Chapter 990: Missing
Shortly after, the dishes Ma Zhida ordered to celebrate his half-year bonus arrived.
He ate very slowly. Bit by bit, he ate seriously, fully enjoying the food.
“Mmmm, delicious, too delicious. Worthy of being my favorite food,” exclaid Ma Zhida while he ate.
These dishes were sothing he ordered after half a year of hard work. Of course, Ma Zhida would feel like they were even tastier than usual.
Ma Zhida greatly enjoyed his al even though he was eating so slowly. He finished everything.
Each ti Ma Zhida ordered a new dish, he would also order one of the 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine rice to go with it. This ti was no exception. However, he had an odd request.
He told Zhou Jia he did not want the rice to be served with either the Taro Chicken or the Beer Braised Duck.
This was an odd yet simple request. Thus, Zhou Jia nodded in agreent. After the ti she spent working at Yuan Zhou’s restaurant, she was already able to make her own decisions for many things and no longer needed to bother Yuan Zhou with everything.
Taro Chicken was a dish where two theories were being argued intensively. One theory argued that the chicken was the important part of the dish while the other argued that the taro was the important part.
Many people said that they only ordered Taro Chicken for the soft and sticky taro. The rest argued that the chicken was the core while the taro was only there to improve the flavor.
Each side seed to have their rits. As for Yuan Zhou’s Taro Chicken, he took a fair approach against the taro and the chicken. One could claim that the taro had helped improve the chicken’s taste, yet at the sa ti, one could also claim the chicken’s flavor had seeped into the taro. And because of that, the argunt between the two sides beca even more intense.
That was because both the taro and chicken made by Yuan Zhou were extrely delicious.
Naturally, there were also heretics, such as those claiming that the sauce mattered more instead, and these people would only order Taro Chicken so they could mix the sauce with the rice.
Ma Zhida was one of the heretics. He poured all the sauce of the Taro Chicken into the rice. The sauce was very thick and starchy after being cooked with the taro. When mixed with rice, the rice beca extrely aromatic.
Ma Zhida’s eyes seed to be burning when he mixed the two. The reddish-brown sauce was now blended with the rice, giving the rice a glossy look. At the sa ti, an amazing aroma emitted out of it, stimulating one’s appetite.
“Aummm.” Ma Zhida stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth. The 100 Styles of Rice Cuisine made by Yuan Zhou were extrely chewy, and after mixing with the aroma of the Taro Chicken, the rice beca so delicious he even felt like he shouldn’t chew on it.
Ma Zhida alternated between a mouthful of rice and a mouthful of the dish, his expression one of bliss.
This evening, many custors ordered new dishes. During the latter half of dinner ti, even Zhang Yan arrived. More importantly, he was in the middle of a eting and had to cut the eting short just to co.
“President, look at the number of people waiting in line. I don’t think we’ll get to eat anything today,” said the assistant.
“Yeah, that seems to be the case,” Zhang Yan sighed when he saw the long line.
“I have always appreciated restaurants with rules. Everyone needs to follow the rules as before a delicacy, everyone is equal,” said Zhang Yan suddenly. “But when it is my turn to follow the rules today, I only have one thing to say...”
Zhang Yan stopped abruptly and turned to leave.
Not finishing one’s words was an extrely annoying habit. Thus, when they reached the intersection, the assistant couldn’t hold himself and asked.
Zhang Yan shook his head, indicating that he did not want to talk about it. He had a sad look on his face.
To change the mood, the assistant said, “President, you ntioned earlier that Head Chef Yuan is now a Sichuan Cuisine grandmaster. What is that about? I thought he has always been good in Sichuan Cuisine and is even the exemplary restaurant.”
“Previously, in the nu of Yuan Zhou’s restaurant, there were only Shanghebang dishes, while Xiahebang and Xiaohebang dishes were nowhere to be seen,” Zhang Yan said.
Since this person could be Zhang Yan’s assistant, he was naturally aware of the classification of Sichuan Cuisine. But after hearing Zhang Yan’s words, the assistant grew doubtful.
“President, you an to say that Head Chef Yuan isn’t too good at Xiahebang and Xiaohebang dishes?” the assistant asked doubtfully.
Zhang Yan shook his head and said, “Three types of Sichuan Cuisine, Shanghebang, Xiahebang, and Xiaohebang, although each type was slightly different from the other, if one is very good in one of them, it is impossible that one would know nothing about the other two types.”
“But from my observation, every single dish Yuan Zhou listed on his nu is a dish he had reached perfection with,” said Zhang Yan.
The assistant finally understood, “You an previously he only had Shanghebang dishes on the nu because he still had room for growth for the other two types.”
“People said that the people of this era are fickle and impatient, but I disagree with that. I feel that the people of this era are all used to a faster tempo of life. Thus, the act of staying calm to slowly study and improve his skills is sothing that can no longer keep up with the tis,” said Zhang Yan with a sigh.
He recalled how things used to be. When he first started learning how to cook, he could spend several months in research just because he was dissatisfied with one of the ingredients. That was no longer a common practice nowadays, thus, he couldn’t help but sigh when he realized that.
“But president, isn’t Head Chef Yuan’s success proof that focusing and slowly studying one aspect of cooking is not outdated yet? No matter what, being focused will always bear much better result than being unfocused,” said the assistant gently.
Sothing made with focus would always be better than sothing made without focus. This fact was so simple even a child could understand it, but it also fully reflected the essence of being a chef.
“A chef as steady as Yuan Zhou is already very rare nowadays. In the nu soone shared in the Wechat group, there are Xiahebang and Xiaohebang dishes. There are even new snacks. This signified that Yuan Zhou is already extrely confident with the entirety of Sichuan Cuisine,” exclaid Zhang Yan.
That was why Zhang Yan claid Yuan Zhou was already a Sichuan Cuisine grandmaster.
Hearing Zhang Yan’s reasoning, the assistant also started to believe that Head Chef Yuan was akin to an otherworldly hermit.
It would be no exaggeration to say that Yuan Zhou currently had a rather high inco. Yet he still spent all his ti studying and improving his cooking skills.
Not many people would remain so true to his original path upon reaching this level of success.
“Set the ti earlier tomorrow so we have more ti,” said Zhang Yan. He was determined to eat the new dishes tomorrow.
The assistant nodded. In two days, they would be very busy again.
Many custors of Yuan Zhou’s restaurant did the sa as Zhang Yan. They were initially busy, but after hearing about the new dishes, they all spared so ti just so they could try the new dishes.
One of them was Yin Ya. In recent days, there was a massive project in her company. Thus, she had been extrely busy with work.
But after hearing about the new dishes, she imdiately applied for leave so she could try the new dishes and relax herself.
“It has been a while since I ca. Wow, I’m even starting to miss it here,” muttered Yin Ya as she lifted a strand of her hair that had fallen over while gazing at Yuan Zhou who was seriously cooking. Today, she had arrived on a pair of wine red heels.
It was unknown whether Yin Ya was missing the food here or the chef...
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