Chapter 1556 The Taste of Sichuan Food

As soon as Ding Guozhen left, Yin Ya turned around and walked into the banquet hall.

Just as Yin Ya was walking to the banquet hall where only Yuan Zhou was left, Yuan Zhou suddenly sat down on a chair nearby.

"Tap tap tap" Yin Ya quickened her pace and ran forward, and asked with some worry: "How are you? Are you tired?"

This whole day of high-intensity work was naturally extremely hard, and Yuan Zhou only sat down like this when he saw no one else.

"It's okay." Yuan Zhou shook his head, then bent slightly and took out a thermos cup from the cabinet below where he was sitting and handed it to Yin Ya.

"Drink some, your voice is dumb." Yuan Zhou said.

"Okay." Yin Ya's face turned red, and she took Yuan Zhou's thermos cup with a warm heart.

"I'll take you back in a minute. Someone will take care of the girls here." Yuan Zhou saw Yin Ya taking two sips of tea to soothe her throat before he spoke.

"No, you're too tired. You're not allowed to send me back today." Yin Ya shook her head.

"You are also very tired." Yuan Zhou shook his head stubbornly.

Yin Ya knew Yuan Zhou's temper. Once he made a decision, it was difficult to change. His temper was more stubborn than that of an ox. But it was obvious that Yin Ya had known this for a long time and had a way to deal with it.

Yin Ya suddenly leaned forward, crossed the partition of the open kitchen, leaned her upper body towards Yuan Zhou, and kissed the side of Yuan Zhou's face like a dragonfly.

"Listen to me, okay?" Yin Ya's voice was a little rusty because she had been talking all day. When she was acting coquettishly like this, Yuan Zhou instantly stiffened.

"Okay, okay." Yuan Zhou responded in a daze.

"Then I'll take you back. You have a good rest. There will be more tomorrow." Yin Ya said with a smile.

"Yes." Yuan Zhou responded solemnly, trying not to blush with a straight face.

Yuan Zhou also wants to save face in front of his girlfriend.

Because of Yin Ya's special little plan, things ended up going as Yin Ya said. After Yuan Zhou returned to his shop, he could only go upstairs to wash up and prepare to read and rest.

But because he was too tired, he fell asleep with his book in hand. At this time, Yuanzhou hadn't even eaten dinner.

Yuan Zhou was holding a book in his hand, with his head leaning against the head of the bed. His legs were flat on the bed, and his upper body was leaning against it.

Didn't lie down.

Yuan Zhou fell asleep in such an awkward posture, and the light in the room shone slightly yellow on Yuan Zhou's face.

The curtains were drawn tightly. I don't know how long it took, but Yuan Zhou suddenly woke up.

"Are you asleep?" Yuan Zhou moved his head slightly and felt his neck was sore. When he stretched out his hand, he realized that he was still holding a book.

"Looks like I'm really tired." Yuan Zhou took the phone from the bedside table and saw that the time was just three o'clock.

"It's almost time to get up at this point." Yuan Zhou muttered to himself, then sat up, put down his book and went to wash up.

After washing up, Yuan Zhou did not go out to exercise like yesterday, but exercised directly in the backyard.

After finishing the exercise, he was almost four o'clock. After washing up again, Yuanzhou changed his clothes and went directly to the banquet hall.

At four o'clock, the sky in Chengdu is already a bit hazy. After all, the sun has been working much harder since the weather has warmed up.

When we walked to the banquet hall, the policeman guarding the door was a little surprised and said: "Chef Yuan, are you here so early?"

"Well, thank you for your hard work. I'm here to make preparations." Yuan Zhou said.

"It's not hard work, thank you for your hard work, Chef Yuan." The guarding policeman shook his head and said seriously.

Strictly speaking, the guard police worked in shifts, and Yuan Zhou only had one person, so he really felt that Yuan Zhou worked harder than them.

"I like cooking." Yuan Zhou finished speaking and entered the banquet hall after completing the security check.

"Master." As soon as Yuan Zhou entered the banquet hall, Technician Cheng greeted him.

"You came so early?" Yuan Zhou said.

"I knew the master would come early, so I came early." Technician Cheng touched his head and smiled innocently.

"I'm thinking of coming over to clean up." Technician Cheng continued.

"You seem to have lost weight recently." Yuan Zhou said without replying, looking at Technician Cheng up and down.

"Really? I've wanted to lose weight for a long time, but my wife said I'm too fat and unhealthy." Technician Cheng naturally heard the concern in Yuan Zhou's words, but he just said with a smile.

