Long before Ye Chui came to Chinatown, his plan to challenge the Chinatown catering industry had already been reported to Huang Yiyuan, Jim and others.
A kid who is not even an adult is planning to take down all the chefs in Chinatown by himself and let Chinatown food culture return to its roots
Several Chinatown chefs who learned of this information regarded it as a joke. How crazy must a person's brain be to have such an illusion? Chinatown cuisine has now surpassed the original Chinese cuisine, but this young man actually planned to suppress the entire Chinatown food culture with his own personal ability
Many people did not take this matter seriously. The bosses from the seven major hotels held a meeting at the call of Huang Yiyuan, but ultimately did not decide anything because they never thought that a single-handed challenge against Chinatown was really possible. Even if the guy named Ye Chui came here, he would definitely return empty-handed.
The owners of the seven major hotels have their own pride, and none of them thinks they will lose.
Then, a month later Ye Chui came.
After being informed by someone, the gourmets and chefs in San Francisco's Chinatown immediately learned of this information. They took some preventive measures, such as notifying all major hotels and asking them to refuse Ye Chui's accommodation. This was done to give him a warning, but Ye Chui still stayed in Chinatown and stayed at the Tang's Hotel.
Two days later, Chen Tian, the owner of Chen's Tofu, suddenly announced that she had lost to Ye Chui. From then on, Chen's Tofu was renamed Mapo Tofu, and she admitted that this dish was authentic from China.
This information finally made the gourmets and chefs in Chinatown start to face up to this matter, but they are still very calm.
Chen's tofu ranks last among the top ten representative dishes of Chinatown, and Chen Tian's cooking skills are not very good, so it is not surprising that she failed. Ye Chui just picks on the weak.
If it were someone else, Ye Chui would still have left in disgrace.
When Peng Song heard about Ye Chui's visit in his office this morning, he snorted with disdain: "The second person he challenged turned out to be me. Humph, he really overestimates his own abilities. His trip to Chinatown ends here!"
Inside the magnificent hall of Peng House.
"Boss Ye Chui, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time." Peng Song, who looked like an intellectual, greeted Ye Chui in stiff Mandarin. He came to Ye Chui with a smile and did not wait for Ye Chui to say anything else. His face suddenly froze and he continued, "Boss Ye, I admire your courage. It is amazing that you challenged our Chinatown cuisine alone. You must have come here today to challenge my Peng Restaurant, right? Then I will not say much. I accept this challenge. If Boss Ye can do one thing, I will admit defeat and declare that the food of Peng Restaurant belongs to the Chinese cuisine."
Peng Song had obviously been prepared for Ye Chui's arrival, and had even thought of a plan on how to challenge him.
Ye Chui smiled and asked, "What do you want to do?"
Peng Song waved his hand and pointed proudly at the entire magnificent hall. He continued to say to Ye Chui: "The prosperity of Peng Restaurant is due to the new century food system that I am passionate about, which is molecular cuisine. The ingredients of any food can be determined through molecular analysis, and even the composition of human taste buds can be explored to combine into wonderful flavors. The two representative dishes of my Peng Restaurant, Peng's Chicken, come from my grandfather's recipe, and the other high-energy chicken wings are the delicacies I created through molecular cuisine. The recipes of these two dishes are still confidential. No one knows how these dishes are made. Boss Ye, as long as you can taste how these dishes are made, then I admit defeat."
Peng Song's challenge was simple: as long as Ye Chui could taste the recipe of his dish, he would win.
This seemed to be a very simple thing at first glance, because for a senior chef, once they tasted a dish, it was not difficult to figure out how it was made. Han Yuyan and Li Xiuyun both showed surprise, this challenge seemed very simple...
"Master..." Chen Tian suddenly walked to Ye Chui's side and said with some concern, "This competition is too unfair. Many senior chefs have tried to taste the recipes of Pengguan's two dishes before, but they all failed without exception. The recipes of these two dishes are not simple, but very difficult."
"I am still very confident in my tongue." After thinking about it, Ye Chui said to Chen Tian with a smile. He made up his mind and looked at Peng Song with a smile, "This challenge method is very interesting. I promise you, but can I make another request?"
Peng Song smiled and continued in stiff Mandarin: "Boss Ye, you go ahead."
"I can also cook a dish, and you, Boss Chen, will use your molecular gastronomy to evaluate the taste of this dish. If you can determine how this dish is made, I will admit defeat, and I can even join your molecular gastronomy system. But if you lose, please don't try to be mysterious about molecular gastronomy in the future."
