"Boss, give me a plate of Chen's tofu... Oh, you changed the name to Mapo Tofu now, which is an interesting name. I want to eat it made by you."
When he walked into the hotel lobby, Chen Tian happened to meet a regular customer who was looking at the menu in his hand and talking to Chen Tian.
Chen Tian reached out to take off his scarf and threw it on a chair beside him, and said to the regular customer, "I'm sorry, I don't have time to cook today, I have to go out later."
"Huh? You don't have time to cook? What are you doing, boss lady?" The regular customer looked puzzled.
"Let's go play some football."
After saying this, Chen Tian walked out of Chen's Restaurant with a somewhat worried look on her face and headed towards Chen's Hotel opposite. She was still thinking about Ye Chui's challenge to Peng Guan. Ye Chui had not been able to finish the dish of high-energy chicken wings in the past few days, and had not been able to figure out what the crucial seasoning in this dish was. From Chinatown's standpoint, she should have refuted Ye Chui's challenge, but in fact, she was more willing to see Ye Chui really win this challenge against Chinatown.
It’s hard to say exactly why, but high-energy chicken wings are indeed very high-energy. Countless chefs have tried to figure out how this dish is made, but all failed. Will Ye Chu be one of them
For three consecutive days, he hadn't made any breakthroughs. Sigh... Was he going to fail so soon
Thinking about these messy things in his mind, Chen Tian came to the hotel opposite. When he was about to go in, he saw Ye Chui, Han Yuyan, Li Xiuyun and Tang Shanshan walking out from inside, talking and laughing. The expressions on their faces were very... funny
"Master..." Chen Tian greeted timidly at first, and then continued to ask, "Are you going to Peng's House? Have you figured out the recipe for that high-energy chicken wing?"
"It's done." Ye Chui said with a smile, "Let's go together."
Chen Tian hurriedly followed Ye Chui, with a surprised look on his face: "You really figured out how this dish was made? What is the secret recipe of this dish?"
"This, Coke." Ye Chui pointed to the large bottle of Coke in Han Yuyan's arms next to him.
"Cola?"
Like Han Yuyan, Chen Tian couldn't figure out how Coke could be used to cook.
The group quickly arrived outside Pengguan.
The two cheongsam waitresses saw Ye Chui and others coming from afar. They naturally recognized Ye Chui and hurriedly made a greeting gesture.
After Ye Chui entered the hotel, he narrowed his eyes slightly: At this moment, there were quite a few people in the lobby of Peng Hall.
"Master, these are the big restaurant owners and chefs in Chinatown." Chen Tian hurriedly said in Ye Cui's ear.
Ye Chui nodded. There were five people sitting in the hall. Among them, Ye Chui saw Huang Yiyuan, who had helped Shenghuayuan canvass votes at the Spring Banquet.
And Chen Tian introduced the other four people to Ye Chui's ear—
The skinny middle-aged man in his forties is Lin Dong, the owner of Lin Jia Bao, one of the seven major restaurants in Chinatown.
The fat man next to him is Lam Ka Hoi’s head chef Nick Cheung.
The woman who looks sixty years old in her cheongsam but gives people a sense of eternal elegance and nobility is Mrs. Gao, the owner of Wangfu Noodle House in the Seven Hotels. Mrs. Gao is not her title, but her surname is Gao and her name is Madam.
Sitting next to Mrs. Gao was a fat woman who looked to be at least 250 pounds, about 50 years old, and looked quite friendly, giving people the feeling of an aunt next door. This woman was a nine-star chef and the head chef of Lahongzhuang of the Seventh Hotel. Her name was Jiang Yuemei.
As for Huang Yiyuan, in addition to being a gourmet, he is also the top chef of Sheng Defu Hotel among the seven major hotels.
Apparently, the news of Ye Chui's challenge to Peng Guan had spread, and these people came to watch the fight.
When they saw Ye Chui coming, except for Huang Yiyuan who looked like he had a deep hatred for Ye Chui, everyone else smiled and nodded at Ye Chui. Among them, Lin Dong, the owner of Linjiabao, even stood up and walked in front of Ye Chui: "Master Ye, you are here. Haha, I have heard that Master Ye Chui, who won the title of China's No. 1 Chef, is a teenager under the age of 18. He is so young that he can be called the No. 1 in China. We old guys have no place to put our faces. What a young talent."
This sounds like a compliment, but in fact everyone can hear that he is mocking the fact that with a population of 1.3 billion in China, the best cook is an 18-year-old boy. This is enough to show the backwardness of China's food industry.
Ye Chui seemed to have not heard the meaning behind the old fox's words at all, and said with a smile: "My title of China's number one is just made up by the media. I don't have the ability to take responsibility for it. This time I went to Chinatown just for fun, hehe."
Han Yuyan was a little disgusted when she heard Lin Dong's words before, but when she heard what her master said, she rolled her eyes speechlessly. Just playing around... Single-handedly challenging the top ten representative dishes of the seven major restaurants, is this also just playing around
If I win by accident, where will I save my face
Lin Dong didn't seem to hear the meaning of Ye Chui's words, and still had a smile on his face: "The high-energy chicken wings of Peng Restaurant are something that several famous chefs in our Chinatown can't figure out how to make. If Master Ye can make this dish, it will definitely be amazing."