Technician Cheng has long known that he has lost weight. Even two days ago, his daughter Cheng Ying touched his belly and said that he had lost weight and had been working hard recently.

You must know that the preliminary preparations and some receptionist technicians are helping together. Technician Cheng’s idea is very simple. It is his master’s first personal cooking show and his apprentice can no longer help in the kitchen. Then Naturally, we have to work hard to do more in other places.

"Well, you come over at seven o'clock tomorrow." Yuan Zhou said.

"Yes, master." Technician Cheng responded immediately.

After answering, Technician Cheng realized what Yuan Zhou had just said, but he never questioned his master, he just felt warm in his heart.

"Master is afraid that I won't get enough rest." Technician Cheng thought happily, and at the same time decided that after a while, he would be more careful and do a better job in hygiene.

Time passed quickly, before nine o'clock, around eight o'clock the banquet hall was filled up one after another.

An hour earlier than yesterday.

And today's process is actually simpler than yesterday's. After all, there is no opening ceremony today, unlike yesterday.

So soon after Yuanzhou officially announced the summer-themed Sichuan cuisine for today's cooking show, Yuanzhou directly asked the waiters to serve today's breakfast.

Breakfast is a bowl of dandan noodles per person. It is moderately spicy. Even if you can't eat spicy food, it will still be delicious.

Among traditional cuisines, Sichuan cuisine is known as the cuisine of the people. This shows that Sichuan cuisine has a very broad audience.

Today, Yuanzhou thoroughly demonstrated the popularity of Sichuan cuisine. What he displayed was every dish and style, hundreds of dishes and hundreds of flavors in Sichuan cuisine.

This time Yuanzhou used a variety of flavored dishes arranged in small grids, each grid being exactly the size of one chopstick.

The dishes in each grid are not only different in type, but also in different dishes. Throughout the whole day, each person ate a hundred dishes.

"No wonder I was a little surprised when I saw Xiao Yuan carving this small box before. I didn't know what such a small box was used for. It turned out to be for a cooking show." Zhou Shijie murmured while eating, not loudly, so only Li Yanyi next to him heard it. .

"You old fool, since you saw it, why don't you ask him to make the carving bigger? If the carving is bigger, don't we eat more?" Li Yan blew his beard and glared.

Zhou Shijie was startled, yes, it seems to make sense.

In the few seconds that President Zhou was cooking, the dignitaries had already taken several more bites, much faster than yesterday.

Yesterday the dignitaries were not so proficient with chopsticks, but today they are very proficient.

"Are you going back to the hotel to find someone to teach you?" Zhang Yan thought in his heart, but of course he couldn't say it out loud.

In fact, it is not that complicated. There is no need to find someone to teach it. When dignitaries from various countries go out, they always have translators assigned by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Then they had a tacit understanding when they went back last night and called the translator to their room.

Fighting landlords behind closed doors... no, no, practicing chopsticks behind closed doors.

"We should promote chopsticks when we go back, otherwise we will be at a huge disadvantage." The Indonesian Vice President thought silently.

To put it bluntly, although there are many Chinese people in Indonesia, the main tableware is still Western knives and forks.

The kitchen utensils prepared by Yuan Zhou are chopsticks, and each dish is unsatisfactory. The taste includes the seven flavors of Sichuan cuisine: sweet, sour, numb, spicy, bitter, fragrant, salty, and the eight flavors: dry roast, sour, spicy, and fish flavor. , dry stir-fry, strange smell, pepper and numbness.

And the twenty-four flavors evolved from the seven flavors and eight flavors. Such a variety of flavors were displayed one by one by Yuan Zhou's hands, which made the guests present so intoxicated.

Take the Thai prince, for example. He almost lost his grace and grabbed food from the plate of a famous chef from his country.

After all, there are really few dishes. It is said to be a chopstick, but in fact it is just a bite.

The amazing thing about Sichuan cuisine is that its flavors are varied, charming, and even mysterious. Therefore, on the second day of the cooking show, the guests were still very satisfied.

"Is this Chuan cuisine? I don't know if this is the pronunciation. Anyway, I think Chuan cuisine is so magnificent. I can't imagine that a cuisine has so many different flavors. I want to write down this pronunciation. I feel that the pronunciation is so magical. "

As a result, the famous French catering brand Ochuan was born in Auguste's flash of inspiration.

O is his name in capital letters, and chuan requires no explanation.

Same as last night, I still felt like I wasn't full at the end.

Of course, this feeling is not understandable to outsiders, so everyone can only endure it and go back with restraint, but naturally they hope that tomorrow will come as soon as possible.

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