I am Qinxing No.1

Chapter 86 Geniuses Should Belong To Each Other
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Master Hu, who was in charge of the frying pan, was pleasantly surprised to see Zhou Dong take one or two fried buns from him, and then picked one up and put it in his mouth.

This is an affirmation of my strength!

Diligence is all about strength, and now Zhou Dong has been recognized as the No. 1 white case earlier. He is willing to take the initiative to taste his own craftsmanship, which is to give himself enough face; and with the craftsmanship of Master Zhou, he will be diligent sooner or later Big man, this bullshit is enough for him to brag about for the rest of his life!
"Unexpectedly, it is just a master taste, and it is already very picky
Although Master Hu's craftsmanship is not top-notch, it is definitely above the standard. How can I suffer from so many problems?
The dough was a little undercooked, which made the skin of the buns a bit harder. After oiling the bottom of the pot, there was too much water, which made the edges of the buns too soft, which directly affected the taste.

It's a pity that it's not a 'bad bun' made on purpose, this kind of broken and then erected craftsmanship has always been the secret of the master of the Pioneer Restaurant's frying pan, and Master Hu is still a little short of the fire."

Just like a kid who got a new toy, Zhou Dong couldn't hold back his curiosity, and immediately started the 'Master Taste'.

As the system said, once the skill was activated, he possessed the attribute of 'venomous tongue'. He felt that it was no problem for ordinary people to eat Master Hu's buns, but he couldn't swallow them at all.

Zhou Dong can finally understand the "Big Three". Although these three old men never complained about him but only praised him, it is said that they are figures that chefs both respect and hate; now it seems that it is really no wonder that the three old men are sometimes too good at Eating is a pain in itself.

"Master Xiao Zhou, is there something wrong with the fried buns?"

Seeing Zhou Dong's slightly condensed expression, Master Hu couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Uh, there's nothing wrong with it, it tastes good."

Quickly withdrawing the master-level tasting skills, Zhou Dong immediately felt that the buns in his mouth were soft and soft, and tasted very good.

Thumbs up to Master Hu and said: "Master is a master, your fried buns are considered top-notch in Chu."

This is the truth, except for a few long-established restaurants such as Pioneer Restaurant, there are very few people who Chu can beat Master Hu when it comes to fried buns.

"Haha, thank you Master Xiao Zhou for your compliment."

Master Hu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Xiao Zhou. That Mr. Huai is still waiting for your reply."

Miss Yingbin was not worried about Huai Liangren, a handsome mixed race guy, but seeing the male god in a daze for a while, and then went to eat fried buns for a while, I was really worried that the male god was exhausted these days and didn't eat well in the morning, right?
The male god is going to make Goubuli steamed stuffed buns again, and he has to look at the stewed old pot and the boiled water every day. Two hundred egg pancakes are not too much, and he can't stand it every day?Now the topic of the 'Kyushu Male God' group is how to reduce the workload of the male god, but the male god is born with the attributes of a model worker, and his work enthusiasm is too high, everyone really can't think of a good way.

Zhou Dong is also thinking about this issue. Previously, there were only three kinds of delicacies: Goubuli, egg pancakes, and stewed fire; the stewed fire was shared by the fat man, and he could barely handle it. Serving four kinds of delicacies at the same time is probably too much for him.

Let's talk it over with Mr. Liu later. Zhou Dong came back to his senses, looked outside at Huai Liang who was nodding and smiling at him and said, "Okay, I'll go see this man after work is over early."

This guy outside is actually a three-star Michelin chef, and he got an extra reward from the system as soon as he came. Zhou Dong also wanted to hear what he would say.

"I am Huailiang."

Seeing Zhou Dong approaching, Huai Liang stood up with a rare humility, and offered to extend his hand.

With his serious cleanliness, it is almost impossible to take the initiative to shake hands with people; I remember that the last time I shook hands with people was five years ago, and the object was a young Chinese female teacher who used one arm during her teaching aid in Africa. Saved a dozen innocent children.

"I'm Zhou Dong, we don't seem to know each other well?"

After Zhou Dong shook hands with him, he sat down. This place was covered by a goldfish bowl and a partition, so it was a good place for chatting.

