Chef system

"Yang Chen, you kid is amazing!"

Jiang Chengren patted Yang Chen's shoulder excitedly, and praised, "Even Shu Qiming can win. Your fried rice with eggs is so fucking amazing!"

Yang Chen glanced at Jiang Chengren speechlessly, he didn't expect that a man of his age would like to swear when he got excited.

Jiang Chengren's old face was slightly red, he coughed dryly, and covered up: "Yang Chen, I think you are really serious. Since you can make this level of fried rice with eggs, don't tell me in advance, so that the old man... I will give you nothing I was worried."

Yang Chen said with a smile: "I don't want to give you a surprise!"

"Surprise is surprise." After Jiang Chengren finished speaking, he couldn't help showing a look of sadness on his face, "But you offended Shu Qiming this time, and made him not even eligible to participate in the semi-finals. I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future?"

"Trouble? What trouble?"

Yang Chen didn't seem to care. The Shu family claimed to be the authentic food industry in Country H, and they had a little understanding of their situation. Although the Shu family had strong financial resources, their own sphere of influence was not strong, and there was only one thing on the surface. It's just Shu's restaurant.

The only thing that people care about is the contacts accumulated by the Shu family for so many years. If these people want to deal with him, it will be a troublesome matter.

"I just defeated him in the arena, what can he do?" Yang Chen smiled lightly, and said indifferently, "Whether it's the bright one or the dark one, I'll follow."

Hearing this, Jiang Chengren showed a bit of pride on his face, "Yes, the Shu family is getting old, so we must be afraid of him. We don't want to worry about anything bad. I'm in a good mood today, so hurry up and do it for me." A few good dishes, let's drink two bottles of wine to celebrate."

"It's just right, I have a new dish that I want to try, Mr. Jiang, you have a good night!" Yang Chen said with a strange expression.

Jiang Chengren's face was full of smiles, and when Yang Chen brought the dish up and tasted it, his face suddenly wrinkled like an old chrysanthemum.

"Elder Jiang, how do you feel?" Yang Chen asked with a smile.

Bah... bah bah bah...

Jiang Chengren drank water and rinsed his mouth several times, and spat hard a few times, only then did he feel that the strange smell inside was a little weaker.

"Boy Yang, what exactly did you make for me, did you intend to kill me on purpose?" Jiang Chengren pointed at Yang Chen, and said with grief and indignation.

Yang Chen spread his hands, with an innocent face, "Jiang Lao, what are you talking about! Didn't I tell you before, I'm going to make a new dish tonight, I don't know how it tastes!"

"So you're using me as an experiment!"

Jiang Chengren turned his head, observed the dish Yang Chen brought up, and couldn't help but dip a little soup with his chopsticks to taste it, and asked a little strangely: "Why does your dish taste so strange! Is it sour? Sour, sweet or not, bitter or not, spicy or not... This taste feels like chewing hay. This dish is really strange. I think you put all the seasonings when you cook it! Could it be... ..."

Jiang Chengren said unexpectedly: "Is this a secret delicacy?"

"Not bad." Yang Chen said with a smile.

"No, no..." Jiang Chengren shook his head again and again, the wrinkles on his face were tangled together, "It's not like I haven't tasted the secret delicacy you made before. They all taste very good. How could there be such a thing?"

Yang Chen explained: "Jiang Lao, so the secret delicacy is to mix various ingredients together to produce a special substance. If the substance produced can give people a good taste, it is called secret delicacy; but if The substance produced is disgusting, isn’t it still a secret delicacy?”

Jiang Chengren asked: "You mean that there is a substance in this dish that can make people feel disgusted. But what's the use of making this kind of unpalatable food?"

"I just tried it casually." Yang Chen replied.

Jiang Chengren waved his hand and persuaded: "Yang Chen, don't try these weird foods. I haven't eaten since noon, and I'm just waiting for your cooking. Don't dawdle, give it to me quickly. I serve two tables of normal dishes."

"What are you in a hurry for..." Yang Chen curled his lips, and refocused on cooking.

Three dishes, one soup and four dishes were prepared very quickly, and Jiang Chengren praised, "Shitao is really unlucky. He actually ruined his stomach. It's really unlucky. He can't taste such delicious food."

Yang Chen filled a bowl of rice for himself, and was about to start eating, but saw Gao Yuanzhong walking towards him with Yan Kuan.

"Old Gao, why are you here?" Jiang Chengren smiled, "It's better to come sooner than later, come on, we are about to start eating, come and add two pairs of chopsticks for the two of you."

Gao Yuanzhong didn't refuse, but did it with great interest, and the four of them gathered around the table and started eating.

While eating, Jiang Chengren asked the reason for their visit again.After Gao Yuanzhong hesitated for a while, he said with some embarrassment: "Well... Didn't Yang Chen make a secret delicacy? Brother Jiang, look at me and I don't have the opportunity to be a judge. For a delicacy of this level, It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to try it..."

"So you specially ran to the hotel to ask Yang Chen to cook you secret delicacies?"

Jiang Chengren said with contempt: "Usually I don't see you call me Brother Jiang, but now when something happens, you call me more affectionate than anyone else."

"Hehe, look at what you said." Gao Yuanzhong was a little embarrassed.

Jiang Chengren ignored him, pointed to Yang Chen, and said, "It's him who cooks, not me, so what's the use of telling me?"

