"Fang Lao, it's a joke."
Guo Penghao changed his tit-for-tat attitude when he made the phone call and became humble, polite and personable, which is in line with the temperament of his corporate boss.
There is respect in his expression, which shows that he respects Mr. Fang from the bottom of his heart, otherwise he would not restrain his temper in front of him.
Even though Guo Penghao looks gentle and courteous, he is quite impatient. He can be said to be a firecracker. You can tell by looking at the relationship between him and Lei Ti.
Fang Lao's full name is Fang Yiming. It can be said that he lives up to his name. He is really a model of blockbuster success. As the last successor of the royal chef, his status is really high. Even Ma Lao and others respect him. he.
Fang Yiming had no interest in cooking at first. Unlike others who laid the foundation at the age of three or five, he suddenly developed a strong interest in cooking when he was a teenager, and then he started learning to cook and inherit the family inheritance. As for the rumor that he learned how to cook to please a gorgeous beauty, just listen to anecdotes. Now no one would dare to ask the old man face to face.
I am very familiar with Mr. Ma and others, but unlike Mr. Ma who lived in seclusion in the mountains in despair, Fang Yiming retired when he was old and wandered around, planning to walk more while he was still young and his legs and feet were still flexible. Walk.
When the old man decided to take a walk, he was already seventy years old. He felt that his legs and feet were still flexible and it was true that he was in good spirits, so he said goodbye to his old friends and disciples. He was running around, and his footprints were not only all over China but also abroad. He went to many places.
Mr. Fang, who has been stuck in the kitchen for most of his life, said that he wanted to experience different scenery in a limited time, so most of the places he visited were scenic places of interest, or mountains, rivers and lakes.
He was in good spirits and had dyed his hair black. If he hadn't seen his ID card, he wouldn't have believed that Mr. Fang was a seventy-year-old man. Some people believed that he was sixty years old, so the journey was very smooth. This time he started from I suddenly decided to return home after hearing some news about the Ankara meeting abroad.
Before Yuan Zhou Hengkong was born, the house boss had already resigned, and he didn't care much about the culinary world. Chef Yang had invited people to a knife banquet before, but he really didn't invite the old man. The old man said that he had retired. Yes, I sent it away directly.
His craftsmanship is superior to theirs, and his status is also higher than theirs. Since he refused, there is naturally no other option. Therefore, Mr. Fang has never seen Yuan Zhou, nor has he heard much about it.
After becoming the master of the hands, he didn't even bother to ask some minor questions of his direct disciples. He completely let go and indulged in the beautiful scenery. If he hadn't been paying attention to the news of the Ankara conference that he wanted to attend, he wouldn't have known about it. Bian invited Yuan Zhou to participate, and thus learned some news about Yuan Zhou. After returning to his Anhui cuisine base camp, he was even more aware of Yuan Zhou's name.
As for how Lei Ti and Fang Lao got together, there are many stories in it, and the most direct one is related to the recipe book Lei Ti got.
Because of a fight with Guo Penghao, in the end, Lei Ti forgot to tell Guo Penghao that there would be rice dumplings from Anhui cuisine for breakfast tomorrow morning. When he remembered, he had already hung up the phone, so he felt a way to make things right. The feeling of the city.
"Anyway, it's not that I didn't say anything, but Haozi hung up the phone himself."
Sometimes when middle-aged people are childish, they are really childish. They have to compare every penny and they will get red-faced and argue over every little thing. For example, Fang Heng and Wang Hong almost got into a fight over the quota for drinking in the evening. It's just a matter of bringing one more person or one less person with you when the time comes, which are all trivial matters, but nothing about the delicious food Yuan Zhou cooks is trivial.
When Lei Ti saw Guo Penghao and an old man queuing up for breakfast the next day, his mood was complicated. The key was that when he had rice dumplings for breakfast, he clearly felt rows of knives being stabbed at him. Zha, if it could be realized, he would probably have become a hedgehog.
The final result was that Lei Ti took Guo Penghao and Fang Lao to queue up for dinner at lunch, obviously paying the price for lunch. As for whether dinner was also handed out, it was still a mystery because it hadn't started yet.
"Okay, as we said, you can only order three dishes, and you can order them yourself. Of course, Mr. Fang can order as many dishes as he wants."
Lei Ti must have become adept at changing his face after staying in Chengdu for a long time. He definitely looked like two different faces to Guo Penghao and Fang Yiming.
Guo Penghao took advantage but did not care about Lei Ti's differential treatment and said directly to Fang Yiming: "Fang's morning rice dumplings are not the pinnacle of Chef Yuan's cooking skills. Every one of his dishes is delicious. You can Just order whatever interests you, if you can’t finish it, it’s okay, I can help.”
He looked like he was upright and sacrificial for others, almost as if he was patting his chest on his chest, and his expression was very sincere.
Fang Yiming smiled and said: "Okay, no problem. I'll trouble Xiao Guo then."
It is natural for Guo Penghao to call him Xiao Guo when he is several decades older. Although the rice dumplings in the morning were amazing, they were not eye-catching enough because he had eaten them made by Mr. Zhang himself and they were made during his peak period. But for Yuan Fang Yiming felt that he was really awesome when it came to the eight major cuisines of the state fair.
The old man's craftsmanship is also amazing, but because he specializes in Anhui cuisine, and China cannot say that Anhui cuisine can represent other cuisines and represent the entire country, there is a reason why he did not make it even if his craftsmanship reached the standard of being able to participate in the conference.
As for Yuan Zhou, it was definitely a dimensionality reduction attack. After all, he was already one of the best in craftsmanship and was all-around, so he went to the meeting.
Fang Yiming doesn't know this. For the time being, he is looking forward to it but not very convinced.
The old man felt that he had done a good job, so why couldn't he attend the meeting? He was a little moody, but he had been open-minded all his life, so he just wanted to see Yuan Zhou, test Yuan Zhou, see how far he had reached, and help the younger generation by the way. There is nothing wrong with what the current number one cook said, but there is something wrong with the target.
The boss of Hui Cuisine is naturally very proficient in picking up the dishes at his fingertips, so both Guo Penghao and Lei Ti left the ordering matter in his hands, allowing him to order as he pleased.
Although Mr. Fang looks smiling, he is still very disciplined. He only orders three dishes per person, which is within a controllable range. He usually has two dishes per person, one meat and one vegetable, and the portion is smaller. It's almost enough with a bowl of rice. Today I added an extra dish and it's enough.
As for Lei Ti and Guo Penghao, he took Lei Ti's previous request to heart and didn't click on anything else. Lei Ti didn't even try to persuade them. Anyway, it was not enough to add more. There was no need to force it. Yuan The state's strength lies there.
When the first dish was served, it was when Mr. Fang said a few words to Lei Ti and the others and then looked around to observe the shop and Yuanzhou.
Before Yuan Zhou carefully observed the cooking, the dishes were served.
Tiger skin tofu, I have been making Anhui cuisine all my life. Even if I haven’t made it for a few years, the taste memory deep in my bones will not disappear easily. Smelling this familiar and unique aroma, Fang Yiming immediately knew it. What dish is it
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