Ye Chui said with a smile.
For someone who has an immense passion for food, making delicious food with the help of one’s tongue and hard work, and trying to create, is the joy of cooking. However, directly using advanced science to measure the composition of food and then combining it has lost the joy of cooking and is an insult to food creation.
Therefore, Ye Chui was very disgusted with this system, and he also knew that this system was a niche in the cooking field and it was impossible to create any delicious food. Therefore, he wanted to challenge Peng Song.
Ask Peng Song to stop doing molecular cuisine, and even call molecular cuisine a mystery
Peng Song's face turned ugly. He snorted coldly, "Okay, I want to know what dish you are going to make, Boss Ye. No matter what kind of food it is, it can be analyzed and deduced by my molecular cuisine. Boss Ye has the reputation of being the best chef in China. I believe that if you join the molecular cuisine system, this emerging school will definitely prosper."
"Then it's settled." Ye Chui smiled and nodded. Humans are amazing. The human tongue will never lose to sophisticated scientific instruments. He has this confidence. He continued, "Then, please ask Boss Peng to bring out the two representative dishes of your restaurant."
Peng Song snorted again and walked into the kitchen with an annoyed look on his face. Although he was also a chef, he was not the head chef of Peng House. However, this competition was of great significance, and he had to personally supervise the head chef of Peng House to prepare these two dishes. Ye Chui and his group would temporarily sit in the hall, waiting for the food to be cooked.
Molecular cuisine has a very loud reputation, and people can't help but feel a high-end temperament. Using the tongue to taste the dishes made with molecular cuisine will make people subconsciously feel that it is very difficult. Han Yuyan, Tang Shanshan, Li Xiuyun and Chen Tian all showed a worried expression, but seeing that Ye Chui was still calm and composed, they felt inexplicably relieved. No matter what, they just had to maintain enough expectations for Ye Chui.
Half an hour later, two waiters in cheongsams came out of the kitchen carrying two dishes. Peng Song followed with a sneer. The two representative dishes from Pengguan were ready, and the two waiters put the dishes on the table.
The dish was still covered with a lid. Peng Song lifted the lid himself and said with a smile, "Boss Ye, please try these two signature dishes of our Peng House, Peng's Chicken and High Energy Chicken Wings."
Ye Chui looked at the two dishes.
Peng’s Chicken is a chicken dish. The golden chicken pieces are dotted with green coriander and red peppers. It looks very attractive at first glance. The High-Energy Chicken Wings are black and red chicken wings. No one knows how they are cooked, and no one knows where the high energy in the name of this dish comes from.
Han Yuyan had already prepared the bamboo chopsticks and handed them to Ye Chui.
Ye Chui picked up the bamboo chopsticks and first picked up a piece of chicken from the Peng family dish and put it into his mouth. The chicken was crispy and tender, and Ye Chui could immediately taste that it was boneless chicken thigh meat, and that it was fried chicken. He could also taste the flavors of other seasonings, and this flavor… Ye Chui's mind suddenly lit up, and his face showed an expression as if he had discovered something interesting: "Peng family dish, Peng... Haha, it's really interesting."
Peng Song didn't know what Ye Chui meant, so he immediately asked, "Boss Ye, can you taste how this dish is made? I can give you three days to try making it."
“No thanks, this dish is very simple to make.”
Ye Chui had already put down his bamboo chopsticks, and Han Yuyan and the others all looked delighted. Ye Chui figured out how the dish was prepared with just one bite
They looked expectant as Ye Chui continued, "The chicken in this dish is pork leg meat. After removing the bones, cut it into diagonal lines, stir-fry it with egg white and soy sauce for ten minutes, fry it in vegetable oil, remove it, drain it, and fry the seeded chili peppers in a wok until they turn brown. Add the fried diced chicken, as well as MSG, soy sauce, vinegar, minced garlic, and minced ginger for seasoning. Finally, pour in potato starch and water, and add a few drops of sesame oil, and the dish is ready to be served."
After saying this, Ye Chui smiled and looked at Peng Song again: "Boss Peng, do you think what I said is right?"
Han Yuyan and others immediately looked at Peng Song expectantly.
Peng Song's expression was frozen at this moment, as if he had seen a ghost. His original smugness had long disappeared. He was speechless. His expression obviously meant a lot. It took him a long time to wake up: "You... How could you know this, and in such detail? You... Did you steal my recipe!?" (~^~)