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Master Hu, who was in charge of the frying pan, was surprised to see Zhou Dong take one or two of him to fry the bread, then pick up one and put it into his mouth.

This is a recognition of my strength!

Qinxing talks about strength. Now Zhou Dong is recognized as the number one person in the breakfast department. He is willing to take the initiative to taste his skills, which means he is giving him enough face. Moreover, with Master Zhou's skills, he will sooner or later be a big shot in Qinxing. This awesomeness is enough for him to brag for the rest of his life!

"I didn't expect that it would be very picky just to taste the master...

Although Master Hu’s craftsmanship is not first-class, it is definitely above the standard. Can I actually eat so many problems?

The dough is not lit, which causes the bun skin to become harder, and the pot bottom is oiled and water is used more, which causes the edges of the bun to be too soft and directly affect the taste.

Unfortunately, it was not a 'bad bun' made on purpose. This kind of broken and then established craftsmanship has always been the secret of the frying pan master in Pioneer Hotel. Master Hu is still a bit short of the heat..."

Just like a child who got a new toy, Zhou Dong couldn't help but feel curious and immediately started the "master-level taste".

It was as the system said, as soon as the skill was opened, he had the attribute of "poisonous tongue". He felt that there was no problem for Master Hu to eat the buns, but he could not swallow them at all.

Zhou Dong finally understood the "Big Three". Although these three old men never complained and praised him, they were legendary people who respected and hated both the chefs. Now it seems that it is really no wonder that the three old men are, sometimes it is a kind of pain to eat too much.

"Master Zhou, what's the problem with the water-fried bread?"

Seeing Zhou Dong's expression slightly condensed, Master Hu couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Uh, no problem, it tastes great."

After quickly removing the master-level tasting skills, Zhou Dong suddenly felt that the buns in his mouth were soft and crispy and soft, and the taste was very good. After eating one, he wanted to eat it, but in a blink of an eye, he swallowed all one or two or four buns into his stomach.

He stretched out his thumbs to Master Hu and said, "The master is the master. Your fried bun is considered first-class in Chu."

This is the truth. Apart from several old shops such as Pioneer Hotel, only boiled buns, there are only a few people who can surpass Master Hu.

"Haha, thank you Master Zhou for your praise."

Master Hu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Zhou...that Mr. Huai is still waiting for your reply."

Miss Yingbin was not worried about the handsome mixed-race man Huailiangren, but was stunned when she saw the male god and then went to eat fried bread. She was really worried that the male god would be exhausted these days and didn't eat it well in the morning, right?

The male god wants to make Goubuli buns again, and he also has to look at the old braised pot every day, boiling water, and saying that there are not many egg cakes, and he can't stand it every day? Now the topic of the "Jiuzhou Male God" group is how to reduce the work burden of the male god, but the male god is born with model work attributes and has too high enthusiasm for work, so everyone really can't think of any good idea.

Zhou Dong was also considering this issue. He had just been goubuli, and three delicacies: egg cake and braised and boiled fire; fat man shared the burden of braised and boiled fire, and he could barely deal with it, but now there are more green lotus root and jade porridge. If he provides four delicacies at the same time, he would probably not be able to bear it.

Let’s talk about it with Teacher Liu before turning back. Zhou Dong came to his senses and looked at the man Huailiang who was nodding and smiling at him and said, “Okay, I’ll go see this person after the breakfast department finishes work.”

This guy outside is actually a Michelin three-star chef, and he received a system-based over-reward. Zhou Dong wanted to hear what he would say.

"I am a good man."

Seeing Zhou Dong coming, Huailiang stood up as humbly as he was rarely seen, and took the initiative to reach out.

With his serious cleanliness, it is almost impossible to shake hands with someone actively; I remember the last time I shook hands with someone was five years ago, and the object was a young Chinese female teacher who saved more than a dozen innocent children at the cost of one arm during her teaching aid in Africa.

"I am Zhou Dong, we don't seem to be familiar with each other, right?"

Zhou Dong shook hands with him and sat down. There was a goldfish tank and partition covering this location, which was a good chat venue.