"Excuse me, I actually had no idea until this morning." Ye Cui said modestly.
"What about now?" Lin Dong stared at Ye Chui with embarrassed eyes.
"It's OK."
Ye Chui said with a smile. He saw Peng Song, the owner of Du Pengguan, coming out of the kitchen and walking towards him, so Ye Chui waved to Lin Dong and said, "Boss Lin, and all my colleagues in Chinatown, I will go to the kitchen to cook first."
Having said this, Ye Chui nodded to the others and walked towards Peng Song with a smile.
When Ye Chui left, Lin Dong's face instantly turned gloomy. She snorted softly as she looked at Ye Chui's figure. When she turned around, she saw Chen Tian standing next to her. As the owner of one of the seven major restaurants in Chinatown, it would be inappropriate for Chen Tian to continue following Ye Chui into the kitchen at this time. Several other big chefs and big bosses were all here. Even if she was ignorant of the world, she should know to stay and say hello.
But it was obvious that Chen Tian didn't care much about Lin Dong. He walked directly to Madam Gao and Jiang Yuemei and said with a smile: "Sister Gao and Sister Jiang, hello."
"Haha, Chen Tian, I haven't seen you for a few days and you're getting more and more beautiful. Do you have a boyfriend? Do you want Sister Jiang to introduce one to you?" The burly Jiang Yuemei kindly pulled out a chair for Chen Tian to sit down, and asked with a smile.
Mrs. Gao also smiled at Chen Tian with a kind look.
"No, I'm not in a hurry about this matter." Chen Tian said with a blush.
"Humph!" Huang Yiyuan, who was sitting at the next table, suddenly snorted coldly and asked in a questioning tone, "Boss Chen, I heard that you have been very close to this Ye Chui recently? It's ok that your Chen's tofu lost to Ye Chui, but you actually colluded with him. You really lost all the reputation of Chinatown Catering!"
"What does it have to do with you who I get close to?" Chen Tian immediately raised his eyebrows and shouted at Huang Yiyuan. The name of Tofu Xishi was well deserved.
"You are a traitor!" Huang Yiyuan shouted angrily.
"Mr. Huang, if you have the guts, shout it again!" Chen Tian stood up from his seat.
"Okay, what are you arguing about?" The elegantly dressed Madam Gao spoke calmly at this time, glaring at Huang Yiyuan, "Xiao Huang, your words are too harsh. After all, we are all neighbors on the same street."
Huang Yiyuan snorted coldly, but said nothing more.
The fat lady Jiang Yuemei also pulled Chen Tian to sit down, and chatted with her with a smile. She mentioned it as if by accident: "Chen Tian, I heard that you have accepted Ye Chui as your master? Can Ye Chui make Peng Song's high-energy chicken wings?"
"I don't know about that..." Chen Tian's face flashed with worry when he mentioned this, "Actually, I came here with him as soon as I met him, but it seems... Master seems very confident."
Chen Tian's call of "Master" made Lin Dong, Huang Yiyuan and Lin Dong, the chef of Lin's Pot who had not spoken a word, look a little indifferent. Perhaps they felt that Chen Tian "acknowledged a thief as his father". Mrs. Gao and Jiang Yuemei's expressions were very calm.
Lin Dong said in a gloomy tone, "The secret of high-energy chicken wings is to mix them through molecular theory. Several chefs in our Chinatown can't figure it out, so how can Ye Chui taste it?"
"You'll know whether it works or not soon!" Chen Tian said coldly to Lin Dong in a bad mood.
…
Inside the kitchen of Peng Pavilion.
Peng Song walked in with Ye Chui and his group, smiling. During this process, he kept looking at the big can of Coke held in Sister Han's arms. He felt uneasy. Why did Ye Chui bring Coke here? Did he already know the recipe of his high-energy chicken wings? Or... Did he buy this Coke just for him
Peng Song felt uneasy, but he couldn't help but ask, "Boss Ye, why did you bring this Coke? I also sell Coke in my restaurant. If you want to drink it, just ask."
"Haha, of course Coke is not for drinking." Ye Chui said to Peng Song with a smile.
Peng Song's face turned even worse: "Boss Ye is such a joke, isn't Coke meant to be drunk? What is it used for?"
"It can be used for cooking." Ye Chui continued with a smile.
Peng Song's face finally changed completely.
Ye Chui took some frozen chicken wings from the freezer next to him, put them in a basin with cold water to thaw, and then continued to say to Peng Song: "Boss Peng, the secret recipe of High Energy Coke is Coke. In fact, I always think that the name of High Energy Chicken Wings is not very good. It sounds very high-end, but to put it bluntly, it is just that. I still suggest that you change the name of this dish to Coke Chicken Wings in the future... Oh, by the way, I used to make this dish for my sister, and she liked it very much." (~^~)