"You are wrong. We have actually known each other for a long time. We have known each other since we were born."

Zhou Dong was astonished when he heard this.Are Michelin three-star chefs always talking like this? We should be sick friends after hearing this?He had no choice but to say, "Your age should be older than me."

"Then let me revise what I just said. The accurate statement should be: When you were born in this world, there were a pair of innocent but wise eyes staring at you, and the owner of these eyes is me."

Huailiang shook his head and said: "Don't think I'm talking nonsense, you know, geniuses are always connected by fate, just like you and me, even if we are thousands of miles apart, I will still find you.

This day may come a bit late, but it will never be too late! "

This man must be sick!
Zhou Dong felt a chill when he heard it, thinking whether he should find a reason to leave quickly.

"Zhou Dong, you have to trust my eyes, even if you don't believe it, you should trust my tongue! I have already tasted the delicacies you cook, and I can be sure that you, like me, are a once-in-a-century culinary genius.

We are really the same kind of people, as for them."

Huailiang pointed to Fatty and Master Hu who were in the back kitchen earlier, and gently waved his index finger, saying: "I don't deserve to be your companion at all!

Zhou Dong, you have to understand.A genius is destined to be lonely, until he meets another genius, just like us. "

Zhou Dong glanced at Huai Liangren vigilantly: "You don't mean to kidnap me, do you?"

"To be precise, I want to save you!"

Huai Liangren seemed a little excited, staring closely at his eyes and said: "You have the talent to become the world's top chef, and you may even become my real opponent!
You know what, you don't belong here, never have!

You shouldn't be wasting your time making these 'common food'!

In the top restaurants in China and France, you can use all kinds of top ingredients and let them become pieces of 'work of art' in your hands.

You even have the power to choose those guests who are eligible to enjoy these works of art!
do you know?Before coming to China, I just rejected the vice president of a multinational company.What a fool this nouveau riche wants to exchange fifty thousand euros for me to serve him! "

Manager Dave told Huai Liangren the price of [-] euros on the phone, and he was very supportive of Huai Liangren's decision to return to China. Let that upstart go to hell!

Such is the influence of top chefs in Paris, the capital of gastronomy, that even restaurant managers can only resign themselves to it.

Zhou Dong shook his head: "I'm sorry, you may have misread the person.

I'm just a decent cook, not a genius. "

Don’t be kidding, okay, the top restaurant is to make money, but when it comes to the speed of earning appreciation points, how can it be better than the Kyushu Dingshi Breakfast Department, which has a constant flow of customers?
And this guy looks more like a psychopath than himself, God knows if what he said is true or false?
"I can't be mistaken, my friend."

Huai Liangren smiled confidently: "Your Goubuli is very authentic, and the omelette is also amazing, but none of these surprised me too much.

What really amazes me is what you did with the pig intestines.

You know, many people say that I have "Yi Yin's tongue", this is not an exaggeration, my sense of taste is far superior to that of ordinary people.

If my judgment is not wrong, the pig intestines in the stewed fire should not have been scrubbed with alkali powder, so the intestinal wall has not been damaged and the best taste has been retained.

But this is almost impossible. How do you remove the peculiar smell of pig intestines without scrubbing with enough alkali powder?

You must know that the spices you use in the stewed fire are not many, and it can even be said to be very precise, but this precise standard is not enough to cover up the peculiar smell of pig intestines.

So, can you tell me, how do you do it? "

In fact, Huai Liangren didn't have any other ideas. There are many untold secrets in the culinary world or Huaxia Qinxing, so he guessed that Zhou Dong must have mastered some kind of secret method.

He just asked casually.

Zhou Dong felt a chill in his heart when he heard it, this guy wouldn't see anything, could he?

Forget it, it's better to avoid dealing with such strangers: "Mr. Huai, I don't know what you're talking about. I still have a job, so let's stop here!"

"Please."

Huai Liangren didn't get up to stop him, and said calmly: "I will not give up. I will follow you until you are willing to leave the early morning department.

Believe me, it will waste your time and it will only kill you!
Time will prove that I am your true friend, and everything I do is for your own good. "

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