"You are wrong. We have known each other for a long time, and we have known each other after birth."

Zhou Dong was shocked when he heard this. The three-star Michelin chefs are so sarcastic. We should be patients after hearing this. They had to say helplessly: "You should be older than me."

"Then I'll modify the words just now. The exact statement should be: When you were born in this world, you were staring at you with innocent but wise eyes, and the master of these eyes is me..."

The man Huailiang shook his head and said, "Don't think I'm talking nonsense. You know, geniuses are always connected by fate, just like you and me, even if they are thousands of miles apart, I will still find you.

This day may have come a little late, but it will never be late!”

This person must be sick!

Zhou Dong felt chills when he heard this, thinking about whether he should find a reason to leave quickly.

"Zhou Dong, you have to believe my eyes, even if you don't believe it, you should believe my tongue! I have tasted the food you cook, and I am sure that you, like me, are a genius in the cooking world that has never been seen in a century.

We are actually the same type of people, as for them..."

Huai Liangren pointed to the fat man in the breakfast kitchen and Master Hu and others, gently swung his index finger and said, "I don't deserve to be your companion at all!

Zhou Dong, you have to understand that geniuses are destined to be lonely. Only when he meets another genius can he get rid of loneliness, just like us."

Zhou Dong glanced at Huai Liangren vigilantly: "You are going to kidnap me, right?"

"To be precise, I want to save you!"

Huai Liangren seemed a little excited and stared in his eyes and said, "You have the talent to become a top chef in the world, and you may even become my real opponent!

Do you know, you don't belong here, you never!

You shouldn't waste your time making these "civilian foods"!

In top restaurants in China and France, you can use a variety of top ingredients to turn them into 'works of art' in your hands.

You even have the right to choose guests who are eligible for these artworks!

Do you know? Before coming to China, I just rejected the vice president of a multinational company. This nouveau riche actually wanted to exchange 50,000 euros for the opportunity to serve him. What a fool!”

The price of 50,000 euros was still what Manager Dave told Huai Liangren on the phone, and he was very supportive of Huai Liangren's decision to return to China, so that nouveau riche can go to hell!

This is the influence of top chefs in Paris, the food capital, and even restaurant managers can only accept it.

Zhou Dong shook his head: "I'm sorry, you may have read the wrong person.

I am just a chef with pretty good skills and no genius."

Don’t joke, okay? Top restaurants make money, but when it comes to the speed of earning praise, how can you compare to the Jiuzhou Dingshi Breakfast Department where guests are constantly flowing?

And this guy looks more mentally ill than himself. God knows if what he said is true or false?

"I can't misread people, my friend."

Huai Liangren smiled confidently: "Your Goubuli is very authentic, and the egg cake is amazing, but none of these surprised me too much.

What really surprised me was your treatment of pig intestines.

Do you know? Many people say that I have the ‘Yi Yin’s tongue’. This is not an exaggeration. My sense of taste is far more than that of ordinary people.

If my judgment is correct, the pig intestines in the braised and heated fire should not have been rubbed with alkali powder, so the intestinal wall is not damaged and retains the best taste.

But this is almost impossible. Without sufficient alkaline powder scrub, how did you remove the odor of pig intestines?

You should know that you don’t use many spices in braised and burned fire, and it can even be said to be very accurate, but this precise standard is not enough to cover up the odor of pig intestines.

所以,你能不能告诉我,你是怎么做到的?”

In fact, the good man Huai has no other thoughts. There are many secrets that have not been passed down in the cooking world or the diligent movement in China. He estimated that Zhou Dong should have mastered some kind of secret method.

He just asked casually.

Zhou Dong felt a chill in his heart when he heard this. This guy couldn't see anything, right?

Forget it, it’s better to deal with such strangers less: “Mr. Huai, I don’t know what you are talking about at all. I still have a job, so let’s stop our conversation!”

"Please."

Huai Liangren did not get up to stop him and said lightly: "I will not give up. I will follow you until you are willing to leave the breakfast department.

Trust me, it will waste your time, it will only harm you!

Time will prove that I am your true friend, and all I do is for your own good.”

:.:
Chapter completed!