“I’ve almost mastered Turkish cuisine, now I’ll cover all the ethnic minority cuisines.”
Closing the thick notebook, Yuanzhou thought that he had sorted out all the Turkish dishes this time, and he could sort out this one first.
At the beginning, Yuanzhou studied various Chinese cuisines, and ethnic minority cuisines were excluded. There was no other reason, except that almost all local cuisines included various ethnic minority cuisines, such as Guizhou cuisine. There are many types of cuisines from the Yao and other ethnic groups, and Yunnan cuisine contains even more ethnic cuisines, including the Bai, Tibetan, Hani, etc.
It can be seen from the first half of the Yuanzhou ethnic minority cuisines that the system previously rewarded that each ethnic group's cuisine has its own unique features, which still need to be carefully reviewed one by one.
Many dishes are known as secret dishes. There are no records in history that they were passed down orally from mother-in-law to daughter-in-law or passed down from male to female. For example, many Nyonya dishes are passed down in this way.
Yuanzhou had already discovered this situation when he communicated with Huang Aishan before. Fortunately, Yuanzhou's strength was there and his IQ was sufficient.
Generally, just by talking about some superficial things without going into details, you can figure out a lot of secret skills yourself, and you don't have to learn other people's secrets.
Of course, even if he has learned it, Yuan Zhou will not make these things authentically every time. Instead, he will add his own improvements and make a more perfect form, which is regarded as respecting the inheritance of others.
"Wood, do you need to bring this?" Yin Ya asked, holding up a leather hat.
Yin Ya brought the hat back to Yuan Zhou from a previous business trip, but it might not be needed even in winter in Chengdu. It doesn't necessarily mean it's not cold. After all, it snowed last winter, but Yuan Zhou stayed in the store all the time. It has a systematic effect, and the store is as warm as spring all year round. Wearing a hat has no other effect than covering the prickly heat.
"The wind is strong on the grassland, so we can take it with us." Yuanzhou thought for a while and said.
This time Yuanzhou planned to go out. He felt that a dish was not quite right no matter how he prepared it. He planned to eat it on the spot. It would be better if he could visit the chef. Yin Ya was helping him pack his luggage.
Although he plans to go, he has not decided on a specific date. Recently, foreign masters still come from time to time. Yuan Zhou can't let people wait for a while, so he plans to wait until the matter is over.
However, this is already three days since no master has come. Yuanzhou is almost done. If there is no one again tomorrow, Yuanzhou plans to set off.
And Yin Ya packed things for Yuan Zhou in advance because the last time she packed them for Yuan Zhou, she brought two less things for him. Although Yuan Zhou felt that it was not important, Yin Ya felt that she would pack things in advance in the future and only needed to check. Once again, it should be ensured that there are no omissions. After all, Yuan Zhou usually likes to do things with perfection. As a fiancée, she cannot be too behind.
When I woke up early the next morning, it was a sunny day. The sky was blue and blue, with some white clouds floating high. Some of the white clouds looked like cotton candy, some looked like animals, some looked like deers, some looked like dragons, and some looked like dragons. There are horses, wild boars and the like, which are unpredictable and change their appearance from time to time, as if they are gathered together for a change meeting.
The autumn air is crisp, without a trace of wind, with a little bit of scorching heat that is not autumn, and the long chirping of cicadas makes people even more irritable.
Yuanzhou practiced knife skills outside as usual because of the good weather. Since he hadn't practiced outside for a long time, the scene on Taoxi Road reappeared, attracting many people to watch, and in a short time it started to get crowded.
It was under such circumstances that Cheng Zhaomei and Xu Ban came down. There was a group of people behind them. There was another person who was alongside Cheng Zhaomei and them, or deliberately half a step behind, and it was the familiar face of August.
He walked alone in the front, high-spirited and with a lot of emotion on his face. Of course he should be proud of it. He finally defeated Juman and Li De came to Rongcheng to meet Yuan Zhou and have a chance to have a meal. It was simply too good a chance. , he was so happy that he wanted to fly.
The group of people following behind were wearing uniform clothes. The color was white and embroidered with gold. It was similar to chef's clothes. However, if you look closely, it didn't look like them. They were more everyday. There were seven or eight people, both men and women. They were all dressed in the same clothes. Look. It is more conspicuous.
There are Asians, Europeans, and people from other continents, mainly because their skin color is easier to identify. There are yellow-skinned people, dark-skinned people, and white-skinned people. As long as you are not color blind, you can see them.
"Chef August, the master is practicing his knife skills. We need to wait." Cheng Zhaomei saw Yuan Zhou concentrating on carving, so she walked up and whispered to August.
August just nodded subconsciously and didn't even notice what Cheng Zhaomei was saying. His eyes were already glued to Yuan Zhou's two slender white hands, the knife and the carrot in his hand.
What Yuan Zhou practiced today was left-handed swordsmanship, so he held the knife in his left hand and the radish in his right hand. What he practiced today was group portraits. There were clusters of very gorgeous roses blooming below. The petals were clearly visible, and there seemed to be dewdrops rolling on them. Yes, there are still a few butterflies flying gracefully among the flowers, and even the lines on the wings can be seen clearly.
August feels that sometimes having too good eyesight is a sin. “Chef Yuan’s knife skills can no longer be explained by being superb. It can only be said that only Chef Yuan can master this knife skills. The language is poor and cannot be described at all.” The feeling in my heart.”
It's not a specialized knife for carving, it's just a kitchen knife, open and closed, but what comes out from the bottom is fine work, as if it's a special knife used for carving.
Even August, who had seen a lot of Yuan Zhou's cooking skills, was confused. What's more, the younger people behind him were all uniformly asking, 'Where am I', 'Who am I', 'Am I What to do' is the age-old philosophical question.
It's not that I can't react, I just can't react, it's too shocking.
"Master's technique seems to have improved again. It seems that I still need to continue to work hard." Cheng Zhaomei's eyes were bright.
His Sichuan cooking skills are already sixty-seven points like Yuan Zhou's. He originally thought that after this period of hard study and practice, he has narrowed the gap a little bit, and may be seventy-eight points, but now it seems that he is still sixty-seven points.
While he is improving, Yuan Zhou is also improving, so no matter how he catches up, there is still a gap. Unless he improves more than Yuan Zhou, this kind of thing would be unthinkable, let alone happen.
After the butterfly love flower bush in Yuan Zhou's hand came to an end, Cheng Zhaomei stepped forward to talk to Yuan Zhou.
"Master, Chef August is here. He has something to discuss with you." Cheng Zhaomei said concisely and concisely.
Yesterday, Yuanzhou said that he was going to take leave and go out when no one came. Unexpectedly, August came today. This was the third time August came this month.
The previous two times, it was said that it was because Teal'k came, and he didn't come because of bad luck, and he came with Juman Li. However, this time Yuan Zhou raised his head and glanced at him. He came alone. He didn't know what was going on. .
I looked down at the thing I had just carved, and saw at a glance that the pattern on a butterfly's wing was 0.1 mm skewed compared to the one next to it, which was not as expected, so I threw it into the trash can.
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