Gao Yuanzhong hurriedly saw that he wanted Yang Chen, poked his hand and said, "Brother Yang..."

"You don't need to be so polite." Yang Chen waved his hand and said with a smile, "You are an experienced chef, so I just want you to taste it and see if there are any problems."

"Then I will trouble you, little brother Yang."

After Gao Yuanzhong finished speaking, he glanced at Jiang Chengren triumphantly, and sighed pretendingly: "It's better for young people to talk now. I don't want some guys who rely on the old to sell the old, it's really chilling to see."

Jiang Chengren sneered, and confronted him unceremoniously, "You are so right. People nowadays rely on the old to sell the old, and come to the hotel in the middle of the night to ask young people to cook for him. If it were me, I would definitely not would do such a thing.”

The two quarreled for a while, seeing that Yang Chen started cooking fried rice with eggs, they immediately shut their mouths obediently, and concentrated on watching Yang Chen cook.

I didn't feel it when I was far away before, but now that I'm close, I found that Yang Chen's cooking was like flowing water, without the slightest procrastination, and there was a strange sense of beauty in it, people couldn't help but be attracted by his movements.

"Sure enough, no matter what profession, after achieving the ultimate, there will be a mysterious attraction that attracts other people's attention." Gao Yuanzhong murmured.

After just 5 minutes, three steaming bowls of egg fried rice came out of the pan.

Gao Yuanzhong looked at the plain fried rice with eggs in the bowl in front of him, with an extremely precious expression, and carefully put a mouthful into his mouth. After a few breaths, he suddenly lay on his back on the seat and closed his eyes.

"It really is a secret delicacy!"

Gao Yuanzhong sighed: "Yang Chen, this bowl of secret food of yours is amazing! It actually reminds me of the taste of the egg fried rice my mother made for me when I was a child. If nothing unexpected happens, I think your bowl of egg fried rice It is absolutely possible to win the championship of this food competition.”

Yan Kuan also tried to take a bite afterwards, his expression was a little strange, after digesting the emotions that surged from his heart, he looked at Yang Chen with more and more admiration.

Hearing Gao Yuanzhong's words, Jiang Chengren objected.He only ate two bites of fried rice with eggs, and stopped eating any more. He put down his spoon and said in a deep voice, "Old Gao, what you said is wrong."

"Yang Chen's egg fried rice tastes really good. If you eat it for the first time, you can really achieve shocking results. But if you eat it too many times in a row, it will be no different from ordinary egg fried rice."

Jiang Chengren sighed, looked at Yan Kuan, and asked, "Xiao Kuan, how often do you go home?"

Yan Kuan was taken aback for a moment, wondering why Jiang Chengren would suddenly ask himself this question.He replied honestly: "Generally, I go home every two months, and I usually go back when there are holidays."

"During the few days when you were going back, did you miss your home more than usual?" Jiang Chengren asked again.

Yan Kuan nodded.

Jiang Chengren continued to ask: "Then you stayed at home for two or three days, and you were annoyed by your mother's nagging every day, did it seem like you were leaving quickly?"

"That's right." Yan Kuan said helplessly, "I was told by my mother every day at home, that I was woken up from the bed early in the morning, saying that I don't eat much, and I don't stack my life... It's annoying! "

Jiang Chengren smiled, and explained: "That's the reason. The so-called distant relatives and close estrangement, the same applies to gourmet food. After eating a dish for a long time, it will always feel boring. Especially this bowl of egg fried rice made by Yang Chen , when I ate it for the first time, I would definitely think of the fried rice made by my mother when I was a child, but when I ate it for the second time and the third time, who would say this, I would only think it was a bowl of ordinary eggs fried rice."

"So if Yang Chen cooks this bowl of fried rice with eggs in the final round, it will be tantamount to seeking his own death."

After listening to Jiang Chengren's words, Gao Yuanzhong nodded thoughtfully.

Jiang Chengren continued: "So every year the final dishes of the national food competition are mainly innovative. After all, the reviewers of those common dishes must have been used to them, and they are prone to aesthetic fatigue. To come up with a novel dish, first Not to mention the taste, at least it can impress the judges."

Gao Yuanzhong said in a deep voice: "Old Jiang, what you said has some truth. But if Yang Chen doesn't make fried rice with eggs, wouldn't he make other secret delicacies during the final competition?"

Yang Chen is young, being able to make one secret delicacy is already the limit, Gao Yuanzhong doesn't think Yang Chen can make a second secret delicacy.

He sighed, with regret on his face, "Yang Chen, you shouldn't choose Shu Qiming as your opponent. If you choose someone else, you won't have to reveal your hole cards in this match. When the time comes to compete for the championship, you will have a great chance This bowl of egg fried rice is enough to win the championship."

Yang Chen waved his hand, and said in a soft voice: "Uncle Gao, don't worry! Even if I can't cook fried rice with eggs, I can still cook other dishes, so don't worry too much."

Gao Yuanzhong took a breath, and looked at Yang Chen with a look like looking at a monster, "Yang Chen, don't tell me that you can cook other secret delicacies, and the taste is even better than your bowl of secret egg fried rice ?”

"more or less!"

Yang Chen nodded lightly.

Hearing this, Gao Yuanzhong showed an expression of not knowing whether to cry or laugh, and finally heaved a long sigh, "We are all old, and the world now belongs to young people!"