei did not even do the work of the second child, hiding in an unobstructed place, watching Yuanzhou cooking.

"Huh ... I finally did it alone." Su Ruoyan saw that President Cheng had finally not come to grab her job, and felt relieved.

The dinner time soon ended, and Yuanzhou was thinking about calling Su Ruoyan to eat dumplings together.

But Su Ruoyan, the chicken thief, saw that President Cheng did not leave, Yin Ya came again, and Wu Hai also came. He immediately said goodbye to Yuan Zhou, not polite, but felt that it was too cheap.

"Boss, I asked my buddies to go and watch the lantern together and left first." Su Ruoyan started the next sentence.

"Why does this child run so fast." Yin Ya just entered the door and saw Su Ruoyan hurriedly.

"I said it was an appointment with my little friend, and the little girl is fast." Yuan Zhou didn't think much.

"All right." Yin Ya smiled without saying a word.

"Mother-in-law." Cheng Zhaomei came over to say hello.

"Eat dumplings together today." Yin Ya was already immune to her title, after all, she was solid.

"Compass, can I eat more today?" Wu Hai asked with a serious expression.

"There are no more than ten servings per person," Yuan Zhou said directly.

"Okay." Wu Hai felt that some food was better than nothing.

It has been prepared before, but now it is only wrapped in the lower pot. There are only forty in total, but there are still differences. Thirty are all the size of an adult man's fist, and the remaining ten are the size of a baby's fist. They look small and exquisite. This is definitely for Yin Ya.

In the distant starry sky, the sound of firecrackers rang out, and everyone in the small shop of Chef God was sitting around and eating dumplings, which was very lively.

The Lantern Festival passed in this bustling, the hustle and bustle was far away from the crowd, time seemed to flow, time was like shuttle.

It will light up soon after dark, but time will not come back. Three days have passed since the apprenticeship ceremony of the Lantern Festival.

The fourteen named disciples are all apprentices to Yuanzhou, so the Kitchen Federation arranged them in a hotel and often met.

Because this is the base of Sichuan cuisine, Cao Zhishu and Zhang He only stayed in the hotel on the eve and the day they wanted to be a disciple, but they didn't stay in the hotel at other times.

At the beginning, after listening to the words of the elder brother, he paid great attention to the notes given by Yuanzhou. Every disciple started to read it after he returned to the room, and was shocked.

To give a particularly simple example, such as Suzhou cuisine, it is light, but many dishes will use sugar to enhance the flavor, and many people will do so.

But in the matter of putting sugar, Yuanzhou has made many attempts. The amount of sugar and the order of putting sugar each time are particular, which will also cause the taste of the dish to be different.

The notes recorded the process and results of each dish in detail, and finally, Yuan Zhou summed up the most suitable amount and time.

"See the details in the details, this note really reflects this sentence to the fullest, it is indeed a master." Luo Qing repeatedly looked

Luo Qing was also very adored by Yuanzhou. The shadow of the famous tree of Yuanzhou became famous very quickly, but she was very famous. She had heard a lot, watched a lot of videos, and was also a chef for Yuanzhou. Yi marveled, otherwise he would not be suffocated and wanted to be a registered disciple.

I heard that it is one thing, and the actual contact is another. I only knew that Yuanzhou Culinary Arts Championship is absolutely Chinese, but the impressions are relatively abstract, and I only read the pages of notes in person.

Luo Qing had a deep understanding that there had never been success without hard work. Yuanzhou's success was also built on time and again.

"Must learn like a master." With a fist fist, Luo Qing made up his mind.

Not only Luo Qing, this is basically the thought of all disciples who saw notes.

"Chef Ke, is this finished?" Wang Mingjie met Kosen when he came out.

"No, come out and find something to eat, what about Chef Wang?" Coson said.

"I'm coming out for a rest, Chef Ke, you should call my brother, otherwise it will be too fruitful." Wang Mingjie said.

"Are you particular about this?" Coson also wanted to be a brother.

"We all entered the door together. Naturally, there is no difference except for the big brother, but there must be different ages. If the same name is given, the master will be unhappy." Wang Mingjie said.

"That makes sense," Coson frowned.

"I am older than you. Is it okay to be your brother?" Wang Mingjie said.

"Hello Brother Wang." Coson couldn't find a reason for refutation, but it was very simple.

"Master Ke," said Wang Mingjie.

The two had different paths. After being separated, Wang Mingjie continued to move forward, and when he came around the corner, he encountered Li Youcai and Zeng Youwei.

"Where is Brother Brother Wang?" Zeng Youwei, a deputy, was much taller than Wang Mingjie.

"Um ... go out and turn around." Wang Mingjie froze.

...